"As Luck Would Have It"

Written By: t-shirt

Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties. I make no money with this fic.

Rating: NC 17

Warnings: AU/Action/Adventure/Romance, Angst, sap, fluff, mild lemons, multiple partner sex, light (playful) BDSM (in moderate amounts), mild languag, Bastardized Howard (but he gets better), Relena-bitch (she gets marginally better by the end too), RxOC, mention of 1xOC (very brief/drunken one nighter/wake up and run type thing ^-^)

Dominant pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5x2, 3x1, 2x4 Multiple pairings: 1x2x5, 1x3x4, 2x3x4, 1x2x3x4x5

Summary: In a world of uncertainty a group of teenage boy’s faces the challenges of their unique lives and eventually discover their good fortune in each other.

"As Luck Would Have It "


Ch 7


“HA HA ha ha ha…d’ju see his face?!” Duo roared, plopping down in Hiiro’s lap and managing to slosh the swill in his bottle all over him and his tipsy lover. Hiiro just laughed and seized him by the hips so he didn’t fall off.

“I want to know who changed his pants?!” Quatre piped in, resurfacing from one of his many attempts to suck Trowa’s face off. The others had the distinct impression he didn’t really drink much. They had all been delighted to begin the victory party early when Duo discovered a case of aged rum stowed away on the shuttle that was taking them and their Gundams back to Earth.

“Pft” Duo chortled. “Prob”ly Katell. She’s been trying t’get in his pants long as he’s been trying to get’n mine!” he roared with laughter again. Wufei put his hand out so he wouldn’t topple over off the bench seat they were sitting/kind of laying on.

“I thought he’d die when you said Wufei was your lover!” the blond boy cackled which made him jump around a bit and as he was straddling Trowa’s hips at the time it appeared to make the taller boy very happy.

“It had been a bit of a shock for me too,” Trowa chuckled, unobtrusively raising his hips a little.

“Whaaat?” Quatre suddenly breathed, looking completely taken aback as his big eyes got huge and his mouth dangled open drunkenly. He looked over very slowly at the now blushing Chinese boy and his mates. Wufei seemed to become acutely aware of the fact that his hand was still on Duo’s back and slowly withdrew it. “Nooooo!” the blond boy suddenly chortled, making his lover smile again as he bounced merrily on his lap. “Since when?!”

“Well,” Duo began, looking very pink faced but reasonably comfortable with the conversation “We’ve known each other a long time so it all just kind of fell into...”

“OH MY GOD!” Quatre suddenly burst, all but falling to the floor save for his lover’s amused rescue. “You nnnnnasty lil rogue,” he scolded but it hardly held any weight as he peered at them with one bleary eye and tried to point with a finger that refused to single any one of them out. It, in fact, appeared to believe the compartment on their left was the culprit. They all got a good laugh out of it until the boy followed up with, “So, who’s top?” and silence fell. Well, except for the adoring chuckling of Trowa as he dug his fingers into his thighs a little. “Oh, now come on,” Quatre said, most reasonably shifting as if he were going to move off of his lover’s hips but found it too difficult a task to execute for some reason and gave up. “I know Duo prefers bottom but you two seem a little too aggressive to be compatible in bed.”

“Hey, I top!” Duo growled, suddenly spilling his drink down his front again as he had started talking before he’d actually pulled the bottle away.

“Oh, pish,” Quatre waved him away. “So do I but that’s not the same thing, now is it?” he argued.

“I’ll show you the same…” Duo began staggering half to his feet, his hand on his belt and his eyes on Quatre.

“Duo,” Hiiro intoned in a very amused warning tone, pulling him back down while Wufei laughed.

“All I’m saying,” Quatre said, looking as if he were going for the lecture hall professor image but the bottle and swaying kind of killed it. “Is it takes a certain spirit to truly take control and I find it difficult to understand how the two of you managed to compromise.”

“There are certain advantages to being the middle man,” Wufei grinned giving into the urge to join his lovers since everyone was apparently ok with it. Duo and Hiiro were happy to demonstrate his words. Hiiro and Trowa couldn’t help but lock gazes and grin at each other since they both had a lap full of half drunk, half horny, god awfully beautiful boys.

“Hm,” Quatre looked thoughtful as he tried to focus on them then he suddenly seemed to lose interest in them altogether as he turned a bright smile on his lover and proudly proclaimed, “Trowa can top anybody,” before diving on him for another kiss.

“No doubt.”

“What did you just say?”

It had fallen from Hiiro’s lips before he really thought about what he was saying and ruined Quatre’s kiss since Trowa suddenly couldn’t seem to stop laughing.

“What did you two do?” Duo went on with his interrogation suspiciously.

“He was curious,” Hiiro shrugged.

“Curious about what?” Quatre asked.

“What it might be like to touch another aggressive soul,” his lover explained, running his strong hands up his thighs as he shifted his hips again. Only Quatre knew just how aroused he really was as he was nestled on the evidence.

“You didn’t..?” Duo gasped over Wufei’s shoulder.

“It was just a kiss,” Hiiro chuckled, slipping his hand up the back of Wufei’s shirt since his back was to him at the time.

“And?” the Chinese boy asked curiously.

“He bested me,” Hiiro confessed, seeming nonplused about it even though Trowa was grinning smugly.

“You kissed him?” Quatre asked.

“Sorry,” Trowa apologized. “Does it make you uncomfortable?”

“Hell yes it makes me uncomfortable,” the blond went on, pushing away from him. “I’ve never kissed anyone but you,” he said sulkily.

“You can kiss him if you like,” Trowa offered, chuckling again as….

“What?”

“What?”

“Waaait a minute.”

“Well I wouldn’t mind kissing Wufei,” the blond boy said indignantly, all but falling off his lover’s lap.

“Hey!” Hiiro objected. “What’s wrong with me?” Duo tossed him a nasty glance that Wufei tempered with a soft kiss to his chin.

“Well you’ve already had Trowa haven’t you?” Quatre countered.

“It was just a kiss,” Hiiro sighed because Trowa was having way too much fun with this.

“Well things have never been unbalanced between us,” the blond boy said, standing as if he were ready to catch a base ball. “So… come on you,” he told the suddenly wary Chinese boy.

“What? Me? Now, wait,” Wufei began but the blond boy just rolled his eyes and pulled him up by the arm.

No one could do more than just laugh at the ridiculous situation. Wufei was the only one who didn’t seem to find it amusing, he was, in fact, peering around the insistent blond at his highly amused lover who just shrugged and smiled at him. Quatre didn’t give him anymore time to deliberate on his choice as he slipped his arms around his neck and kissed him. Trowa chuckled as Wufei’s eyes went wide; he had not been prepared. For a long moment the cabin was filled with chuckles as his arms flailed about but then the mirth began to settle as did his arms as they found a comfortable spot on Quatre’s thin hips.

The inebriated blond didn’t cut him any slack, diving so deep and strong Wufei was soon responding whole heartedly. Hiiro was reminded of Duo as Quatre melted sweetly under the raven haired boy’s ever increasing domination. The next thing they knew they were tripping over backwards where they ended up half in Trowa’s lap as Wufei familiarized himself with some of Quatre’s finer curves. Wufei seemed to slowly become aware of Trowa’s amused emerald gaze not twelve inches from their faces and slowly backed off, leaving Quatre laying there with his eyes closed and mouth open taking short, little breaths.

“Defiantly… top,” the blond boy breathed as Wufei turned even more crimson and pulled himself up off of him.

“He bested you, huh?” Duo mused as if he didn’t really quite believe it while Trowa collected Quatre back onto his lap.

“Disappointed?” Hiiro grinned.

Duo looked thoughtful for a moment as he gazed at Trowa’s still smirking face. Quatre had piled up on his chest and he was dozing softly, his large cerulean eyes closed lightly as he breathed evenly.

“I could top’im,” the longhaired boy said finally, causing one of Trowa’s elegant eye brows to rise.

The corners of his mouth soon followed as he lost the battle with the wild smirk. He turned and glanced over the chestnut haired boy’s slender form, taking the time to fully appreciate each and every curve and sultry nuance Duo was showing off before he turned a questioning gaze on Hiiro. He shrugged. Trowa smiled and licked his lips.

“Did you hear that my light?” the tall boy whispered to his inebriated lover.

“Hmmmmm,” Quatre sighed dreamily then added in a tiny little amused voice, “Melt”is knee caps.”

Trowa chuckled a soft, “Yes, my love,” before depositing the blond boy in Wufei’s lap and turning his attention to Duo. He took a long moment to look at him. He was still sitting on Hiiro, his long legs wrapped snuggly around his hips but he’d lain back lazily which exposed a good portion of his tightly toned, tanned little tummy which he was absently stroking with delicate fingertips.

Far from being intimidated Trowa smiled as an odd light flashed across his emerald eyes and he offered Duo his hand. The pure grace exhibited by the braided boy as he rose made it very difficult for Hiiro to release him but Trowa’s long arm smoothly, methodically slipped around his thin waist, gently separating the two. Hiiro figured Duo had lost before their bodies fully meshed together. He recalled how it had felt to have the taller boy’s arm around his waist like that, the gentle strength in his form coaxing him, lulling him until he felt as if he were being sheltered and protected. He was a little envious of his longhaired lover as Trowa pulled him closer, their mouths melting together so slowly, Duo’s plump lips perfectly accenting Trowa’s pouting elegance. He heard the smooth, slow intake of breath from Duo and recalled how it had felt when the rush of the emerald eyed boy’s power had washed over him. He shifted slightly in his seat trying very hard to will away the growing tightness in his jeans.

It was impossible to tell which of the two boys actually had the upper hand, never the less; Wufei couldn’t take his eyes off them. He’d never seen Trowa in this light before and the fact that Quatre was sitting in his lap staring blankly at them as well wasn’t helping.

Duo let himself go. He’d had just enough alcohol to help him relax to the point he could really enjoy it. All the better to coax his victim in. Just because he preferred bottom didn’t mean he was incapable of top. In reality, the controlling role is usually the submissive one. He knew he’d never stand a chance against Hiiro but that was more due to the fact that he had no will to best him than the fact that he couldn’t. Wufei was much the same although he tended to be more aggressive with him now that Hiiro was involved. Intimidating Trowa was proving more difficult than he’d anticipated, however. The boy had an uncanny knack for this particular activity that made him wonder, against his better judgment, just what else he could do with his mouth.

He could feel he was holding back, extending the moment, drawing it out so ... What?... So he could kiss him longer? Or maybe to lull him into some false sense of security? Or maybe he was just.,. really… enjoying it as much as Duo? He couldn’t help it when his arms came up and slipped around the taller boy’s neck. He wasn’t as thick as Hiiro, nor as taut as Wufei but there was a very fine physique hiding under that turtleneck once you got close enough to feel it. He felt his will begin to break, the strength of Trowa’s presence calling out to him to surrender and realized there was no way for him to win. He wanted it too much, he wanted to be dominated by him, to feel whatever it was that he was hiding behind this fake façade, this half kiss and suddenly the contest didn’t matter anymore. True control can only be found in ultimate surrender. He relaxed, opened his mouth a little wider and crushed his already swollen groin into Trowa’s and instantly the damn broke.

In the seconds that followed Duo’s back bent slightly, allowing Trowa to move over top of him, their heads turning in a way that seemed to fold them together with the taller boy above drinking deeply from Duo’s mouth. He had indeed been holding back… a lot. It was almost as if some great, hulking beast had come to tower over him, its fury held back by a thin thread as it licked his wounds and protected him from the demons of the world yet it was so gentle he felt completely secure in his surrender. He knew he was trembling but he still wanted more, more of what his heart desired, more of what his body demanded. He was shaking like a leaf and severely weak in the knees when he found himself once again in his lover’s arms. When had he quit kissing him?

“Forgive me,” Trowa smiled softly, handing him over into Hiiro’s waiting arms. “I have some sins to atone for,” he told him, kissing his hand gently before turning and in one smooth, graceful movement he’d scooped Quatre up into his arms and was carrying him off into the cargo bay.

Duo had no words. He just stared after them then turned his thunderstruck eyes to Hiiro who really appeared very highly amused.

“Told ya,” the Japanese boy chuckled, brushing the back of his long hair with his hand soothingly.

“That good, huh?” Wufei grinned sinking to his knees between Duo’s but the boy still appeared to have no words. He only turned to look at Hiiro again, a message clearly written in his amethyst eyes.

“Yeah,” the Japanese boy said shifting behind him. “But lets take care of this right now,” he suggested, slipping his hands around his hips and down the front his pants as Wufei finished unfastening them. Duo hissed and arched back into Hiiro proving just how sensitive he already was as his mind finally supplied him with a single word.

“Yes!”

**

Not again

He shook his head trying to clear it of the unwelcome visions but the relentless memories of soft lips, the sizzling flavor of the boy’s mouth and the wholly delicious feeling of having held him in his arms simply refused to grant him peace. They had become most… unreasonable over the past few weeks. Even now, when he found himself deep inside his lover, the one person in heaven and earth that could bring him pure rapturous joy he found the heated desires for another creeping in, spoiling the purity of their union. His mind was tainted with curious comparisons as he ran his hands along the familiarly slim body beneath him. So fine, delicate and warm and yet he still couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like if it were another. Would he react like this? Would his body tremble so sumptuously? Would his mouth fall open like that, teasing him, tempting him to take him past the point of no return? Gods, he was so beautiful like this! How in the hell could he even be thinking of someone else!?

“Damn,” he breathed slowing his assault. How could he continue like this?

“Don’t stop.”

No, he thought, he wouldn’t stop for that would be the worse sin of all wouldn’t it? To deny his beautiful lover anything of himself? He pushed the treacherous thoughts away, there was no way he could allow visions of soft, taupe skin stretched over tight muscles, thick hair, so soft to the touch … kiss swollen lips... finely sculpted hips … tight… firm… rounded little ass…. He knew even as his body gave into the succulent form below as his lover reached nirvana, his passion and pleasure recoiling and making it impossible for him to resist following him into the abyss, he knew, as his most precious and sacred moment was once again desecrated by the impending visage of the other that the time had already past… something had to be done. He just couldn’t go on like this. He held him tight... the one his heart needed so badly, the one that trusted him so completely, the one he loved more than his own life as they slowly returned from heavens gate. He held him close fearing for the first time, knowing that he was as incapable of protecting him from this pain as he was of ridding himself of his own betraying heart when he softly whispered….

“Quatre… we need to talk.”

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tbc...

authors plea: please don't kill me!!!!!!!!! lol There was no other place to break it and those of you who know me know I'd never hurt the guys... well... not much ^-^

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