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"Road Trip"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, Quintet, group sex, language, OOC
everyone, fem Quatre, brief violence w/oc’s, adult situations/content,
attempted rape, angst, humor, etc. Pairings: 1x2, 2x4, 2x3x4, 2x5, 2x3x4x5, 1x2x3x4x5 Summary: When a young man embarks on a journey
home he gets more than he bargained for as he meets one gorgeous distraction
after another in his quest. "Road Trip"
Ch 3
‘You look good,’ Duo grinned surveying his handy work. A quick trip to the local Walgreens, Goodwill and a piercing salon had done wonders for his new lover’s style. Gone were the khaki pants and chiffon pink shirt. He now wore deep purple low rider jeans with about twenty zippers in various different places, Duo especially liked the hippy sandals that peaked out from under the long, flared legs because Quatre… Quat… really did have very cute feet. The golden shirt with a high, loose caller looked very good against his skin too and the vest just seemed to suit him. He supposed the hot pink streaks he’d put in his hair were a bit much but they changed his entire persona and if he had to be honest about it... they really frigging turned him on! He was surprised when he insisted on three holes in his right ear so he could wear the single stud earring and two other’s with a little chain in between that dangled prettily along the outer shell of his ear. He only intended on getting the one for the sake of finishing off the disguise but... if Quatre was having fun exploring his new freedom so be it. He wasn’t going to complain. He looked damn hot in his new gear, didn’t appear to be in the least worried about his masculinity and looked nothing like his real self. In fact, Duo felt so secure in his new identity he took him to the mall to celebrate. Apparently, Quat had never been to a mall before. It took him over an hour to get him out of the pet store but it was worth it when they took some time to buy him some new underwear. Duo couldn’t resist the red satin thong. Quat insisted he get some black ones to match so they left the store with a little less cash and floss up their asses which he hated to admit but he liked the feel of. A stop at the food court provided them with a huge salad full of green veggies and tasty treats. The chips and stale Twinkies were really getting old. However, by the time they were finishing up their little shopping spree Duo was feeling very light in the pocket and looking for a new way to score. Well, it was the mall after all. The guy in the bad hair piece and three hundred dollar suit could probably spare whatever cash he had on his person. ‘Stay here,’ he told his pink and blond haired companion. ‘I’ll be right back,’ he smiled at the curious look on his face. He looked so damn cute with his cheeks all puffed out full of salad and dressing on his lips Duo felt compelled to lean over and lick it off for him. Had he not been sporting his new look this might have drawn attention but no one around them was really quite sure if he was a girl or a boy so they didn’t even notice. The bad toupee was headed into the bathroom which was the perfect place to do a pocket job so Duo followed along casually stepping up to the stall beside him. He was a lefty, good, and his pants were too big, even better. He waited until he went to wash his hands then zipped up, turned around and froze dead in his tracks. There, standing right behind him as still as a stone with eyes as dark as the evening sky was the guy from the Wing Limo. He just stood there looking at him; his expression unreadable while Duo’s mark dried his hands and walked out the door. He couldn’t move, images from the afternoon he’d spent with him flooding his mind and holding him in place. Then, slowly and with great intent he turned, reached out and locked the door. Duo’s heart pounded. He wanted to run but his feet wouldn’t let him. All he could do was stand there while his breath stilled with every step he took toward him. His mind raced, his blood hammering in his ears, his entire body trembling like a leaf in the wind while he smoothly, and with a singular purpose came to him wrapping him up in his arms while the heat of his presence suddenly crested over him drowning him in a passion he thought ended two days before but it was even more intense. He couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t think and he couldn’t resist drinking the impassion flavor of his kisses while he pressed him back against the cool tiles, his hot hands invading his clothes, removing the barriers that kept them from becoming one and then, all at once and without warning he was impaled and writhing in his strong arms. It was hot, fast and furious and he was screaming for mercy before it was over, his cries muffled by the mouth of someone he didn’t even know the name of while he slammed into him over and over until suddenly and quite violently his body surrendered. He felt his assailant shudder as well when they found nirvana together. He held him there for a long moment while they recovered. Duo’s mind came back to him enough to curse himself for having lost the mark and still being broke. Of course he’d gotten what was probably going to be the single most intense and erotic moment of his life but that was hardly a fair exchange for his slight lover when it came feeding time. Oh gods. What would Quat say if he saw this? And why didn’t he feel more guilty about it? Lots of things were swirling around in his mind while his partner kissed him softly and brought him back to reality. ‘You ran away,’ the guy observed allowing him his personal space enough to clean up and straighten his clothes. ‘I have my own way,’ Duo told him feeling like a complete idiot for what he’d just done. How in the hell could he have just let this guy walk up and take him like that? No hello, kiss my ass... nothing! Just bam! And he’d allowed it! Hell, he’d screamed for more! DAMN IT! ‘I could...’ ‘No thanks,’ he snapped harshly now that he was really beginning to fume at himself. He was just about to say something else when a knock came at the door. ‘Duo?’ He wasted no time going to unlock the door and let his little lover in. Quat took one look at the situation and became instantly cross and defensive stepping protectively between him and Duo. ‘Come on,’ Duo said purposely slipping an arm around his waist to guide him out. He spared a glance back at guy with the amazing blue eyes who was still standing stock still watching them intently until the door closed. ‘Who was that guy?’ Quat asked. ‘Why?’ Duo grinned. ‘Jealous?’ ‘I just… well… he looked like he was bothering your or something,’ he sulked. ‘Don’t worry about it,’ Duo smiled liking the way jealous looked on him while he pulled him closer to his side but he suddenly froze and for a moment Duo wondered if maybe he could smell the sex on him but... ‘Shit,’ he breathed after a moment when he saw a big, dark head sticking up out of the crowd of people up ahead. That guy had to be nine feet tall! ‘Who is that guy?’ Duo asked ducking into one of the stores. ‘Rashid,’ Quat replied anxiously. ‘The captain of my honor guard,’ he explained. ‘Great,’ Duo sighed. ‘Think he’ll recognize you in this get up?’ ‘Instantly,’ he replied. ‘Damn it,’ Duo swore. He’d only just decided to keep his kitten he wasn’t about to let Goliath out there mess it up. ‘Ok,’ he said snatching a ladies hat off the shelf. ‘Here’s what were gonna do.’ It was amazing. Truly it was. He couldn’t believe how much he looked like a girl. The dress fit his figure perfectly, the hat made it look like his hair was long and had been put up and the short heals changed the gate in his walk to one of pure grace and poetry of motion. If he hadn’t been in bed with him that morning he’d have sworn he was a girl. He just hoped it was enough to fool Rashid and the fezz heads. Damn, he was going to have to explore this look a little more in depth at a later date. ‘Alright,’ he said softly looking out to see where the nine feet tall Arabian was. Still over by the front doors. Ok... they’d go out the side entrance. ‘You ok?’ he asked as his lover was looking a little green around the gills but he nodded and shook off his concerns putting a little bounce in his step while they exited the store that just made Duo want to spank him. They made it almost to the turn off for the side entrance when Rashid’s head turned their way and Quatre almost stumbled under his watchful gaze. Duo just slipped his arm around his waist and pulled him close as any good boyfriend would going so far as to kiss his cheek and make him giggle but still Rashid watched. It was becoming dangerous when he started to move toward them on an intercept course so Duo stopped and pulled him over to look into a window of jewelry shop gazing and pointing at the wedding rings as if they were a couple looking to wed but still the man advanced. What was tipping him off? His last ditch effort was to actually reach over and kiss Quat full on the mouth and luckily just at the same time a large stack of wares in the center isle came crashing down causing quite a ruckus. Rashid turned to see what had happened and when he turned back Duo had taken his young charge and silently disappeared into the crowd. A quick glance back proved that the man had lost sight of them and just for a moment Duo’s eyes locked with an uncanny cobalt blue gaze that stood beside a ruined stack of boxes in the center isle. Duo smiled… the guy with the blue eyes did not. They stepped out of the door and the smile froze painfully on his face while he looked into the careworn faces of about twenty little men with bright red fezz hats. He could feel his `girlfriend` shivering in his size eight pumps beside him and, throwing caution to the wind, took him by the hand and led him straight out through the middle of them, around a corner and right into the back of a goods truck. ‘Oh, Allah!’ Quat breathed sounding a little giddy from the rush of adrenaline. ‘I though we were dead!’ ‘I told you, you look good,’ Duo grinned sliding his hand up his skirt. He giggled so adorably he felt he just had to have him… so he did. They were just finishing up from a rather pleasantly spontaneous yet sticky little encounter since the back of the truck was a little warm even at that time of year when the colors were starting to show in the trees when his heart suddenly thumped at the sound of the doors closing. He scrambled to his feet and rushed the back of the trailer beating loudly but no one came. ‘What’s wrong?’ Quat asked in a curiously frightened tone as it was very dark in the trailer. ‘We’re locked in’ Duo explained. ‘Hey!’ he tried again just as they started to move. ‘Shit!’ he exclaimed going to the front but beating on that got him nowhere as well. Finally he gave up and rummaged around in the darkness for his pack producing a small flash light/lantern which he turned on and sat on a box before flopping down beside his clueless mate. ‘At least we’ll be away from the Maguanac’s,’ Quat tried to cheer him up. Duo’s brow furrowed at the odd name but he wasn’t in the mood to crack jokes at the moment. He had no idea where they were going or how long it would take to get there but he didn’t want to worry his new lover so he just nodded and let him curl up under his arm. Wherever it was they’d manage somehow. He put his hand in his pocket and gripped the money in the little money clip he’d taken off the blue eyed guy in the bathroom and smiled. A money clip, the guy really liked his privacy, he didn’t even carry a wallet. Well, he’d taken his chastity again but Duo had the cash so he figured it was a pretty fair exchange and relaxed back to await their freedom. It was eight hours later when they finally felt the truck stopping. As hot and dark as it was in the trailer all they could do was lay still and wait. By the time the doors opened they were covered in sweat, Quat had changed out of his dress and back into his disguise but he and Duo looked like they’d been dunked in a pool. They stayed quite until Duo led them out of the back while the driver was talking with the gate man who, no doubt, would be coming to check the contents of the trailer but all they would find was a couple of boxes that looked like some great mouse had gnawed on them. They hadn’t found much in the truck that was of any worth to them. Most of it was stock for a hardware store. No food or drink that’s for sure so the first place they headed was a corner store for some sodas. Duo was very pleasantly surprised by Quat’s attitude considering. He’d thrown quite a tantrum when he discovered that they landed in Virginia. There’s nothing like backing up a few hundred miles but that’s what happens when you think with the head of your dick. He couldn’t help grinning at that thought while he checked them into a motel for the night. It wasn’t clear if it was Quat’s tantalizing presence or the memory of being totally rocked against a bathroom wall by the worlds most erotic Japanese guy but he was very much looking forward to giving his young charge a nice … long... bath. :) It was becoming very clear by the time they actually crawled into bed that he was starting to get used to this and that was breaking about ten more rules of the road. There was no doubt allowing himself this indulgence was going to end up costing him more than a few hundred miles but he just couldn’t seem to make himself care as he slipped under the sheets and crawled on top of his anxious, little lover. Right then all was right with the world, he even welcomed the visions of the blue eyed mystery man smiling when Quat groaned in pleasure because of the way the memories affected him. Everything he had given him he gave to Quatre ten fold, his need to expel the swelling emotion overwhelming his sense of moderation until, by the next morning, Quat was completely exhausted and in need of a healing period. He hadn’t meant to harm him; the passion had just overtaken them so completely neither realized it until it was too late. Well, another day wouldn’t make that much difference so he paid the bill and bought some salve and they holed up watching reruns of I love Lucy and late night horror flicks. Quat had shown some interest in a make out session later that night but Duo couldn’t go there. He knew he’d be all over him again because the vision of the dark haired guy’s smoldering blue eyes was plaguing him. Quat wasn’t terribly happy about the gentle rejection but he appeared to understand and let it go. They ended up spending a second night in their little hide-a-away since the best Duo could come up with in this rural area was hitching and considering the long road ahead of them through the back hills of Virginia he wasn’t really all that optimistic about scoring a ride. It was better to make sure Quat was up to the long walk, however, once again Quatre’s efforts to coerce him into some form of affection failed leaving him sulky and quiet but Duo just couldn’t help it. Every time he touched him or kissed him he got this irresistible urge to nail him down, he was just so frigging sexy! And with the memories of his blue eyed wraith still hot in his mind he knew they’d be set back another two days if he gave in. There was a new tension between them by the time they checked out and started to make their way west. It took over four hours of steady walking before they found the intersection that would eventually lead them back to the main interstate but even with the coming fall weather the sun was baking them and their legs and feet were sore and tired. Duo knew if he was feeling the burn Quat must have been seriously miserable though he never complained. It was becoming imperative that they secure a ride however, they’d seen nothing but a couple of cars that didn’t even slow down to look at them and a semi truck that had slowed enough to confirm that they were boy’s then sped back up again. Duo wasn’t all that unhappy about that one since the driver had had something of a psychotic light in his eyes. Seeing Quat’s fatigue growing with every step forced him to call a rest stop on the side of the road under an old oak for lunch. It was still thirty miles to the next intersection and there was no promise that there would be anything there either. One way or another they had to find a ride so while they ate he worked on formulating a plan. ‘What’re you doing?’ Quat asked slurping down the last of his drink and breaking the uncomfortable silence while Duo rummaged around in his pack. ‘We need an angle,’ Duo replied dragging Quat’s dress out and handing it to him. ‘What angle would you prefer?’ he grinned pushing the tension that had grown between them even further away. ‘Just put it on,’ Duo sighed pushing the ghost images of himself being slammed into a bathroom wall out of his mind and a solid wall between he and Quat in the process. He couldn’t look at him anymore at the moment as he’d just realized the real reason he’d taken him so passionately actually had nothing to do with Quat at all. Everything was getting messed up and he wasn’t ready to deal with it just yet so he offered his companion a small smile that he hoped was reassuring in some way and kissed him gently before producing the rest of his disguise. Quatre’s pink highlights glistened in the sun as he bounced down the road. It was amazing how much energy the change in persona’s had given him. He couldn’t seem to stop himself from twirling about making his skirt move and flow around him, his playful smile and happy giggles were making Duo grin in spite of himself and made him all that much harder to resist but he was determined that the next time he laid with him it would be without the visions of someone else’s striking, blue eyes. This didn’t seem like such a difficult concept at that moment while he laughed at the pirouettes he was doing in the middle of the road. It wasn’t until he stopped and dashed for the shoulder that he realized there was a truck coming. His heart went into double time for a moment as Quat had only just made it off the road when the huge, eighteen wheeler suddenly slammed on its breaks skittering and squealing, its breaks moaning while whatever it was hauling slammed loudly into the front of the trailer. Duo jerked Quat to his side wide eyed and fearful while the entire rig almost jackknifed right there before their eyes but in the end it only came to halt smoking and hissing like some ancient beast sitting quietly on the road ahead. There was a long pause while they waited then the passenger side door opened as if beckoning them. Well, the driver might be sore if he found out Quat was a boy but they’d deal with that when the time came. Right then they needed a ride so Duo hefted his pack, grabbed Quat’s hand and headed for the cab. ‘Thanks for stopping,’ he smiled helping Quat into the truck. ‘That was some pretty amazing driv...’ his words stopped cold when he got his first look at the driver looking up when Quat suddenly refused to move. He was no more than a boy himself. Thin with long auburn bangs and the deepest emerald eyes he’d ever seen in his life though only one of them was visible at the time as the other was tucked mysteriously behind his thick bangs. The three of them paused for a long moment before one corner of his mouth curled up just a touch and he said… ‘Get in.’ But neither of them moved for another three seconds. Duo finally snapped out of it and urged Quat to continue but he appeared to have lost touch with reality altogether. ‘Come on,’ he coaxed slipping his hands around his waist to lift him inside. The action finally pulled his mind back to the present and caused a wrinkle to appear in the young driver’s brow but they were settling in the seat beside him and Duo offered him his best amiable smile while he greeted him again. ‘Hi,’ he said noting how his emerald eye glanced at where he’d laid his hand on Quat’s thigh. ‘We’re headed west,’ he told him. ‘Where’re you dropping your load?’ he asked making sure the guy understood his position with the young lady by moving his hand to drape it around Quat’s shoulders. Quatre just blushed and looked very uncomfortable for the first time since Duo had met him. ‘Chattanooga,’ the driver replied getting them moving again. ‘Excellent,’ Duo smiled. That’d put them almost a quarter of the way there. ‘Where at?’ the driver asked. ‘Hm?’ ‘Where at out west?’ ‘Oh... L.A.,’ he told him pulling Quat a little closer just to emphasize that she…he... was already spoken for. ‘I’m Trowa.’ ‘Duo… and this’s Quat.hhhhrine… Quat for short,’ he smiled. Trowa grew silent for a moment looking thoughtful while he shifted gears, the bright little reflections of a small ball that dangled from his key chain catching Quat’s attention. He glanced at the little smile the dancing lights brought to the girls... boy’s face then back to the little silver ball before reaching up and snatching it off to present it to him. It chimed when he took it from his hand beaming as if he’d been handed a new born child. Duo didn’t miss the little grin on the green eyed driver’s face either while he listened to the soft music the little ball played while Quat turned it in his delicate hand and he couldn’t help but think from that point on, things could get very weird. ~ * ~ tbc... |
