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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 7 It was pushing dark when they finally emerged from the ravine to find their other two companions cuddling peacefully in the shade of a large rock. Trowa turned analyzing eyes on him the moment he was within view as if taking an inventory of his limbs whereas Quat was a lot less subtle and flew into his arms openly checking him for any signs of damage while he tossed critical glances and heated glares at their newest member. Wufei took it in stride while Duo assured his lovers that he was indeed more than a little bit fine and they had nothing to worry about. Things were relaxing into a more comfortable state when he dropped the bomb that set everyone off again. ‘WHAT?! What’dya mean he’s coming with us?!’ Quat gasped looking at him as if he’d lost his mind. ‘Duo,’ he added more reasonably pulling him aside. ‘He killed a man back there!’ ‘And saved our collective asses in the process,’ Duo reminded him but he didn’t seem all that reassured. ‘Look... I trust him… and to be honest,’ he added glancing back at the silent Chinese addition who was leaning casually against his bike. ‘I really want him to come along,’ he admitted. ‘But we don’t even know him!’ Quat hissed. ‘We know him as well as we did Trowa,’ Duo pointed out. Quat opened his mouth to argue but couldn’t seem to find any retort so he just closed it again. ‘I’m sorry if he makes you nervous,’ Duo told him. ‘But,’ he glanced back at him again. ‘I’m not gonna ask him to leave.’ ‘What about us’ Quat asked indicating Trowa and himself. Duo just grinned. ‘I was kind of hoping you guys might... you know... warm up to him.’ ‘What?’ Quat growled low in his throat but Trowa raised a brow and considered their new companion. ‘Hey,’ he called to him gaining his attention. ‘You do bottom?’ ‘Depends on who’s top.’ ‘Works for me,’ Trowa smiled into Quat’s astounded face. ‘What?’ he asked after a time. ‘If your holding the whole he killed someone thing against him then you and me probably ought to sit down and have a long talk,’ he told him. ‘Y...You?’ Quat gasped. ‘Would you have shot him if he was going to rape Duo... or me?’ Trowa reasoned. Quat looked thoughtful for a long moment then slouched resignedly. ‘Relax,’ Trowa told him taking him in his arms. ‘There’s no rush,’ he reminded him. ‘I... don’t think I like him,’ Quat said softly starting slightly when the subject of the comments tone sounded right behind him. ‘Too bad,’ he said gently leaning in close enough to his ear for him to feel his moist breath while he spoke. ‘Because I like you.’ Trowa’s mouth curled up at the corners when he felt the shiver run through the little blond’s body. ‘Hn,’ the newcomer mused turning his head so that his nose was buried in his hair. ‘Pink smells good on you,’ he told him pulling away and leaving him trembling in Trowa’s arms. ‘What?’ Duo asked when Quat began to chuckle. ‘Father was right,’ he told him. ‘Harems aren’t such a bad idea,’ he laughed. ‘Your father keeps a harem?’ Wufei asked. ‘Three, actually,’ Quat replied. ‘One in Arabia, one in America and one in Japan. He spends part of the year away from home so…’ ‘So that’s why you were ok with it,’ Duo smiled but Quat just shrugged. ‘They’re looking for you,’ Wufei informed them confirming that he knew who he was. ‘And they’re onto the pink hair and female disguises,’ he went on making all of them tense up. ‘I saw it on the news yesterday,’ he explained. ‘What do we do now?’ Quatre sighed. ‘I guess you need a new color,’ Duo mused in a tired tone. ‘Leave it,’ Wufei suggested. ‘Hiding isn’t the answer,’ he explained. ‘Besides,’ he grinned. ‘It really does suit him.’ ‘Yeah, but it’ll make us easy to spot if they’re onto us,’ Duo reasoned. ‘Not if you hang with me,’ Wufei countered grinning widely while he straddled his bike and tossed Duo a pair of shades. True to his word he kept them all safe by taking little traveled back roads and purchasing a pack of bandana’s that made it hard to tell if Quat’s hair was blond, pink, red, white or some mixed up jumble by the time he finished tying them around his head. It kind of resembled a really sloppy turban but Quat seemed to like it very much. Using the back roads meant it was taking twice as long for them to move across the country so they were still in Nevada when it came time to make camp which, by a happy coincidence, Wufei had amble supplies for. They also found a bottle of rum, a bag of weed and forty dollars in the saddle bags of drugies bike. Duo snagged the cash, Wufei the bottle and Trowa tossed the weed into the fire they’d built and let it burn. They were all feeling pretty good about an hour later as the bottle was mostly empty and the weed had given them a nice contact high. Quat was just finishing up one of his more amusing stories about the oddities of growing up in a palace when Duo suddenly got the urge to sit in Wufei’s lap, a development he was only too happy to accommodate while he pulled him tight and went to work on his collarbone immediately. ‘You’re such a slut,’ Quat laughed tossing a wrapper from their evening snack at him while he kissed Wufei deeply. ‘And you’re not?’ Trowa purred snaking a hand around his waist and suddenly gripping his groin. ‘TROWA!’ he gasped laughing while he struggled in his arms. ‘Is this what you want?’ Wufei asked softly in Duo’s ear. He had all but forgotten the antic’s of their friends in favor of the thick blanket of heat being with him granted him. ‘I think so,’ he replied loving the way his mouth felt on his neck, the heat of his hands and gentle strength in his fingertips. ‘Then you must bring him to me,’ Wufei whispered. Duo’s smoldering, violet eyes shifted to gaze upon the couple. Trowa had managed to pin the squirming blond down and was quickly sucking all the humor out of his lungs through his mouth. ‘He doesn’t trust me,’ Wufei went on. ‘If this is really what you want then we’ll have to prove to him that I’m worthy,’ he said raising his hips a little to emphasize his point. ‘You’re hard,’ Duo grinned. ‘You’re hot,’ Wufei countered. ‘But I haven’t even stoked the fire yet,’ he smiled stretching out his rather impressive body while he slowly slipped his shirt over his head. The action and image of his smooth, tanned, toned skin being slowly revealed caught the attention of everyone in the camp while Wufei ran his golden fingers up the taunt expanse and Duo dropped the shirt on the ground and proceeded to use his entire body to kiss him. ‘Damn,’ Wufei groaned running his hands over the smooth body that was softly undulating on his lap. The slow, controlled, circular movements of his sinfully delicious body quickly drove away any thought of anyone else in the world while he dug beneath the unwelcome barriers that barred him from the delights he so willfully desired. Duo stole a peek over at his other lovers while his current delved into the delicious expanse of his firm chest. He had yet been challenged with the need to openly seduce any one of them but Wufei was right, if he didn’t fry Quat’s brain a little he was never going to come around. Even though Quatre was watching intently while Trowa worked on building the fire inside him Duo could see the hesitation in his eyes. It wasn’t something he was ok with, if he decided he wasn’t ready to go there with Wufei then he’d call it off but he couldn’t help but hope. All he had to do was show him that he was sincere and the best way he could think of to do that was to let him taste that sincerity himself so he took a chance, smiled and held out his hand to him. He could see the uncertainty in his blue/green eyes and was just about to rescind the offer when he closed those big, beautiful eyes and joined them. Trowa rolled to the side and allowed him his freedom hanging back like a watchful sentinel just in case there was a need while Quat took Duo’s hand and let him pull him close enough to kiss. Wufei pushed things up a notch slipping his hand up Quatre’s hip and he hissed slightly shivering a little at the feel of his fingertips on his back as he made his way up his shirt. ‘I’ve never seen anyone kill someone before,’ Quatre told him while Duo maintained the soft motion between them and nibbled soothingly on his neck. ‘I’d do it again if you were being threatened,’ Wufei promised. ‘That’s what frightens me,’ Quat replied. ‘It’s alright to be frightened,’ Wufei told him pulling him gently, cautiously from Duo’s side. ‘But you have no need to fear me,’ he said softly folding him into him, his mouth just a hairs breath away from his trembling lips. ‘I could never harm anything as pure and... honest as you,’ he told him. ‘I’m not honest,’ Quat replied breathily. ‘Yes you are,’ Wufei countered, the intensity of the moment urging him onward. Duo’s slim hips softly moving on his lap, both of their slender bodies pressed up against him and Quat’s sweet lips just within reach. ‘If I were honest I’d…’ ‘You are.’ ‘I’d…’ Trowa smiled when Quatre finally gave into the desire and kissed him. Wufei folded him in between him and Duo where they quickly bent to driving him utterly insane. It was one hell of a show that ended with Duo in Wufei’s lap and Quat in Duo’s and Trowa was very impressed with new members ability to pull that one off without dumping either of them on the ground during climax. It didn’t appear all that comfortable after the fact, however, so the trio ended up sprawled on the ground in each others arms anyway. ‘You’re a... generous man,’ Wufei grinned at their emerald eyed companion while he extracted himself from the mix. ‘Not so much,’ Trowa countered. ‘I think he’ll need a rest,’ he grinned. ‘Who said I’m waiting for him?’ Trowa smirked pushing himself up to crawl across the ground toward the still flustered Wufei. ‘What’re you?’ Wufei chuckled. ‘Super seme?’ ‘Something like that,’ Trowa smiled raising up on his knees while he undid his pants. Duo and Quat laughed out loud when Wufei swore at the sight of his equipment which was at full mast after watching the threesome encounter. Wufei actually crawled half way out of the camp before Trowa caught him and took him to heaven and back. By the time it was over Duo was feeling very much up to another round and made a mental note to make sure and pick up some more of that green gel in the next town they stopped in because the way he was feeling they were going to be out before dawn. He woke the next day feeling the warm rays of the sun on his skin while memories of the long night titillated his mind even before he opened his eyes but they snapped open wide when instinct told him something was amiss. “Duo?” Quat groaned blinking blearily having been awakened by Duo’s sudden tension, Wufei and Trowa slowly becoming aware and distancing themselves from the comfortable knot they had made during the night while glaring up into the smugly amused faces of no less than four, beefy, middle aged cops. “You boys picked a hell of a night for a daisy chain,” one of the burly officers laughed making his comrades chuckle. “We were just camping for the night,” Duo told them hurrying to cover himself while his friends did the same. “Is there a problem?” he asked shifting in front of Quat as the one with the men’s beady eyes was leering at him rather severely. “Campin’?” “Looks more like rump rootin’!” Duo and his company were forced to hold their tongues in the hope that things wouldn’t get out of control but he definitely didn’t like the way the one was looking at his little, blond lover. “We’re just passing through,” Wufei evenly intoned taking up a spot between Quat and their visitors with Duo. “We’re ya now?” the biggest one asked grinning in a way that made Trowa join his lovers in a united stance. It didn’t do them any good in the end as the local police appeared to be just bored enough to give them a hard time but they knew if it went on too long they were bound to figure out who Quat really was. The slight blond had been uncharacteristically quiet during the trek into Bullseve, a tiny town just east of the California boarder. They were told they were being brought in for questioning but when Officer Burk informed them they would be required to wait in separate cells Duo came undone. “This is bullshit!” he shouted while two of the burly men wrestled him into a cell. “Why are we being held! We haven’t done anything!” “Are we being arrested?” Wufei snapped only just barely controlling his rage while he was separated from Quat and Trowa who were shoved into the last cell together. “Just shut up and sit down!” Burk growled clanging his club on the bars violently. “I want my phone call!” Duo growled trying to snag him when he went by but he only laughed. “We didn’t do anything!” “Oh, we know who you did,” Milton, Burks subordinate, laughed closing the heavy, iron door that separated the cells from the office. “Shit!” Duo growled kicking his small bunk. “Calm down,” Wufei sighed. “We have to get out of here,” Trowa interjected holding Quatre protectively to his side where he hid his face and clung to him tightly. “Quat?” Duo breathed coming as close as he could get. “It’ll be alright.” “They’ll come for me,” Quat whimpered. “They’ll take me back.” “Not if we can help it,” Wufei reassured him but none of them seemed at all sure of the statement. “Ok,” Duo sighed sliding down the bars of his cell. “We’ll just have to wait them out.” “You think their just hazing us?” Wufei wondered. “I think they’re bored shitless,” Duo snorted. “They’ll have to release us or give us a phone call then we’ll find a way out.” “What if…” Quat began but seemed unable to speak any more of the thought. “I don’t think they’ve caught on yet,” Duo told him. “Just stay low and don’t look anyone straight in the eye.” “I won’t let them take you,” Trowa promised pulling him close to kiss his hair. Duo and Wufei exchanged a meaningful glance but neither ones gaze was as steadfast as they wanted it to be. They were forced to occupy the small cells where they spoke softly and tried to keep Quat calm throughout the day. When evening came Milton brought them each a plate of rice and a large sausage then laughed his ass off while he left. Duo demanded vehemently that they be allowed to use the phone though there wasn’t really anyone he could call. He just wanted a chance to help his friends escape but no matter how loudly he protested no one would open the cell. Night came bringing some small comfort when Quat fell into a light slumber. Wufei had leaned up against the fall wall of his cell where he sat on his bunk and dozed while Duo lay glaring a hole in the stone wall. “…good thing Mattie don’t keep tabs on you like that,” Milton’s voice came to them somewhere in the midnight hour making Wufei crack an eye and Duo sit up. “Shut up and get the keys,” Burk grumbled stumbling through the door with an emergency candle in his hand and Duo was suddenly on his feet. “Heeeeey,” Milton grinned drunkenly swaying badly while he turned up a long, brown bottle that made Trowa, Wufei and Duo glance warily at one another. “He’s even prettier when I’m drunk,” he laughed staggering back when Burk jerked the keys from his hand. “Get the cuffs,” he told him going to unlock Duo’s cage while Wufei slowly sat up, the look in his ebony eyes smoldering with barely restrained fury. Trowa was calmly watching but Wufei could feel the heat coming off him while he discretely laid a hand over Quat’s ear where his head rested in his lap. “What’re you doing?” Duo asked keeping clear of the door when the two men entered. His eyes darted here and there looking for a way around and out the door but they filled the cell almost completely with their large bodies. “Never could figure you fudge monkeys out,” Burk laughed reaching for him but he managed to dodge and tried to squeeze around him but Milton was there and suddenly had a hold of him, his meaty arms clamping down on his chest. “Get off!” Duo growled kicking out but though he fought they were quite a bit bigger than him and eventually overpowered him. “Relax,” Burk panted apparently enjoying the fight while he forced Duo’s arm up and cuffed it high on the bars. “It ain’t nothing you ain’t used to,” he laughed excitedly when Duo bucked and tried to get free. “Hold him!” he growled when his jaw exploded in pain and Milton stepped in securing Duo’s free hand to the bars as well. “Settle down,” he chuckled running his hand down Duo’s side to his hip. “We don’t wanna hurt ya. We’re just curious to learn what’s so special about a pretty boys ass!” he laughed roaring jovially with Milton when Duo thrashed though it didn’t stop them from wrestling his pants down but they stopped fearfully when Wufei suddenly hit the bars hissing and spitting like a rabid pit pull. “Back off!” Milton snapped trying to hit his hands with his club only to have it wrenched away and turned on him. He’d taken three hits to the upper body before he managed to back out of arms reach then barked when the club bounced off his head nearly knocking him out. “Fuck,” he groaned rubbing his head where he sat on the floor while Burk laughed at him. “That’s why I told you to leave that one alone,” he chuckled returning to his task of removing Duo’s pants until an ear splitting scream cut through the dim light. “DUOOOOOOOOO!” “Quat,” Trowa soothed trying to pull him off the bars where he was doing his best to squash his slight body between them. “NO! Get away from him!” Quat snarled trying desperately to free himself. “Shut him up!” Burk commanded drawing his pistol and placing it against Duo’s throbbing temple and Quat went ape shit hitting the bars of the cell with brutal force until Trowa managed to get his arms around him and pull him to safety. Burk stared for a moment apparently bewildered but gathered himself and ordered, “Keep him quite if you want this one back in one piece.” “Touch him and I will see your skinless bodies sun baked on the Dunes of Sauldir,” Quatre warned in a tone that stopped Burk cold. “Quat,” Trowa tried but it was too late. “Where’s Sauldir?” Milton asked stupidly. “It is a place where the wicked have been punished for centuries in my homeland,” Quat told them. “You would be wise to unhand him.” “I don’t know who the hell you are,” Burk snorted turning back to his task. “But if you’re that hard up we’ll play with you next.” “I am Quatre Raberba Winner,” the slight blond with the pink highlights said ringing a very large bell in both Burk and Milton’s minds. “Holy shit,” Milton breathed looking suddenly horrified and just a little green around the gills. “Release him,” Quatre demanded. “You’re that prince everyone’s been looking for?” Burk laughed but he stepped away from Duo. “I am,” Quatre confirmed shaking Trowa off when he tried to grip his arm. “Now open these doors and release us.” “Slow down, Milton,” Burk laughed pulling him up short before he could obey. “If what he says is true then we have an obligation to hold him until the Fed’s can come get him.” “But,” Milton breathed leaning in to hiss, “What about him?” he asked glancing back at where Duo was still cuffed to the bars. “Get him down,” Burk instructed. “No harm done,” he grinned at Quatre who was still trying to bore a hold in his face with his eyes. “You should let us go,” Duo enthused moving away from the cell wall when his hands came free. “He meant what he said. He’ll have you skinned alive.” “He’ll be in Arabia before dinner and we’ll be long gone,” Burk laughed hitching his arm over Milton’s shoulders. “Or didn’t you know there’s a two hundred thousand dollar reward for him?” he chortled ushering his suddenly smiling partner out the door. “Damn it!” Duo swore kicking is bunk again but it didn’t do anymore good than the first time.
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