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It has been a while since I write a PWP lemon, hopefully you'll enjoy
this one. Happy reading.
Title : Wicked Advice
Author : Akuma
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Pairings : 2x1
Rating : NC-17
Warning : Lemon, PWP
Disclaimer : GW characters are not mine.
Note : This is a (belated *sweatdrops*) birthday present for
Nagi-sama.
Wicked Advice
It was one morning in the safe house. A frowning Quatre walked into
the kitchen and suddenly his face brightened at the sight of one of
his comrades.
"Duo."
"What's up, Quatre?" Duo Maxwell answered, keeping his attention on
the triple sandwich he was making.
"I need your advice." The blonde answered as he sat down on the chair
across from Duo's.
That got the braided boy to stop his activity. He looked at his friend
who had sat across him with wide eyes. "My advice? What for?"
"Uhm.." Quatre squirmed a little, looking uncomfortable. "How do you
manage to get Heero more talkative?"
Duo blinked, his sandwich forgotten. He studied the fidgeting blonde
and grinned widely. "Let me guess, this is about Trowa, huh?"
Quatre blushed, telling Duo he guessed correctly.
"So you want to make Trowa more talkative?"
The blonde nodded.
Duo looked thoughtful for a while. "Look, Qua..."
"Morning." A firm greeting cut Duo's sentence. Both he and Quatre
turned to the door to see Heero walking in. A sly smile appeared on
Duo's face at the sight of his lover. He turned to Quatre and mouthed
'watch this'.
Quatre watched with wide eyes as Duo grabbed the Japanese boy and
placed him on his lap.
"Du..." Heero's protest died as Duo seized his mouth and proceeded to
give him a very hot morning kiss. Not stopping with just his tongue,
Duo's hands also strayed. One was around Heero's waist, keeping the
Japanese boy still and the other was slipping beneath Heero's black
spandex. Unfortunately the table's surface prevented Quatre from
seeing his friends' lower bodies. However it didn't take a genius to
know that Duo's hand had gone to cup Heero's butt.
"Hmpph.." A protest from Heero at the same time as Quatre saw
something black sail across the room. The blonde blushed as he
realized the black flying object just before was Heero's spandex.
Having an ex-pickpocket as a lover had some advantages, especially in
activities that needed stealth and hand flexibility. Quatre doubted
Trowa could get rid of his khaki pants as fast as Duo did to Heero's
spandex. Hmm...... that was one thing to prove later.....
The Japanese boy suddenly jerked up and broke the kiss. "Duo.... No...
Ahh..." Heero threw his head back and arched his back forward.
Blushing, Quatre guessed it had something to do with what Duo's hand
was doing below, probably a finger had crept inside Heero....
"You're still wet with me inside, Hee-chan." Duo purred while Heero
gasped and jerked up once again. Quatre bet his Trowa-plushie that it
was Duo's second finger making its way into the Japanese boy.
"Wet, but tight. You're exquisite, Hee-chan."
"Duo, no... stop.....aahhh."
Another jerk from Heero told Quatre that Duo had three fingers inside
Heero now. The Japanese boy was writhing in pleasure right now and
Quatre noticed Duo's hand that had been on Heero's waist before was
now sneaking beneath Heero's tank top. From the indentation the cloth
made against the hand, Quatre could guess that the hand was teasing
Heero's nipple. The blonde glanced upward to study Heero's expression
and saw his Prussian blue eyes were clouded with passion. It looked
like Heero had forgotten that Quatre was in the same room as him.
Suddenly the blonde saw Heero's eyes widen and his mouth opened,
eliciting loud gasp.
"Found the spot." Duo chuckled.
"Ah naahhh DUO!" Heero's body jerked up repeatedly as Duo prodded his
prostate again and again. Quatre swallowed at the erotic scene before
him. His wide eyes almost missed Duo's hand leaving Heero's nipples
which were now hard, judging from twin little nubs that stuck up from
the green tank top. The straying hand went lower and Quatre caught
himself a second from rising up to see what the hell was going on
beneath the table. He didn't need to do that though, because a few
seconds later, both of Duo's hands came up and grabbed Heero's waist.
"Time for riding, Hee-chan." Duo nipped at his Japanese lover's ear as
he lifted Heero up and pushed him down.
Heero's blue eyes opened wide and his mouth elicited a loud yell which
Quatre translated as the pure pleasure of being penetrated to the hilt
by Duo. It looked like Duo was quite big that Heero lost his breath at
the impalement. However Trowa must have been bigger, Quatre quipped
inwardly. The blonde thought Duo would keep on like a train once he
had Heero sheathed around him. To his surprise, the braided boy sat
still, hands firmly on Heero's waist.
"Duo... move..." Heero whimpered as he squirmed on Duo's lap. He tried
to lift himself up but Duo's hands on his waist held him still. Heero
glared down at his American lover. "Move or omae o korosu."
Ah, the famous words and glare were used even in bed. Quatre was
amused but not surprised when Duo didn't seem to be affected with
them. Sneaky Shinigami was glare-proof, especially when it came from
the so called Perfect Soldier. It even might work as a turn on for
Duo.
"Now now, you know what to do, love." Duo chided as he licked his
Japanese lover's neck. "Tell me clearly what to do and I'll do it. Not
just say 'move'. What if I move you like this." Duo pulled Heero's
waist forward, getting a gasp from his Japanese lover. "Or like this."
He pushed Heero backward, again gaining a gasp from Heero as his cock
anchored the Japanese boy's lower body from following his upper body's
movement.
"Up. up." Heero shouted hurriedly. "Lift me up, Duo."
"Yes, love." Duo grinned his devilish grin and lifted his lover in an
excruciatingly slow motion.
"Fas....fast...." Heero mewled as his sphincter unsheathed Duo's cock
millimeter by millimeter. "Faster!"
Duo pulled Heero up and off of his cock in a second.
Heero gasped loudly as he was empty suddenly. "Not that fast, baka!"
"Ah sorry, love." Duo smiled mischievously and pushed Heero back down
on his cock.
"AAH!" Heero arched his back as he was impaled to the hilt once again.
"Let's try again, shall we. I still remembered that you asked me to
lift you up." Duo started lifting Heero up again in a speed Quatre
found out was slower than the first time.
"Bas....taaard..." Heero hissed at the slowness. He swallowed as if
organizing his words then spoke out. "Lift me up at twice the speed
you're at now. When you feel your tip is about to come out, push me
back down with the same speed I requested. Repeat this when you have
gone till the hilt inside me. Keep the speed stableeee..." The last
word was uttered in a yelp as Duo wasted no time carrying out Heero's
instruction.
Quatre's jaw had dropped in Heero's second sentence. This was the
first time he heard Heero talk that much. From the way Heero phrased
his words carefully, Quatre could guess this wasn't the first time Duo
had done this. The blonde didn't want to imagine what had happened
during the past sessions when Heero hadn't managed to phrase his
sentence like this moment.
'Probably getting his ass sore since Duo must have insisted practicing
till Heero got the instructions right.' Quatre groaned as his own
thoughts betrayed him.
Quatre gave the braided boy two thumbs up for making the usually
silent boy speak that much as he watched Duo impaling Heero up and
down on his cock. So the key was the sex, huh? He only needed to tease
Trowa by doing a wrong maneuver so Trowa had to correct him, thus
making him talkative. What a great idea. Quatre brightened and without
second thought, he darted out of the kitchen to find his tall lover.
He did think to snatch Duo's triple sandwich on his way out, though.
Wufei, who was reading a book on the living room, just raised an
eyebrow as a blonde whirlwind zoomed past him and headed upstairs. He
tried not to remember the word 'Tro-bunny' the whirlwind had shouted.
He didn't need such information. In his effort to forget what he was
hearing, he focused on other sounds which he found out was much much
worse. Groaning in misery, he closed his book. When he passed the
kitchen door, he hurried his steps and decided to stay in Nataku
tonight. The door closed hard behind him, leaving the living room
empty and silent, except for the faint sounds that came from the
kitchen.
"Faster, damn it."
"This fast?"
"Ahhh, not to fast! Two inches per second!" (1)
"Yes sir."
"Harder!"
"This hard?"
"More harder! Add the speed till three inches per sec!"
"Yes sir."
"Haar.... aah....der! When you have come, stay inside! Wait five
minutes and then take me back to the bed without slipping out of me!"
"Bossy little thing........ "
~Owari~
(1) Don't ask me why Heero uses inch/sex.....I mean, inch/sec!
*blushes and hides inside her turtleshell*
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