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"I wish I were you "Written By: Lisa-chan Disclaimer: The G-boys are not mine. I only use
them for loads of fun and for putting them in compromising situations
and stuff. Rating: NC-17 Warnings: yaoi, Lime, Lemon, Yaoi, and all that
jazz ;p Pairings:1x2, 5x6, 2x4, 3x4 Summary: Everyone always sees Heero and Duo as the perfect couple. But what if Duo finds out that Heero’s extremely possessive and jealous? And what if Heero finds out that Duo has a not so secret admirer? Author’s note: This thing has taken me more than five years of my life, excluding the beta-reading, so I hope it will make you laugh and cry, it will make you hard or wet or horny or whatever, In short, I hope you’ll like it! :D Thanks to Lathroniel for the beta-reading.
"I Wish I Were You" 3. Sex education: lesson 1
“So, you see Q-baby? There are a lot of positions out there, but those are the three main positions,” Duo explained. “Yeah, I think I get it now,” Quatre said, nodding his head and doing desperate attempts to keep his hormones under control. So far, Duo’s expositions in all their glorious detail hadn’t caused anything more than two burning hot cheeks and more than a few sweats, and he would’ve liked to keep it that way. “Doggy style, straddling and missionary.” “Exactly,” Duo nodded. “So, wanna try them out?” Quatre looked up in horror. Judging by Duo’s face, he was serious! “Try… Try them out?!” he squeaked. Noticing the shocked expression on Quatre’s face, Duo quickly reached out and gave him a reassuring squeeze in his shoulder. “Oh no no… not for real I meant. Just pretending.” “Pretending? So we’re not gonna take our clothes off?” If you could consider what they were wearing ‘clothes’. “Of course not, now turn around. We’ll start with the first one.” “But Duo…!” “Hands and knees! Now!” Duo commanded sternly, although his eyes were still very playful. “O-okay,” Quatre stuttered. He hesitantly turned around and waited to see what Duo would do. His heart was beating madly, he was sweating and a sudden heat flooded his groin. What was Duo doing, what was he thinking, why was he doing this? He felt the bed dipping when Duo shifted to position himself behind him. Groin and ass connected, and he had to bite his lip hard to suppress a moan. His swimming trunks were shrinking rapidly and only god knew how he would hide his arousal when Duo made him turn around again. Digging his nails in the sheet, he forced himself to listen to what his friend was saying and stop all the fantasies from running through his head. Duo had absolutely no idea! “Some people don’t like doing it this way because of the lack of contact. It’s harder to embrace each other, and you can’t see each other’s face. But you see, this position enables a deep penetration because you have better access.” He gently grabbed Quatre’s hips and tilted them slightly to demonstrate. “At least, that’s how I experience it.” It wasn’t working. Throught the thin fabric of their swimming trunks, he could feel the shape of Duo’s cock nudging between his crack. Visions kept flashing in front of his eyes of him and Duo positioned this very way, only without the swimming trunks, joined and moving as one. “However, it’s a bit more difficult to pleasure your partner with your hand while you’re… well… busy,” Duo continued with a goofy grin. To Quatre’s growing dismay, Duo slid his hand to his lower parts. He held his breath when Duo’s hand approached the waistband of his trunks. Oh, he wouldn’t really…?! He stopped. Goodness, fortunately he stopped. God, why was he doing this? He hadn’t expected his ‘sex education’ to be quite this extreme. He wouldn’t have done it if he’d known. “You really have to reach around his hip, you see, and grapple for his peepee, but with a little practise, it can be really fun this way,” Duo continued. Quatre pressed his forehead against the pillow. It was unbearable to have him there behind him. He wanted him badly, wanted him to rip his trunks off and fuck him into the mattress. He wanted to submit to him, wanted him to use him in which ever way he pleased. But all he could feel right now was just a poor substitute of what was going on in his head. Nevertheless, he found that he was enjoying the warmth and closeness of Duo’s body. Only, it was the kind of enjoyment that could prove to be very bad for him. It wasn’t gonna go any further than that! He had to remember that! “And then another reason why people might like this position, is that they’re so vulnerable. It’s exciting. You don’t see what’s happening behind your back, and the possible usage of toys there make the whole thing even spicier. We’ll get back to the toys later, okay Q-babe?” Quatre didn’t trust his voice to be steady enough, so he only nodded. “Okay then. Next, the straddling,” Duo smiled, yanking at Quatre’s shoulder to turn him around. He chuckled at the yelp he got, seemingly oblivious of the expression the boy had on his face. Quatre gave a yelp of surprise when he was thrown on his back all of a sudden. He landed with his legs open, the bulge in his trunks completely exposed to Duo’s sight, and he stared at his comrade open-mouthed and with terrified eyes. Dammit! Stupid! His hormones, his desires for Duo, they were all so stupid! I’m so stupid! Quatre thought. “Duo, I’m… I’m sorry,” he said with a shivering voice. Duo frowned and looked at his friend. “Sorry? What for, little Q-baby?” Quatre’s gaze slowly hovered from Duo’s face down to his groin. Duo followed his gaze and locked eyes with an impressive bulge between the milky thighs. Slightly astonished, he looked back to Quatre, who was about to burst out in tears of pure shame. “It’s not because of you,” Quatre stammered. “It’s the position we were sitting in and… and how you spoke about it so fervently. I… was trying to imagine what it would feel like. Not with you!” he added quickly. “It’s okay, you don’t need to apologize,” Duo soothed him, pushing a few blonde locks out of Quatre’s face. “I can understand.” He took in the sight of the boy, flushed, aroused and extremely nervous, and suddenly got the feeling that he was no longer wanted there. “You want me to leave you alone for a while? We can continue this some other time,” he said softly. Quatre nodded, grateful for Duo’s understanding. “Okay.” He gave the boy a light squeeze in his shoulder and headed for the door, but turned around again with a mischievous grin on his face. “Say Q-babe, you’re not planning something naughty for Trowa by any chance, now are ya?” Blushing furiously, Quatre let out a nervous snigger. “Maybe,” he lied. “But please don’t tell him.” “I won’t,” Duo said quickly. “Oh, and Duo,” Quatre still called out as he was about to leave again. “I would very much appreciate it if you wouldn’t call me Q-babe anymore. My name is Quatre. And I know you like giving nicknames to people, I don’t mind you calling me Q, or Quat or even Blondie. But Q-babe is just so embarrassing.” Duo’s expression softened and he smiled. “Okay, if it bothers you that much, I won’t call you Q-babe anymore.” “Thank you,” Quatre smiled back at him, and with a relieved sigh, he watched him leaving the room and closing the door behind him. ~*~ Back on his way to the backyard, Duo spotted Trowa in the kitchen, snooping around in the fridge and placing a few things on the table. “Hey Trow. Waddya doin’?” Duo asked cheerfully, sticking his head through the chink of the door. Trowa briefly looked up and then directed his attention back to the contents of the fridge, closing it as he found he had everything he needed. “I was about to make dinner, but actually…” “Wow, it’s already time for dinner?” Duo said, staring at the clock in disbelief. “Man, I hadn’t even noticed.” “Well, time flies when you’re having fun, I guess. So, how did your education go?” Trowa queried. He was genuinely curious, but kept his voice and face neutral as he spoke. “Ah, curious, are ya?” Duo grinned, sauntering over to Trowa and lazily placing his arm around his shoulders. “I wouldn’t define it as curiosity,” Trowa said, wriggling away from the unwanted contact. “More of an interest in how Quatre did.” “Oh, Quatre did very well,” Duo smirked. He did have enough tact not to tell Trowa what the little blonde was doing exactly at that very moment. “He’s quite a quick learner.” “I see. And you’re quite a good teacher, I assume?” “Why, wouldn’t you like to find that out for yourself, Trowa? I can give you sex education if you want. Any questions you might have you can ask to the god of love and sex,” Duo sniggered, sneaking his arms around his silent friend from behind. “Duo, what are you talking about? And get the hell off me!” Trowa grimaced. Duo chuckled and allowed Trowa to tug his arms away. “I’m only joking Trow, don’t worry. Besides, you know I like being close to people.” “Well, I don’t. At least not that way. And not with you,” he mumbled. Those last words had barely been a whisper, but Duo’s sharp ears had picked up on them. “Say Trowa, is there something you’re not telling me?” Blushing fiercely, Trowa turned to the table, suddenly very interested in the curves and dips from the lettuce leafs. “There is, isn’t there?” Duo said, bouncing around Trowa. “I knew it, I saw it! You’re in love, aren’t ya? Is it Quatre? Is it? It is, isn’t it? Ooh, Trowa’s in love with Quatre!” “Stop it!” Trowa snapped. He was starting to get seriously embarrassed here! “Yes, I’m in love with Quatre, are you satisfied now? But don’t tell anyone.” “I won’t, cross my heart, swear it on Heero’s pretty face,” Duo said earnestly, with a solemn hand on his heart. “Man, all those secrets I have to keep.” “What secrets?” “Well, that Quatre… Um…” Duo’s eyes flickered briefly, and he quickly changed the subject. “So what are you gonna make for dinner?” “Well now, I’d almost think that there is something you’re not telling me, am I right Duo?” Trowa said, stalking over to Duo and seemingly determined to get the truth out of him. “Trowa, I told you just now, it’s a secret. I can’t tell you,” Duo sniggered nervously, backing away. “Quatre would…” “What about me?” Both boys turned to the door and saw Quatre leaning against the door frame with his arms folded in front of his chest, no longer wearing his swimming trunks, but dressed in a tight jeans and soft yellow shirt now. “Oh nothing, nothing at all,” Duo giggled. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I urgently need some good Heero-lovin’.” “Right. And I’m gonna get dressed before I start dinner. Oh, and Duo!” Trowa still yelled at the exuberant American before he disappeared into the backyard. “You’re making breakfast tomorrow!” “What?! Says who?” Duo snapped, swivelling around. “Says I, Heero and Wufei. And don’t try to work against us, Heero said he would punish you if you did.” “You assholes!” Duo yelled through the corridor. “This is our goddamned holiday and you know how much I like sleeping in! You’re doing this to bug me, aren’t you?!” “Of course we are,” Trowa chuckled, and made a quick escape to his bedroom. ~*~ Heero lay sprawled upon a lounge chair, arms folded behind his head, eyes closed against the sun. The warmth was comfortable, not too hot for the time of year, and the occasional breeze soothed the heralds of what undoubtedly would be a sweltering summer. Suddenly that cosy warmth was cooled as he felt a shadow hovering over him, and he blinked his eyes open, looking up to see the face of his lover. “Duo.” “Hey, hot stuff,” Duo smiled, straddling his lover’s hips and pressing a sweet kiss to his soft lips. “Hey, sexbomb,” Heero smiled back, running a loving hand over Duo’s arm. “So, how did your education go?” “Very well. But we’re gonna have to continue it some other time.” “Oh, why?” Heero said, arching an eyebrow. A glimpse of a grin flitted across Duo’s lips, but he changed his mind about telling the entire truth. He didn’t want to encroach upon Quatre’s privacy and embarrass the boy with it. “Personal stuff,” he said. “So, what’s this I’ve heard?” “What have you heard?” Heero murmured. “That I’m in charge of breakfast tomorrow?” “Oh that,” Heero smirked. “Yeah, that’s true.” “Oh that’s true, is it? You do know what that means?” “What does it mean?” Duo leaned over to Heero’s ear. “No morning quickie.” Heero gasped and a shiver ran through him. “Not necessarily,” he whispered. “Oh?” Duo said, straightening again with slight surprise. Reaching up, Heero in his turn bowed over to Duo’s ear. “I will help you. We haven’t done it in the kitchen yet, at least not during our stay here.” “Oh Heero,” Duo moaned. His eyes narrowed and a grin tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Say Heero, do you still need any sex education?” he said, rocking his hips into Heero’s groin. “I guess there are always things left to discover,” Heero breathed, feeling himself growing hard. “Then what the hell are we waiting for?” Duo said. He grabbed Heero’s hand and they both hurried inside. When they ran past the kitchen, they nearly bumped into Trowa, who had just changed and could finally start dinner. “Boy, you guys are in a hurry. Are you gonna get dressed for dinner?” Trowa said soberly. “Well yeah… eventually, probably,” Duo giggled, while Heero in vain tried to hide his arousal. Noticing what Heero’s hand was so desperately trying to cover, without much success however, Trowa heaved a sigh. “You two are amazing,” he said, shaking his head and disappearing inside the kitchen. Both boys chuckled and raced each other to their bedroom.
“Quatre, will you go tell Heero and Duo dinner is ready?” Trowa said, filling the plates with the salad he had made. “Sure. Where are they? Still outside?” “No, upstairs,” Wufei said, wrinkling his nose at the noises he had heard when he went to get dressed. “Doing what they’re best at.” “Oh. I see,” Quatre chuckled, though inside he was torn apart. A wound he couldn’t lick, that was ripped open again and again without getting the time to heal. As he stepped outside the kitchen and towards the stairs, he hoped with all his heart that they would already be done by the time he got there. But while he ascended the stairway, he could already hear them. His hand trembling, both from jealousy and agony, he knocked on the door and called them, in the hope they would hear him amongst their moans and screams. “Heero, Duo! Sorry to interrupt you guys, but dinner is ready!” “Nnnhh… C-coming!” he heard Duo yelling back. Quatre rolled his eyes. Oh, they were coming, alright! As quickly as he could, he hurried back downstairs, pausing for a moment at the kitchen door to soothe his rattled nerves and slip on a sunny smile before he would enter the kitchen. “What did they say?” Trowa said. “They said they were coming.” “Coming…?” Wufei queried with a suspicious frown. “Don’t ask,” Quatre said, while he went sitting down at the table and investigated the contents of his plate. He could see lettuce, chicken, paprika, and a whole lot of other stuff where he couldn’t quite put a name on. “Trowa, this looks good. What is it?” he asked, picking up his fork and poking around in it. “It really does, doesn’t it?” Wufei agreed. “Oh, it’s just some sort of salad I have made with things I found in the fridge and of which I thought they would match together. I haven’t tasted it yet, though. I hope it’s good.” “Shall we start already? I don’t think it will be anytime soon before our insatiable two are back,” Wufei said, sitting down as well. “Well, then you thought wrong, Wuffles.” Duo came bursting into the kitchen, followed by a rather embarrassed looking Heero. His hair was tied in a hasty braid. “And don’t call us ‘the insatiable two’.” “Alright, then you stop calling me Wuffles, Wuffie, Wu-man, or anything that’s remotely related to it, except for my actual name,” Wufei threw back at him, giving him a defiant glare. “Huh? Hey, that’s… That’s not fair! You know I give nicknames. That’s my thing, like you like to practise with your katana. It’s only for fun and… Heero, say something!” Duo said at last. “Well, the man’s got a point there,” Heero said meekly, shrugging his shoulders. “Say, whose side are you on?!” Duo shouted, placing his hands on his hips in mock anger. Quatre sat with his head leaning on his hand, disinterestedly chewing on a piece of chicked that had lost most of its taste by now. Duo and Heero’s skin was still pink and flushed, and shiny with sweat. Their clothes were all askew. He inclined his head and could smell the lingering aroma of Duo’s seed. With a twist in his gut, he realized that it might as well have been Heero’s. Duo sat himself down at the table next to Heero, and suspiciously eyed his plate. He thought it resembled something like rabbit food. “Trowa, no offence, but… What is that?” he said. “Oh, don’t worry, Duo,” Wufei said, his plate already half empty. “It looks a bit weird, but it’s really very tasty.” Duo took a tentative bite of the stuff and chewed it carefully. His eyes lit up with surprise. “Hm, you’re right, it is very tasty.” And soon his salad was reduced to only a few smudges of vinaigrette on his plate. “So, who wants dessert?” Four enthusiastic hands flew up in the air. “’Kay!” He jumped off his seat and grabbed Heero’s hand, dragging him with him to the sink. Bouncing back and forth between the fridge and the counter, he soon had everything he needed to make the perfect ‘dame blanche’. Fervently he started the task of making his scoops of ice cream as round as possible, while Heero opened the box of chocolate sprinkles, bottles of chocolate and caramel topping and the can of whipped cream. When Duo passed him the first bowl, he decorated it neatly. A few drops of chocolate topping had found their way to his fingers, and he quickly licked them clean, his eyes catching a somewhat surprised look from his lover. Duo was just about to finish the second bowl, when suddenly he noticed Heero’s fingers going into his mouth and a pink tongue swirling around them to wipe away something dark brown. Surprised at first, his eyes briefly narrowed with a fleeting touch of lust. Heero recognized the look in those mischievous violet eyes. He took the second bowl from Duo and quickly decorated that one too, ‘accidentally’ spilling some whipped cream on his fingers. Again, he drew them in his mouth, slipping on a seductive mask this time. Duo’s interest and desire were growing rapidly. He watched how Heero’s smudged digits once again disappeared into that luscious mouth. His blood was quickly travelling south again. A speck of whipped cream stubbornly clung to the corner of Heero’s mouth. Duo leaned over and languidly licked it away, pushing his tongue past Heero’s parted lips before swallowing and making the sweetness mingle with their own tastes. Heero kissed back eagerly and deepened the kiss, the contact causing his groin to stir. “Hey! No drool in our desserts!” they suddenly heard Wufei yelling behind them. “Shut up!” Duo grumbled back, reluctantly breaking free from the kiss. He decided to fix his remaining attention on the box of ice cream and empty bowl in front of him, but caramel covered fingers were shoved in front of his nose. He glanced aside and was met with a sultry look from Heero. “Suck them,” Heero whispered. Duo’s mouth promptly fell open and for a moment he had to remember to breathe. He took Heero’s hand in his and drew his fingers inside, suckling gently and savouring the taste. A low moan penetrated his ears and registered in his passion fogged mind. Was that Heero? Yes it was, and he was looking at him with lustful eyes… very lustful eyes. Heero gasped and his eyes slid shut when the warmth of Duo’s mouth enveloped his fingers. The thought of what else that mouth was capable of set him on fire and he couldn’t stop a moan from escaping his lips. Cracking his eyes back open, he gave his lover a look of which he was sure he’d know what he was aiming at. With difficulty, Duo struggled his way through a third bowl, passing it to Heero and watching while he quickly threw on the necessary decorations. When Heero was done, Duo grabbed the box of ice cream and the box of chocolate sprinkles and motioned with his head to the bedroom. Heero gave a nod of agreement, and snatching the bottles of chocolate and caramel sauce and the can of whipped cream, he followed Duo. He still caught sight of a banana in the fruit basket, and grabbed that as well. “We’re having our desserts upstairs!” Duo yelled, flying out of the kitchen with his lover. There was some head shaking and sighing going on at the table. “I wonder what they’re gonna do with that banana,” Wufei said. “I don’t even wanna know!” Trowa grimaced. “But honestly, can you believe those two?” “I know, right? It’s already the fourth time since we got here. The fourth time!” Quatre informed, sticking four fingers up to stress his point. “That we know of, at least.” “I really don’t know how they do it,” Trowa said, while he went to the counter to fetch the bowls of ice cream. “Surely it must be physically impossible to do it four times a day?” Wufei said. Quatre again shook his head and sighed. “You just wait. The day isn’t over yet.” “If you ask me, they’re aiming for the Guiness,” Trowa chuckled, while placing the three bowls on the table. “Well, at least they still made us dessert.” All three looked at the bowls with a dubious face. You could literally see it degenerating. The first one neared perfection. The second one gave a more floppy impression. And the third one, that was just a sludge of all the ingredients together. “So… Who’s taking that one?” Quatre said, pointing at the third one. “I’ll have it,” Wufei grunted, pulling the mishmash towards him. “Guess at least the taste will be the same.” Quatre was about to reach for the second one, but Trowa was quick to offer him the first one. “Here, Quatre. You can have this one,” he said, blushing slightly. Quatre looked up and had to chuckle when he saw the blush adorning his friend’s cheeks. “Thank you, Trowa. That’s very sweet of you,” he smiled, gratefully accepting the gesture. Rolling his eyes, Wufei gave an exasperated sigh. “Oh please! Don’t we already have enough with those two upstairs?!” he groaned. Faces turning bright red, they both chose to shut up and concentrate on their desserts.
To be continued…
Next chapter: Heero discovers the joy of Coïtus Interruptus, and Quatre receives some confusing signals from Trowa.
Preview:
When Duo’s fingers pressed around the base of his cock, and he stopped sucking again, his hand automatically lashed out against Duo’s ass. “Duo, what the hell is it now,” he hissed. Mildly shocked, Duo widened his eyes. “Ow Heero, you don’t have to slap me that hard!” He nonchalantly shook his hair out of his eyes, and took the can of whipped cream. “Needs more flavour.” “Are you implying that my cock isn’t tasty enough?” Heero grunted. It was followed by another slap. “Heero, god dammit! Next time, I’m tying you up!” “There’s not going to be a next time of this! Why do you stop every time I’m almost coming?” Duo sighed and glanced behind, shaking the can. “There’s a name for this Heero. I promise you’ll like it in the end.” “Oh yeah? Well there’s also a name for what I’m gonna do the next time you’re gonna stop. It’s called ‘pounding into the mattress’!” Heero’s threats were cut short when Duo sprayed the cold cream over his hot cock. He lusciously licked it off, and Heero arched up from the mattress. He felt Duo’s fingers spreading the cream between his crack, and the two sensations blended so delisciously together. tbc... Chapter 4 |
