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"The Three of Us "Written By: Miss Murdered Disclaimer: I don't own the GW characters - am just borrowing to torment for my amusement Rating: NC 17 Warnings: m/m sex of varying degrees of smuttiness,
two dudes, three dudes, masturbation, voyeurism as well as angst,
sap and bad language Pairings: 1x2x3 but all combinations of that in
pairings as well as in a threesome context. Summary: An ongoing series of short drabbles exploring the dynamics and complexity of the 1x2x3 relationship. A/N: This is an ongoing series of short drabbles
that is my attempt to explore how the 1x2x3 relationship would work.
I will update semi–regularly with three chapters at a time told
from Duo, Trowa and then Heero's perspectives. Some will be feelsy/angsty,
some will be porny, and some will be sappy. They have no chronology or order apart from the
fact it is set post–EW. Beta'd by ELLE "The Three of Us " Watching Trowa tugged at his dick lazily, licking his dry lips,
his eyes riveted on the screen in front of him. He was sat against
a plush headboard, his laptop between his spread legs in some random
hotel on L1 watching Heero and Duo fuck. The view was perfect, Heero's laptop, Trowa guessed,
on the dresser opposite so that he could see all the action as it
happened. When Duo stripped for Heero, when he went down on him and
now, finally, when Duo rode him, moaning and cursing as he did. Heero was sat on the edge of the bed, Duo straddling
him and from the cameras view, Trowa could watch as they moved against
each other, Heero's hands all over Duo's back, wandering down to ass,
that alluring braid moving with each powerful thrust of hips. Trowa felt his own control start to slip, stroking himself
faster, his hand creating a loose tunnel that he moved his hips against,
imagining how it felt when he was inside Duo while Heero fucked them
both. Duo moaned, then, threw his head back and gave a little
wink towards the laptop before returning his attention back to Heero.
Now, with Duo's little tease, Trowa knew he wouldn't last long, his
orgasm building, the head of his cock wet and his hand increasing
in speed. "Fuck 'Ro," Duo said in encouragement and
he heard the answering grunt. He could see they were reaching their climaxes, Heero
grabbing for braid, pulling Duo's head roughly to the side and biting
down on his neck - a move Trowa knew well - Heero could get a little
bitey when he climaxed, an act of marking the one he fucked. They both were moaning and Trowa gave himself a few
more fast hard strokes and he came, sticky and hot, watching as Duo
arched his back and Heero snapped his hips up one final time. He let go of his dick then and watched them panting
against each other, sharing the lazy post-coital kisses that Trowa
was so fond of until they separated and Duo walked over to the laptop. "That do it for you, babe?" "Better than porn," he answered and raised
his sticky fingers to show the evidence. "Damn, I wish I was there to lick it off,"
Duo said with a wink. Trowa moaned at that, imagining Duo's tongue, his mouth,
his little smirk and the noises he would make. It was then Heero approached
too, wrapping his arms around Duo from behind - Duo leaning back into
his chest for comfort. "We miss you," Heero said, serious and softly. He gave them a little smile, tried not to be jealous
as he imagined what they would do after they disconnected the link
– showering together, sliding into their bed and falling
asleep together. Across the distance of space, of Earth and L1, Trowa
answered quietly but put all the meaning he could into his words. "Miss you, too." |
