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"Bedayat Jadeda"Written By: The Plotting Housewife Disclaimer: Gundam Wing belongs to Bandai, Sotsu
and associated Parties. This work is written for pleasure not profit. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Threesome - M/M/M, Drama, Angst, Humor,
Fluff, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Rimming, Oral Sex, D/s, Kinks, Daddy
Kink, Dirty Talk, Overstimulation, Multiple Orgasms, Orgasm Delay,
Top/Bottom Dynamics, Rough Sex, Feminization, consensual restraint,
Disability, Porn With Plot Pairings: 2x5x4 and many variations of. Summary: Sequel to Heartbreak Café. Quatre tries to settle into his new relationship with Duo and Wufei, learning the dynamics of polyamory while still trying to overcome the demons of his past. Duo and Wufei are determined to heal his pain and make him realize that he is worthy of everlasting love. Bedayat Jadeda, translated from Arabic to 'New Beginnings'.
" Bedayat Jadeda" Consummation Quatre stared at the back of Wufei's shirt as he dangled upside down over his broad shoulder. The act of running across the parking lot jarred his body, forcing him to clench his teeth to keep from biting through his tongue as his two new lovers pounded the pavement towards Duo's truck. He still couldn't believe he'd said yes, though it was difficult not to believe it when he was being carried off for what he could safely assume was going to be an evening of incredible sex. His life had taken so many twists and turns in the last few years, it was difficult to keep up. It was challenging to reconcile that it was actually his life he was living and not someone else's. His head spun dizzily, though whether it was from the unimaginable prospect that he was in a relationship with two of his best friends, or from the blood rushing into his brain due to his precarious position, he wasn't sure. His stomach fluttered with excitement nonetheless and despite his best efforts, his cock began to swell and harden as it pressed into Wufei's meaty shoulder. Duo, predictably, reached the truck first and howled in victory, jumping up and down as if he'd just won some major championship. Quatre chuckled as he was gently set back down onto his feet, but clung to Wufei as the blood that collected in his head began to drain. His lover wrapped a sturdy arm around his waist and held him tight against his body and Quatre swooned again, but for very different reasons. He turned at the click of a door opening and met Duo's cheeky grin as he gestured inside the truck. "Your chariot awaits..." "Wait...what about my car?" "We can get it later. Hop in, baby. There are pressing matters to attend to." Quatre's body flushed giddily at being called "baby". He glanced down when Duo waved his hand in front of his crotch, noting the slight bow in his jeans and realized the braided man was having much the same problem. Quatre grinned and slid into the cab of the truck when Wufei urged him forward with a hand on the small of his back. It was pretty high off the ground and he appreciated the help when Wufei held his sides and boosted him up. His two lovers climbed in on either side of him as he buckled his seat belt. There was a certain kind of chivalry in the way they treated him and instead of it being a turnoff, he felt blissfully drunk by it. His fantasies coming true all over again. It reluctantly brought Trowa to mind. All of the romantic things he'd done in the beginning produced much the same feeling, only this time, there was a hint of taint to it. Less naïve and more jaded than he was before, he reminded himself not to get too carried away by the whirlwind of emotions resulting from the initial passion of a relationship. Keep a good, rational head on your shoulders, Quat. This likely won't last. Still, there was nothing wrong with enjoying it in the meantime. He was more than happy to bask in the elation of this newfound romance while he had it. If and when they tired of him, he would cross that bridge when he encountered it. He pushed away the doubts that this was merely a flight of fancy, and the fears that they too would abandon him, and focused on the here and now just like Adila told him to. You won't do yourself any favors worrying about what hasn't happened yet, little brother. Just go with the flow. He sighed and rested his head against the seat, smiling when each of his lovers rested a warm hand on his thighs. "So, what's the plan?" He asked, swallowing down a surge of queasiness when Duo took a hard right, narrowly missing another truck. Wufei was right. Duo was a maniac behind the wheel and the thought took him back to their war days when the braided man had been nothing short of a demon at the controls of Deathscythe. Duo's hand squeezed his thigh and he took his eyes off the road for longer than Quatre was comfortable with in order to give the blond a lecherous look. "We're taking you back to your place to consummate this here set up we got going." "Set up?" Quatre chuckled. "That's an interesting way to put it." Duo shrugged and swerved around a few pedestrians. Quatre squeezed his eyes shut when his mind drudged up the memories of being struck by the taxi. "Relationship, ménage à trois, whatever." "He has such a way with words," Wufei murmured. Quatre glanced at him and laughed at his exasperated expression. "I can tell," he said. He was a little unnerved when Wufei turned his head and gazed at him with intense eyes that shimmered with something that appeared dark and foreboding. A minute shiver shot through Quatre's body as he stared into those endless, inky depths. They were full of things Quatre had yet to learn, to experience, or even put a name to. They promised endless nights of unbridled passion, but in ways he still had yet to understand. "You have no idea," Wufei said, his voice low, gravelly. Quatre stared back in stunned silence, mesmerized, hopelessly curious, and a little frightened. What have I gotten myself into? His head swiveled to the left when Duo squeezed his thigh again. "By the time we're done with you, baby, you're going to be screaming our names." Duo drew out the word "screaming", sounding almost like a drawl, or more accurately, a growl. Quatre gulped and clamped his lips together to stop himself from voicing the second thoughts that surfaced in his mind. Don't be a wuss. You've gone this far so why stop now? He shook his head and braced himself for what was to come, though it wasn't easy when he didn't know what was coming. God, I hope I don't regret this. *** His stomach was doing somersaults by the time the truck pulled into his driveway and he could feel his limbs shaking a little with anticipation. What was going to happen when they stepped inside the house? Were they planning on hurting him? He realized as much as he still remembered the fighting techniques he'd learned during the war and from Trowa's teachings, he knew he was no match for Duo and Wufei who were easily fifteen to twenty pounds heavier and five times stronger. His crippled legs didn't help matters. He wouldn't even be able to make a run for it. He was a sitting duck. Jesus, Quat! Will you listen to yourself? This is Duo and Wufei. In what universe would either of them ever hurt you? Trowa did. ...Touché . He mentally slapped himself upside the head and berated the part of his mind that wanted to convince him his two new lovers had nefarious plans for him. I really need to stop being such a Debbie Downer. He glanced to his right and watched Wufei slide out of the passenger seat and turn, extending a hand out to Quatre. He exercised great mental effort to quell the shake in his hand as he reached for the outstretched one of his lover. As he swung his legs out to the side, Wufei grabbed his waist and lowered him down until his feet touched the cement. His exotically dark eyes widened slightly, leaning back to gaze at Quatre, his expression one of concern. "You're shaking." "I'm okay." "You sure, love? You seem nervous." Hearing Wufei call him "love" put him a little more at ease and were they really going to be calling him pet names like "love" and "baby" all the time? Fucking hell, I hope so. He brushed off the concern with the most reassuring smile he could muster and nodded. "I'm okay," he repeated, not really sure how to express what he was feeling. "Hey," Wufei grasped his hands and pulled him in close. Quatre's nerves settled even more as warm palms cupped his face. "There's nothing to be afraid of. We would never hurt you. You know that, right?" Quatre huffed out a long breath, the tension in his body finally melting away. What was I thinking? "Yeah. Yeah, I'm - I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm acting like this." He shook his head. "I'm being silly." Wufei stroked his thumbs over Quatre's cheekbones and he wanted to weep at the tenderness, the intimacy of the gesture. "No, you're not. I'm not surprised that you're nervous. This is something completely new and after everything you went through, I'd be shocked if you weren't nervous." "But, we'll do everything we can to ease your fears, baby," said Duo as he walked around the front of the truck and stood next to Wufei. His eyes were so soft, so warm and full of affection, it made Quatre's knees weak. "We're going to do our best to make you happy. That's all we want to do. Okay?" Shaky with relief, Quatre nodded and smiled. "Yeah. Okay. I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me." He chided himself for entertaining ridiculous notions that they were out to hurt him, feeling utterly stupid. Don't fuck this up, you idiot. You've barely started this relationship and you're already freaking out. Relax. "Don't be sorry, baby. We're gonna take care of you. From now on, that's our job and you know Gundam pilots take their jobs seriously." That trademark smirk was back and Quatre couldn't help but laugh. Indeed they did. "Well, I'll certainly do my best to make you both happy, too," he said, studiously ignoring the part of his brain that told him that was impossible. You tried that with Trowa, too. It wasn't enough. Nothing you do will ever be enough. "You already have made us happy just by saying yes," said Duo and Quatre's chest flooded with warmth. Not even Trowa was this affectionate. "Well, come on then. What are we standing around out here for? I'd say a celebratory drink is in order." Duo grinned and handed Quatre his cane. Quatre thanked him and smiled when the braided man linked their arms together. They made their way up the small path that led to the front door at Quatre's sedate pace, Wufei in tow behind them. He unlocked the door and had barely enough time to pull the key back out before he was swept off his feet, this time by Duo. He yelped in surprise and laughed as he was carried to the couch and deposited onto the cushions. "You've been working all day. Rest those weary legs and conserve your energy. You're gonna need it. Let Daddy Duo take care of you." Quatre jolted with shock and arched a cautionary brow at his lover. "Daddy?" Wufei dropped down beside him. "One thing you're going to learn about Duo, he's...well, he's a kinky bastard." "And how," came Duo's voice from the vestibule. Quatre could hear the clink of glasses. "What'll it be, boys?" "I'll just have wine for now," said Wufei. "White." Quatre was lost in his own little world. He wasn't sure how he felt about Duo referring to himself as "Daddy", though he blatantly ignored the fact that his groin throbbed with interest. Was this common? Did Duo do this a lot, or did Quatre entering the relationship have anything to do with it? Would Duo refer to Wufei as "Daddy", too? Was Quatre expected to call him, call them that? Wufei had said Duo was kinky, but just how kinky was the real question. How far did his kinkiness go? He tried to address his own issues pertaining to the use of Daddy in a sexual relationship. He distinctly remembered an argument he'd once had with Trowa. He couldn't recall what started it, but Trowa had viciously declared that Quatre had "Daddy issues". Knowing about the tumultuous relationship he'd had with his father when he was alive and how it ended, horrifically and with their issues still unresolved, it was a painfully low blow. He supposed Trowa was right though. But how would his issues with his father translate into his relationship with Duo and Wufei? Would he be able to compartmentalize it? Separate them into something in which he could indulge Duo and possibly even himself? He was startled from his thoughts when fingers grasped his chin and turned his head and he found himself blinking at worried black eyes mere inches from his own. "What?" "We were asking you what you wanted to drink, love. Are you sure you're alright?" Way to go, Quat. You're doing a real ace job here. He shook himself out of his fog with a little effort and smiled. "Yeah. I'm okay." "Tell me. What's wrong? Is it the Daddy thing?" "Quat...baby, you know I don't have to do that if it makes you uncomfortable," Duo said as he appeared around the corner, juggling three glasses of wine in his hands. "I don't want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable." Quatre took the proffered wine and thanked him. "No, I mean...it's not something I'm used to. I'm not opposed to it, or anything. It took me by surprise is all." "What else?" Wufei asked and Quatre wondered how he knew that wasn't all of it. He flushed in embarrassment and glanced away, taking a big sip of the wine and chose his words carefully. He huffed out a hoarse, self-deprecating laugh and shook his head. "It's just...Trowa. He told me once, during a fight, that I had Daddy issues." Duo settled down on Quatre's other side and he was grateful for the comforting hand on his back. "That's pretty cruel." He breathed a long sigh and swirled the wine around in his glass. "Maybe. But he was right, too. I did...do have Daddy issues." He chewed his lip as his mind was bombarded by the memories of watching his father sacrifice his life simply to prove a point to his wayward son. Quatre couldn't find it in himself to be angry at him at the time, too overcome with horror and grief. The anger towards his father didn't come until later. "He was a fool. A stubborn, idealistic fool who cared more about his legacy than he did me." He leaned back when Duo pulled him against his chest and closed his eyes when his lover pressed a kiss to the top of his head. "I'm sorry, baby." Quatre reclined against the solid warmth and relished the strong arms that wrapped around him, feeling safer than he had in years. "It's okay. It doesn't matter. The past is the past. Whatever my issues are, they have nothing to do with you." He craned his neck to look up into beautiful indigo eyes and kissed his lover's chin. "It's really okay. I'm fine with it." Duo didn't look convinced. "You sure?" "Yeah. Yeah, I'm sure. It just took me by surprise. It might take me a little time to get used to it, but it's really fine. I promise." "Well, if at anytime one of us does something that makes you uncomfortable, you let us know. Understand?" Quatre smiled and stretched his neck in search of a kiss. "I understand. I will let you know." "Good." Duo indulged him, closing his lips around the blond's. Quatre hummed contentedly, feeling his lover's fingers thread into the hair at the back of his head. He pulled away after a moment when Wufei's statement popped back into his head and he gave Duo a wry look. "How kinky are you exactly?" *** Wufei wasn't kidding, nor did he exaggerate. While Quatre had figured out how passionate Duo was from the sex they'd had the night before and early that morning, Duo had not demonstrated any of the kinkiness he exhibited now. Quatre wondered if his lover had simply held off until he was sure he was part of the relationship and that he was comfortable with kink. Duo was apparently into dirty talk and he seemed to really get off on referring to himself as Daddy, especially in the context of sex with Quatre. To Quatre's surprise, he found himself responding to the abject filth Duo slurred against his neck while Wufei went to work stripping him out of his clothing. The words went right to his cock which swelled and throbbed with every dirty word out of Duo's mouth. His opening twitched, yearning for penetration. He panted and moaned, in a sublime state of arousal and submission and he hadn't even been touched yet. He was still reclined against Duo's chest and he could feel the rumble vibrating his back when his lover spoke as well as the increased thumping of Duo's heartbeat against his shoulder blade. "You sweet thing. You going to make your Daddies feel good, hmm?" Quatre's head dipped in acknowledgement, already unbelievably horny and beyond words. "Yeah, that's right. You going to be a good boy for us? Mmm...your Daddies are gonna take good care of you." Quatre whimpered as his pants slid down his legs. He peeked through his lashes, watching Wufei pull the garment off his feet and toss it to the side. His palms, still rough with callouses from practicing with his swords, stroked up Quatre's calves and over his thighs, parting them as he moved up the couch and laid himself over the blond's body. Quatre trembled from the stimulation against his bare skin, the rough press of Wufei's clothing. The knowledge that he was the only one who was naked sweeping over him in an erotic rush of vulnerability. He bit his lip as Wufei pulled a peaked nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, grinding his still covered, but now rock hard erection against the crease of Quatre's hip. "You like that, baby? Does that feel good?" Quatre hummed and watched as Duo's hands reached out and lovingly brushed black strands of hair away from Wufei's face, tucking a lock behind their lover's ear. "He taste good, Fei?" Wufei groaned softly, the sound muffled against Quatre's chest. He pulled his mouth off and murmured, "Very," before sliding over and giving the other nipple the same attention. Duo pulled one of his hands away. Quatre watched it disappear behind his head and a moment later, hissed through clenched teeth when it suddenly grabbed a handful of blond curls and pulled. Quatre arched his neck, trying to ease the strain on his scalp, his eyes squeezed shut against the pain. Incredibly, the rough treatment somehow managed to increase his arousal tenfold. Duo's tongue slithered over his ear, his voice gruff, laden with dark lust. "Daddy Duo is going to fuck your tight little ass in a few minutes, Princess, but you're not gonna come, you understand? Because after I've fucked you, Daddy Fei going to fuck you. He's going to fuck you until you come all over yourself and then I'm going to fuck you again." Quatre keened, tears gathering in the corners of his eyes as he tried to nod despite the hand gripping his hair. He choked when it was pulled even harder and Duo's voice dropped to a dangerous sounding timbre. "Answer me, baby." "Y - yes." "Yes, what?" "Yes, please - ah!" His scalp tingled from the hard yank and he absently hoped he wouldn't go bald as a result of the pulling. Duo pressed his mouth against the side of Quatre's face. "Yes, please...what, Princess?" "Yes, please...Daddy?" He could feel Duo's smile against his cheek. "Good boy. Very good. Now, tell your Daddies what you want us to do to you?" "Fu - fuck me..." "You sure that's what you want, baby?" "Yes! Oh, God. Yes, that's what I want. I want it so bad...please." He blinked teary eyes when the hand in his hair disappeared and he gazed dazedly up at the ceiling, feeling overwhelmed and disoriented. His cock throbbed, oozing precome onto his belly. He was nearly mindless with the need to get fucked. Duo's dirty talk and roughness launched him into unprecedented levels of arousal. Trowa had never done that. He never talked dirty, was never rough, or pulled Quatre's hair. He was shocked at how strongly he responded to it, wasn't even aware it was something he needed. He shivered when Wufei lifted up off of him, a little chilly when the cool breeze from the air conditioner drifted across his overheated body. He blinked dizzily, his equilibrium disrupted as Wufei grabbed his hands and pulled him up. He stumbled on shaking legs and was thankfully caught in his lover's strong arms before he could collapse to the floor and likely smack his head on the coffee table. He clung to Wufei as his lover headed for the bedroom, carrying the swooning blond more than guiding him. Duo followed close behind, still murmuring his sexy repertoire, the sound reaching Quatre's ringing ears as he was taken to the bedroom where he knew he was about to be delightfully ravished. "Get ready for the fucking of your life, baby. What we did last night and this morning was mere child's play." Quatre muffled his moan against Wufei's chest, feeling deliciously helpless and loving every second of it. His heart pounded when he heard the click of the bedroom door close. He noticed the fading light beyond the curtains of his windows as Wufei laid him out on the bed and wondered how two hours had gone by without him realizing it. Time flies when you're having fun, eh Princess? He panted into the bedspread as he was rolled onto his belly and turned his head to watch his lovers undress each other. His Daddies, and how did that already start feeling so natural? He discovered that once he'd accepted it, it was rather easy to fall into his role. Maybe I'm just as kinky as Duo and just never realized it. Maybe I'm even kinkier than he is. He eyed the two men with rapt attention, drinking in the beauty of their bodies as their clothes fell away and he found himself wanting to watch them make love to each other. He chewed his lip when they kissed and was surprised that he felt no jealousy, not even a hint of resentment. He was more turned on than anything else as he watched them kiss and touch each other, listening to the soft rasp of their palms sliding over smooth skin. His body flared with a heady rush of adrenaline when they broke the kiss and turned their eyes on him. He felt wonderfully sensual lying in his supine position and without even being aware of it, his hips lifted off the bed, presenting them with his pert ass. He preened when he heard the twin growls coming from each of them, flushing with pride at the knowledge that he could cause such a reaction. Duo's arm wrapped around Wufei's waist, but his eyes were on Quatre when he said, "Look at him, Fei. Isn't he beautiful? And so ready for the taking. I swear, I am nothing short of a genius." Wufei broke character long enough to snort. "Don't let it go to your head." "I am, though." Duo crossed the room, stepping out of Quatre's line of sight as he moved in behind him. Quatre closed his eyes, trembling a little with anticipation now that he couldn't see what Duo was going to do. He turned his head forward and watched Wufei approach, coming to stand on the opposite side of the bed near his head. Quatre jumped when Duo's hands stroked over the backs of his legs, sliding up to cup his buttocks. His heart rate quickened as the cheeks of his ass were pried apart, biting down on a moan when Duo's hot, moist breath ghosted over his opening. "It was my idea to pursue you. I just had a feeling, after trying out other guys and none of them working...somehow I knew you were the one. You're so perfect for us, baby. So perfect. We're gonna make you so happy, Princess. We're gonna make you feel so good. You've done so much for everyone else. Now it's your turn to be taken care of. You're our baby, so just relax and let your Daddies take care of you." God, but Quatre nearly came just from the passionately spoken words, the lovingly uttered pet names, and the heat of Duo's breath over the sensitive skin between his buttocks. He reached beneath himself and gripped his cock as it tried to pulse, squeezing it almost painfully and tamping down hard on the impending orgasm. He managed to stave it off, but had to keep a tight grip on it when Duo's mouth descended down and suckled at the throbbing rim of his opening. He unleashed a long, heart-felt moan at the hot, wet suction over his most erogenous place and bit down on the bedspread, gnashing the fabric between his teeth. His mouth dropped open in a silent scream as Duo's tongue pushed through his opening, agonizingly erotic, but not able to touch the place deep inside that was begging for stimulation. He mewled and rolled his hips, pushing against Duo's mouth in a desperate, but fruitless attempt to relieve the itch inside his body. Duo pulled his mouth away with a loud smack of his lips and Quatre yelped when teeth sunk into the supple flesh of his buttock. "Oh, Duo - Daddy, please. I need it." He could hear the smirk in Duo's voice when he said, "Need what, Princess? What do you need?" "Ah...inside. I need it inside." He felt the tip of a wet finger circle the rim of his opening and he nodded frantically against the bed. Sweat was breaking out on his forehead and he fumbled with a trembling hand to push aside the damp bangs plastered to it. "Yeah...yes. Touch me inside. Oh, God. I need it so bad." He dimly registered how pathetic it was that he was almost crying with need, but was too horny and too desperate for penetration to really care. "This what you want, baby?" "Unhnn...yeah..." He choked as the finger slid inside, meeting no resistance. Duo pushed it in as deeply as possible, his knuckles pressing against the soft flesh of his ass. Quatre wiggled his hips, trying to get the tip of that finger to touch the place that made stars burst behind his eyes and screamed when it crooked and grazed the concentration of nerves. "Oh! Oh, fuck...yeah." It wouldn't satisfy, only one of his lover's cocks could accomplish that, but it still felt so fucking good. His cock pulsed again and his hand, which had gone lax when Duo was licking into him, clamped around the base as he remembered his lover's words. Oh, fuck. He said they're both going to fuck me. Don't come. Not yet. Don't fucking come yet! He pried his eyelids open when a hand threaded into his hair and peered at his other lover who had been silently enjoying the show up till now. Wufei held his cock with one hand while the other traveled down the length of Quatre's face. He hooked a finger in the blond's mouth, pulling down his jaw and forcing him to open up. Quatre's saliva glands kicked into high gear and he drooled over the tip of Wufei's finger, flicking over it with his tongue and tasting the salt of his skin. He mewled in disappointment when Duo's fingers disappeared, but was encouraged to hear the rustling of a condom wrapper. Oh, fucking finally! Wufei stepped forward, guiding his cock towards Quatre's mouth and he opened wide for it, laving the sensitive flesh with his tongue as it slid deeper between his lips. He closed his eyes and savored the exotic flavor of his black haired lover, suctioning his mouth when Wufei retracted his cock, and relaxing it when he pushed back in. He relished the sound of Wufei's soft groans and reached out with his free hand to massage the smooth balls that hung beneath, smirking in triumph when he felt the slight tremor travel through Wufei's body. He jolted a little, giddiness surging in his belly as Duo's hips pressed into the open space between his thighs. He was so worked up, so damn ready, and he moaned when Duo's hand pulled aside a buttock and guided his cock to the tightly whorled opening. Quatre's body flushed with heat as the tip pushed through, sending lightning bolts of pleasure across his nerve endings. He forced his muscles to go lax to ease the burn of initial entry and mewled, finally feeling deliciously full as Duo's hips came to rest against his ass. Duo leaned over his back, kissing the knobs of his spine so lightly, it bordered on ticklish. Quatre squirmed under the feathery touches and groaned when Duo's teeth bit down on his shoulder blade. He was already sure that his buttock was branded with a bite mark and wondered how many would decorate his skin by the time they were finished. Duo's tongue soothed over the bite and the rumble against Quatre's back when he spoke felt so intimate, he wanted to weep from the overwhelming influx of emotions. "Fuck, baby. You feel so fuckin' good around my dick. So warm and tight for your Daddy, ain't ya?" Duo husked against his skin, punctuating the statement with a push of his hips and Quatre was convinced he was going to lose his mind before this night was through. Duo's voice sounded like liquid sex dipped in dark chocolate. "How's that feel, baby? My cock feel good inside you? Yeah, you were made for this, weren't ya? Made for cock. Mmm...I'm gonna fuck you so good, sweetheart. And when I'm done, Daddy Fei is gonna make you scream." Quatre's eyes rolled back into his head and he drooled around Wufei's cock. His own cock was ready to burst and it was only by the sheer force of will and the desperate clutch of his trembling fingers squeezed around himself that prevented him from spilling over the edge. He wanted so badly to come, torn between letting go of it, rubbing it against the bed until he climaxed, and wanting to obey his Daddy. The latter won out though it was a close race and he kept his fingers tight around the base, focusing on pleasuring both of his Daddies which was his highest priority at the moment. He wiggled and rolled his hips, dying for delicious friction and the carnal slap of hips against his ass, silently begging Duo to just move already. Duo chuckled, his voice deep and raspy and then he lifted up, his hands gripping tightly to Quatre's sides. He began a slow retreat, pulling away until only the tip remained inside, then smoothly slid back in. He picked up the pace incrementally until he was fucking into the blond with a moderately steady tempo, grunting with exertion and the tight grip of Quatre's ass. "God, Fei. Look at him." Quatre's body flushed, loving the way Duo talked about him to their other lover. He could only imagine how he looked, spread across the bed with his head hanging off one side, his legs spread and dangling off the other, bite marks on his skin, his ass upturned, and his opening stretched around the braided man's cock. "Look at our little Princess. Such a little cockslut, ain't you baby?" Duo voice was labored now as he thrust vigorously into the blond. Quatre couldn't believe how much being called a "cockslut" turned him on, but the body didn't lie.God, but that's exactly what I am. He was so far gone in his role, his fantasy, that all rational thought flew right out the window. He nodded eagerly and sucked Wufei's cock in deeper, opening his throat and relaxing his gag reflex. He savored the fingers that tangled in his hair, pulling slightly, and the hoarse groans as Quatre took Wufei deep inside. "Fuck yeah, he is. Damn, baby. You are so good at that." Up until now, Wufei had left the dirty talk to their vocal lover and Quatre was surprised when he finally spoke up. His body flared with heat and he whimpered as he listened to the most undignified litany spill from the lips of the normally self-contained man. "You look so beautiful when you're getting fucked. You are so fucking hot like this." Quatre choked a little, his eyes crossing from the heady words and the firm press on his prostate as Duo picked up the pace, bouncing his body back and forth over the bed. He remained precariously on the edge of orgasm, perpetually at the agonizing peak before tumbling down into the abyss, without the relief of release. He'd never felt anything like it before, was barely cognizant of the world around him beyond the excruciating pleasure centered between his thighs. His senses were on fire, feeling like he was on the verge of incinerating and he idly wondered if it was actually possible to get your brains fucked out. He was virtually mindless, a creature made up of feelings and sensations. He couldn't have strung a coherent sentence together if his life depended on it. Duo fucked him hard, his hips pistoning at a dizzying speed. Quatre felt as though he was on the brink of losing consciousness and the hand that gripped his cock began to loosen as the rough fucking destroyed his ability to multitask. His eyelids fluttered and his body went limp, his head drooping from the strain of no longer being able to hold it up. Wufei held it up for him and plunged his cock between lips lax with incoherence. Quatre's fleeting awareness surfaced just enough to remind himself not to come a split second before Duo shouted, a loud emphatic curse, and ground himself against the blond's ass. His fingers dug harshly into Quatre's hips and the slight pain roused his fading mind. He blinked blurry eyes and dimly registered the twitch of his lover's cock inside him, realizing he was coming. Duo kept his hips flush against Quatre's ass, groaning long and low and shuddering with aftershocks. He bent down and kissed up his spine until his mouth reached the blond's impish ear. He huffed against it, the labored breaths tickling the fine hairs around Quatre's nape. "Baby, you are fucking amazing," he said and rotated his pelvis in a way that made Quatre's toes curl. "You didn't come, did you?" Quatre shook his head as much as he could while it was still held in Wufei's grip and Duo moaned his approval against the blond's creamy shoulder. "Good boy. So obedient. Such a good boy for your Daddies," Duo drawled, dipping his tongue into Quatre's ear. "We're not done with you yet." Quatre almost wanted to cry, so overwhelmed with sensory overload, he wasn't sure if he could continue. He hadn't come yet, but he didn't know how much stimulation he could take before he simply passed out and how embarrassing would that be? Wufei seemed to sense his trepidation and gently pulled his cock out of Quatre's mouth. "You think you can keep going, sweetheart? Or do you want to stop?" That was the other dilemma. He didn't. Despite the near pain of his current condition, it was the most incredible pleasure he'd ever experienced and as worn out as his body already was, it was craving more of the same. He wiped the excess drool from his lips and chin and shook his head, working the stiffness out of his jaw. What the hell. There's no turning back now. Let it be said that Winners never do anything half-assed. "No. No, don't stop." Fully immersing himself into his role, he gazed up at Wufei, imploring with his big, baby blues. "Please fuck me, Daddy?"
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