by Hex
"Quatre?"
"Yeah?"
"Have you ever wanted to sleep with a guy?"
Quatre rolled onto his side to look at Duo. Duo was still staring up at the sky. Duo was fascinated by the way the moon looked from Earth. Duo had demanded they go up onto the hotel roof to look at the sky. The temperature was cool, but not uncomfortable and they had stretched out on the roof, side by side.
Duo moved so he could look at Quatre. He propped himself up on his elbows and looked Quatre in the eye. A flicker of hurt then anger ran across Quatre's face before it smoothed out and became a soft, sad smile.
"You have then," Duo murmured. He tilted his head to the side and studied Quatre's direct stare. "You've definitely thought about Trowa." A sideways glance and a sharp swallow. "Not Trowa?" There were a few rapid blinks before Quatre's expression smoothed out again.
"No, definitely Trowa, but not just Trowa." Duo felt a smile curve his lips. Quatre's chin went up a notch. "Me, you want to fuck me."
"You asked," Quatre said pointedly. He rolled back onto his back and glared at the stars. "Ursa Major, Ursa Minor." Quatre put up his fingers and drew an imaginary line, "Ori-" Quatre paused and Duo rolled up next to him.
"Why not now?"
"Duo, I don't-"
"I asked, remember?" Duo let his eyebrows go to his hairline as he cupped Quatre's face in his hands. That was all it took to get Quatre's lips on Duo's.
Quatre's hands went up Duo's shirt and traced the outlines of muscles. Quatre's finger combed light spatters of chest hair as he pressed Duo back onto the roof. He raked his hands down Duo's chest as he settled himself between Duo's legs. Duo's legs were around Quatre's hips before he could consciously think about the action. Duo arched up as Quatre ground down.
Quatre shifted away to pull Duo's shirt up. He pressed hot open mouth kisses on Duo's belly then began to mouth Duo through his pants. Duo grabbed Quatre by a handful of hair and dragged him back up for a kiss. Duo arched his back up to encourage Quatre. Quatre let out a low noise and began grinding his hips down on Duo as roughly as he could. Duo pawed at Quatre, raking his nails down Quatre's back. In the back of his mind he knew that he would leave marks, even through the heavy cotton of Quatre's shirt.
A part of Duo wished they were in a well-lit room, just so he could see the colour rising in Quatre's face. He could see the stitch between the blond's eyebrows and how he tried to swallow his own moans as they worked towards orgasm. Quatre rocked and rubbed himself against Duo. Duo sunk his fingers into a buttock, guiding Quatre to rub against him just the right way. Duo pressed his lips against Quatre's cheek and moaned. They both jerked against each other frantically and came nearly at the same time.
Quatre collapsed on Duo and took several deep breaths. Quatre pushed himself up on shaky arms and sat away from Duo. He pulled his knees to his chest and looked up at the sky.
"Quatre? Hey, come on, you wanted it. I know you did. You enjoyed it, what's wrong?"
"The four of you," Quatre said, slowly. He held clutched his knees more tightly to his chest. "It's only the four of you."
"Only the four of us what?" Duo asked, bewildered and sated.
"You four are the only guys I've wanted to sleep with. The only /people/ I've wanted to sleep with. I shouldn't be surprised. You're all stuck in my heart." Quatre unfolded himself to rub absently at his chest. "I can't seem to block you out."
"Hey, come here," Duo said and moved to slid himself around Quatre. He slipped a leg in under Quatre's and curled the other one to make a circle on the ground around his friend. He wrapped his arms around Quatre and rested his chin on the blonde's shoulder.
"I know how much you love Hilde. I can't ignore it. I can feel it." The admission was made with sad eyes. Quatre closed his eyes and then looked back up at the stars. "Trowa loves me, really loves me but he's just not ready for it yet. He's still hurt and he needs to be with Catherine for a while. To him, that's his family. He needs that right now. Even though I know how he feels I can't ask for it yet. I have to wait, be patient, but it's so hard when I can feel everything so strongly."
"Yeah, I do love Hilde. There's nothing to be done for it. I was completely screwed the minute I saw her." Duo admitted. He tightened his hold on Quatre, "But I still love you. It's a different kind of love sure, but it doesn't mean I don't want to..."
Duo trailed off and slipped a hand quickly between Quatre's legs.
"Are you joking? I've seen Hilde with a Glock."
Duo couldn't help the throaty laugh he gave.
"Scary, isn't she?" Duo couldn't keep the smug tone out of his voice. "My girl's a scrapper and I'm not talking about what she does for a living."
"Definitely has a good right hook," Quatre agreed.
"Look Quatre, I don't know about the other guys, but you're not the only one who feels it. I don't know if I just guessed or I sort of knew, but we've all got soft spots for each other. Who knows, maybe we've all been jonesing for each other."
"Not quite," Quatre said, a smile quirking his lips.
"Hey, no fair. You get to cheat with this shit." Duo sulked. He wanted to ask, but knew Quatre would never tell. Duo sighed and hugged Quatre tighter for a moment. "I bet Hilde would share."
Quatre laughed at the leer Duo shot in his direction and gave the brunet a smack upside the head.
"Yeah, but can you?" Quatre challenged.
"Hey man, fuck you." Duo dropped his hands away from Quatre.
"I knew you wouldn't want me to touch her," Quatre gave Duo a smirk as he poked his tongue out.
"You're rich and a better kisser than I am. Touch my girl and die." Duo jabbed Quatre in the arm as he spoke.
"Duo?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks."
"I'd do anything for you and you should bloody well know it." Duo kissed the shell of Quatre's ear.
"I know." And Quatre smiled.
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