Quatre awoke very slowly the next morning; a grin slowly making it's way over his face as he thought about what had happened the night before. He'd learned that Heero had an odd fetish and he'd had sex for the first time. He looked at Trowa's still sleeping face and smiled warmly. *Am I really sure I'm ready for this?* He asked himself. He shook his head lightly. *I'll take what I can get...* Heero opened his eyes as he heard Quatre's breathing patterns change. His own breathing didn't change, nor did he tense, but when Quatre looked at him his eyes were open and focused on him. "Good morning." Quatre grinned before he sat up and stretched.

Heero followed Quatre with his eyes, his fingers flexing over his gun as he ran his leg higher up Trowa's rubbing against his groin with out a conscious thought. "Good morning." The reactions he gained were an awake and softly moaning Trowa and a sigh of pleasure from Quatre. Heero tilted his head back. "Hello there." He moved his leg a little more as he ran his fingers idly over his gun. It would have been strange for him not to be touching it while he was doing these things; it just wasn't in his makeup just yet.

"Hi." Trowa breathed the reply as his slid his eyes open to see Heero's. *What a nice way to wake up...*

Heero gave them both a small smile, then rested his cheek back on Trowa's chest as he heard Quatre's reaction. That was slightly unexpected. So he moved his leg down a little, just to be sure. Trowa groaned again, his free hand starting to run up and down Heero's back lazily. Quatre in turn moaned lowly and leaned back, resting his own head on Trowa's chest as well. Heero smirked slightly as he discovered himself correct, and he did the only thing that he was going to count as initiative in this little interesting game he was playing with the other two, he clicked the safety off his weapon.

Trowa opened his eyes to look into Heero's as he heard the sound, silently asking. Quatre slowly began to rub his hips against Trowa's moaning softly as he did so. Heero tilted his head back with the slightest quirk of lips, uncertain just what reception that would be getting. He wanted to experience more, but he was leery of the entire orgasm idea. Trowa smiled ever so slightly and rolled over, forcing Quatre off so Trowa could give Heero a big good morning kiss. He even took it a step farther as his hands moved in to fondle Heero's nipples. Heero gave a startled groan, fingers tightening on the gun as he rolled onto his back, bringing the weapon to rest across his chest as he returned the kiss. He even arched his back a little into the touch that Trowa was giving him through his shirt.

Trowa grabbed the gun a moment later, sticking it into Heero's waistband. "We'll keep it there for now, ne?" His mouth descended on Heero's neck, giving it sloppy kisses between licks. Quatre was laying one his side next to Heero now, his hand running over Trowa's body, and alternatively Heero's. Finding his hands suddenly free, Heero trailed them up against Trowa's chest, just letting himself melt into the attention. He even tilted his head back, dark blue eyes sliding shut with a small groan as he submitted tot he attention.

"Mm... Heero..." Trowa moaned and made a move to take off Heero's shirt, with Quatre helping. He gave Quatre a small smile of pleasure over the acceptance that Quatre returned. Quatre suddenly sat up and leaned over Heero, he wanted to kiss him. He touched his nose to Heero's and just waited. Heero lifted his back and shoulders slightly off the bed to aid the pair.

He'd gotten as far as his shirt off before and he didn't mind, then he saw Quatre hovering just there... He leaned up a little, giving a sweetly shy press of lips to the blond boy. Last time *he'd* been the one trying to kiss instead of being kissed, he'd been tackled. Quatre smiled amongst the kiss, grabbed Heero's face gently with both hands and pulled him closer to kiss him more deeply. Heero parted his lips invitingly, leaning further up into the caress with a soft groan. He didn't try to take control of it, instead just pulling up on his elbows as he licked over their bottom lips in invitation to the other boy. Quatre gave a tentative lick back before slipping his tongue into Heero's mouth, moaning slightly as he did so. Heero whimpered softly, returning the kiss fully. While he felt the gun against the belly, he didn't care about being in charge. It was a strange thing, but he just submissively melted up into Quatre.

"Mm... Seeing you two kiss..." Trowa licked his lips as he whispered softly. He pulled himself off of Heero fully and encouraged him to turn towards Quatre. Heero took Trowa's shift away to wrap his arms around Quatre's shoulders, his dark shimmer touched gaze flecked ever subtly with silver. Trowa wouldn't have seen it before, but in the morning light with his aroused state, it was shinning in the deep blue depths of his eyes.

Quatre grabbed Heero's waist and pulled him closer still, moaning as Heero's body made contact with his own, arched up into his pull. Heero whimpered as his aroused state and the gun tucked up above it finally made contact with Quatre's bare skin, the gun pressing into the both of them. How he was balancing when most of him was hovering off the bed was a slight mystery. Quatre took advantage of the bowed position as he began to slowly suck on the neck displayed in front of him. Heero shivered in Quatre's grasp and he tilted his head back with a soft, pleased whimper as his arms tightened around Quatre's shoulders.

Trowa moved then, pushing both boys back towards to the pillows at the top of the bed and sat them up, Heero straddling Quatre. He moved to sit behind Heero and placed his hands on top of the brunet's clothed thighs, caressing softly. He began to kiss the back of Heero's neck as he caressed his legs. Heero, suddenly indecisive over where to make it easier to feel, solved the problem by tipping his head to the side, his voice coming out in a soft groan as he released Quatre with one arm and looped it around Trowa's neck to hold him close. Trowa moaned again, louder this time as he slid his hands up to Heero's waistband where the gun was still placed. He rubbed one free hand over the gun and pushed it swiftly further down into Heero's pants, as his other hand played with Heero's nipple. He scooted closer to feel his own body pressed tightly with Heero's.

Quatre got a little jealous of being left out and leaned forward over Trowa's shoulder seeking his lips. His hands joined with Trowa's in play on Heero's nipples. Heero made a small sound, lifting his hips up to encourage Trowa's actions with the cooled metal, as well as hoping to slide it where it had been the other night. He gave another hard shiver of pleasure as Quatre started to toy with his nipples as well. Trowa leaned over to give Quatre a deep kiss, while giving Heero's gun another small push, feeling his hips lift. He pulled Heero into his own lap, then tried to grab Quatre to pull his body closer.

Heero's shift into Trowa's arms brought the gun into just the right place and he let out a low groan, tipping his head back against Trowa's shoulder in pleasure. Trowa laughed softly as he realized he'd found that spot. His hand stopped pushing and trailed down the front of Heero's body, cupping his groin and squeezing ever so slightly. Quatre felt the reaction and he began to kiss down Heero's body starting at his neck. He kissed one of Trowa's hands still playing with Heero's nipple, and kissed Heero's navel, tickling it with his tongue before kissing down Heero's still clothed thighs. Heero fluttered his eyes shut on a whimper, hips lifting unintentionally into the touches as he felt then. He was so responsive... It was odd that he could deal so well with pain while being that way.

Quatre moaned as he felt the reaction in his body. He lifted himself to take possession of Heero's lips again. His hands rested on Heero's waistband, he wanted to take them off, but what would he do with the gun? Heero returned the kiss, leaning his head forward again with that simple action, as his lips opened instantly, his hips canted up into the hands touching him. Trowa, meanwhile, had not stopped his kisses and licks on the back of Heero's neck, beginning to rub his hips into Heero's. Heero leaned further forward into Quatre's kiss, giving Trowa more room to work as he unwrapped his arm from him, instead wrapping both around the blond. Quatre broke the kiss to pull away and smile at Heero and it was slightly lopsided and his eyes were half closed with pleasure. Heero growled, actually *growled*, as Quatre pulled back away from him, his arms tightening as he leaned further forwards. He leaned enough that Trowa's kisses drifted from his neck to his back and Heero shuddered in pleasure as he felt it. He hadn't expected that...

Quatre shivered as well and leaned back further, toppling back into the bed. "Trowa..." he moaned. "Do that again." Heero leaned after Quatre, his eyes closing again as Quatre made his demand to Trowa. Whatever Trowa had done really had felt good...

Trowa was baffled, they both were lying on the bed now, and Quatre was giving him a look like 'well? What are you waiting for?'

Heero finally cast a shy look over his shoulder. "Could you... Play with my back?" Trowa blinked before giving in and leaning over both of them, began to kiss up and down Heero's back, whilst kneading his backside slowly.

Heero melted up against Quatre, a hard shudder and a low groan escaping him. It was the fastest reaction that had been gotten out of him yet, and it was astounding that it was such a simple thing. Trowa very nearly laughed, but caught a hold of himself at the last moment, before he began to trail his tongue up and down Heero's back. Heero dropped his head against Quatre's shoulder to further his melt, a sigh of pure pleasure crossing his lips as he arched his back a little into the wet caress. Quatre grabbed Heero's shoulders and arched his back forcefully from below Heero. Heero leaned into the movement, whimpering. Quatre's action was shoving the gun against his groin as his back was pampered. He about lost all thought then.

Quatre moaned Heero's named loudly and grabbed Heero's hips and began to rub his own up into them. Heero shuddered into the mutual attentions, feeling that now slightly familiar feeling build. The second he felt himself nearly his peak, he rolled out from between the two quickly. Quatre moaned *Loudly* In disappointment at feeling Heero roll away from him. Trowa fell down on top of Quatre, suddenly and grumbled. Heero rolled to his back and settled into place beside them, his blue eyes almost completely encompassing the black and he was panting. He didn't want to repeat that last part, it was like a bad timer, and he'd go as long as possible without experiencing it again.

Quatre shoved Trowa aside, then immediately sat up and turned to Heero. He placed a gentle hand on Heero's stomach. "Heero?"

Trowa growled as his facial features hardened. *Just when I'd been having fun too! Argh! Why me?!*

Heero groaned as Quatre's light hand encountered his sensitive skin. That just felt too good. He sank into the bed eyes closing. His movements had jarred him from the brink of orgasm rather effectively.

Quatre felt incredibly confused by the shift. First Heero was extremely aroused, then panic, now arousal again. He didn't know what to do. He left his hand where it was, and asked again. "Are you alright?" He didn't move, and held up a hand towards Trowa who was ready to pounce them both.

Heero nodded a little, his eyes falling closed. He could think again. "Yes... Something different though, please? I don't want to risk... That." Heero gestured down at himself. He'd do very well with a cock ring, question was, did either of the other two know what one was?

"Something different?" Quatre tapped his chin for a moment, and turned to Trowa.

Trowa shrugged and crossed his arms over chest and huffed. "Tie him up?" He suggested only half jokingly. He couldn't think of anything at the moment.

Heero cracked his eyes open. "Don't you have anyway to keep that at bay? I'd be ever so happy." He was otherwise limp on the bed.

"OOH! I know!" Quatre shouted and suddenly leapt from the bed. "I'll go get it. You wait here." he grinned and leaned over to give Heero a quick kiss. Heero returned the kiss as much as he could in the short time, giving Quatre the most adorably confused look. Trowa cleared his throat and looked up at Quatre, who laughed and leaned over to give Trowa quick kiss before dashing from the room still naked, only wearing a bright smile.