Author: munky
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: 1x4x3 and combinations thereof
Genre: Gundam Wing shonen-ai romance, mentions of sex, analysis of relationship from Quatre's POV, WAFF.
Archive: MCY and Smoochies. Anywhere else, just ask first!
Author Notes: I just had to get this one out of my system before it rotted out my brains. ::ducks behind lurking rock::
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue. If you do? Well, f*** you very much too!

ON WIT DA FIC!!

Slow.

That's how I like my lovemaking. Nice and slow, with plenty of time to feel out the sensations of what's going on. My lovers are different in their tastes. Heero is fierce and passionate, demanding of me to give him what he wants now. He likes to take as well as be taken, but he doesn't know how to savor the moment, to make the feelings last. Trowa is even more eclectic; he's such a hedonist. He'd rather be used, to feel pleasure all the time than really be the one giving pleasure. Don't get me wrong, he isn't cheap. Nor is he, as Duo would say, a slut.

Now don't start getting the wrong impression about us, please. It's really not as if I, the head of Winner Enterprises, spend my days having sex. No, far from it. Heero and Trowa worry so much about the fact that I spend so little time at home enjoying their lovely company that they have bodily removed me from my office several times.

Of course, I didn't really put up *too* much of a fight last time, considering. I'll say this for certain; the car ride home was a bit longer and ahem, noisier than it usually was. I was surprised at Heero's spontaneity and Trowa's mastery at tying knots. Hmph, Trowa should have been in the Boy Scouts instead of a mercenary group when he was younger because he would have been a natural.

Our relationship isn't just a study in ruthless, mind blowing kink. There's love there; in fact if we didn't love each other at some level, I highly doubt this relationship between the three of us would have barely lasted a few months instead of several years after both Operation Meteor and the Eve War.

Trowa loves me because I understand him and his needs, but I don't smother him. I give him and Heero their space�it's their decision to keep coming back to me. He loves Heero for his loyalty and fiercely obsessive protectiveness. Heero has this way of making us both feel safe and wanted, like he�d give his life for us. And he has, several times during the war and afterwards.

Heero loves me for my innocence, something I don't quite understand. How can I be so innocent when I've succumbed to the vanity of revenge myself?[1] He's told me that my Zero experience didn't change me; that it was Zero that took over. I wish I could be so sure. He loves Trowa too, because he's not jealous of him and he truly wants to see Trowa come out and reveal his emotions. We know he has them; could it be that he's *afraid* of them? That's what keeps us together. Our love, our needs, and most of all, our fears.

I wonder what the future will bring for us. Will we be together, in our familiar loving cocoon, shielded from the rest of the world that still thinks we're the worst scum in the universe? On the other hand, will we break apart, as the old adage about "familiarity breeds contempt" says, like Wufei and Duo?

Quatre

A young blonde haired man sighed softly as he replaced his journal inside a drawer of the bedside table nearby. He smiled to himself as he gazed lovingly at the two forms curled up next to him in bed. All he could see under the mass of covers and sheets were two tousled, brown-haired heads, but that was still enough to comfort him.

He kissed the top of one head, then the other, knowing that neither would rouse, before turning off the bedside light and curling up next to Heero's warm back, falling asleep. The full moon shed her light on the three lovers, creeping inside from the wide French windows leading out to the balcony. It sneaked across the carpet and spilled up the bed set in the middle of the large room.

Gently, it illuminated the three forms, all now asleep, as the moon made her way across the sky, nice and slow like Quatre would have wanted it.

Additional Author Notes: This is what happens when I write a threesome story, have PMS, and am chalk-full of sour gummi bears at the same time. ^_^ Kawaii tho, ne? I love 1x4x3�::burbles and bounces:: Oh yeah, comments and constructive criticism can be sent my way while flames get fed to my evil kitty on those days I can't afford cat food. :P

One last thing: [1] Isn't this a familiar Quatre quote? It's cause I took it from the American manga version, book number six. Belongs to Yoshiyuki Tomino and co.

Ja ne!
munky

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