By quicksylver
Sequel to Fairytale by request.
Standard Disclaimers apply Warning: 4x5 with angst and lemon.
Enjoy!
They would sleep by the fire, cuddled together in a blanket. They laughed and talked like two normal sixteen year olds would. They would work in comfortable silence as they patched Sandrock up enough to fly it back to the hanger. He sighed as he fired the thrusters. Two days of happiness that he would treasure the rest of his life. For back at the safe house stood the war and worst than that... at the safehouse stood Trowa Barton. He didn't know how Trowa stood with Quatre but he would soon find out.
During the time they spent together they had avoided the subject altogether but he already knew what was going to happen. Quatre would run into the tall pilot's arms the moment they set down and he would be left holding a broken heart in his hands.He viciously wiped away the hot tears that were blurring his vision. What did he expect, the blonde hadn't said a word since breakfast, it was clear what he felt. He had needed someone and Wufei just happened to be there. It happened all the time. Heero needed Duo but he didn't know if he loved him, just that he needed him.
The safehouse was in sight. Dear Nataku, keep me strong. Wufei prayed. He didn't know if he could put back on his aloof mask now that he had known love again. It was too painful to wear. He took deep breaths and maneuvered the mammoth machine into the hanger. The others were all waiting for them. Through the vidscreen he watched Quatre wave to Duo who stood with an arm loosely hung around Heero's shoulder. Heero nodded to the blonde who, as Wufei expected he would, hugged Trowa warmly.
The actual action of it still painful even though he had known it was coming. The tears bit at the back of his eyes. He didn't feel anger at Quatre, he could never be angry with someone so perfect. No... he was angry with himself for seeing more that what was really there. With a flare of courage and self-rage he jumped down from his gundam and stormed straight to his room with a scowl, totally ignoring Duo calls or Quatre's concerned expression.
He locked the door and leaned against it weakly, the tears he had been fighting winning out and running freely down his olive skinned cheeks.With a heavy sob he slid down the door to collapse onto the varnished wood floor. As the heartache racked his frame he dragged himself to the bed, crying into the mattress to muffle the noise and when he was too tired to cry anymore, he fell into a dreamless sleep.
That night he awoke groggily to a soft knocking. Quatre called through the thick wooden door. The Chinese boy ignored it; he wasn't in the mood to see anyone, most of all Quatre. The knocking stopped and was followed by a loud click. Wufei turned, Quatre had unlocked the door and now stood staring at him.
"How dare you!" Wufei growled, standing.
Quatre held up a bunch of keys. "There were master keys in the kitchen, I had to talk to you."
"Oh I see" Wufei shrugged. "You finally want to talk so I have to listen. Don't you know that first thing about privacy?"
"Wufei" that clear tenor shut down his forthcoming tirade.
He stared at the boy who held his heart in silence. Quatre advanced and he backed away step for step. When the blonde put his hand on Wufei's shoulder and he shrugged it off. Quatre looked hurt but Wufei didn't care, he was the one with the broken heart here.
"Did the past few days mean nothing to you?" Quatre whispered.
"Mean nothing to me?" Wufei shouted, frightening the petit blonde. "Who are you too even ask me that?"
"W... what do you mean Wu?" the boy asked.
Just then Trowa stuck his head in the door."Is everything ok?"
Wufei's rage escalated."What do I mean? Why don't you ask Trowa what I mean... he's the one you love isn't he? Was I just some kind of fling to you?" he screamed, his voice breaking with emotion.
Quatre's eyes teared up. "Wufei ... I..." he began, but Wufei didn't want to hear it.
"Get out" he ordered, "GET OUT OF MY ROOM NOW"
In a fine fury he shoved the both of them out of his room and slammed the door in their shocked faces. Quickly he pushed the dresser across the floor, blocking the doorway from further intruders with keys. When he threw himself onto the bed; his fury was gone, leaving the empty hole that once was his heart.His world was breaking and he didn't have the strength to put up any kind of a strong front.
He wondered if he was being punished, he was already burdened with his past, with the war and now the only place that had been protected was destroyed. How could he have let Quatre in too such an armored place like that? How could he have been so foolish? He ignored the banging on his door, the shouts of his fellow teammates as they tried to get him to come out. He didn't want to be with anyone right now. He hoped the door would hold. It wouldn't for long... he knew it
.Nataku I have failed you, he sighed; hugging the tear soaked pillow. The banging had stopped, he was glad. Hopefully they would leave him alone forever so he could pine away or die in battle somewhere in a blaze of glory. He waited an hour before pushing the dresser away. If he was lucky he could slip out unnoticed. No such luck was his though. Quatre stood like a sentry outside his door. Their eyes caught and he could only stare at the boy. Quatre's eyes were red and his face pale. Wufei almost cried at the pain in his eyes.
"Oh Quatre" he sighed, drawing the gentle boy into this arms. "I'm sorry" he whispered into his blonde hair.
Quatre almost melted into him, wrapping his slender arms tightly around Wufei's torso.
"You were never a fling to me Wufei... I love you so much." Quatre said into the boy's shoulder.
The Chinese boy stiffened but Quatre refused to let go. He looked up into pained and confused velvet eyes.
"How can you?" Wufei asked, "What about Trowa?"
"I love Trowa too" the blonde replied.
Wufei pulled away as if stung. Quatre clung to his arms.
"Wait... listen... I love him yes... but like a close friend... a brother... not as a lover."
"But you two were inseparable... I thought..." Wufei struggled.
"I was going through a rough time Wu... and Tro-chan helped me. It was a personal thing, only he and I knew. I could tell you Wu and I'm sorry. But I love you, I've felt for you for so long ... I ... " he buried his face in Wufei's shoulder. "I was always too afraid to tell you. But these last few days have been like heaven to me my love, I just didn't want anything to spoil them."
He was crying now and Wufei gathered him into his arms and guided him toward the bed. They sat and Wufei rocked him gently as he sobbed. His mind was racing. He loved him as a brother? Not a lover? Quatre loves me... is this a dream?
He tilted the blonde's face up to his and kissed those trembling lips. Quatre moaned on contact and leaned in to deepen the kiss. He slid his arms up to wrap them around Wufei's neck and pushed him back unto the bed. Wufei could hardly breathe as the blonde feathered kisses all over his face. Wufei caressed his back as they moved against each other on the bed. Wufei paused, was Quatre sure about this?The Sandrock pilot smiled and kissed the Chinese deep, answering all questions.
Smiling like an elf he slid his hands under Wufei's T-shirt, running them up and down the boy's muscular chest. With his thumbs he teased the nipples, watching as Wufei gasped from the sensation.Wufei arched off the bed and the blonde slid the jersey over his head, leaving his arms tangled in the cloth. He attacked the rigid nubs one by one as Wufei writhed below him.
With another mind-blowing kiss Quatre unbuckled Wufei's pants, slipping one hand down into his groin. Wufei shuddered. This was going to fast. If Quatre wasn't careful he was going to come any minute.He moaned his protest into Quatre's mouth as the blonde explored the back of his throat. Quatre's hand was working overtime now as he pumped Wufei ruthlessly. Wufei arched and bucked under the sweet torture only to cry out as Quatre took his hand away.
"Not yet baby" Quatre whispered huskily.
Wufei could only watch as Quatre got to his knees and undressed slowly. His slim frame was toned and supple under the many layers of clothing he wore. Wufei hissed with anticipation as the blonde unbuckled his pants. He was georgeous. Quatre then did quick work of the chines boy's clothing leaving only the jersey that trapped the boys hands above his head.Wufei groaned as Quatre's tongue traveled the length of his penis only to gasp in shock as the boy took him into his warm mouth. He trembled as Quatre sucked gently on the flesh, darting his tongue in and out of the small slit at the tip.
His vision blurred as Quatre brought him so close to the edge only to pull away at the last minute.Wufei protested but Quatre silenced him with another kiss.
"I want to be inside of you Wu"
Obediently Wufei spread his legs in anticipation. He didn't know what to really expect but he trusted the blonde. Quatre bit his lips at the sight of Wufei below him in offering. With out warning he delved down, nipping and licking at the tender flesh of Wufei's inner thigh. Wufei whimpered as he inched his way up to the groin where he took one if the balls into his mouth.
"Please Quatre" Wufei begged, this was driving him crazy.
Quatre finally nodded and reached into his pocket, pulling out a small tube of lubricant. Wufei raised an eyebrow.
"You don't how long I've wanted this Wufei" he grinned sexily.
He squirted some onto his fingers and slid one into Wufei. The Chinese boy arched as the digit stretched him. Quatre added a second finger. Wufei hissed but wanted more just the same. In came the third and Wufei felt as if his world was going to explode.He thrashed his head from side to side, his ebony locks slicked to his face and neck from all the sweat.
With one fluid moment Quatre thrust in and up, lifting Wufei off the bed with a cry. Wufei whimpered as the hot throbbing flesh split him in two. The pain soon faded as Quatre began to move inside of him. The friction of his penis trapped between their two sweat-slicked bodies and Quatre's steady pace had Wufei rocketing toward oblivion. He moaned every time Quatre buried himself deep within his tight warmth.
Unable to speak he mouthed his plea to the blonde. Quatre delivered a few more good slow strokes then, with an electrifying kiss; he slammed into Wufei without mercy. Wufei shouted into Quatre's mouth as his world exploded into a million glittering shards of coloured glass. Quatre thrusted a few more times before surrendering violently, deep inside of Wufei's tightness. He collapsed unto Wufei bonelessly, stars bursting in his eyes.
Wufei shuddered; his heart was racing as the blood rushed in his ears. He closed his eyes and listened to Quatre's heavy breathing. Languidly he ran his fingers through the blonde's hair, smiling weakly. That had been incredible. He had never known that one could feel this way. He had never consummated his own marriage so he hadn't really known what to expect. He was glad that Quatre was the one he gave himself too, he loved him so much.
"Wo ai ni Quatre" he whispered.
The blonde looked up tired but happy. He winked and kissed Wufei gently.
"I love you too Wufei" he replied.
With those words he withdrew for Wufei gently and lay next to him, his head resting on Wufei's shoulder. The Chinese boy sighed and snuggled closer to the blonde. As Quatre's breathing evened out he looked out of the window where the crescent moon shone in the starry sky.
"Forever after Quatre " he swore, "We'll be together ever after."
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