Title: Of Wings and Dreams. Pt. 1/?

Authors: Deathangelgw and Nightshadow

Disclaimers: They aren’t ours….though nobody said we couldn’t play!

Warnings: Fantasy, AU, OOC, OC, sap, humor, yaoi, lemon, language, future angst and dark.

Pairings: 1x4x1, 2x5x2, 3xocx3, and 5xocx1 or there of…

Rating: We start out right into the lemon!! NC-17 peoples!

Notes: AHHA this is another really fun coposting between myself and Nightshadow! For those who love dragons as much as we do, you’ll LOVE this!! Please review!

‘thoughts’

Joren turned back to look at Wufei and Heero. He'd decided that today, being their first day after graduation, they were going somewhere, anywhere! Those two were driving him up the wall! And now it was his turn, with the mall being his goal. He'd heard of some new shops opening and on the hint one of them was supposed to deal with medieval times, he'd managed to cajole and circle logically around the other two so they'd come with him. Now if he could just get them to the store...

Heero glared at Joren coldly and sighed again. 'How the hell did he get us shopping today?' he thought sourly to himself, and then looked around at the mall. Shopping. The bane of his life. Why couldn't he go home to his work like the rest of society?

Wufei sighed as well and followed behind the two. 'Maybe I’ll find something,' he thought to himself wistfully, and then sighed again, looking at the windows of lingerie they were passing at the moment. Feeling a shade of red crossing his face, Wufei swiftly looked away and muttered about the world's injustice.

Joren leaned against the wall as he waited for Heero and Wu to catch up. Catching sight of Heero's glare he smirked slightly. "Not too far now, guys. Then you can bury yourselves in hiding from life, once we’re done. I could have decided to go clothes shopping instead of medieval stuff shopping...Maybe then you wouldn't look like one waiting for the executioner." He bit the inside of his mouth to keep from grinning.

Heero glared balefully at the blond. "Omae o koruso," he muttered darkly, then stalked past him to sit on a bench.

Wufei glared as well. "What he said," he said softly, then looked around. "Alright, genius, where's this stupid shop?" he asked snidely, focusing on the smirking blond.

Joren grinned, amusement lighting his eyes. "Why, thank you Wu. I know I am. And it’s three shops down on the right. It took over the old arcade center. Now up on those feet. Come on. Let’s go. You two did promise to come with me." Pushing away from the wall he gave them one last glance before walking leisurely towards the shop.

Sighing in resignation, they looked at each other. "Punishment?" Heero asked softly.

Joren chuckled to himself as he overheard their conversation. He personally liked the blue silk. It looked good against his hair. "You two talking about me again?"

"No shit Sherlock," Wufei growled softly and Heero snickered.

"Dig deeper Watson," Heero replied softly and Wufei chuckled softly.

Joren looked back over his shoulder, his hair swinging about to feather around his face before settling again. "Well, we’re here. And I think you're going to thank me for dragging you out.” He waved dramatically at the shop before him. Where once there had been cheap advertisements for different arcade games there were murals that filled the window of a world of rolling hills, jutting mountains and...Dragons. Everywhere in every action imaginable were dragons. Vibrant creatures of color and flame. Emblazoned across the top in flaming letters was "The Dragon's Lair". Below in dripping blue flames was a smaller script: "Enter at your own risk, be you dreamer, disbeliever, or thief..."

Wufei whistled softly in appreciation and Heero said, "Alright...we'll use the silk scarves on you."

Grinning Joren looked eagerly at the darkened doorway that led into the unknown depths of the store. "Sounds like a date. Now let’s go!" Grabbing hold of each of his companions, he strode eagerly into the store. There was something here, something that called him. He didn't know what it was, but he knew he had to find it and NOW!

Wufei frowned softly as they entered into the store. He felt some kind of...presence. A feeling that something was waiting for him, but what he wasn't sure. Heero looked around the store as if seeking something specific. His senses tingled with a feeling of someone calling him.

Tyladen looked up from her latest work as the trio entered. All three bore the look of the Calling. It seemed that three of her charges would find their companions today. Smiling to herself, she went back to positioning the wings on the dragon before her. Its owner would be rather miffed if the details were not correct. Besides, the boys would find what they sought without her.

Releasing Heero and Wufei, Joren continued walking, ignoring the sights around him. He only had eyes for one thing, an elegant slim dragon, which sat waiting upon its pedestal in a pose of eternal patience.

His gaze locked upon the slender emerald green figure, he reached out one hand to touch it and found himself encased in a pulsing heat and he knew the figure’s name. Opening eyes he hadn't realized he'd closed, he smiled. An empty place within him had been filled. He was whole now. He gazed at the figure clasped in his hands. "Trowa..."

Heero and Wufei were similarly looking around the shop, searching for something that called for them.

Wufei looked through the shelves, almost frantic in his search. "Where are you? I know you are here....I can feel you..." he muttered softly to himself as he searched. Suddenly, he stopped and a warm smile lit his face. The dragon stood tall, rearing as if to strike, its violet eyes filled with fire. Slowly, he picked it up and caressed a gentle finger along the silver lined ebony that colored its body. Warmth flowed through him and he gasped softly in pleasure. Opening his eyes after a brief minute, he said softly, "Duo."

Heero glanced at the walls, wondering what he was searching for. His eyes fell upon a golden figure; its white belly exposed as it held a crystal in its claw. It looked at him with wise light blue eyes and seemed to beckon him closer. He walked over, as if in a dream, and delicately picked up the statue. His body flooded with warmth and he whispered, "Quatre."

Smiling Tyladen looked up from her work as one by one the boys called to their mounts for the first of hopefully many times. "It seems I'll be busy come this full moon," she murmured, a secretive smile crossing her lips.

Wufei blinked, and then looked around. "Ne, Heero...did you find anything?" Heero looked up and nodded, showing the pale golden form in his hands.

Joren walked over to his two friends, a silly smile on his face. "What'd you two find?"

Wufei smiled softly and showed the ebony silver within his hands while Heero turned and showed his golden beauty. "How about you?" Heero asked Joren.

Wordlessly, Joren held up the gleaming emerald figure. "So, are you glad I dragged you here now?"

Cocking his eyebrow in amusement, Heero looked over at Wufei and said, “Silk scarves.”

Wufei smirked and added, "And whip cream."

"I think my day is looking up." Joren grinned at the two of them. "What do you say we get these beasties home? Hmm?"

Nodding and smirking, they looked over at the cash register. Frowning slightly, Heero walked over and looked around. "Hello? Anyone here?" he asked softly, seeming to still feel like silence was to be respected here.

I'm here." Stepping from the shadows, she laid down her work and greeted the three of them. "I'm Tyladen, maker and keeper of all you see. How may I help you?"

Wufei stepped up and gently placed his dragon down next to Heero's. "We'd like to purchase these beautiful statues," he said softly, then looked back at Joren. "Hurry it up, bonehead," he called snidely.

"If I remember correctly, I was the one telling you that earlier." Smirking, Joren set the elegant figure down next to Wufei's.

Snorting, Wufei muttered, "Yea whatever..."

"I believe five dollars each is a fair price. What say you all?" Wufei smirked at her and Heero nodded firmly, then pulled out $15 and placed it on the counter.

Looking up from caressing one emerald flank, Joren grinned at Wufei. "So you're paying for all of us? And you didn't even want to come shopping. How sweet!"

Wufei sputtered and pointed at Heero. "I'm not, he is...baka..." he muttered darkly. Heero snickered softly and picked up his dragon carefully.

"Well, neither of you wished to come. Thank you, though, Heero." Without a second glance at the pair, Joren cradled his dragon in his hand and bowed to Tyladen. "Good day Milady. We three thank you most heartily." Straightening, he turned to his companions, resting an arm across each shoulder. "Since this was such a success, are you sure we can't look for a t-shirt or two?" His eyes glinted as he bit his cheek to keep from grinning.

Heero rolled his eyes and replied, "Not in this lifetime."  Wufei laughed softly at this and cradled his own treasure and bowed low to the storekeeper.

Joren sighed heartily, green eyes filled with faint amusement. They would never change, but still he could hope. Allowing a half-smile to grace his features, he headed back the way they'd come not bothering to remove his arms. "A guy can try. Someday the two of you will learn what a wardrobe is. And when you do I shall be there to say, ‘I told you so’."

"Riiiiiiiight....keep telling yourself that, Jor," Wufei replied snidely then looked at Heero. "Whipped cream, silk scarves, and cock ring?"  Heero nodded once as they continued on.

"Sounds like we'll have a busy desert, but who's in charge of dinner? I fixed yesterday, so not me."

Wufei snorted softly. "Don't remind us," he muttered and rolled his eyes.

Heero chuckled softly at this, and then sighed softly.  "Looks like pizza again," he declared and smirked at the two.

"Peppers on half, with breadsticks. Gotta have breadsticks and sauce! And my cooking is not that bad. You weren't complaining while you ate it. And if it was bad, wouldn't I have put you in the hospital by now?" Joren looked from one to the other. "Hmm?"

Wufei snickered softly as Heero asked innocently, "Who says we weren't?"

"I do, because I didn't have to go visit you. One day you two will learn the meaning of a compliment, though I have to agree that rewards are fun. Compliments are nice though," Joren said, sniffing indignantly.

Chuckling softly, Wufei replied, "You should be glad we don't do something else."

Heero snorted softly and added "Besides....we reward you for good decisions."

Shaking his head, Joren spoke softly, "Still rather different from a compliment. And anyway, both of you are too sweet to do much else, well sweet in your way. I doubt anyone from back at school would call any of us sweet. Dangerous and crazy maybe, but not sweet." He smiled placing a chaste kiss on each cheek. "Then again they don't know you two like I do."

Wufei smirked and said, "Alright...a compliment then?  You chose very wisely today in stores, my friend."

Heero nodded once then smirked at Joren. "And you're still getting that treatment," he stated as they came up to their car.

"Did I say anything against? I truly don't think so. And I call dibs on the truck!" Joren called cheerfully.

Rolling his eyes, Wufei retorted, "I don't think so.  You're too wild!" Heero snickered softly at this and got into the driver's side.

"I only go 15 above on the highway and that's to keep up with the pack. Don't want to be a danger after all." Smiling slyly, Joren slid into the middle seat. "Besides driving this is the next best place....I can still reach the pedals." Laughing softly, Heero started the truck up as Wufei hopped in. He handed his dragon carefully to Joren, a warning glare on his face, and then put it into drive. Joren nodded slightly in acknowledgement. "I won't drop him." Turning his attention to the dragons he cradled both in his lap, using the protective barrier of his arms to keep them from harm's way.  Wufei just stared at his dragon in silence, not even feeling the ride home till they pulled in. Blinking as he looked up, he smirked as he watched Heero grab his dragon back carefully before getting out of the truck. Holding his dragon securely, Joren slipped out the passenger side. He didn't feel like slipping around the wheel again. Smoothing the wrinkles from his t-shirt, he followed the other two inside.  Heero flipped on the fan, letting some of the musty air get blown about as he stepped in.  Wufei smirked, and then went into his room, taking his precious article with him.

Joren watched the two for a moment then went to his room, which did a wonderful impression of a forest. The walls were painted in such a way that one would swear you saw unicorns and dragons weaving through the forests, with pegasus winging overhead on the sky-like ceiling. "Why not try the window, Trowa? I believe there's enough room." Gently caressing the upright spines, he fussed with the dragon's position till he was sure the emerald creature would remain safely on his perch. "Catch ya later, Trowa." Waving bye to the gleaming figure, he left in search of Heero and Wufei.

Wufei went over to a shelf he had over his bed.  It held other treasures there and there was enough room for the ebony dragon that was his now.  He placed it safely there, and then just looked at it.  "Duo....such an interesting name.  Two people.  Now...we are together." he found himself saying, and then blinked.  Shaking his head, he got up and headed for Heero's room.

Heero finished arranging his golden figure on a shelf on his computer desk, then caressed it with a gentle finger.  He and Wufei, with a sometimes addition of Joren, had always had a plutonic relationship.  Sometimes they would 'play' but it was always as more of a need to be together.  Never serious 'I Love You.' stuff, but enough to make them quite close.  He looked up as Wufei came into his room and sat down on his bed.  "How long till Jor comes in, do you think?" Heero asked as he sat down next to Wufei.

"Why not right now?" Smiling, Joren walked over to sit with them. "So what do you two think of our charges? They aren't just figurines. They can't be."

Looking at Joren like he had grown another head, Wufei snorted. "Did you hit your head or something?  Of course they are only statues.  Dragons don't exist," he replied snidely.  Heero looked at them both, then at his statue.  For once, he was unsure.  But, he held his peace.

"Oh really, Wu? Then how, out of all those figurines, did we pick these particular ones without even looking around the store? Did you even notice any of the other figurines?" He turned to look at Wufei, then Heero. "I didn't. All I saw was Trowa.  And then there's what happened when I touched him for the first time..." He fell silent lost in the memory.

Wufei snorted, but his eyes were troubled. Yes, he had felt like he was searching for something...particular.  But, when going into a store, one usually did that....right?  He frowned slightly in thought, not saying anything to Joren as Heero said, "We'll see how it works out."

"Sounds fair enough, but I'm going to get to say I told you so at some time or another. You should trust me about things like this. I'm the fantasy nut. I just hope nothing happens to any of us." Joren’s smile became more serious as he looked at each of them and then their dragons.

Heero's brow furrowed at this.  "Do you think they are dangerous?"

Wufei snorted. "How can statues be dangerous?!" he asked and sighed as Heero glared at him.

Joren sighed, shaking his head. "I didn't say they were dangerous. There's just something about them...." Grinning again he flopped back on the bed. “Whatever it is, they won’t harm us, but it'll sure be interesting, I hope."

Cocking an eyebrow down at their friend, Heero said softly, "You and your intuition." He snorted and sighed, then looked over as Wufei leaned his head onto his shoulder.

"I hope it is something.  It would be nice if it was..." Wufei's voice trailed off as he blushed, not saying what was usually termed as 'offlimits wishful thinking.'

"Maybe we'll be lucky and it will be." Joren crossed his arms under his head. "So, to normal stuff. Did anybody order the pizza?"

Rolling his eyes, Heero reached over and grabbed the phone in his room. "Make the order, baka," he ordered with a grin and Wufei chuckled as he got up and went over to the chest at the end of Heero's bed, opening it up to reveal many 'toys'.

 "Oooo Playtime." Grinning, Joren pressed the speed dial on the phone and placed their order. "It'll be here in 30 minutes. What we gonna do till then or need I ask?"

Wufei chuckled as he pulled out some scarves, looking them over with a critical eye as Heero stated, "Well, we could get you set up for your torture...I mean thank you session and then just feed you when the food comes..."

"You could. Would be interesting." Joren watched lazily as Wufei eyed the scarves. "Blue ones, yes?"

Smirking, Wufei pulled out several different shades and held them in front of him.  Then he pulled out other scarves, ranging in colors. "We might just go for the rainbow look.  Fitting, ne?" he said jokingly.  Heero snorted softly and lay back onto the bed, hands behind his head.

"Well, so long as they're silk. None of that cotton. Doesn't feel as nice." Joren turned to look at Heero. "I take it no one but me's getting trussed up this time, hmm?"

"Gee, ya think?" Heero said, his eyes closed and a small smile on his face.

Wufei snickered and asked, "What did we do with those cotton scarves anyways, Heero?"

Heero shrugged and replied noncommittally, "Um...I think they became some new curtains....after we washed them of course."

"And the neighbor's kitten's toys." Sighing, Joren closed his eyes to bare slits and watched the other two.

Heero turned onto his side and laid his head on Joren's shoulder, an unusual sign of affection.  Wufei smirked as he murmured, "Oh yea, now I remember."  He walked over with some midnight blue and cobalt blue silk scarves then ran them over the other two's bodies in a light teasing touch.

Joren shivered slightly at the feel of the soft silk. "Mmmm..."

Heero smiled softly up at Wufei and snuggled closer to Joren.  He only ever showed this kind of affection to his closest friends.  Wufei smiled down at the two, and then sat down next to Joren. "So....do you want to be blindfolded...or not?" he asked softly as he brought a scarf up and caressed it down Joren's face.

"Hmm…was blind last time. Let there be light this time." Joren rubbed against the scarf then gently kissed Heero before moving one hand behind Wu's head to bring him down for a kiss. "Sounds good to you two?"

Wufei smiled and nodded as he accepted the kiss from Joren.  Deepening it slowly, he caressed a hand down and gently caressed Heero's head as he came up slightly and began to slide Joren's shirt up, kissing a light path as skin was revealed.  Raising his arms, Joren smiled at the two then began to kiss his way down Wufei's jaw, while one hand feathered caresses down Heero's throat.  Smiling down at him, the two gently lifted the t-shirt off and began feathering kisses down the muscled torso that was revealed.  Slowly then, Heero moved Joren so he was lying on the pillows, comfortable.  Wufei bent to the task of totally unclothing Joren, while Heero began to tie Joren's arms above him with cobalt scarves, pressing kisses and licks to Joren's neck and face as he did so. Moaning softly, Joren raised his head to lick Heero's ear and kissed his way along his jaw. Grinning he placed quick kiss on Heero's nose before letting his head fall back to give Heero better access.

Tying him securely, yet loosely, Heero then took advantage of the arched neck, sucking and nipping lightly at the skin there.  Wufei watched them for a minute before pulling Joren's boxers off. He then set to tying Joren's ankles with the midnight blue scarves, spread-eagling him so he was open, but not uncomfortably so.  Slowly then, he began to make a path up to meet with his two friends, licking and kissing his way up.

"Oh my...Heero...Wu..." Joren watched avidly as Heero attended his neck and Wu began making his way up. They looked absolutely wonderful and altogether too clothed. "How come I'm...mmm, nice...the only one au natural?"

Laughing softly, Wufei and Heero looked at each other and than down at Joren, lust and amusement coloring their eyes.  Coming all the way up, Wufei grabbed Joren's lips in a passionate kiss, then said, "One of us needs to stay clothed for the pizza boy."

Heero laughed softly and caressed a wandering hand down Joren's body. "Flip you for it, Fei," Heero challenged softly and Wufei laughed softly.

"Mmm...Hope that pizza boy hurries then..." Joren muttered before moving up to capture Wufei's lips as he shivered from the touch of Heero's hand.  Wufei moaned softly into Joren's mouth as Heero began to remove Wufei's clothes.  Pressing up behind the Chinese man, Heero slowly unbuttoned the silk shirt, letting it billow around the two before sliding it off of the silky shoulders. He then took out the rubberband in Wufei's hair, running his fingers through the ebony silk before caressing those fingers down.  Smiling mischievously, Joren took the soft silk between his lips and ran it along Wufei's chest and face as far as he could reach.

Wufei smiled down at Joren, and then chuckled as the doorbell rang.  Looking over his shoulder as he felt the bed shift, he saw Heero leave the room.  Looking back down at Joren, he smiled evilly. "Now...let the fun begin," he purred softly and straddled the other man's hips.

Heero sighed softly as he grabbed the twenty dollar bill from the 'pizza stash' and went to the door.  He smirked at the staring pizza boy, knowing how disheveled he looked.  Paying the boy, he grabbed the pizzas, shut the door, and then grabbed some utensils from the kitchen before heading back into the room.

"Sounds utterly enjoyable." Grinning, Joren arched against Wufei as he watched Heero go, knowing the other would be back soon with their food.

Chuckling softly down at Joren, Wufei reached behind him and grabbed a very large feather plume.  Smirking, he waved the feather over Joren's body very slowly, touching nipples that hardened with the touch.  Looking up, he smirked at Heero as he came in with the pizzas, plates, cups, silverware, soda, and the whip cream.  Heero smirked back and set the food supplies down.  "Starting without me?" he asked huskily, and then slowly took off his shirt.

Watching the feather, Joren spoke, "Well, only a little." He kept his gaze on the feather wondering where it would touch next and if it'd tickle instead of tingle.

Wufei laughed softly as he brought the feather down again, caressing it up to Joren's neck, then shifted himself to the side so he could send the feather lightly down.  Heero smirked and got the food ready, taking bites here and there as he then poured the soda.  Luckily, they all loved Sprite, so no arguments there.

Joren twitched whimpering as the feather ran down his side, wondering why he had to be so ticklish...

Wufei laughed again then caressed the feather across Joren's slowly hardening member.  Heero sat across from him then stopped the feather.  Grinning at Wufei, he brought up a slice of pizza and fed Wufei.

Joren moaned at the tickling caress, then looked immediately at Heero when he stopped it, not entirely sure if he should be grateful or upset. He decided on grateful at the sight of the food. Hard to eat when one's much too distracted to think of it. "And what about me? I called the pizza in." He raised an eyebrow, his version of crossing arms when he couldn't.

Smirking down at Joren, Heero continued to feed Wufei.  "You'll get fed...in more ways than one," Heero replied softly, his voice filled with promise.  Wufei chuckled softly after swallowing his mouthful.

"Sounds as scrumptious as that pizza smells." Smiling, Joren watched the two with a warm fondness. Smiling down at him, Heero took pity on him and gave him a slice, feeding him with a smirk.  Wufei watched with a soft smile as he sipped on his soda. "Mmm. Peppers." Grinning, Joren nipped gently at Heero's fingers before kissing them in thanks, and then returned to his slice.

Shaking his head in amusement, Heero murmured softly, "Good thing I brought along some mints...you and your peppers."  He grabbed another piece and fed Joren slowly, then grabbed a glass of soda.

Wufei reached around Heero and grabbed another piece of cheese pizza.  Smirking at the other two, he stated, "What?  You expect him to change anytime soon?"  Heero laughed softly and smirked at Wufei.

Grinning, Joren licked Heero's fingers as the other fed him. "Of course not. You both know me better than that. Are they those chocolate mints or the white ones which are addicting?"

"Both," Heero replied haughtily and grabbed another piece for himself and for Joren.  Wufei chuckled as he ate, then got up and went over to the stash, popping one of the mints into his mouth with a grin.  Then, he slipped out of his pants and boxers before coming back to the bed.

Joren eyed the Chinese young man appreciatively before turning his gaze to Heero. Now that one of his hungers was somewhat abated, he could turn his attention to even more pleasing matters. "Nice. Both of you. Except you still have too many clothes, Heero! Fei doesn't though." He grinned at the other who was sans clothes.

"I agree," Wufei agreed softly as he came up behind Heero and slid his hands down Heero's chest to his pants line.  Unbuttoning it slowly, he grabbed the lips that turned to him in a kiss as he slipped the zipper down and caressed inside.  Heero moaned very softly, arching into the touches. Joren watched the two avidly. He always enjoyed their joint foreplay, even if he was usually tied up. It didn't bother him, just allowed him to be a bit more creative with his restricted movement. Eyeing the hand that held the last of his crust, he quickly removed said crust and claimed those strong tan fingers for himself, keeping his gaze on Wufei's actions with Heero. Heero gasped softly and looked down at Joren, while Wufei took that opportunity to remove the pants and boxers that were hindering the Japanese man.  After tossing the pants aside, Wufei came up behind Heero and caressed strong firm hands up Heero's legs and back. Joren grinned around his claimed fingers before returning his attention to 'cleaning' nonexistent dirt from each finger. 

Heero bent over Joren, pushed lightly down by Wufei and watched avidly as Joren 'cleaned' his fingers.  He always loved it when he would do that.  Wufei smirked and crawled onto the bed, then slid a hand between the two and started caressing hardening flesh to life.  Joren moaned and arched into Wufei's touch, while holding Heero's fingers gently between his teeth to keep them in place. He enjoyed laving attention on them.  Heero's breath hitched slightly and he looked at Joren with slowly darkening eyes.  Reaching up, he untied Joren's wrists.  Wufei took the hint and untied Joren's ankles. Joren grinned, deep green eyes moving from one to the other as he placed his hands on Heero's waist while moving his legs to wrap about Wufei. "Now I get to play more too..."

Heero smirked as he bent his head down and kissed Joren gently. "Consider it your reward for a well chosen store," he murmured softly as Wufei came closer, grinding his hips slowly into Joren's.

Moaning, Joren pressed harder against Wufei. "Good reward." Grinning slyly he let his hands trail down Heero's waist and to the insides of his thighs, slowly kneading his way up to the fast awakening member.  Groaning softly as his back arched, Heero panted in pleasure, and then moved up towards Joren's chest.  Wufei smirked and bent his head in and started licking both members, which were close together.  Gasping, Joren moaned as Wufei began licking him and feeling Heero's skin against his own. Waiting till Heero was close enough, he touched his lips in a gentle kiss, then deepened it, while moving one leg between Wufei's legs to press against his member.  Breath hitching slightly, Wufei smirked up at Joren, and then concentrated more on his member.  Heero smirked as he twined his tongue with Joren's, his hand sliding down to join Wufei's mouth in the torture. Moaning loudly, Joren’s eyes flashed as he grinned, determined to give as good as he got, wanting to hear someone besides himself. Moving forward, he grasped both their member in his hands, alternating between a barely felt touch and a firmer one, never allowing the pressure to remain steady.

Groaning softly, both boys arched into the touch. "He's...good," Wufei panted out and smirked at Heero. "You sure you wanted him free?" he asked and Heero chuckled.

"He needs to have some fun too, ya know," Heero muttered, then groaned again.  Bending his head down, he grabbed Joren's mouth in a passionate kiss as Wufei took Joren's member fully into his mouth.

Straining to keep from pushing into Wufei's talented mouth, Joren moaned deeply into Heero's and nipped gently at his lower lip. Smirking mentally, he began alternating between teasing their sacs and their members, never letting his hand or the pressure remain the same for long. Heero moved up behind Joren, then gently moved the blond up and sat down behind him, pulling him into Heero's lap and pinning him.  He pressed his arousal into Joren's back slightly and watched as Wufei moved with them and continued his torture of Joren.

Joren pouted slightly as he had to lose his hold to allow Heero to move. "Hmmph. can’t reach you there..." He didn't spend long dwelling on this fact as he felt his arousal and Wufei continued his torture. "Mmm. Ne'er mind...Just fine." His eyes closed to pleasure laden slits and though he can't reach Heero, he continued his torment of Wufei. Wufei chuckled softly as he pulled away from Joren's grasp and deep throated the other boy.  Heero smirked as he caressed light hands down Joren's chest, teasing taut nipples to hardness. Closing his eyes, Joren leaned against Heero as he moaned. Both hands come to rest on Wufei's shoulders, holding tightly as he lost himself in the caresses of the two boys.

Looking up at Heero, Wufei used his eyes to point at the tube of lube as he continued to suck on the treat within his mouth.  Heero reached over and grabbed the lube, then spread some on the fingers brought up for him to lube.  Then, putting some on his own fingers, Heero began to stretch himself discreetly as he held Joren steady.  Wufei started to bob his head up and down the length within his mouth as he pushed a lubed finger into Joren.

"Nnngh." Pushing back against the invading digit, Joren leaned harder against Heero, allowing his slender fingers to bury themselves in the ebony silk of Wufei's mane. Heero leaned his head in and grabbed Joren's lips in a passionate kiss as Wufei pushed in two more fingers.  Thrusting them in lightly, he removed his mouth from the erection that is in front of him and kissed his way back up to the two.  Pushing back against the welcome invaders, Joren deepened Heero's kiss before breaking it to claim Wufei in one just as passionate. Slowly, Wufei pulled his fingers out of Joren, and then lubed his own erection.  Heero moved Joren so that he was on his hands and knees, then laid beneath him, spreading his legs in open invitation as Wufei came up behind Joren, his dripping erection rubbing into Joren's ass.  Joren smiled down at Heero, one hand searching for the discarded tube of lube. Upon finding it, he rested his weight on one hand while lubing his own erection. Once done, he looked back at Wufei and pressed back against him.

Smirking back, Wufei slowly pushed into Joren, pushing him into Heero.  Heero groaned softly, his eyes closing as his head fell back in bliss, loving the feeling of being filled. Joren moaned as he pushed deeper into Heero's welcoming warmth as Wufei pushed deeper into him. He loved being middle. Hearing Heero's groan, he gazed through pleasure slitted eyes at him. Smirking, he raised one lube slick hand to run teasingly down the other’s hard member. Hissing softly in pleasure, Heero arched up, letting Joren in to the hilt.  Wufei bit his lip, trying to control himself so the other two could adjust before he started to thrust shallowly into Joren.  Joren waited for a moment to allow Heero to adjust before pulling back to press harder against Wufei, letting him know they were ready. 

Wufei kissed Joren's shoulder as he pushed harder into him, starting a rocking rhythm that would send them to that edge.  Heero moaned softly, his body arching up to meet them as they moved. Joren moved between them, moving back with Wufei, then forward, his hand now moving firmly up and down Heero's length, any thoughts of teasing forgotten as flesh moved against flesh. Wufei panted as he moved into Joren, pushing harder as he looked into Heero's eyes and saw the pleading in the cobalt eyes.  Heero groaned softly, thrusting up to meet them as the speed picked up.

Joren, catching the urgency in Wufei's pace and the pleading in Heero's eyes, changed his angle slightly aiming to hit that one spot hard, his hand still moving over Heero in a steady rhythm. Heero cried out as sparks flew across his vision.  Wufei grunted and changed his angle as well, hitting Joren's spot as he slammed into the willing body underneath him.  Crying out loudly, Joren plunged deeper into Heero, his hand moving quickly over the other as he felt himself tighten, the pleasure running through him centering and focusing itself.  Heero panted loudly then screamed softly as he arched up, his body tightening in spasms as he came around Joren's hand.  Wufei moaned softly at the sound, but didn't let up in his movements.  Joren pushed deeply into Heero one last time, finding his release with a shout that quickly became a deep moan, as Heero clamped down tightly around him.  Wufei groaned softly as he thrust once more into Joren then joined his friends in release, filling Joren with his hot seed.

Moving back, Joren slowly eased himself from Heero, a satisfied smile adorning his face. "I'm going to have to look for more odd stores..."

"Odd my ass..." Wufei muttered as he limply left Joren, and then flopped down next to a smirking Heero. Leaning up, he grabbed a kiss from the Japanese man, then another from Joren.

"Never know." Still smiling, Joren eased down beside Heero, using his head as a pillow. "Any pizza left? I'm hungry again."  Snorting sleepily, Heero pointed at the box and mumbled an affirmative. Wufei chuckled as he caressed Heero lightly. Reaching over he flipped the box open and grabbed three pieces, making sure two were pepperless. "Want some, Wu, Heero? It's still warm."

Wufei looked down at the sleeping Heero and said, "Nah I think sleep is what he needs and I'm full. Thanks though."

" 'Kay. More for me then and then sleep." Munching away at the slices, Joren quickly finished, and then stretched one hand across Heero to Wufei, while still using the other as a pillow. "Afternoon till we wake." Nodding sleepily as he intertwined their fingers, Wufei drifted off.

*~~**~~*

Sighing, Duo poked at the stars surrounding him. He was bored. Sure, he may have had his calling answered, but he couldn't speak to this 'Wufei' until he fell asleep. And who knew how long that would take!

"Duo, stop making dream stars fall. You're disrupting other's dreams. It's rude."  Quatre shook his head, as Duo's only answer was to stick his tongue out at him. "They'll be here soon. I'm just as anxious to meet Heero as you are Wufei."

Trowa chuckled softly. "Quatre, you know how impatient he is," he reminded softly, almost chidingly. Suddenly, he looked up, as if sensing something.

Duo turned away from the star he was about to knock off, grinning broadly as he felt Wufei's presence enter the Dream paths. "Guys! They're here! C'mon! Let’s go see 'em!" Jumping up, he quickly grabbed hold of his companions’ arms and began dragging them along with him.

Smiling, light blue eyes bright with excitement, Quatre ran with Duo. Heero was here too! He'd finally get to meet the human who was to be his rider! "C'mon Trowa! Let's go see them!" Trowa chuckled softly as he followed them, already anticipating his meeting with Joren.

Lost in his thoughts about Heero, Quatre didn't notice when Duo stopped suddenly and barreled straight into him, knocking all of them to the ground. "Get off me, Tro, Q. You're squishing me," grumbled Duo good-naturedly.

Trowa snickered and got up, pulling the two up with him as he asked, "Mind telling us why you stopped, baka?" Grinning, Duo pointed to the sight in front of them.

Three sleeping, male beauties.

"Oh my...Kawaii!" Smiling softly, Quatre watched the sleeping ones for a moment before walking over to the one that felt like his. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Duo do the same.

Trowa's eyes fell on and stayed on the blond on the end. 'Joren,' he thought and smiled as he knelt down next to the sleeping boy.

TBC

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