All Things Have A Prize

AN: First of four ficlets written as 'rewards' for answers in a music meme thing. First up, mishkawelis's request for the future 'Duo as bottom' scene eluded to in 'The Right Guy' (TrowaThreesome fic). This little thing could be considered a side-story, or a standalone. Either way should work. Let this be evidence that you should be wary what you wish for. ;-)

The bed was shaking quite a bit from their thrusting, their panting and soft groans permeated the room. Normally, none of that would have bothered Duo.

As he was usually not lying on the sideline of things.

Now, however... Now he was resting on the side of the bed, watching his two lovers go at it with great passion. It certainly wasn't a lack of desire that kept him there, but rather the fact that he knew he wouldn't get fulfilment out of it.

It all began a week ago, when his two lovers had presented pretty much an ultimatum. Either Duo gave bottoming a second chance, or they'd refrain from fully including him - meaning, in more crude terms, Duo was denied blowjobs, hand jobs and his usual chances to shag either of them. Heero and Trowa didn't mind if Duo touched them, but theirs were innocent in return. They'd be more than willing to tease him, but never bring it to completion.

After a week of tending to his own needs come the finale, it was certainly having an effect. They still loved him, he knew that much from the kisses and teases of their daily - but they were asking the impossible of him. Duo had bottomed for Heero once, and given how badly that had turned out, Duo had made a promise to himself never to have a repeat of it.

So far, he had stayed true to that.

The racket next to him reached a crescendo. His own hand sped up, and he followed them over the hill and into the blue yonder. Figuratively speaking, of course. They were much too busy collapsing on the bed - barely able to spread out over the big mattress rather than pile up - to achieve flight.

Albeit, their minds were flighty enough, for a blessed few minutes of aftermath.

Duo dozed off soon after.

When he woke up again, it was to soft sounds beside him. He tilted his head, saw his lovers engaged in a fiery kiss - albeit you'd think the flames would be vanquished by all the slobber produced in the process. They were clearly worked up for a repeat already. Duo glanced down, took note his lovers had cleaned up his mess in addition to their own. Despite everything, he smiled slightly. At least they still cared enough to-

Heero's muffled moan went straight to his groin. Duo groaned in reply. Enough was enough, this had to stop - and there was only one way of doing that, but... He thought about it. He got an idea. He smirked. "Fine..."

Heero and Trowa paused, broke their kiss to look at him.

"Fine," Duo repeated. "I give. I'll be bottom." Two pairs of leers flashed against him, and even as they untangled from each other to crawl closer, Duo stopped them dead cold with his next statement. "But only for one of you."

Frowns. "What's that supposed to mean?" Heero asked.

Wide grin. "Just what I said. I'll bottom, but only for one of you. I only want to do this once. That's what you demanded of me, anyway. You never specified I'd have to bottom for both of you..."

Heero and Trowa exchanged glances. That was true enough. That vital detail, they had forgotten - and now it was back to haunt them. Glances became glares.

"Me," Trowa quickly stated.

Low growl. "No, me," Heero challenged.

Scowl. "You've already had your chance."

"Exactly - and I need this chance to make it right."

It was clear enough the two lovers were about to go for each other's throats, and as much as he enjoyed watching them fight over him, Duo wasn't about to let it go on. Even so, he was tempted to suggest they set up a mud pit - or just an oily one - for them to wrestle it out in.

Another time, perhaps.

"Guys... Here's what I propose. You two try to get each other off, and the one still with a stiffie when the first guy comes, gets his prize from me. What do you say?"

Crude as the suggestion was, Heero and Trowa had another quick exchange of looks, both smirking. "All too easy," Heero huffed.

"Exactly," Trowa threw back at him.

"Oh, and no dirty tricks," Duo added.

The two of them glared at him, as if he was disrupting their showdown. "Like...?"

Duo shrugged. "Like grabbing the other's cock and pretend you're a milking machine. That sort of thing. No hands-on experience here, just a clean shag." He leered at them, scooted up to one corner of the bed, put one of the pillows between his back and the headboard and folded his hands behind his head. "Now... please, entertain me..."

Both snorted at that, but immediately locked eyes again. The race was on - one where you were to push the opponent over the finish line first.

Heero and Trowa dedicated themselves fully to the task. Kisses, pats and rubs rained in fairly innocent places, both trying not to imagine the prize in order to achieve it, but unable to resist the familiar, egging touches. Duo certainly got the show he wanted, and was not unaffected - but this time, he kept his hands far away from his growing situation.

It was wicked enough to have his lovers throw him the occasional glance, only to go back to the task before them with great zeal.

Still, the hands-off policy presented Heero and Trowa with somewhat of a problem. Indeed, there were some dry-humping and other forms of teases, but neither of the two would willingly submit to an unfavorable situation now. Neither wanted to come. That was virtually unprecedented in their relationship.

In the end, they came to an unspoken agreement. Heero lay down on his backside, spread his legs. Trowa took the hint, and confident in his own stamina and accuracy, he consented. Preparation was hasty, sloppy, much like his entry into Heero. They both gasped, soon found a rhythm.

Trowa was very careful to pace himself. No matter how good it felt to have his cock buried deep in Heero's warm flesh, junior wearing only a thin rubber coat, he was not there for himself now. With slow thrusts, he made several attempts before he was sure he was grazing just the right spot. The way Heero visibly shuddered, and the way his erection throbbed, suggested as much. Trowa gave a slight smile and continued his assault.

Heero was not smiling. His teeth were firmly gritted, his fists grabbing at the sheets, his breaths close to hisses. Trowa was good, no doubt about that - and Heero had taken a liking to being bottom for a reason. That certainly came back to haunt him now. He made a pitiful attempt at a counteroffensive, shifting his hips to make Trowa miss the spot, clenched his ass muscles to egg Trowa on...

It had its effect, he read as much in Trowa's face - but it was not enough.

Especially not as Trowa increased his pace, having noticed Heero's balls were tightening.

Heero couldn't stop it, but even defeat felt good now; at least the arrangement had made sure of that.

As Heero's cock pulsed and discharged against his stomach, Trowa did not linger, despite how much he was tempted. His cock had another warm, tight place to go. He smirked, turned to face Duo as Heero reached for a towel to wipe up the worst mess.

Trowa had an uneasy feeling when Duo grinned at him in return. It wasn't quite the expression he had expected - but he didn't care. This was what it was all about, he reminded himself. He'd get a chance to give Duo back but a fraction of all he'd received. Perhaps this would be what opened that particular flood gate, perhaps not - but at least he'd get this once, as Heero had long ago.

Duo untangled his fingers, crawled closer, then guided Trowa down on his back. Before Trowa could protest, Duo began explaining. "Congratulations, Trowa. Now, you've pretty much worn yourself out already, so... just lie back, close your eyes... and enjoy your prize. Okay?"

Trowa gave a content smile, nodded his agreement, let himself be coaxed down to the bed as Heero scooted over to one edge, still panting in afterglow. When Trowa felt the condom come off and terry cloth swipe his abdomen and crotch, he struggled not to let that rub alone get to him. A hand on his cock; he knew it was Duo's. So, Duo was going to ride him, was he? And without a condom? Trowa's smile slipped into a leer. The bed dipped. Oh, he was definitely going to enjoy this.

When he felt his cock be enveloped in warmth, it wasn't quite what he expected, though. There are certain things an ass simply does not have. Trowa gasped, opened his eyes and glanced down to his crotch, where Duo's head was already busy bobbing up and down; a confirmation of the blowjob Trowa had already noticed rather well. Duo's raspy tongue teased him mercilessly, and Duo's hands were already busy roaming his sides and chest.

Trowa couldn't mount a protest, he had trouble enough remembering to breathe. Duo was good at this; too good. From somewhere to the side, he heard quiet snickers. He didn't have time to give Heero a frown, it all happened too fast. Trowa was already well fired up from fucking Heero, and Duo's blowjob was bringing him to the edge faster than he could hope to stop it - even if he wanted to. Without thinking, he rocked his hips, almost leaving the mattress for the wet warmth of Duo's mouth. Duo shifted his hands to hold Trowa down after the second time he almost gagged. He sped up.

And it was all over. Trowa let go a long moan as he felt the familiar heat gather at his crotch, then fire into Duo's receiving mouth. Duo's lips closed around him, made sure the spill was at a minimum. Trowa could but watch, pant, enjoy the delightful shivers racing his nerves as his body became heavy, sated.

Heero was snickering like mad at this point, close to laughing out loud.

Trowa made a point of setting aside enough awareness to tilt his head and glare at his other lover. He'd been cheated, damn it. He was about to point that out to Duo, when he remembered their deal. A prize, Duo had said. Just this once, he had said. Damn if the sneaky bastard hadn't found a way to avoid being bottom this time, too.

Duo crawled over to Heero, all but assaulted him with a deep kiss, the droplet leaving the corner of their mouths evidence enough of what they were sharing. Trowa felt a warmth build in his stomach at it, especially with the way they both threw him glances, both under and after the kiss.

"He tastes good, doesn't he?"

Heero gave Duo another glance, then leaned down to kiss Trowa soundly, sharing a remnant of his own flavor with him. Upon relenting, he nodded. "He certainly does..."

Duo had let go a whimper at the sight. "Guys... one more thing..."

"Hm?" they answered as one.

Duo made a quick glance down, and grinned. "See, I'm still very happy to see you, here... Care to help me out?"

Heero and Trowa exchanged looks, then smirks. Then they pounced, willing to grant the request. Duo had conned them this time, but there was always tomorrow.

For now, it was good enough that tomorrow was a day off for all of them. It is a good thing to be your own boss.

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