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<b>bookworm Tortures Y.O.U.</b>
?Hahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?
Bookworm danced around her room.
?I?m so bad.?
She points at her paper.
?I?m not going to do you anymore. Instead??
She turns to the [12 1XR Themes].
?I?ll be doing Y.O.U.!!!?
~*~
It was a bad day.
Yes, a very, VERY bad day.
Or so five men were thinking.
Duo turned to Wufei. ?I?m not doing this.?
Wufei frowned. ?Who was the one who said that I had to participate in?THIS??
Duo pointed to the two blondes, who were also looking down at the?costumes.
Milliardo looked up and caught the gesture. He crossed his arms in front of his chest. ?I?m not the one you should blame.? With that, he flipped his hair from his shoulder.
Duo snorted. ?You sure act the part.?
Milliardo scowled. He opened his mouth, about to tell the American what he thought, when Quatre spoke up.
?It's Trowa?s fault.?
All four men turned to the silent one, who had been leaning on the wall.
Trowa stared back.
The others kept on staring?
?and Trowa kept staring back?
?and this would be going on except?
BAM!!!
All five men jumped in unison, turning to find one blonde woman and her husband standing behind her.
The five men literally echoed each other, pointing finger after pointing finger joining the other; they all said?
?IT WAS YOU!!!?
The stoic man kept on his usual expression, though he was thinking of smirking at the guys? actions
?Excuse me??
Now the five men realized that who they were pointing at was not the one they meant. However, it was too late.
The blonde woman?SMILED.
Milliardo groaned.
Quatre frowned.
Wufie scowled.
Duo shook his head.
Trowa sweated.
And Heero smirked.
~*~
Helena giggled and pointed.
?Look, Auntie Relena!!!?
Relena smiled. ?Isn?t it great??
Helena jumped up and down. ?Yeah!!!?
?Wheeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A big teddy bear!!!!!?
The child who spoke ran towards the teddy bear, throwing herself on it. She was too delighted at the cuddly teddy bear that she didn?t hear the grunt that it emitted, though that was quickly muffled.
Helena pouted. ?No fair.? She ran after her little sister and jumped on the teddy bear, too.
An older boy walked into the room and stopped at the sight of the teddy bear. He blinked, and then blinked again. Finally, he snickered.
Relena turned to her nephew and raised her brow in inquiry.
Zechsmille grinned. ?C?mon, Auntie, a teddy bear with a pink satin bow? So GIRLIE.?
?I agree.?
Relena and Zechsmille turned as Heero walked in.
?Did you take care of the other ?presents???
Heero took out some photos. ?For your viewing pleasure.?
Zechsmille stared at the photos. ?What are those, Uncle Heero??
The couple shared a knowing look.
Relena gazed at the pictures. ?Just some?comeuppance.?
~*~
Bookworm stretched.
?Ah. Finally done.?
Looks at the [12 1xR Themes].
?What next??
THE END?or is it?
?Hahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?
Bookworm danced around her room.
?I?m so bad.?
She points at her paper.
?I?m not going to do you anymore. Instead??
She turns to the [12 1XR Themes].
?I?ll be doing Y.O.U.!!!?
~*~
It was a bad day.
Yes, a very, VERY bad day.
Or so five men were thinking.
Duo turned to Wufei. ?I?m not doing this.?
Wufei frowned. ?Who was the one who said that I had to participate in?THIS??
Duo pointed to the two blondes, who were also looking down at the?costumes.
Milliardo looked up and caught the gesture. He crossed his arms in front of his chest. ?I?m not the one you should blame.? With that, he flipped his hair from his shoulder.
Duo snorted. ?You sure act the part.?
Milliardo scowled. He opened his mouth, about to tell the American what he thought, when Quatre spoke up.
?It's Trowa?s fault.?
All four men turned to the silent one, who had been leaning on the wall.
Trowa stared back.
The others kept on staring?
?and Trowa kept staring back?
?and this would be going on except?
BAM!!!
All five men jumped in unison, turning to find one blonde woman and her husband standing behind her.
The five men literally echoed each other, pointing finger after pointing finger joining the other; they all said?
?IT WAS YOU!!!?
The stoic man kept on his usual expression, though he was thinking of smirking at the guys? actions
?Excuse me??
Now the five men realized that who they were pointing at was not the one they meant. However, it was too late.
The blonde woman?SMILED.
Milliardo groaned.
Quatre frowned.
Wufie scowled.
Duo shook his head.
Trowa sweated.
And Heero smirked.
~*~
Helena giggled and pointed.
?Look, Auntie Relena!!!?
Relena smiled. ?Isn?t it great??
Helena jumped up and down. ?Yeah!!!?
?Wheeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A big teddy bear!!!!!?
The child who spoke ran towards the teddy bear, throwing herself on it. She was too delighted at the cuddly teddy bear that she didn?t hear the grunt that it emitted, though that was quickly muffled.
Helena pouted. ?No fair.? She ran after her little sister and jumped on the teddy bear, too.
An older boy walked into the room and stopped at the sight of the teddy bear. He blinked, and then blinked again. Finally, he snickered.
Relena turned to her nephew and raised her brow in inquiry.
Zechsmille grinned. ?C?mon, Auntie, a teddy bear with a pink satin bow? So GIRLIE.?
?I agree.?
Relena and Zechsmille turned as Heero walked in.
?Did you take care of the other ?presents???
Heero took out some photos. ?For your viewing pleasure.?
Zechsmille stared at the photos. ?What are those, Uncle Heero??
The couple shared a knowing look.
Relena gazed at the pictures. ?Just some?comeuppance.?
~*~
Bookworm stretched.
?Ah. Finally done.?
Looks at the [12 1xR Themes].
?What next??
THE END?or is it?
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Here is my explanation of Y.O.U.
1xR Theme #1: Teddy bear with a pink satin bow.
I?ll find an explanation to Y.O.U. I hadn?t figured out what it stands for yet, but I will. (And why did I choose that title? Spur of the moment.) I?ll be using Y.O.U. at each consecutive entry that I participate at in the 12 1xR Themes. Each entry of Y.O.U. may or may not be linked. The only consistent factor is 1xR (of course!). The focus of my torture will be different in each entry.
For example, my next entry in the 12 1xR Themes is focused on a couple (T). BUT 1xR do have something in there. I'll be posting that AFTER T's entry. If you are at the 1xr LJ community, you could have read this entry. However, for the ones who aren't, I'll post it here.
1xR Theme #1: Teddy bear with a pink satin bow.
I?ll find an explanation to Y.O.U. I hadn?t figured out what it stands for yet, but I will. (And why did I choose that title? Spur of the moment.) I?ll be using Y.O.U. at each consecutive entry that I participate at in the 12 1xR Themes. Each entry of Y.O.U. may or may not be linked. The only consistent factor is 1xR (of course!). The focus of my torture will be different in each entry.
For example, my next entry in the 12 1xR Themes is focused on a couple (T). BUT 1xR do have something in there. I'll be posting that AFTER T's entry. If you are at the 1xr LJ community, you could have read this entry. However, for the ones who aren't, I'll post it here.
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bookworm Tortures Trowa x?
Bookworm twirled her pen.
?I?m having fun torturing him.?
She sighed.
?I?ll torture him?AGAIN.?
Bookworm SMILED.
~*~
The silent figure stared at the voodoo doll.
?You stole my fan base.?
The doll was shaken.
?You stole my children?s worship.?
The doll was violently shaken.
?You?YOU!?
The doll was slammed down on the table.
The silent figure points accusingly at the doll.
?You?ll pay.?
The silent figure got an EVIL smile.
?HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?
~*~
It was a normal day.
Normal, that is?until?
?ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?
Several children blinked. One of them stepped out of the group and approached his father. ?What?s the matter, Dad??
Zechs glared at the adults. ?Who DID this??
Another man walked in, saw the accident, and immediately stopped.
Duo raised his hands. ?I didn?t do it.?
Zechs GLARED. ?Then WHO did??
Before any of the others could answer, there was another noise.
?AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?
Wufei strode outside the building, looking pretty pissed and dusty. ?Who was the person who put a TRAP in the dojo hall??
Zechs got out of the trap he was in. ?Better yet, who is putting these traps in this Preventer camp.?
BAM!
The three men stared at each other. As one, they ran towards the noise, not realizing that the children were also at their tail.
~*~
Meiran put her fists on her hips and glared at the audience.
?Now WHO is the person who set those traps??
No one spoke.
A tick appeared on her head. ?Speak up!?
The only one who did was H.J.
?There are clues.?
The rest turned to stare at the firstborn Yuy.
?Each trap was positioned for someone who has qualifications that resembles the Preventer 5 and Uncle Millie.?
Zechs shot his nephew a glare but his wife gave him a reprimanding look.
Quatre grew thoughtful. ?That seems likely.?
Dorothy narrowed her eyes at the eldest Yuy child. ?And which one of the six men do you think the traps were aimed at??
?Me.?
The other adults turned to Heero.
The Japanese man held out his evidence.
It was a voodoo doll of the pilot 01.
His niece tugged her uncle?s pants.
Heero looked down.
His niece smiled. ?Ca I ?ave it, ?ncle H?ro??
Heero put his hand on the little blonde?s head. ?I?m afraid this doll won?t work for a princess like you. On the other hand?? Like magic, another doll replaced the voodoo doll and he gave it to his niece. ??this one is more suitable for you.?
His niece grinned and happily hugged the Perfect Clown doll. ?T?ank ?ou.?
?No!!?
Heero turned to the tall man. ?Hn.?
The others were gazing at the tall man in bewilderment. His wife took a step forward.
?Trowa??
Trowa didn?t hear her. He took one step forward?
?and immediately fell.
?Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?
The others blinked.
H.J. turned to his father.
Heero shrugged. ?I guess he forgot his own traps.?
Relena raised her eyebrow but didn?t comment.
Her niece, on the other hand, had stepped nearer to the trap. Before her parents could reprimand her for being near such a deep hole, she dropped the doll. Turning innocent eyes on the group, she explained, ?Doll bet?er wit? ?im.?
~*~
Bookworm sighed.
?It didn?t turn out as I wanted it to.?
Bookworm sighed again.
?Oh, well. There is always another time.?
THE END
Bookworm twirled her pen.
?I?m having fun torturing him.?
She sighed.
?I?ll torture him?AGAIN.?
Bookworm SMILED.
~*~
The silent figure stared at the voodoo doll.
?You stole my fan base.?
The doll was shaken.
?You stole my children?s worship.?
The doll was violently shaken.
?You?YOU!?
The doll was slammed down on the table.
The silent figure points accusingly at the doll.
?You?ll pay.?
The silent figure got an EVIL smile.
?HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?
~*~
It was a normal day.
Normal, that is?until?
?ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?
Several children blinked. One of them stepped out of the group and approached his father. ?What?s the matter, Dad??
Zechs glared at the adults. ?Who DID this??
Another man walked in, saw the accident, and immediately stopped.
Duo raised his hands. ?I didn?t do it.?
Zechs GLARED. ?Then WHO did??
Before any of the others could answer, there was another noise.
?AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?
Wufei strode outside the building, looking pretty pissed and dusty. ?Who was the person who put a TRAP in the dojo hall??
Zechs got out of the trap he was in. ?Better yet, who is putting these traps in this Preventer camp.?
BAM!
The three men stared at each other. As one, they ran towards the noise, not realizing that the children were also at their tail.
~*~
Meiran put her fists on her hips and glared at the audience.
?Now WHO is the person who set those traps??
No one spoke.
A tick appeared on her head. ?Speak up!?
The only one who did was H.J.
?There are clues.?
The rest turned to stare at the firstborn Yuy.
?Each trap was positioned for someone who has qualifications that resembles the Preventer 5 and Uncle Millie.?
Zechs shot his nephew a glare but his wife gave him a reprimanding look.
Quatre grew thoughtful. ?That seems likely.?
Dorothy narrowed her eyes at the eldest Yuy child. ?And which one of the six men do you think the traps were aimed at??
?Me.?
The other adults turned to Heero.
The Japanese man held out his evidence.
It was a voodoo doll of the pilot 01.
His niece tugged her uncle?s pants.
Heero looked down.
His niece smiled. ?Ca I ?ave it, ?ncle H?ro??
Heero put his hand on the little blonde?s head. ?I?m afraid this doll won?t work for a princess like you. On the other hand?? Like magic, another doll replaced the voodoo doll and he gave it to his niece. ??this one is more suitable for you.?
His niece grinned and happily hugged the Perfect Clown doll. ?T?ank ?ou.?
?No!!?
Heero turned to the tall man. ?Hn.?
The others were gazing at the tall man in bewilderment. His wife took a step forward.
?Trowa??
Trowa didn?t hear her. He took one step forward?
?and immediately fell.
?Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?
The others blinked.
H.J. turned to his father.
Heero shrugged. ?I guess he forgot his own traps.?
Relena raised her eyebrow but didn?t comment.
Her niece, on the other hand, had stepped nearer to the trap. Before her parents could reprimand her for being near such a deep hole, she dropped the doll. Turning innocent eyes on the group, she explained, ?Doll bet?er wit? ?im.?
~*~
Bookworm sighed.
?It didn?t turn out as I wanted it to.?
Bookworm sighed again.
?Oh, well. There is always another time.?
THE END
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I'll be posting the second post of the 1xR Themes entries that I had done thus far this upcoming week. Stay tuned!
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bookworm Tortures Y.O.U ^2
Trowa sweated.
He remembered?
~*~
Bookworm smirked.
?Yes, remember. Remember!!!!!?
~*~
?Do you think this is wise??
The nude man stretched and turned to look back at his wife.
?Do you want them to have their comeuppance??
His wife sat up, letting the sheet fall down from her naked body.
?Yet this could have repercussions. What if they try to blackmail us??
The man grinned and strode back to the bed. He smirked.
?Not if we did the blackmailing ourselves.?
His wife thought for a moment. Then she languidly threw her arm around his neck and pulled him closer.
?You naughty man.?
He gave her his personal sexy smile (belonging only to her).
?I?m YOUR naughty man.?
And he kissed her.
~*~
Trowa groaned.
He opened his eyes.
He blinked.
He shivered?
?And he realized that he was NAKED.
A movement caught his eyes, but before he could turn around to identify it, a weight settled on his left side.
A warm, NUDE, svelte woman.
One with her breasts pressing themselves on his arm.
One whose face was nestled near his armpit, hiding her face behind honey-colored hair.
Someone who he is PERSONALLY (not intimately?to his disgruntlement) know in his life.
Someone he was HARD for.
LITERALLY.
Trowa mentally groaned.
The woman shifted.
Trowa voiced that groan.
The woman shivered and burrowed deeper to his warm, HARD body.
Trowa knew that he had to find them some shelter from the cold. He prepared to move away (against his baser instincts) and slowly but gracefully sitting up.
The woman slept on, though giving out a grunt before moving closer to his body, seeking out the warmth that had been lost to her.
Trowa could have kept on staring at the beautiful woman but knew that time was of essence. So he got up, bent down and lifted her into his arms. Since no one could see him, he visibly winced as he felt his body get STIRRED even more by the woman in his arms, but he stoically held himself together. Briskly he walked down the beach, his gaze moving to find any shelter.
Finally, Trowa caught sight of a lean-to. Sighing in relief (well?he really wasn?t RELIEVED yet, but at least he could put down his treasure and get some respite) he strode inside, brushing aside the long leaves that were covering the entrance.
At this time, the woman stirred and lifted her head from his shoulder.
She blinked.
?Trowa???
Trowa lowered his eyes to meet her gaze. He swallowed.
That just-awakened-expression was too damn TEMPTING.
Unfortunately, the woman had clearly realized that: 1) she was naked, 2) he was naked, 3) he was holding her in his arms, and 4) HE. WAS. NAKED!!!!
Trowa lowered her so that she could stand on her own feet, putting enough space so that she won?t FEEL that he was?HARD. When she was on her own feet, he took a step backward and turned his gaze to the room.
?I found ourselves naked outside and sought this shelter from the cold.?
The woman also took a step back. ?I see.?
The two stared at the room, which had only a blanket thrown on a bed of palms, a table, and a pit where a teapot (with two cups turned upside down resting on top of it) sitting atop some warm coals.
The woman sniffed the air.
?It smells like cocoa.?
Trowa went to the pit and bent down. He could feel the interested gaze (which was worse, since he STIRRED) on his back. He took the teapot and the cups off the coals, found a stick, and stirred the coals to life. He got up and went to the table.
He saw the woman shiver, finding that his gaze had strayed to her chest, and turned his attention to pouring them some cocoa.
The woman went up to stand next to him, looking down at the hot cocoa.
?Do you think that it was tampered with??
Trowa shrugged. ?I don?t know, but I can find out.? Feeling reckless, he took a sip of the cocoa, and damn the consequences. He waited to see if anything happened. ?It doesn?t seem so.?
The woman looked at him, and then decided to take a sip of the cocoa.
Somehow as they drank the cocoa, the two found that they couldn?t quite take their gazes from each?or the OBVIOUS reactions that they were emitting for each other.
The woman shifted and nearly groaned aloud, but stifled it. Yet this alerted Trowa and he found that she was DEFINITELY turned on.
To hell with pride.
Fuck the courtship he knew she deserved.
He WANTED her.
NOW.
Trowa put his cup down.
?I want you, Midii?
Midii lowered her cup to the table. She licked her lips, her eyelids lowering down. ?Finally.?
Trowa gave her a SEXY grin and gathered her into his arms.
~*~
Heero looked up from the monitor. ?They took the bait.?
Relena smiled and handed him a cup of cocoa. ?Did you set up the blackmail material??
Heero turned to the monitor. ?All set and running.?
Relena leaned on the back of her husband?s chair and sipped from her own cup of cocoa. ?Do you thin they?ll survive??
Heero smirked. ?Not likely. That cocoa aphrodisiac was made ESPECIALLY for us by me. They WON?T survive.?
Relena?SMILED.
?Good.?
~*~
Trowa shuddered.
The pair had collapsed after continuous lovemaking (he refused to think how LONG they had been at it), their bodies worn out from the constant demand despite the fact that the aphrodisiac was still running through their system.
That was his first taste?and he had been ever since blessed with peace from any trickery?
?Until now.
He was in TROUBLE.
(Later on, he decided that it wasn?t so bad being a cuddly teddy bear with a pink ribbon.)
~*~
Bookworm chuckled.
?He should see the pictures. Bet he would change his mind.?
THE END?really?
Trowa sweated.
He remembered?
~*~
Bookworm smirked.
?Yes, remember. Remember!!!!!?
~*~
?Do you think this is wise??
The nude man stretched and turned to look back at his wife.
?Do you want them to have their comeuppance??
His wife sat up, letting the sheet fall down from her naked body.
?Yet this could have repercussions. What if they try to blackmail us??
The man grinned and strode back to the bed. He smirked.
?Not if we did the blackmailing ourselves.?
His wife thought for a moment. Then she languidly threw her arm around his neck and pulled him closer.
?You naughty man.?
He gave her his personal sexy smile (belonging only to her).
?I?m YOUR naughty man.?
And he kissed her.
~*~
Trowa groaned.
He opened his eyes.
He blinked.
He shivered?
?And he realized that he was NAKED.
A movement caught his eyes, but before he could turn around to identify it, a weight settled on his left side.
A warm, NUDE, svelte woman.
One with her breasts pressing themselves on his arm.
One whose face was nestled near his armpit, hiding her face behind honey-colored hair.
Someone who he is PERSONALLY (not intimately?to his disgruntlement) know in his life.
Someone he was HARD for.
LITERALLY.
Trowa mentally groaned.
The woman shifted.
Trowa voiced that groan.
The woman shivered and burrowed deeper to his warm, HARD body.
Trowa knew that he had to find them some shelter from the cold. He prepared to move away (against his baser instincts) and slowly but gracefully sitting up.
The woman slept on, though giving out a grunt before moving closer to his body, seeking out the warmth that had been lost to her.
Trowa could have kept on staring at the beautiful woman but knew that time was of essence. So he got up, bent down and lifted her into his arms. Since no one could see him, he visibly winced as he felt his body get STIRRED even more by the woman in his arms, but he stoically held himself together. Briskly he walked down the beach, his gaze moving to find any shelter.
Finally, Trowa caught sight of a lean-to. Sighing in relief (well?he really wasn?t RELIEVED yet, but at least he could put down his treasure and get some respite) he strode inside, brushing aside the long leaves that were covering the entrance.
At this time, the woman stirred and lifted her head from his shoulder.
She blinked.
?Trowa???
Trowa lowered his eyes to meet her gaze. He swallowed.
That just-awakened-expression was too damn TEMPTING.
Unfortunately, the woman had clearly realized that: 1) she was naked, 2) he was naked, 3) he was holding her in his arms, and 4) HE. WAS. NAKED!!!!
Trowa lowered her so that she could stand on her own feet, putting enough space so that she won?t FEEL that he was?HARD. When she was on her own feet, he took a step backward and turned his gaze to the room.
?I found ourselves naked outside and sought this shelter from the cold.?
The woman also took a step back. ?I see.?
The two stared at the room, which had only a blanket thrown on a bed of palms, a table, and a pit where a teapot (with two cups turned upside down resting on top of it) sitting atop some warm coals.
The woman sniffed the air.
?It smells like cocoa.?
Trowa went to the pit and bent down. He could feel the interested gaze (which was worse, since he STIRRED) on his back. He took the teapot and the cups off the coals, found a stick, and stirred the coals to life. He got up and went to the table.
He saw the woman shiver, finding that his gaze had strayed to her chest, and turned his attention to pouring them some cocoa.
The woman went up to stand next to him, looking down at the hot cocoa.
?Do you think that it was tampered with??
Trowa shrugged. ?I don?t know, but I can find out.? Feeling reckless, he took a sip of the cocoa, and damn the consequences. He waited to see if anything happened. ?It doesn?t seem so.?
The woman looked at him, and then decided to take a sip of the cocoa.
Somehow as they drank the cocoa, the two found that they couldn?t quite take their gazes from each?or the OBVIOUS reactions that they were emitting for each other.
The woman shifted and nearly groaned aloud, but stifled it. Yet this alerted Trowa and he found that she was DEFINITELY turned on.
To hell with pride.
Fuck the courtship he knew she deserved.
He WANTED her.
NOW.
Trowa put his cup down.
?I want you, Midii?
Midii lowered her cup to the table. She licked her lips, her eyelids lowering down. ?Finally.?
Trowa gave her a SEXY grin and gathered her into his arms.
~*~
Heero looked up from the monitor. ?They took the bait.?
Relena smiled and handed him a cup of cocoa. ?Did you set up the blackmail material??
Heero turned to the monitor. ?All set and running.?
Relena leaned on the back of her husband?s chair and sipped from her own cup of cocoa. ?Do you thin they?ll survive??
Heero smirked. ?Not likely. That cocoa aphrodisiac was made ESPECIALLY for us by me. They WON?T survive.?
Relena?SMILED.
?Good.?
~*~
Trowa shuddered.
The pair had collapsed after continuous lovemaking (he refused to think how LONG they had been at it), their bodies worn out from the constant demand despite the fact that the aphrodisiac was still running through their system.
That was his first taste?and he had been ever since blessed with peace from any trickery?
?Until now.
He was in TROUBLE.
(Later on, he decided that it wasn?t so bad being a cuddly teddy bear with a pink ribbon.)
~*~
Bookworm chuckled.
?He should see the pictures. Bet he would change his mind.?
THE END?really?
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