Downtime -- The G-Boy Way
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windandwater[Scene: GW Common Room]
Quatre: [enters from the hallway door and throws himself onto the couch, sprawling as much as he can, exhausted but happy] Allah! I never thought that would get done!
[Duo bursts into the room, practically bouncing]
Duo: Woo hoo! [throws himself over the back of the couch to land on a startled Quatre]
Quatre: OOF!! [flails]
Duo: [scoots so he isn't crushing Quatre anymore, but is still perched on Quatre's lap] Sorry, Q-ball! I'm in a good mood!
Quatre: [dryly] I can see that.
Duo: [gives him a spontaneous hug] The Writer was actually in a good mood today! We got written!
Quatre: [returning the hug] I wouldn't call the Writer's mood "good", Duo. More like ambivalent... bored... stressed out...
Duo: Who cares? We finally got some writing out of her! [starts to tickle Quatre]
[both boys engage in a tickle war that has the inevitable outcome... they start to grope and make out on the couch]
Wufei: [amused] Looks like they started without us.
[Quatre and Duo break off their kissing, flushed and smiling]
Duo: Wu-babe! Hee-chan! Aren't you HAPPY?! [bounces giddily]
Heero: [smirks] Of course. Looks like you were glad for the bunnywork, too.
Duo: [not giving up his position straddled across Quatre] Oh? And what makes you say that?
Wufei: How about the fact that Quatre's going to explode if you keep bouncing on him like that?
Duo: What makes you think I'm not planning on that?
Quatre: [at the same time] What makes you think I'm not enjoying it?
Wufei: Well, you shouldn't let *us* stop you.
Heero: We'll just have to join ourselves.
[Wufei and Heero jump over the back of the couch, causing Duo and Quatre to squeak. All four boys begin their "personal" greetings, not really caring who they're kissing at the moment]
Trowa: Why is it that everytime there's a party, I'm not invited?
[the four Gundam pilots grin at Trowa]
Duo: Tro! Come on! Join the fun!
[Trowa manages to squeeze himself onto the couch as well, having to bodily lift Wufei and put him in his lap]
Duo: Why didn't you take more advantage of the Writer's free-for-all snipping?
Trowa: [slightly distracted by Duo's hands under his shirt and Wufei's mouth on his neck] Ah... I don't have any bunnies in the queue... aaaaaahhhhh... the Writer refuses to clean-up the vidfic. Besides, I got the Rhythm Noir one pushed through.
Quatre: [pauses from where he's trying to get Heero out of his shirt] The vidfic? Trowa... that fic was seriously deranged.
Trowa: [lifting his head from where he's kissing a trail down Duo's arm] Deranged? Do I even have to bring up cooking impliments and dark shades?
Wufei: [almost snarling] Barton! Winner! You're killing the mood!
Duo: That's right! Less talking, more groping!
Heero: [smirks and rips Quatre's shirt off his back... literally]
All: RYOUKAI!
Quatre: [enters from the hallway door and throws himself onto the couch, sprawling as much as he can, exhausted but happy] Allah! I never thought that would get done!
[Duo bursts into the room, practically bouncing]
Duo: Woo hoo! [throws himself over the back of the couch to land on a startled Quatre]
Quatre: OOF!! [flails]
Duo: [scoots so he isn't crushing Quatre anymore, but is still perched on Quatre's lap] Sorry, Q-ball! I'm in a good mood!
Quatre: [dryly] I can see that.
Duo: [gives him a spontaneous hug] The Writer was actually in a good mood today! We got written!
Quatre: [returning the hug] I wouldn't call the Writer's mood "good", Duo. More like ambivalent... bored... stressed out...
Duo: Who cares? We finally got some writing out of her! [starts to tickle Quatre]
[both boys engage in a tickle war that has the inevitable outcome... they start to grope and make out on the couch]
Wufei: [amused] Looks like they started without us.
[Quatre and Duo break off their kissing, flushed and smiling]
Duo: Wu-babe! Hee-chan! Aren't you HAPPY?! [bounces giddily]
Heero: [smirks] Of course. Looks like you were glad for the bunnywork, too.
Duo: [not giving up his position straddled across Quatre] Oh? And what makes you say that?
Wufei: How about the fact that Quatre's going to explode if you keep bouncing on him like that?
Duo: What makes you think I'm not planning on that?
Quatre: [at the same time] What makes you think I'm not enjoying it?
Wufei: Well, you shouldn't let *us* stop you.
Heero: We'll just have to join ourselves.
[Wufei and Heero jump over the back of the couch, causing Duo and Quatre to squeak. All four boys begin their "personal" greetings, not really caring who they're kissing at the moment]
Trowa: Why is it that everytime there's a party, I'm not invited?
[the four Gundam pilots grin at Trowa]
Duo: Tro! Come on! Join the fun!
[Trowa manages to squeeze himself onto the couch as well, having to bodily lift Wufei and put him in his lap]
Duo: Why didn't you take more advantage of the Writer's free-for-all snipping?
Trowa: [slightly distracted by Duo's hands under his shirt and Wufei's mouth on his neck] Ah... I don't have any bunnies in the queue... aaaaaahhhhh... the Writer refuses to clean-up the vidfic. Besides, I got the Rhythm Noir one pushed through.
Quatre: [pauses from where he's trying to get Heero out of his shirt] The vidfic? Trowa... that fic was seriously deranged.
Trowa: [lifting his head from where he's kissing a trail down Duo's arm] Deranged? Do I even have to bring up cooking impliments and dark shades?
Wufei: [almost snarling] Barton! Winner! You're killing the mood!
Duo: That's right! Less talking, more groping!
Heero: [smirks and rips Quatre's shirt off his back... literally]
All: RYOUKAI!