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windandwater[Scene: Music Conservatory]
[Quatre is rubbing down his violin and packing it into its case. He's wearing his khakis, but his vest has been tossed off to the side and his pink shirt is unbuttoned, swinging around his hips with every movement he makes. There is a fine sheen of sweat on Quatre's face and chest. He got to play flat-out with no interruption. He's basically on a musician's high]
Quatre: [snapping case shut and propping it in a cabinet] Finished. [looks around] Hmmmm... I wish Trowa hadn't left. I could have taken him on top of the grand piano. [laughs to himself] If only Duo could hear me now... he'd probably rejoice over his corrpution of me.
[turns around and is taken aback]
Duo! What are you doing here?
whitetrash!Duo: [sans hat] I'm lookin' for Heero--
[Quatre doesn't let him finish, glomping him with such force that Duo stumbles backwards and is pinned against the wall]
Quatre: [smirking] Hmmm... just they way I like it, Maxwell.
[He kisses Duo. Duo lets out a startled yelp but Quatre pins his arms above his head, grinding against him. Quatre runs his tongue across Duo's lips before forcing his way past clenched teeth and sweeping in. Moving one of his hands, but still keeping Duo's hands pinned with the other, Quatre pulls Duo's white shirt out from his jeans, working his way under the fabric. As he deepens the kiss, he pinches on of Duo's nipples, then rubs it to a hard point. Duo is struggling, but can't hope to win against a seme!Quatre on a musician's high.]
Quatre: [breaks the kiss, but speaks right against Duo's lips] Hmmm... keep doing that, Duo, and we'll never make it to the grand piano. I'm gonna have to fuck you through the floor. [his hands wander down to the front of Duo's jeans, rubbing urgently]
Duo: Eeeeep! [tries to break Quatre's hold again]
Quatre: [with a ZERO-esque gleam in his eyes] Don't be coy with me, Duo... I know you want it...
Tomoyo: [from the hallway] Quatre-kun? Were you going to join Trowa and I for tea?
Quatre: [muttering] ... dammit... [outloud] I'm coming, Tomoyo-san! [to Duo] Or I would have if we weren't interrupted. [kisses Duo hungrily again] I'll see you later, Duo. I'll bring Trowa, too.
[Quatre gropes Duo one last time and then runs out the door, snatching up his vest along the way]
Duo: [still plastered against the wall] ... uuuurrrrkkkk...
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sidenote: yes, when Quatre is seme he has this nasty tendency to use talk trashy and be REALLY forceful.
[Quatre is rubbing down his violin and packing it into its case. He's wearing his khakis, but his vest has been tossed off to the side and his pink shirt is unbuttoned, swinging around his hips with every movement he makes. There is a fine sheen of sweat on Quatre's face and chest. He got to play flat-out with no interruption. He's basically on a musician's high]
Quatre: [snapping case shut and propping it in a cabinet] Finished. [looks around] Hmmmm... I wish Trowa hadn't left. I could have taken him on top of the grand piano. [laughs to himself] If only Duo could hear me now... he'd probably rejoice over his corrpution of me.
[turns around and is taken aback]
Duo! What are you doing here?
whitetrash!Duo: [sans hat] I'm lookin' for Heero--
[Quatre doesn't let him finish, glomping him with such force that Duo stumbles backwards and is pinned against the wall]
Quatre: [smirking] Hmmm... just they way I like it, Maxwell.
[He kisses Duo. Duo lets out a startled yelp but Quatre pins his arms above his head, grinding against him. Quatre runs his tongue across Duo's lips before forcing his way past clenched teeth and sweeping in. Moving one of his hands, but still keeping Duo's hands pinned with the other, Quatre pulls Duo's white shirt out from his jeans, working his way under the fabric. As he deepens the kiss, he pinches on of Duo's nipples, then rubs it to a hard point. Duo is struggling, but can't hope to win against a seme!Quatre on a musician's high.]
Quatre: [breaks the kiss, but speaks right against Duo's lips] Hmmm... keep doing that, Duo, and we'll never make it to the grand piano. I'm gonna have to fuck you through the floor. [his hands wander down to the front of Duo's jeans, rubbing urgently]
Duo: Eeeeep! [tries to break Quatre's hold again]
Quatre: [with a ZERO-esque gleam in his eyes] Don't be coy with me, Duo... I know you want it...
Tomoyo: [from the hallway] Quatre-kun? Were you going to join Trowa and I for tea?
Quatre: [muttering] ... dammit... [outloud] I'm coming, Tomoyo-san! [to Duo] Or I would have if we weren't interrupted. [kisses Duo hungrily again] I'll see you later, Duo. I'll bring Trowa, too.
[Quatre gropes Duo one last time and then runs out the door, snatching up his vest along the way]
Duo: [still plastered against the wall] ... uuuurrrrkkkk...
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sidenote: yes, when Quatre is seme he has this nasty tendency to use talk trashy and be REALLY forceful.