[Fic] Too Good To Be True
Aug. 1st, 2006 05:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
windandwaterTitle: Too Good To Be True
Pairing: Quatre/Duo (with implications of OT5)
Rating: R
Warnings: Humor, sexuality, boys kissing, and possible false advertising. Also, cabana boys.
Notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
windsorblue's Anon Fic Meme. I stumped her with this one.
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Quatre frowned at the brochure he held in his hands. "It really sounds too good to be true. It's probably got all manner of add-ons and --"
"False advertising from big business? I am shocked and appalled!" Duo interrupted, hopping up to sit on the edge of Quatre's desk. Quatre frowned a bit as he watched this week's economic reports get squashed under Duo's rear, then stopped that thought before his mind wandered to how tight Duo's jeans fit him today.
"Just take it as it is, Q-ball! I mean, it's not like you wouldn't sue them to death if they pulled something funny. Who would have the balls to try and pull one over on Quatre Winner?"
"You mean besides you?" Quatre retorted, then dropped his eyes back down to the glossy pages. "I suppose you won't let me hear the end of it, if I don't give in."
Duo huffed, scooting over towards Quatre more -- ah, there went last month's contracts, falling off the desk -- and Duo leaned down, his braid swinging over to thwack lightly against Quatre's nose. "Are you calling me a nag? I'm pretty sure you're not calling me a nag right before the best vacation ever."
Quatre took hold of Duo's braid before it hit him in the nose again and leaned back, staring Duo in the eyes. "Don't you dare imply that you'll hold out on me. We both know you'd probably cave in the car while we're driving to the airport."
"Hey! Have some respect for my self-restraint!" Duo shrugged. "I'd at LEAST hold out until we got in our seats, then I'd probably go down on you while in-flight."
Oh, Duo's confident grin was irresistable and Quatre felt all of complaints wash away. He set the brochure to the side and tugged on Duo's braid. "All right. Fine. We'll go on the island vacation. But if any extra charges come up, I'm leaving it all to you. You're the one who wanted me to relax."
With an enthusiastic whoop, Duo was off the desk and in Quatre's lap, accompanied by a very thorough kiss topped with a grope. "You won't regret it, you'll see."
And as Quatre's hands were getting familiar with Duo's back pockets, he frowned a bit as Duo pulled out his cellphone and hit speed dial. Duo caught the look and grinned wholeheartedly again.
"What's an island vacation without cabana boys? I figure we could bring three of our own and not have to worry about those extra charges!"
-- Owari --
Pairing: Quatre/Duo (with implications of OT5)
Rating: R
Warnings: Humor, sexuality, boys kissing, and possible false advertising. Also, cabana boys.
Notes: Written for
windsorblue's Anon Fic Meme. I stumped her with this one. ----------------------------------------------------------
Quatre frowned at the brochure he held in his hands. "It really sounds too good to be true. It's probably got all manner of add-ons and --"
"False advertising from big business? I am shocked and appalled!" Duo interrupted, hopping up to sit on the edge of Quatre's desk. Quatre frowned a bit as he watched this week's economic reports get squashed under Duo's rear, then stopped that thought before his mind wandered to how tight Duo's jeans fit him today.
"Just take it as it is, Q-ball! I mean, it's not like you wouldn't sue them to death if they pulled something funny. Who would have the balls to try and pull one over on Quatre Winner?"
"You mean besides you?" Quatre retorted, then dropped his eyes back down to the glossy pages. "I suppose you won't let me hear the end of it, if I don't give in."
Duo huffed, scooting over towards Quatre more -- ah, there went last month's contracts, falling off the desk -- and Duo leaned down, his braid swinging over to thwack lightly against Quatre's nose. "Are you calling me a nag? I'm pretty sure you're not calling me a nag right before the best vacation ever."
Quatre took hold of Duo's braid before it hit him in the nose again and leaned back, staring Duo in the eyes. "Don't you dare imply that you'll hold out on me. We both know you'd probably cave in the car while we're driving to the airport."
"Hey! Have some respect for my self-restraint!" Duo shrugged. "I'd at LEAST hold out until we got in our seats, then I'd probably go down on you while in-flight."
Oh, Duo's confident grin was irresistable and Quatre felt all of complaints wash away. He set the brochure to the side and tugged on Duo's braid. "All right. Fine. We'll go on the island vacation. But if any extra charges come up, I'm leaving it all to you. You're the one who wanted me to relax."
With an enthusiastic whoop, Duo was off the desk and in Quatre's lap, accompanied by a very thorough kiss topped with a grope. "You won't regret it, you'll see."
And as Quatre's hands were getting familiar with Duo's back pockets, he frowned a bit as Duo pulled out his cellphone and hit speed dial. Duo caught the look and grinned wholeheartedly again.
"What's an island vacation without cabana boys? I figure we could bring three of our own and not have to worry about those extra charges!"
-- Owari --
