[Gundam Wing] Gentle
Title: Gentle Author: Trio Maxwell-Chang Fandom: Gundam Wing Pairing or POV: Quatre/Trowa Special Note: Happy birthday, Kel!
They dusted over his skin, those slender, pale fingers. They were well-callused, a result of the rigors of piloting a Gundam and well-practiced skill with a violin. And they dusted over his skin slowly. The stolen moments away from the war held a gentle counterpoint to the harsh realities of their lives, realities that all too often spelled pain for them.
But he had a way of erasing all that pain, washing it clear with a delicate touch. They'd all talked about sex - they talked about a lot of things, in the darkness of a safehouse in the middle of the night. Sex always seemed to be a favorite, along with memories. Dreams and plans for the future were anathema to them, but the past and present were wide open topics.
This touch was about more than just sex, though. It was comfort, and that hope left unspoken in the middle of the night. It wasn't the raw, pounding exertion he'd always expected. It was slow, and lingering, and sharper for all the muted ecstasy within it. It was worship.