Since I got such good feedback on my College Threeway fic, I decided to make it into a series! So insert all the following fics right before the last paragraph of that fic, okay?
WARNINGS: Lemon, lemon, and more lemon. Some graphic language. But there is a plot! Sort of...
Oh yeah, and all characters belong to their original owners, blah blah blah, disclaimers and that kind of crap apply, yada, yada... I take nothing from Red Shoe Diaries, I just saw a commercial about it, and I got the idea for the title, but that's it.
No one ever told me that life was easy. No one told me that life was fair. But no one ever told me that life with two guys would be hard. And here I thought life would be simpler with two men in my life.
"Duo! Have you done the laundry yet?"
"Of course not!"
"Well, why not?"
"Because that's women's work!"
"Fine then!" I stomped up to him while he was laying on the couch watching Saturday Night TV, and dumped a hamper of dirty clothes on him. He sputtered, sprawled out on the couch in his tank top and jeans. "Wash these, ONNA...," I said, articulating my words so that every syllable stung like a bee.
"Che..." Duo snorted, but picked up the dirty clothes and went to wash them. I smirked as he left our dorm room.
It had only been three weeks since Duo, Heero and I had our first experience together. After that we got a bigger dorm, and Heero moved in with us. Then we started to get along like a normal little ménage à trois, except that neither Duo nor Heero were normal. Duo had a hidden life to him, a cheerful exterior that totally hid the silent and thoughtful side of him. In fact, I totally missed that side of him until Heero pointed it out. Which leads me to Heero. He's really quiet and seems anti-social, but he's also really observant, and while that cold stare would scare even the toughest bully, he has a kind heart and a caring soul. I like them both very much.
"OI! Where's the detergent?" Duo yelled from the hallway.
"Go buy some!" I yelled back.
Boys. They'll never learn.
I looked at the clock again. It had been three hours since Duo had gone out to wash the dirty clothes. And I thought I was slow with the laundry. I glanced over at Heero, who was sitting on his bed, reading a book. "Hey Heero, shouldn't we look for him?"
"He'll be fine."
I just sighed and kept myself busy for another hour, then I finally decided to go look for him.
"Have fun," Heero said. I just looked at him to see if he really was going to stay. He was. I slammed the door.
I walked down to our local laundromat, the Laundro-matic. It was nearing midnight, and Duo had left at 8. I barged into the building, blinking my eyes to get used to the lighting. It was far too bright in here. The rows and rows of washing machines and dryers were all an "avocado" color, otherwise known as puke green. The decor had much to be desired. But, the prices were cheap, and that was good for starving students such as ourselves.
"Duo!" He was sitting on one of the washing machines that was located on the far wall, swaying his legs like a little kid. Sometimes he had the mentality of one. "Duo no baka," I chastised while he copped a feel. I slapped his hand away and glared at him
"Let me explain!" he pleaded. "I came here, found out that they were out of detergent, so I had to go across town to the nearest shopping center, when I bumped into one of my friends from high school. So we talked for a while, and time just kinda flew. Then I came back, and I realized that I hadn't bought the detergent, so I had to go back to buy some, come back, and now it's washing. See?" He tapped the adjacent washing machine with his heel. I looked in, and saw that he was washing the whites with the color.
"You dumbass. You shouldn't wash the whites with the color. It makes the whites all grey and not white."
"Eh. Not my fault. You're the one who left it up to me."
"Every idiot knows how to separate the whites and colors!"
"Every idiot didn't grow up in a family."
"Ev—" I stopped. "You didn't have a family?"
"No. My parents died when I was very young. I was stuck in an orphanage until I was old enough to get a job. Then they kicked me out, and I had to live with some old couple until I had enough money to pay for a dorm and college."
"I... I'm sorry."
"Eh, it's okay. I got you and Heero now, so I'm happy." He gave me a smile that was twisted with grief. I walked up to him and hugged him. He rested his chin on my head and we just stood there; well, he sat and I stood there.
And then, as if on cue, the lights went out. Looking out the window, I saw that the buildings across the street also were dark. The old lady that owned this laundromat came out from her office with a candle. "You young'uns look after the shop. I'm gonna go out to take a look-see." I loved how she talked, reminded me of my own grandmother.
"I'll be back in half an hour, don't get into trouble kids."
"We won't Mrs. Flaun," Duo and I said in unison. She left, and we smiled at each other.
"And now... we make passionate love on the washing machines." Duo always had a way of bringing up topics.
"No way. What if we get caught?"
"That's the beauty of it all. C'mon, whaddya say? Don't you love the adrenaline rush? The fear, the danger, the kinkiness of fucking on washing machines?"
With a delivery like that, it was surprising why Heero was never stressed out. They say sex was a good way to relieve stress. I'm starting to believe that they, whoever 'they' are, are right.
We kissed passionately, his hands stroking my skin. His hands went up to my bare shoulders, and down to the hem of my mini-skirt. When we broke he whispered, "turn around." I did so, and he lifted up the back of my mini skirt, groping my ass. "Uh huh, you are definitely too tense..." he murmured as he pulled down my panties. I stepped out of them and he touched my clit. "And wet too..."
He pushed a finger into my pussy, and fingerfucked me. I leaned back, my hands on either side of him on the laundry machine, my back leaning against him. He was already hard, so I guess just thinking about screwing out in the open turned him on. His hardness was digging into my back.
His left hand went under my spaghetti string top, and fondling my breasts. He wouldn't pull down my bra. I think he did that to tease me, but I also think he liked the feel of satin. His other hand was busy pleasuring me in another area, his fingers reaching deep inside of me, his thumb playing with my clit. I moaned with each gentle caress.
He pulled out and pushed me away. I turned around to watch him lick his fingers. "Yum yum, tastes good," Duo teased.
Duo patted his lap, and I bent over to nuzzle it. I unbuttoned and unzipped his fly, pulling out his cock. I licked the dew at the tip, causing Duo to utter my name. "Hilde... suck..."
I knew what that meant. I took him in my mouth, tasting him as I licked his shaft up and down. I just took the head for now, lapping and sucking until he grabbed my head and forced me lower. I took more of him in, swallowing past my gag reflex to accomodate his swelling member.
His hands ran through my hair, massaging my scalp as he moaned. "Mmm, so good, so wet..." Duo mumbled. I looked up at him as he leaned his head back and sighed. He was so sexy like that.
He pulled my hair, dragging from his shaft to kiss my lips, plundering my mouth with his tongue. We wrestled tongues for a while, then he got a little excited and picked me up. He scooted back towards the wall and leaned back, bringing me above his cock. I was on my knees, and I wanted to lower myself onto his hardness, driving it into me...
"Wait."
Of all the things I wanted Duo to say, it wasn't that. "What?" I asked. "Why do I have to wait?"
"You don't want to get pregnant yet, do ya?"
"Oh. Eh heh..." He was more careful about these things than I was. He pulled a condom out of his pocket. "You carry condoms in your pocket?" I asked.
"Yeah, I mean, you never know when you get a sudden urge, you know?"
That boy was crazy. He slipped the condom on and then put his hands on my hip, easing me down slowly. I felt him enter me, the heat and friction against my clit making me pant loudly.
"Ride me," he commanded, his hands sliding up underneath my top to grasp my breasts. I started moving up and down on him slowly. Our pace moved rapidly though, and soon I was riding him like a cowboy rides a wild bronco, his hips bucking and thrusting into me.
"Uhhh, please, yes, oh god, fuck me, yes..." I moaned. Duo grabbed my waist and pulled me down as hard as he could without hurting me. I nearly screamed, but bit my lip before I could. I realized the danger we were in. The risk.
I suddenly went dizzy with an adrenaline rush, the hormones running through me. I bent down to kiss Duo, and I came moaning into his mouth. He came a moment later, breathing my name.
We cleaned himself up in the restroom. I pulled my panties back on, and he zipped up his pants. We came out just in time to see the lights come back on. Mrs. Flaun came back in, her candle now extinguished.
"That didn't take long. Thanks kids. Remind me to give you a free wash next time you come in, okay?"
"Okay," I replied, and Duo and I finished the rest of our laundry before leaving.
We came back at 1 AM, trying to sneak in without waking up Heero. But the minute we stepped in, Heero turned on the light. He looked at Duo, to me, then back to Duo. Duo nodded and took the clothes from my hand. "I'll put these away," he said before walking away. I looked from Duo, then to Heero. "What was that all about?"
Heero just smirked and led me to the bathroom. "You got some explaining to do, and I intend on making you scream." I was scared for a moment, then I smiled back and said, "We'll see who screams first."
It's gonna be a long night.