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?
One more thing... This is a 3xH fic... so if you don't like Trowa as being slightly forceful and seme, I apologize...
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.
Love knows no bounds, they used to say. Well, those 'non-existant' bounds were put to the test when my car broke down a week ago. Let's just say, that guy I could fall for, fell for me.
"Damn sonovabitch!!" I kicked my car, pissed off at the fact that the engine had decided to overheat. I opened the hood and looked around. Yup, I would have to wait until the engine cooled down before I could do anything.
I sat back in the driver's seat, with the door open. I looked up and down the highway. It was nearly dusk, and the highway was completely empty. I looked like one of those deserted highways in the movies, with no one for miles around. I just hoped that I could fix my car on my own, or else it'd be a long walk.
I pulled out a book and started reading. Good thing Duo left that weird science-fiction book in my car last Thursday. I got to the fifth chapter when I heard the sound of another car. That got me out of my reading trance, and I put the book down and went out to check the engine. It looked okay, so I got back into the driver's seat to see if it would turn on.
Several choking sounds later, I decided that I would need to actually get down and dirty. When I stepped out of my car again, I realized that the driver of the other car had parked behind me, and was now standing in front of me.
"Uh... can I help you?" I asked. Pretty lame thing to say, since the person who needed help was me. Then I recognized him from school. He was the guy I nearly fell for when I first arrived at this school. "Your name's Trowa, right?" I asked. He nodded, and gave the barest hint of a smile.
"And you're Hilde, correct?"
I nodded.
"Need help with your car?"
"Yeah... It won't start for some reason."
We both looked into my car. "See that," he said while he pointed at some vague spot off to the side of engine, "that is where the wire's busted. I'll have to go to my car to get the parts."
"You keep spare parts in your car?"
"You never know what might happen."
As he walked away, I felt him brush against me a bit too closely. I watched him walk towards his car and bend over into the back seat to reach for the parts. I suddenly realized that I was looking at his toosh a little too much. It was a nice ass, but I really shouldn't have been looking. He came back with a tool box and a small smile on his face, like he knew something that I didn't.
He took out some tools. "You'd better just sit down, this might take a while."
So I sat in the front seat, and watched him work for lack of anything else to do. I would have read the book, but it was too dark now, and the light in my car doesn't work. Remind me to get that fixed.
"All done," he said after about half an hour. I had slowly watched as he completely overhauled the engine, and as button by button, he had opened his shirt. His shirt was now completely open, and it wavered slightly in the wind. He looked like dream mechanic guy, with the grease on his hands and everything.
I shook the thought away and offered him a water bottle. I had a few in the back for emergencies. He took a gulp, then washed his hands. He tossed the empty bottle back at me. "Don't wanna litter, right?" he said. I smiled and threw the bottle in the back. When I turned back around, he was in my face. "You have a pretty smile, you know?" he whispered.
I gulped.
Trowa slowly advanced, pushing me down onto the seat. His hot body was pushed against mine, and I knew that he wanted more from than a thank you hug. I felt his hand reach up my mini-skirt and towards the more sacred part of me. His other hand was busy unbuttoning the blouse that I had on.
"Hey... wait a minute..." I protested.
"I don't want to force you to do anything you really don't want to do. But I really want you."
I could feel his want, right through his pants. He was a sweet guy, really. I had talked to him a few times when we were in the same class. Nice guy, and real smart too. And of course, those first few months I had the biggest crush on him.
Then I met Heero and understood Duo's relationship with him, and then they brought me into their circle of love. I couldn't betray them like this.
Too bad my body didn't feel the same.
And then two fingers penetrated me. "Ah..." I moaned. He started moving them in and out, and his other hand cupped my left breast. kneading it gently. His green eyes were hypnotic, and I felt myself give in to my body's wants...
"I want... want you..." I said shakily.
He smiled seductively, and I knew that I was going to regret this later. But to hell with later, it felt good now!
Trowa pulled his fingers out of me, and licked them clean. "Yum," he said while he pushed my skirt up and pulled down my panties. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, dripping at the tip.
He descended on me, his lips teasing my nipples as he slowly entered my body. He thrust in, and I could feel every inch of it. It was a forbidden love, hell, a forbidden fuck, and I knew that I would definitely feel guilty.
But that was what made it so good now.
He rocked back and forth, and I could hear the sound of our bodies crashing against each other, like wet hammering. He had moved up to suck on the sensitive skin of my neck, making me whimper with pleasure.
"You're so tight, babe," he whispered. "But you're a slut, aren't you?" He said it like it was a good thing, so I somehow didn't take offence. Actually, it made me moan.
"That's right, slut." He thrusted harder. "Like that? You know you did." He licked my ear. "You little whore, you want more, don't you?"
I just moaned for more, more sex. I wanted him to fuck my brains out. "Please," I whimpered, "Fuck me, fuck me hard..."
And being the nice guy that he was, he did.
"Ah... ah... yes... yes... fuck yes... oh!"
I came as he did, our gasps and moans making a lovely erotic symphony.
"See ya around," Trowa said as he drove off. I watched, my clothes back on and my pussy all clean. We had licked each other clean afterwards.
I felt kinda bad as I drove back home that night. The guys were wondering why I was late, and I told them I had a bit of car trouble. I went straight to bed, and listened to them sleep. I couldn't. I wouldn't sleep soundly for a while. The guilty voice in my head just wouldn't leave me alone.