This IS a PWP. I will not lie to you. This is pure unadulterated smut. I am not kidding. We are dealing with a pimpin' Quatre. So if you don't wanna read about Quatre with Relena, Noin, Duo, Heero, and Trowa, consecutively, then don't read this.
Pairings: 4xR, 4x9, 4x2, 4x1... oh yeah, and 4x3.
WARNINGS: LEMON!!! YAOI!!! HETERO!!! EVERYTHING!!! Um, and some cussing too.
Oh yeah, and all characters belong to their original owners, blah blah blah, disclaimers and that kind of crap apply, yada, yada...
It was inspection day at the Bordello of Ill Repute. A young man with blond hair and blue eyes walked into the main hallway. He was dressed in slacks, a dress shirt and loafers. Quatre, the pimp, er, I mean owner of this fine establishment was checking the girls (and guys) for any faults they might have. Inspection day was always his favorite part of the job.
Quatre walked into the left wing. This place held the female prostitues. He walked into a few of the rooms, looking at them, making sure they hadn't gotten sick. He finally came down to the end of the hallway, where there were two rooms side by side. He entered the one on the left. There, sitting on the bed was Relena, one of the new recruits. She was wearing a black lace teddy. Quatre walked over to her and grabbed a breast. She gasped.
"Don't worry, I'm only here for inspection..." Quatre said as he looked her up and down. "Mm, very nice. But how are you at seducing?" Relena smiled and crawled onto his lap. "I'll show you," she purred. She kissed him and their lips locked, their tongues exploring. Quatre put his hands on her breasts and kneaded them gently. Relena's hand went down to unzip his pants, and pull out his erection. She rubbed the tip with her thumb. He moaned into her mouth and reached up to slip the straps of the teddy down to reveal her creamy breasts. He broke off the kiss and sucked on a nipple. Relena ran her hands through his angel soft hair, sighing his name. "Oh, Mr. Winner..." He teased another nipple, but not before saying, "Please, call me Quatre." He took her lips again, forcing his tongue into her throat.
When they finally broke for air, Quatre smiled and said, "Very good, but now..." He pushed her onto the bed and took off his pants. He straddled her waist, his cock inbetween her breasts. Quatre's smiled turned wicked. "What do you want me to do?" he asked her, with a hint of menace in his voice. "Fuck my tits," Relena pleaded. He flashed a wicked grin, and fucked her.
"Oh! Oh yes..." Quatre came, squirting cum all over Relena's face. He lay beside her, licking some of it off. "You're a good fuck babe, I should charge a little more for you," he said before getting up and pulling his pants back on.
He left her room to go into the room next door. This was Noin's room. She was one of the veterans here, but he still liked to visit her personally. No matter how many men Noin slept with, she was always tight. It amazed him. No wonder the other girls nicknamed her the "virgin killer."
Quatre opened the door, to see Noin lying on the bed, her legs spread out. She was wearing only a bra and panties. He walked up to her and touched her crotch. It was already wet. "You heard me and Relena, didn't you?" he asked, a knowing grin on his face. Noin nodded. "It made me so horny just thinking about you, Mr. Winner."
"How many times have I told you, call me Quatre."
"Oh. I guess I've been a naughty girl. You going to have to do something about it." She turned over so she was leaning over with her hands on her bed and her ass sticking up. Quatre smirked and grabbed a hairbrush nearby. He sat down on the bed and grabbed Noin, pulling her over his lap so that her butt was in the perfect spanking position. He whapped the hairbrush on her ass. "Ooh, more please. I haven't been punished enough." He spanked her again and again, making loud clapping noises, and earning him whimpers from the older woman.
"Quatre, your dick is sticking into my stomach," Noin said after a while. Quatre noticed and lay back on the bed. "Then do something about it." Noin smiled and took off her undergarments. She sat on his lap, guiding his hard cock into her pussy. "Oh, Noin, you're always so tight!" He thrusted upwards, pushing himself into her wet tightness. "Oh god, your cunt is so wet... Mm, I want to fuck you!"
"Then do it! Fuck my hot cunt!" She bounced up and down on him, his hands on her waist guiding her, telling her how high she could go before impaling herself back down on his hardness.
"Ah! Yes! Mm! Your pussy is so tight!" Quatre moaned with delight, coming into her. "Oh Quatre! Fill me with your hot steaming cum! Yes!" Noin screamed as she climaxed.
They lay next to each other, enjoying the afterglow. After the haze had lifted, Quatre grabbed his pants and put them back on. "You know," Noin said, "You should just leave your pants off. You'll be putting them on and taking them off all day." Quatre just shrugged. "It's part of business etiquette. Gotta wear pants when you meet with employees."
"But you eventually take them off anyway."
"Hey, I never said etiquette was practical," Quatre responded before waving goodbye. "Remind me to give you a bonus next paycheck."
Quatre walked over to the right wing. This was the male prostitutes, of course. Once again, he checked the dorms, making sure that everyone was okay, and noting any problems that anyone might have. Then he came to a room which he thought was empty. But upon walking past it, he noticed someone was singing. He opened the door.
"Hey! I thought the opening hours were later," the boy inside said. He was dressed in a tight blue shirt and tight jeans. Quatre just shrugged. "They are. I'm Quatre Winner." The boy's eyes widened. "Oh! Um, good afternoon, Mr. Winner. I'm Duo, I'm new. Your vice-chairman hired me..." He trailed off, not sure what to make of this unexpected visit. Quatre smiled at the boy's shyness. "You know, you're going to have to get rid of that shyness complex when you really start working. Heaven knows you won't make much money by being shy." Duo nodded. "Oh, I know that sir. It's just that I wasn't expecting your visit." Quatre started laughing. "Dammit, I'm not the slave driver from hell. You can call me Quatre. And don't argue with that." Duo just nodded more. "Yes si— I mean, Quatre."
Quatre smiled and walked up to him. "You know, today's inspection day. And since you're new... I think I'll try you out first, to see what you're like." Duo grinned. "Just so you know, I'm into bondage. So if you wanna tie me up, that's fine by me."
Quatre's smile turned feral. "Oh really..."
Duo smirked and turned around, wiggling his ass in front of him. "Doesn't this make ya feel like a man?" he asked as he ran a hand down his thigh. Quatre got hard just looking at that slim waist, masculine yet lithe body, and most of all, a tight ass. It didn't take long for Quatre to pounce and for them to shed their clothes.
Soon, Duo was tied up to the bed post, his legs over Quatre's shoulders, crying his lungs out as Quatre buttfucked him.
"Quatre!! Yes! Please! Harder! Ooh! More!" Duo was a very loud, talkative person. Even as he was being fucked, he kept talking, saying naughty things, making Quatre grow harder and more horny. "Yes, fuck my tight asshole, yes, you know you like it, I want more of your hard cock inside of me, yes!"
Quatre came inside of him, his vision faultering for a few minutes before returning to normal. Damn, Duo was one good fuck. He patted his ass before cleaning up and putting his clothes back on. "You're good. You'll be makin' tons of money." Duo just smiled and lay back on the bed, obviously still tired. "But you're gonna have to build up a good stamina," Quatre said while smiling, then left the new boy to recover.
He had inspected all the boys except for the very last one at the end of the hallway. The right door was slightly ajar, and the scent of musk traveled to Quatre's nose, making him lustful again. He went inside and closed the door behind him. Heero stood in the center of the room, wearing leather pants and a shirt, bearing a riding crop. He dragged a hand over his leather-bound chest, eyeing Quatre with his blue stare. "You ready, Quatre?" Heero smirked, ready to beat his boss into submission.
Quatre nodded and walked over to his "master". He kneeled down at Heero's feet, nuzzling his crotch. The leather barely held back Heero's erection as Quatre rubbed and fondled him. Heero pulled out his hard cock, shoving it into Quatre's mouth. "Suck it, pretty boy. And you'd better make it good."
Quatre did as told, deep throating him as he swallowed the liquid coming from the tip. He pulled back to take a breath every once in a while.
After a while, Heero grabbed Quatre's hair and pulled him up to his feet. He took his mouth in a deep kiss, a kiss hard enough to bruise. When he let Quatre go, he motioned for him to get on the bed and stoop down on all fours. Quatre did so, looking for all the world like a sweet little boy.
Heero knew better. He took off his clothes, and took his place behind his employer. He bent over, kissing the nape of his neck. "Quatre, you haven't given me my check yet," he whispered. "I'm going to have to take out my frustrations on your ass." Heero stuck the handle of the pre-lubricated riding crop into his asshole, pumping him slowly, stretching him. Quatre pushed back, wanting more.
"Heero, I want..."
"What do you want? Say it!"
"I want you, your cock in me, now!"
Heero smirked and pulled the crop out. He stuck his erection into Quatre's tight ass, and started fucking him. This wasn't making love, or even sex. It was pure fucking, just for physical pleasure. Heero pounded into him, hard and fast, as their sex always was. Heero was a trained dom, making sure that his victim/lover was in pain and pleasure, at all times. This is why Quatre saved him for second to last.
"Oh, Heero, yes! Nmmm, more!" Quatre pushed back to meet Heero's cock, forcing himself to take in more of that delicious hardness. "I love your cock, Heero..."
Heero came, gasping his name as he pumped his seed inside of him. "Gods Quatre, you should let your other employees be seme, they don't know what they're missing."
"Exactly. I need to keep control in this business. You're the only one I trust not to misplace your loyalties."
Heero chuckled. "Of course. You know I couldn't place my chips in with anyone else. No one can hold a candle to you."
Quatre smiled and gathered his clothes. "I did pay you last week, didn't I?"
"Yeah, you did. I just had to make up something."
"Okay, just makin' sure." Quatre loved how Heero was dead honest. He got dresed and walked back to his office on the second floor, where his true love was waiting.
"Oh Trowa?" Quatre walked into his spacious office, which had a sofa against the left wall, and a nice cherry oak desk towards the far wall facing the door. Trowa sat in the black leather executive chair, his feet propped up on the desk. "Was everyone okay?" he asked in his sexy calm voice. [1]
"Yeah, no complaints. Everyone seems to be happy. Oh yeah, and make sure that Noin and Heero get bonuses in their next paycheck."
Trowa jotted down the names on a piece of scrap paper. "Anything else?"
"Yes, and make sure that Duo's price is raised. That guy is really good."
Trowa gave a hint of a smile. "Of course, I hired him."
"Yes you did, and I should reward you." Quatre walked over and sat on the desk facing him. He stripped off his shirt, watching Trowa watching him. It was an erotic experience, with Trowa's green eyes raking in every inch of his body. "Quatre, you're beautiful."
"Same goes for you, koi." Quatre got off the desk and kneeled down, unzipping Trowa's fly and taking out his member. He started to suck on it, making it hard in his mouth. "Mm, Trowa, you get hard so easily," he giggled. Trowa just ran his hand through Quatre's hair. "Uh huh, that's because your mouth is so good." Quatre began deep throating him, earning him strangled noises from Trowa. "Ah, Quatre... so... good... Mmm..."
Trowa's hips tensed, and spilled his seed into Quatre's mouth. Quatre swallowed hungrily, his gulping audible. "Ahh, so tasty, Trowa. Want some of me?" Trowa nodded, and Quatre sat back up on the desk again. Trowa scooted forward in the chair, and leaned down to unzip Quatre's pants with his teeth. He pulled out his cock, which was hard and dripping. He licked the tip, causing Quatre to moan with ecstasy. "Oh, Trowa, take it slow. I'm kinda tired." Trowa chuckled, lapping up the liquid forming at the tip of his erection.
Trowa slowly started to suck on him, going up and down, each time going a little further down until Quatre was deep in his throat. "Oh Trowa!" Quatre cried as Trowa started going faster, working his tongue over his lover's cock.
"Mmm... Ah!"
Quatre came for what must have been the fifth time today, screaming his lover's name. And Trowa swallowed it all, just as Quatre did for him.
"We make a great team, don't we?"
"Uh-huh."
They slumped over on the desk, quietly dozing off the rest of the day.