Author: Zazu
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Fluff
Pairings: 3+4+3
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, nor do I own the characters. I have borrowed them here for some fun and creativity, and this is not for profit. I do, however, own the plot mentioned here, and any instances that you may find similar to real life events are purely a coincidence.
Notes: Not beta-read. Written for lil_1337's prompt "Trowa and Quatre -- Something Fun". I hope you enjoy it!
Winter Fun
Trowa couldn't really remember the last time Quatre had really had a day off without having to worry about the company.
"Let's do something fun," Quatre said where he lay with his head pillowed on Trowa's chest. Their skin was cooling from their activities and he laughed, tilting his head up and dropping a kiss on Trowa's jaw. "I mean, something fun but different from what we just did," he amended.
Trowa caressed his hair and shifted, easing Quatre onto the bed so he could raise himself up over his lover. "Let's get showered," Trowa said. "I've just the perfect thing in mind."
They took a long shower together, and Trowa forced Quatre to wait for the surprise as he organized their breakfast. They ate it quickly, and then Trowa asked Quatre to get dressed to go outside.
When Quatre appeared with just a scarf and his jacket, Trowa was ready with blue gloves and a matching blue hat. As Quatre tugged his gloves on, Trowa put the hat over the blonde hair, dropping a kiss on top of the head when he was done.
Quatre reached up, touching his hat, and grinned. "So?" he asked. "Where are we going?"
"Out to the back," Trowa said, promptly leading the way. Then, he turned as they stepped out of the house. "Close your eyes?" he asked softly.
Quatre knew that Trowa wouldn't push the issue if he refused, but he had no reason to distrust his lover, so he closed his eyes. Trowa slid an arm around Quatre's shoulders and guided him to their destination.
"Now, watch your feet," Trowa said, guiding them apart.
Quatre laughed, leaning back against Trowa for a moment. "You're not going to give me a handjob here, are you?" he asked, making Trowa realize that every time he stood behind Quatre, asking his lover to part his legs, he would touch his lover intimately.
"No," Trowa laughed. "Now, sit down."
"Sit down?" Quatre asked, letting Trowa guide him in an awkward walk a couple feet forward with his legs parted. Then, Trowa was easing him down, following behind. Guiding Quatre's feet to step onto something solid, Trowa then fit himself firmly against Quatre's back.
"Ready?" he asked.
"For what?" Quatre leaned against Trowa, feeling around when Trowa guided his hands forward to take hold of something that felt like a small steering wheel.
"Open your eyes," Trowa said resting his chin over Quatre's shoulder. The moment Quatre opened his eyes, Trowa pushed off with his feet.
The toboggan that he'd settled them over took a moment to start but quickly picked up speed, cruising down the snowy hill. Trowa's hands gripped Quatre's over the steering mechanism to guide their descent. Quatre yelled out in surprise, but the yell quickly turned into a laugh as they cruised downwards.
Once the toboggan had stopped, Trowa slipped his arms around Quatre for a hug, loving the feeling of Quatre laughing in his embrace.
"That was awesome!" Quatre laughed. "Nothing compared to flying a Gundam but...wow! Can we do it again?"
Trowa answered by standing and pulling Quatre up, and taking the toboggan as they trekked up the hill again.
They got more adventurous after a few rounds. Quatre stood on the back behind Trowa for one run, and closed his eyes the entire way down trusting Trowa to tell him to steer left or right. In one run, Quatre even sat backwards, half straddling Trowa for the run.
And then, Trowa was steering in the front with Quatre hugging him tight from behind, hands slipped under his warm jacket. A sneaky hand brushed across his groin as Quatre pressed himself tighter against Trowa, following the actions with a lick to Trowa's ear.
Trowa's hands twisted the wheel a little too much, and they ended up hitting a bank of snow that sent them tumbling onto their side.
Trowa rolled quickly to get off of Quatre, worried that his landing on his lover could have hurt the blonde, but Quatre was laughing, and then reaching up to pull Trowa down for a kiss.
Their lips were cold, their cheeks rosy, and their gloves and thick coats separated them from one another, but Trowa couldn't help but kiss Quatre deeply. When he pulled back, he could see that Quatre had closed his eyes, still chuckling now that the kiss was broken. His hair was damp and covered with snow, and he looked like an angel who had come from the heavens to play in the snow.
Then, Quatre looked up at him, the gaze telling Trowa that Quatre was thinking along the same lines.
"Fun?" he asked softly.
"Fun," Quatre agreed. "Now, how about one more run?"
They trekked uphill once more and Quatre sat down in the front.
"Ready?"
Quatre turned a little and pressed his lips to Trowa's. "Go," he mumbled.
So Trowa kicked off, letting Quatre take control of the kiss as he tried to guide them blindly down the hill, trying to remember where the bumps were and thanking the fact that there were no trees in the vicinity that could harm them.
They cruised to a stop, still kissing one another, before Quatre pulled back.
"Take me inside and warm me up?" he asked softly.
Trowa smiled.
"Gladly."
OWARI
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