"You bas-tards…," Heero groaned.

"Awe Heero, such naughty words are coming from you're mouth," Quatre crooned into his ear. "That deserves a punishment of some sort." Heero turned his head to the side and tried as best he could to glare at the Arabian through the haze of pleasure obscuring his vision. The blond was smirking.

"Quatre don't you dare! Did you forget that I'm wearing a ring to?" Quatre looked up and smiled at Duo innocently.

"Now what on earth makes you think I'm actually going to listen to you?"

Duo growled, he couldn't believe this shit. He should have known better than to rig those rings up like that evil blond had asked. He kept forgetting that underneath that angelic appearance of his was a nymphomaniacal demon that could make a pornstar blush. He glanced down at the ring encircling his cock and frowned. It was almost weightless and was maybe an inch long, but with that remote (that he'd foolishly made and given to Winner) it could bring in all sorts of sensations.

"You'd better start moving Duo, I think Trowa's getting impatient." Duo glared at Quatre before planting his hands on Heero's chest and lifted himself until only the head of the pilot's cock was in him, before slamming back down, causing a loud gasp to come from the boy underneath him. He quickly repeated the action, causing Heero's eyes to clench shut. Suddenly the long-haired boy started to shake.

"Shit…"

Quatre smirked as he turned the dial a little higher on the remote he'd received from Duo. Watching Trowa, he noticed the Latin had began thrusting in time with Duo's ride.

"Quatre…-the boy took in a deep breath- you….little cunt."

"Duo if I was you, I'd be riding instead of running my mouth." Quatre strengthened his meaning by turning the dial up another couple of notches. The blond Arabian was giggling as Duo trembled throwing his head forward onto Heero's chest. And looking at Heero, he couldn't control himself. The poor brunette was lost in a sea of pleasure. He was helplessly thrusting upwards into the American, as the ring around his cock vibrated mercilessly. And Trowa, his lover, was sweating as he pumped in and out of the Japanese teen.

Wufei watched the group with interest. He couldn't help but be aroused by the display before him. As long as he had been lovers with Duo, he'd never seen the American the way he was now. So lost in ecstasy that his surroundings seemed invisible. And Heero…what could he say, the boy had made him nearly cum in his pants on many occasions, from jumping out the cockpit of the Wing sweating so hard that his shirt was plastered to his chest to the multiple times he'd "accidentally" walked in on him while he was in the shower.

"Gorgeous isn't it?"

Wufei turned to see Quatre staring at the orgy with a sadistic smile, his thumb moving the dial on the remote up and down at random times. Time to satisfy that erection of his.

"Turn around Quatre," Wufei whispered in the blonde's ear.

Quatre did as told, turning the dial up as far as possible before dropping it.

Trowa knew he wouldn't last long, especially as he looked down at his partners. Heero was kissing Duo like he was his oxygen support. And as he turned to the side he saw his partner/lover on hands and knees with Wufei's tongue exploring his pink ring of muscle. He guessed he should finish it.

Quatre groaned, Trowa had rarely prepared him with his tongue. It was too much to take and nearly 5 minutes after Wufei started the young Arabian ejaculated on the bed beneath him. Behind him he heard the young Chinaman snicker. It took awhile before he could finally breathe normally, and turned to the other pilot.

"How often did you do that to Duo?" Wufei grinned and stared over at the pilot they were speaking of.

"Everytime we had sex I guess." Quatre's mouth dropped.

"No wonder that long-haired brat was always so damned hap-mmmm…"

Quatre's words faltered as he was penetrated without warning. The pain was welcomed almost as much as the pleasure. His Latin lover had always been so careful with him, like he was a fragile piece of glass. But Wufei knew better.

Heero was in tears, he wanted to cum so badly it hurt.

"Please…"

Duo licked underneath his chin, before staring towards Quatre, who had also heard the word.

"Please….oh God please…."

"Please what Yuy?" Trowa was intrigued, he didn't think he'd ever hear the perfect soldier beg.

"Cum…let…me…cum…" The pilots face was as red as a tomato and his eyes were closed.

"Tell me that with your eyes open hun," Duo whispered in his ear. Heero gradually obeyed, his body quivering against the other brunettes.

Quatre was so shocked he almost forgot about being fucked….almost.

"Trowa…shit….turn off….hmmm….rings." Wufei was grinning behind the blond, pumping into the blond just how he wanted. Suddenly the Arabian found himself up against the Chinese pilot's chest and being penetrated even deeper than before. Just as soon as he was pulled close, the Chinese teen began stroking the writhing boys cock. Before he could stop himself he came, all over his own chest, his filled orifice clenching almost painfully tight onto Wufei's cock.

"Dammit Quatre…" Was all Quatre heard before being sent even further up the spiral of his orgasm as he was filled by that wonderful heat he loved so much.

Watching his lover orgasm with another man, caused a strange smile to come to Trowa's face. He grabbed for the remote and pulled Duo up against him, removing the American's ring and clutching the base of his cock just as it seemed he might cum alone.

"Don't you dare….Now get off of Heero and take that ring off before the poor guy goes Zero on us or something." Duo gave a small laugh and did as told.

Heero groaned as Duo slid his hand down to the base of his cock. Duo knew he was torturing the boy but when else would he see the boy with such emotions on his face?

"Heero?" Said boy looked up into violet eyes and practically screamed when Trowa made an unusually forceful thrust. Duo looked back and Trowa to see the green-eyed boy making a lewd grin. He rolled his eyes and leaned in towards the Japanese pilot with a slight blush. "Heero….I love you."

Heero's eyes widened at the three words he thought he'd never hear from anybody his life but that wacko, psychotic bitch Relena and was at a loss for words. Just as Heero tried to articulate his thoughts, Duo gave a sad smile and kissed the cobalt-eyed boy softly on the cheek. "Don't answer now….kay?"

Wufei watched with slight jealousy as Duo leaned in and whispered something in their prey's ear.

"Chang, if you get anymore envious, more than your eyes will shine green."

The Chinese teen turned to see Quatre smirking at him and he held back the urge to strangle the boy….

"If you mean of jealousy, I'm not jealous."

"I guess I wouldn't be either if I had a sexy, platinum blond, prince of the Sanc waiting for me next week."

Wufei froze and slowly turned to completely face the Arabian, his face a mix of emotions.

"What-? How-? When-? Fucking why do you know that?"

Quatre giggled and looked at the ceiling and then over at the finally released Yuy.

"To say it was obvious would be a lie. But I'd never seen anyone cry as much as you did when you killed Khrushenda. And there were little clues before…like the way you were so different when you returned from Treize. You were sneaking off at times of ceasefire. And the way Zechs stared at you when the war finally ended. And the major clue was that time you called Maxwell Zechs in bed…he was pissed for awhile. You were very careful of that secret. That is until we heard Duo kicking your ass from half-way across the hangar." Wufei held in the urge to drop his mouth open and looked away from the guy who basically proved that his sex/love life had involved the enemy.

"Does Duo know?"

"I'd say if he didn't know he's a little too naïve for his own good…then again it is Maxwell." Wufei gave a small chuckle and looked over at the long-haired brunette they were talking about.

"He looks a lot happier than he did when he was with me."

"But I bet you were happier with Merquise and Khrushenda than with him…It's called love. I think he's going to be better off with Heero, no offense."

"None taken." Wufei gave a small smile and moved towards the threesome before him.

Heero nearly cried, he was so relieved that the ring had been removed.

"Ready Heero?"

Said boy looked up and smirked up at Duo before sitting up and fiercely kissing him.

"Don't I look ready?" Trowa chuckled behind the two of them, they were too cute together. Duo grinned down at Heero and slid back down his cock.

A couple of thrusts later, Trowa couldn't help it as he came inside Heero, the intense heat against his prostate caused Heero to come, and the heat from his cum filled Duo knocking him into a pleasure-filled stupor. Heero quickly fell into unconscienceness,