Everyone’s A Winner

“Hey, Q-man, what’cha doin’?”

“Oh, I’m just looking over Heero’s outline for the next mission,” the blonde replied, glancing up from his papers and gracing the other boy with a small smile.

“Jeez, what is it with you people?” Duo complained, flopping down into a nearby chair and flinging his legs over the armrest. “You’re working. Last time I checked, Heero and Trowa were working. You know that Wufei will be working which leaves just me thinking that the rest of you guys really need to get out more.”

“Duo, it’s a busy time for us, you know that,” Quatre murmured, burying his nose back in the information before him. He was startled when he felt a pair of hands cover his eyes and he wondered how on earth Duo had managed to move to where he was sitting so quickly and silently. ‘Guess it’s a stealth thing,’ he thought ruefully.

“Duo, I really have to finish reading this,” Quatre said patiently. “Now would you please remove your hands so that I can continue doing so?”

“Nope,” Duo told him, not taking his hands away. Quatre could hear the mirth in the American’s voice and he frowned slightly.

“Duo, I don’t have times for games right now,” he protested. “Why don’t you go and bother one of the others? Why not Heero? You always enjoy bugging him.”

“Nah, I like bugging you more,” Duo replied. “Besides, I thought I’d give him a little privacy. When I looked in on him and Trowa, they were looking awfully close…Maybe they decided to quit work for the day and move onto more…enjoyable areas.”

Quatre felt his cheeks grow hot in response to that comment and he decided not to reply.

“You know,” Duo went on, ignoring the other boy’s embarrassment. “All work and no play make Quatre a dull boy. How about we play a little game of our own?”

“What kind of game?” Quatre asked, wishing Duo would move his hands away. Without the use of his sight, his other senses were more alert and the heat from the other boy’s body was starting to affect him.

“Well, I managed to dig up something that might come in useful for the type of game that I have in mind.”

Duo finally took his hands away and Quatre blinked, his eyes trying to adjust to the light. He felt somewhat disappointed when Duo walked away from him and he watched the other boy sit down on the carpet, making himself comfortable. He beckoned to Quatre to come join him and after a moment’s hesitation, he did so, sitting opposite Duo, but not too close. “What is it that you have in mind?” he asked finally, his curiosity getting the better of him.

Duo only grinned, reaching into his pockets and pulling out something, which he promptly handed over to Quatre.

“They’re dice,” the blonde said, his forehead creasing slightly in confusion.

“These aren’t your average dice,” Duo told him. “Look closer at them.”

Quatre held one of the die up to the light so he could get a better look at it. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that Duo was right. They weren’t ordinary dice. All the dices he’d seen before had had little dots imprinted on each side to represent a number. These dice had no such thing. Instead of dots or numbers, they had lettering on each side and Quatre began blushing wildly when he read what they spelled out.

“What sort of dice are they?” he asked quietly, avoiding Duo’s gaze as he handed them back to the other boy.

“You’ve never seen these babies before?” Quatre shook his head and Duo continued. “They’re called foreplay dice. You read the little instructions on them, yeah?”

“Some of them,” Quatre murmured, not moving his gaze from the carpet.

“Then I’ll explain the concept. It’s really quite simple when you think about it. You use them the same way you would in an ordinary board game, only instead of moving a little plastic piece X amount of spaces you just do whatever the dice tells you to. Here, let me show you.”

Duo scooted closer to Quatre and shook the dice in his hand. “Gotta give ‘em a good, hard shake if you want a lucky run,” he informed the blonde with a smirk. “But then it doesn’t really matter what they land on. Everyone’s a winner in this game. Watch and you’ll see.”

Quatre watched him out of the corner of his eye, fighting the urge to smile at the other boy’s enthusiasm. Duo rolled the dice and Quatre’s gaze followed as they finally came to a stop. Duo leaned down and read the instructions. “Okay, that one says tickle…” he muttered. “And the other one says…stomach.” He glanced up at Quatre with an impish grin. “You ticklish, Q-ball?”

Quatre shook his head mutely and Duo cocked his head. “Aww, that’s too bad. I could have had a lot of fun with that one.” He scooped up the dice and handed them over to the blonde boy. “Your turn. See which ones you get.”

Quatre stared at him hesitantly. Maybe this wasn’t so scary after all. Duo only seemed to be after a little fun and he knew how much the American loved to tease. Despite his telling Quatre to do what the dice instructed, he hadn’t tickled him. He still couldn’t figure out if Duo was being serious or not, but he decided what the heck and rolled the dice.

Both boys watched as they came to a stop and Quatre moved closer to see what they said. “I got stroke…and hair.” Well, that wasn’t too bad. Compared to some of the other things imprinted on the dice, it could have been a lot worse.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Duo asked. Quatre blinked in confusion. “What’s the matter? Don’t you want to stroke my hair?”

Quatre inched towards him nervously and he could tell that Duo was having a hard time holding his laughter in. Tentatively, he reached out and touched the top of Duo’s head as though he were petting a cat that was about to bite him.

“I won’t bite,” Duo told him with a snort as if he knew where Quatre’s thoughts had been. “Yet…” he added under his breath. Quatre acted like he hadn’t heard and instead, he lightly ran his fingers over the other boy’s hair. It was softer than he had imagined it would be and he was surprised when he felt Duo shiver slightly.

“You have nice hair,” Quatre said simply, not knowing what else to say.

“Well I like to take good care of it,” Duo replied with a shrug. “I tend to go through conditioner like crazy though. Otherwise it just turns into a big old tangled mess.”

“Oh,” was all Quatre could think of to say in reply. He trailed his fingers down to the end of Duo’s braid and gently rubbed his thumb through the loose strands. Acting on impulse, he raised the end of Duo’s braid and brushed it against his cheek. It felt even softer there and it smelled nice. Duo’s hair smelled like apples for some reason. Maybe Duo used apple-scented shampoo? Quatre didn’t know, but he hardly thought that this was an appropriate time to ask the American for information on his personal hygiene methods.

“Hey, earth to Quatre…You in there, man?”

Duo’s voice brought Quatre back from whichever place he’d drifted off to and the blonde boy released Duo’s hair in embarrassment, feeling a little guilty for spacing out on him like that. “I’m sorry,” he said softly.

“Hey, don’t be,” Duo said with a smile. “I kinda liked it. It got your mind away from work anyway. Well, I guess it’s my turn.”

He reached out and took the dice, shaking them and rolling them out onto the floor. “Kiss…lips.” He looked up at Quatre who had suddenly developed a strange fascination with the carpet. “Well, you have to do what the dice command, I guess. Chin up, Quatre. I can’t go through with this if you keep you’re facing the floor and not me.”

Quatre still didn’t look up. He bit down on his lower lip, wondering if Duo really was going to go through with this. He was pulled away from his musings when Duo tilted his chin up so that his eyes were level with the other boy’s.

“Nervous?” Duo asked, his smile not as wide as it had been before.

“No,” Quatre said quickly. “Maybe…” he added after a moment. “Yes,” he said finally.

“You don’t need to be,” Duo told him casually. “It’s just you and me, Quatre. We’re buddies, we get along. You shouldn’t be nervous around me.”

“Not nervous of you as such,” Quatre murmured. “It’s just that I…I…”

“What is it?” Duo asked, leaning closer so that he could hear the other boy’s voice better.

“I can’t say,” Quatre replied, biting his lip again. “It’s a little embarrassing.”

“Go ahead,” Duo told him soothingly. “I won’t laugh at you.”

“Well, I…I haven’t…I mean…I’veneverkissedanyonebefore,” Quatre got out in a rush. He stared at Duo, expecting the other boy to burst into laughter or at the very least tease him about it.

“You’ve never been kissed?” was all Duo said. Quatre shook his head. “Well, then we’ll have to rectify that.” Quatre’s eyes widened, but he kept himself very still as Duo moved ever closer to him. His lashes fluttered, his eyes instinctively struggling to fall shut. He forced them to stay open however.

He watched as Duo closed his own eyes, then things got a little blurry as they moved closer. Quatre could feel Duo’s breath against his lips and he held his breath, his eyes finally slipping shut when he felt Duo’s mouth touch his own.

Duo’s lips were soft, even softer than his hair. They pressed gently against Quatre’s in an undemanding kiss. Quatre couldn’t stop the disappointment he felt when Duo pulled back and his tongue darted out to wet his lips further. The taste of Duo lingered on his own lips and Quatre knew he must have been blushing something terrible.

“So? How was it?” Duo asked.

“It was nice,” Quatre said softly. “Really nice. Thank you, Duo.”

“Always so polite,” Duo said with a shake of his head, but he was smiling at the blonde. He picked up the dice and handed them over to Quatre. “Your turn.”

Quatre took the dice, trying to stop his hands from shaking. He hoped that Duo hadn’t noticed, but then the American tended not to miss a trick. Quatre rolled the dice and then read out what they said. “Nibble…and neck.”

He dared a glance at Duo who raised an eyebrow at him in return. “Guess you’ re going to have a difficult job getting around this,” he said idly, motioning to his priest’s collar. “How about I make things easier for you and take it off? ”

“Oh, you don’t have to inconvenience yourself on my account,” Quatre assured him quickly.

“It’s no inconvenience,” Duo told him. “Besides, it is getting kind of hot in here, don’t you think?”

The only thing Quatre was aware of that was getting hot was his face. He tried not to stare as Duo tugged off both his shirts, but he risked a peek out of the corner of his eye. Duo was built much like himself, slender, but sleek. Duo’s nipples were a shade darker though, as was the rest of his skin.

“There ya go,” Duo said, the corners of his eyes crinkling in his amusement. “All ready and accessible.”

Quatre inched closer, his eyes darting back and forth between Duo’s face and his bare chest, wondering if the other boy really was okay with this.

“I’m cool,” Duo said suddenly, the sound of his voice almost startling Quatre. “I’d be a lot cooler though if you obeyed the rules of the dice.” He winked at the blonde who gave a weak smile in return.

‘I will not blush, I will not blush, I will not blush,’ Quatre told himself over and over as he came closer to Duo. As inexperienced as he was, he recognised flirting when he saw it and although Duo made him feel somewhat awkward and embarrassed, he couldn’t deny the fact that he kind of liked it as well. Now, if only he could stop blushing for one minute…damn this fair skin of his!

Soon, he was close enough that he could feel the heat radiating from Duo’s upper body and Quatre fought the urge to reach out and touch him. Better to just do as the dice had said.

Slowly, he leaned in so that his lips were scant millimetres from the side of Duo’s neck. He’d never done anything like this before, so he would just have to work on pure instinct. He hoped he wouldn’t do anything wrong. He felt sure that Duo would tell him if he did do anything hat he didn’t like, so keeping that thought in mind, Quatre moved in the last little distance and lightly pressed his mouth against Duo’s skin.

Quatre froze when he felt the American tense, but then Duo relaxed, letting his breath out on a sigh. Encouraged by the fact that the other boy hadn’t pushed him away, Quatre kissed Duo’s neck again, but this time, he bit down gently and sucked. He was surprised when he heard something resembling a moan come from the other boy and he smiled, teasingly nibbling at the side of Duo’s neck.

“Quatre?” Duo’s voice sounded shaky and unsteady.

“Mmm?” Quatre murmured, not interrupting his task for a second.

“Maybe we should start making up our own rules from now on,” Duo said softly.

Quatre finally moved away and looked up at Duo, not entirely sure he understood what the American had said. “Make up our own rules?” he echoed. “How so?”

“Well, I was thinking something along the lines of this.” Quatre only had time to gasp in surprise when Duo grabbed him by the shoulders and captured his mouth in a fierce kiss. Quatre was glad he was still sitting on the floor; otherwise he was sure he would have melted into a large puddle of goo from the force of Duo’s kiss. Their first kiss had been nice, just as Quatre had said, but this one was so much better.

Duo’s tongue was in his mouth, teasingly rubbing against his own and sliding along the inside of his cheeks. Quatre’s arms blindly wound their way around Duo’s neck, clinging to the other boy for support. Quatre couldn’t stop the small whimper that escaped his throat upon feeling Duo’s body pressed tightly against his own. It was almost more than he could handle, he felt like he would drown in the sensation of it all, but at the same time, he never wanted it to end.

“Now do you see what I mean?” Duo asked him, when they parted, both boys slightly breathless. Quatre could only nod, his eyes wide and his cheeks flushed, but not from embarrassment this time. “I think you’re way too over-dressed for this occasion though,” Duo added.

“Oh,” was all Quatre said, fighting to keep his eyes fixed on Duo’s when the rest of Duo’s body was calling out to him to stare at it, to touch it…to kiss it…

Quatre was startled when he felt Duo’s fingers deftly undoing the buttons of his shirt. He allowed the other boy to unfasten the rest of the buttons and then helped him remove the shirt along with his waistcoat, letting both items of clothing fall carelessly to the floor.

He sat under Duo’s scrutiny, feeling more than a little self-conscious. No one had ever looked at him in the way that Duo was right now and it was making him feel nervous. Duo’s next words put him at ease though.

“You’re beautiful,” Duo said simply and Quatre ducked his head shyly. No one had ever called him that either. All he ever seemed to get was ‘cute,’ ‘adorable’ and ‘sweet’. Never ‘beautiful’ though.

“Thank you,” he murmured, smiling a little when he heard Duo chuckle.

“Can I touch you?” Duo asked after a moment. Quatre looked up slyly and shook his head. “No?” Duo blinked in surprise. It took him a second to figure out what Quatre was getting at, but his grin quickly returned. “All right then, may I touch you?”

“Of course you may,” Quatre said, offering Duo a small smile of his own.

“You know, Quatre, manners aren’t exactly on the top of a guy’s priority list when they’re about to go at it with someone,” Duo informed him idly as he reached out and gently ran his fingers over Quatre’s collarbone, moving down slowly to explore his chest.

“I believe that manners should always be at the top of one’s priority list, no matter what the occasion,” Quatre said, gasping when Duo began teasing his nipples.

“I see. So that’s why you like to apologise to people before you kill them, “ Duo said, smiling when he saw Quatre’s eyes slip shut, his head tilted back slightly.

“Something like that,” Quatre said softly, sighing when he felt Duo’s lips on his throat, alternately kissing and sucking the pale skin there. Quatre moaned quietly, one of his hands moving up to the back of Duo’s head, trying to direct the American lower.

Duo seemed willing enough to comply with Quatre’s wishes and he kissed his way down the other boy’s chest, stopping briefly to dart his tongue out over one nipple. Quatre couldn’t help but cry out in response and Duo smirked, nipping gently and eliciting a gasp from the other boy.

Quatre slid his hands down from Duo’s head to his shoulders, kneading them and smiling when he heard the little sounds of pleasure that Duo was making. After a while, he explored the expanse of Duo’s back, stroking and rubbing the smooth skin there. He was so caught up in both what he was doing and how Duo was making him feel that he was surprised when the other boy carefully pushed on his shoulders until he was laying on his back on the floor.

Quatre looked up at Duo questioningly and then uttered a small sound along the lines of, “Oh,” as realisation dawned on him. Nothing could prepare him for when Duo lowered his body on top of his and Quatre groaned when he felt the other boy’s hardness pressing against his own.

He mewled in disappointment when Duo raised his hips, but he quickly voiced his approval when Duo thrust against him. Quatre parted his legs instinctively and suddenly feeling daring, he ran his hands down Duo’s back, finally coming to a stop on the other boy’s rear as he pulled the other boy further into him. He arched his back in an attempt to get closer and both boys moaned as their hips began to move together in an achingly slow rhythm.

Quatre fought to stop himself from surrendering completely, tried to keep his mind focused. It was getting more and more difficult though, but he had to try and get Duo out of his pants while he could still think.

He managed to snake a hand in between his and Duo’s bodies and he made a small sound of triumph when his fingers located the buttons on the other boy’s pants. His eyes flew open in shock when he felt Duo’s hand cover his own, stopping him from getting any further. Before Quatre could ask what the matter was, Duo managed to grate out two words; “My room.”

Quatre nodded, whimpering in disappointment when Duo heaved himself up and off of him, but he allowed himself to be pulled to his feet, pulling Duo into a brief hug before they began to make their way upstairs. Duo pushed Quatre in the direction of his room, but didn’t go inside himself.

“Wait in there for me,” he instructed. “I’ll be back in a sec, okay?”

Quatre nodded, a little confused, but willing to do whatever Duo asked of him. He went inside and sat down on the edge of the bed, trying to wait patiently for the other boy to return. He soon stopped wondering where Duo had disappeared to however when he heard angry shouts from down the hall.

“Dammit, Duo!” Quatre correctly identified the voice as Heero’s and he didn’t sound particularly pleased. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m just borrowing this!” was Duo’s reply and Quatre could hear the laughter in his tone even from where he was sitting.

Quatre heard a few thumps and groans and then Trowa’s voice. “Take it and leave,” he growled and Quatre couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at that. What must Duo be doing?!

A few more muffled moans and thumps and then Duo was back, slamming the door behind him. He grinned down at Quatre who just stared up at him, his expression one of puzzlement. Duo winked at the blonde and showed him his prize. Quatre’s eyes widened when he saw what it was.

“I didn’t have any lubricant on me,” Duo said in way of explanation. “So I thought I’d borrow some of theirs. I didn’t think they’d mind…much. Told you they’d decided to give up work for the day.”

He flopped down onto the bed beside Quatre and smiled up at him. “So…where were we?”

“I think I was in the middle of attempting to get your pants off before you stopped me,” Quatre said with a shy smile, lying down on his side so that he was facing the other boy. Duo reached out and touched his fingers to Quatre’s lips, lightly tracing the small smile.

“You’re cute,” he announced suddenly and Quatre groaned, rolling onto his back and covering his eyes with his hands.

“Trust me, Duo, that’s the last thing I need to hear right now,” he said.

“But you are cute,” Duo protested, shifting slightly and climbing on top of the blonde again. “If you don’t want to hear that then how would you feel if I told you how sexy you are?”

Quatre uncovered his eyes and smiled at Duo, lacing his hands behind Duo’s head, trying to pull the other boy down for a kiss. “I’m sexy? I’ve never had anyone tell me that before, but do go on.”

Duo grinned, but refused to let his lips meet Quatre’s just yet, almost laughing at the blonde’s frustrated expression. “Okay, so I think that you’re sexy…” He pressed his mouth against Quatre’s forehead in a small kiss. “I think you’re gorgeous…” He lightly brushed his lips over Quatre’s closed eyelids. “You’re beautiful…you’re cute…and you’re fluffy.”

“Fluffy?!” Quatre squawked, but Duo quickly cut him off with a kiss. Quatre soon forgot his annoyance with the American, instead focusing his energy on pulling Duo closer to him, arching his back in his eagerness for further contact.

He almost jumped out of his skin when he felt Duo’s hand press against the bulge in his pants and he gasped loudly, thrusting his hips up in order to gain more of the sensation. Duo squeezed him teasingly and then pulled away, ignoring Quatre’s disapproving groan and instead, he worked on unfastening the top couple of buttons on Quatre’s khaki trousers.

Quatre broke the kiss, his lungs desperately drawing in air as he worked on Duo’s own pants, struggling to unfasten the buttons and the zipper there. His fingers fumbled slightly and Quatre almost cursed at his own ineptness. Duo chuckled softly and brushed his hands away, managing to get them undone himself, having already unfastened the buttons on Quatre’s pants.

He tugged on the waistband and Quatre aided him by raising his hips slightly, allowing Duo to carefully draw his pants down and off of his legs. He felt more than a little shy lying before Duo dressed in only a pair of boxers, but he couldn’t bring himself to worry too much about that now.

Quatre’s slim fingers began slowly working off Duo’s own pants and he knew his face must have flushed even further when he realised that the other boy appeared not to favour undergarments.

“One less thing to worry about,” Duo told him with a smirk, quickly divesting Quatre of his boxers until finally both boys lay completely exposed to one another. Quatre stared at Duo’s body in wonder. It was so similar to his and yet it was different as well. Duo’s shoulders were a little wider than his and his hands were slightly calloused, but very gentle when it came to exploring Quatre.

Quatre cried out when he felt Duo’s hand close round his erection, softly stroking and squeezing the swollen flesh. Quatre bucked his hips in response, closing his eyes and moaning. It felt even better than he ever could have imagined it. He’d never dreamed it could be this good.

It took him a few seconds to realise that Duo had spoken his name and Quatre forced his eyes to open, gazing up at the other boy, his mouth slack and panting.

“Are you sure you want to go through with this?” Duo was asking. Quatre could only nod in impatience.

“Please, Duo,” he crooned, slipping a hand between their bodies and grasping onto Duo’s own cock, squeezing experimentally. He smiled in satisfaction at the sound of Duo’s gasps and grunts and began moving his hand faster. He frowned when Duo pulled his hand away and he raised an eyebrow at him questioningly.

“Anymore of that and this’ll be over before it’s begun,” Duo confessed. Quatre grinned mischievously, but settled back against the pillows, willing to do whatever Duo asked of him. Duo’s hand stroked along the length of Quatre’s inner thigh and the blonde boy sighed, parting his legs even further letting his eyes fall shut once more.

Duo’s hand went away briefly, but when it returned, his fingers were slick with some sort of substance, which Quatre assumed to be the lubricant. “Just stay relaxed like you are now,” Duo told him softly and Quatre nodded, biting down on his lower lip when he felt one of Duo’s fingers teasing his entrance. He fought to keep from tensing up as Duo slowly eased his finger inside. Quatre was distracted from the vague sensation of pain when he felt Duo’s free hand resume stroking his erection and he moaned in encouragement, thrusting his hips slowly.

“I trust you, Duo,” he murmured, earning himself a sweet kiss from the other boy’s lips as Duo pushed another finger inside.

“Does it hurt?” Duo asked when they parted and Quatre shook his head, his breathing laboured.

“Keep going,” he whispered and Duo smiled, continuing his ministrations as the blonde boy panted beneath him, arching up occasionally to kiss Duo’s chin, his lips, his cheek, whatever he could reach at that particular time.

Eventually, Quatre managed to persuade Duo that he was ready and after asking again if this was what Quatre wanted, the blonde grasped Duo’s ass and thrust up against him, letting his actions speak for themselves.

“Please, Duo,” he murmured, writhing underneath the other boy. “I can’t wait any longer. Please…”

“Ask and ye shall receive,” Duo said teasingly, but his voice was strained as he fought the urge to just slam into the blonde boy beneath him. He propped up Quatre’s legs and guided his erection towards his entrance, pushing his way inside as slowly as he could manage. It didn’t exactly help to have Quatre writhing and whimpering like that, but finally, he was fully sheathed inside.

Quatre was gasping softly, his body trembling as he clung tightly to Duo’s shoulders. “You okay?” Duo asked shakily.

“Yeah,” Quatre murmured, brushing the damp strands of hair back from Duo’s face. “But I want more,” he added, shifting his hips and making the other boy moan. “Duo…”

Duo nodded, capturing the other boy’s lips in a lingering kiss as he pulled out almost all the way and then thrust back inside, making Quatre cry out in response. At first Duo’s thrusts were gentle and teasing, but he wasn’t able to keep that pace for much longer. Quatre was so responsive to him, calling out his name, trailing his fingers up and down the length of Duo’s back and meeting him thrust for thrust as soft little sounds escaped his throat.

Quatre moaned out loudly when Duo grasped his erection and began stroking him in time to his thrusts. It all felt so good, Duo on top of him, inside him…Quatre held tightly to Duo’s shoulders with one hand and clutched his braid even tighter in the other, holding onto it as thought it was a lifeline.

Duo angled Quatre’s hips so that he could sink in deeper, pounding repetitively against his sweet spot, drawing a moan or a grunt from the blonde boy who clawed at his back, tugging on his braid almost painfully. Duo barely registered it though, he was too focused on how good Quatre felt beneath him, how tight and receptive he was.

Again he picked up the pace and he was vaguely worried that he might be hurting Quatre, but if the sounds he was making was anything to go by, then Quatre was enjoying this as much as he was.

Tightening his hand round Quatre’s cock, Duo pumped him hard. It was only a few seconds more before Quatre gave himself up completely, thrashing and sobbing as he came, spilling himself into Duo’s hand. Grabbing Quatre’s hips tightly, Duo slammed into him again and again, driving himself to completion as Quatre murmured encouragement to him, telling him to let go.

Duo kept slamming into him for as long as he could before finally climaxing, his teeth closing down on the side of Quatre’s neck, trying to muffle his noises. It took him a few minutes to come back to himself and he shifted a little, not really wanting to move, but not wanting to crush Quatre either.

Quatre’s arms tightened around him, holding him in place. “Stay,” he whispered, nuzzling his cheek against the other boy’s.

“I must be crushing you,” Duo muttered and Quatre chuckled, kissing the top of his head.

“I’m tougher than I look,” he said softly. “Just, stay…please?”

Duo merely nodded, too tired to do much of anything else at that moment. He concentrated on the feeling of Quatre’s hands rubbing his back soothingly, playing with the end of his braid. It was almost enough to send him to sleep and he jerked back into consciousness when Quatre spoke again.

“Thank you, Duo,” he said. Duo propped himself up on one elbow so that he was looking down at the blonde boy. Quatre stared up at him serenely, giving him a warm smile, which Duo quickly returned.

“Always so polite,” Duo said with a shake of his head. “But anyway, you’ re very welcome.”

“Duo?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you think…I mean, will we be using those dice of yours again anytime soon?”

“After today?” Duo asked, smirking slightly. “I don’t think we’ll be needing them anymore. We’re pretty good at making up our own rules, don’t you think?”

Quatre nodded. “That’s true. I guess you were right about what you said before though.”

“What I said before?” Duo echoed, his frowning as he tried to remember what Quatre was getting at.

“Yeah,” Quatre told him, kissing the tip of his nose. “Everyone’s a winner.”