The Pleasure of His Company

I don’t own Treize or Wufei. Thanks so much to Diane and Devchic for the beta.

For Maria, who reminded me why I love this couple so much.

The Pleasure of His Company
By Michalyn
Pairing: 13×5
Rating: MA

“Love?”

“Hmm?” Wufei looked up from where he was sitting cross-legged on the bed. He was fresh out of the shower and was drying his hair.

“What do you think? The gold tie or the silver for the charity auction?” Treize asked.

Wufei studied the two options. “Aren’t both of those a little too formal? Where’s the blue one I bought you for Christmas?”

Treize rubbed his chin. He returned to the walk-in closet and emerged shortly with the pale blue tie Wufei had described. He held it up against the suit he was going to wear. “I think you might be right.”

“Of course I’m right,” Wufei teased.

“See how well you look after me? Always wanting your husband to look his best.” Treize cooed as he took the towel from Wufei and began drying the soft dark locks himself. Wufei’s hair had grown considerably since his days as a pilot and it now flowed past his shoulders. Treize sank his fingers into the silky mass as he tilted Wufei’s face up for a kiss.

“Mmm…” Wufei moaned into Treize’s mouth. He cupped his husband’s face. “You’re going to be late.”

“All right.” Treize sighed but even as he was agreeing with Wufei his hands had slipped inside the terry robe and his thumbs found Wufei’s nipples. He rubbed the little buds until they hardened beneath his touch.

Wufei shivered. “Treize, we’ll do this when you get back.” he moaned. He slid his hands across Treize’s back, savoring the breadth and strength of his husband’s shoulders.

“I don’t think I can wait until this evening.”

“You’ll have to. I’m meeting Duo for lunch, remember?”

“I thought I was having you for lunch.”

“No, but I might be open to dinner.”

“I’ll hold you to that,” Treize rumbled as he bent to give Wufei one last kiss before hurrying down the stairs.

Wufei sighed and flopped back on the bed. He felt warm and full of yearning for Treize. He was happy—truly and simply happy. It almost embarrassed Wufei, this feeling of bliss. Treize was so good to him, so generous with his love that Wufei was heady with it. He’d never imagined marriage could be like this.

Wufei sighed again as he remembered the way they had made love this morning. He always thought of himself as independent and reserved but with Treize all his inhibitions melted away. Even more than that, Wufei was still surprised at how much he enjoyed Treize’s pampering. Before marriage, Wufei had most been proud of the fact that he was a solitary creature who could take care of himself. Yet in Treize’s arms he didn’t feel weak or dependent; he only felt loved and secure. To this day Wufei couldn’t make sense of it.

Still deep in thought, Wufei finally rolled out of bed and dressed. He was just bending to tie his shoelaces when his cell phone rang.

“Duo,” Wufei answered without bothering to check the caller ID.

“Hey man,” Duo’s muffled voice sounded frazzled. It was almost completely drowned out by the sounds of traffic in the background.

“Where are you? Is everything all right?”

“No … Fei I’m really sorry but I gotta cancel on lunch. I’m heading to the store. A rush order for three wedding cakes just came in and I have take care of it.”

Duo had surprised them all by going into the cake decorating business after leaving Preventers. Everyone knew he had a sweet tooth but no one anticipated his going to culinary school and emerging as one of the best pastry chefs in the country. He’d invested much of his Preventers’ severance pay and even more sweat equity into his dream and in a few years Pas de Deux was thriving.

“I see. Well I suppose it can’t be helped. We’ll just have to reschedule.” Wufei told his best friend.

“Yeah, I’m really sorry man. Lunch is on me next time.”

“It better be,” Wufei quipped and Duo laughed.

“Okay, I’m off. Talk to you later?”

Wufei agreed and let Duo tend to his emergency.

It was business; Wufei understood, yet he could not help feeling disappointed. He had taken a week of much-needed vacation after a grueling research conference and he would be back at the university come Monday. Duo would not be available over the weekend because of some previous engagements with Heero and Treize would be gone until the evening. Today was a beautiful sunny Friday and it seemed Wufei would spend it alone.

Wufei kicked off his shoes and padded downstairs to the living room. He turned on the television, hoping something would catch his interest. Eventually he settled on his favorite cooking show. He loved being in the kitchen but unlike Duo, did not have the courage or the desire to pursue it as a career. It was quaint but Wufei was pleased just cooking for Treize. His husband was such a sensual creature that the knowledge he could prepare something Treize enjoyed was enough for Wufei.

Wufei suddenly had an idea. Since his schedule was now open why not prepare a special evening for him and Treize? Wufei was usually on the receiving end of such treats and he could just imagine Treize’s face when he walked in and discovered the meal. Furthermore, what better recipe to try than the one he was watching right now? Wufei grabbed a pen and paper to scribble the ingredients for the slow-roasted lamb shoulder with almond-mint pesto[1]. It was accompanied by roasted radishes and a creamy potato puree. He just needed the perfect wine to complement it and he would be set. Ingredient list tucked safely in his back pocket, Wufei grabbed his keys and headed out.

Wufei pulled out of the driveway and turned onto the street. Putting on his sunglasses, he sped down the stretch. The sun was shining and a mild breeze was blowing, gently stirring the trees. On days like this, the sleek BMW convertible [2], which had been an extravagant birthday gift from Treize made all the sense in the world. It was so gorgeous out that Wufei decided to drive to the larger organic market across town instead of the supermarket he usually went to.

Wufei was not completely convinced that the market was as “green” as it claimed to be but eating healthily was important to him and coming from L5 where so much of their air and water had been compromised, he knew how important it was not to take nature for granted. Of course, things were a bit pricier but he and Treize were lucky enough to have the means to afford it.

It took Wufei a little over an hour to get everything he needed, mostly because his eyes kept wandering to all the things he had forgotten to put on his list. By the time he was ready to checkout, his basket was full and he had grabbed a vibrant bouquet of tulips to adorn the dinner table.

Wufei finished paying then made his last stop of the day at a small wine shoppe not far from home. Maurice, the sommelier, as always greeted Wufei with a smile. He was an attractive man, his dark wavy hair streaked with distinguished gray at the temples. The older man was witty and funny and he was Wufei’s unofficial French conversation partner. Wufei and Treize had visited the French Riviera last year and Wufei had picked up a little French which Maurice was determined for him not to lose.

“Oh, Monsieur Chang-Khushrenada. Ça va?”

“Bonjour, Maurice. Ça va bien. Et toi?” [3]

They chatted pleasantly and Wufei was proud he only stumbled once or twice as he searched for the right word. It was just after two o’ clock when he chose a full-bodied pinot noir and said his goodbyes to Maurice. If he returned home now he would have enough to time to cook, tidy up and shower.

Once back at the house, Wufei set to work. He was feeling a little ambitious so he decided to make a warm strawberry crumb cake for dessert. It was a simple dish but time intensive because the strawberry center took over an hour to bake. He would prepare that first then move onto the lamb recipe which he’d modified to cut down on the cooking time.

A few hours later, the lamb was sizzling in the oven and the cake was a spongy gooey treat. Wufei set the table then dropped the tulips into a china vase at its center. He found some leftover candles from an old dinner party and added them as a finishing touch. With that last flourish Wufei pulled back to survey his handiwork. He decided he liked it.

Treize would be arriving home in half an hour, giving Wufei just enough time to get ready. Between running errands and standing in front of the stove for most of the afternoon, Wufei was eager for a shower. There was one more thing he needed to do though. Upstairs in the bedroom, Wufei changed the sheets and set aside the lube and a few other … accoutrements for the evening (just in case). After his shower, Wufei pulled on a soft pair of trousers and a shirt that Treize liked. He left his hair loose because Treize liked that too.

His husband would be coming shortly and Wufei felt a little flutter of excitement in the pit of his stomach. He was just lighting the candles when Treize’s key turned in the lock.

Treize walked in, took one look at the table and another at Wufei and something happened which had never occurred in the short time they had been married.

Treize was speechless.

Wufei supposed he should have been proud but never one for lavish displays of affection, he was suddenly overcome with shyness. From the meal, to the flowers, to his outfit to the bedroom upstairs (which Treize thankfully hadn’t seen yet) he realized he had exposed too much of himself–too much of his love, his vulnerability to Treize and the shy romantic within him that he always strove so hard to keep hidden.

Wufei ducked his head. He didn’t have Treize’s natural charm to sweep his lover off his feet and he worried that his efforts seemed too earnest, too gauche and too obviously planned. When Treize didn’t say anything, the heat of embarrassment climbed in Wufei’s cheeks.

“Sorry, I’ll clean this up,” he mumbled as he pushed past Treize.

At least he would have if Treize hadn’t grabbed his wrist.

“Where are you going?”

“I…” What could Wufei say? He stared at his feet.

“How can you not share this wonderful dinner with me?”

“I’m just … embarrassed,” Wufei admitted, finally. “I overdid it.”

“Overdid it?” Treize asked incredulously. “Love, this is beautiful, touching and more than I ever imagined.” Wufei’s husband bent and cupped his face up to him. “I know how much you love me. I know what you’re thinking but I am not surprised. You have never hidden this tenderness from me. I have always seen it, always known it was there. I am just happy that you embraced it for yourself.”

“No…” Wufei started denying it but stopped. He could not fool Treize.

“Not only is this entire meal magnificent ,you look beautiful, my love.” Treize sank his fingers into Wufei’s hair and kissed him until a slow fire burned in Wufei’s veins.

“Treize….” Wufei was breathless.

“You’re right. We should stop for now. The food is ready. I’ll have plenty of time to unwrap you afterwards.”

“Unwrap?” Wufei pretended to huff.

Treize grinned. “Of course.”

Wufei smiled. “Shall we?”

They sat down to eat and soon Wufei’s cheeks were flushed from both the wine and the pleasure of his husband’s company. Treize laughed with him and teased him. He praised the meal and savored each morsel as though Wufei was the finest chef in the world. Then there were the softer more intimate compliments about Wufei’s beauty and other things that Wufei could not repeat, even to himself. All in all, he was happy. Wufei pillowed his hand on his cheek with a sigh. Here he had set out to pamper Treize and yet he was the one tingling with desire.

“What was that sigh for?”

“Hm? Nothing.”

“I think I like seeing you so dreamy-eyed,” Treize mused.

“I’m not dreamy-eyed,” Wufei grumbled, but without heat. He was admiring his husband’s burnished hair in the candlelight and the sensuous bow of his mouth. A faint shadow of stubble darkened Treize’s jaw giving him a rough sexy look. It always amused Wufei that Treize spent so much time expounding Wufei’s attractiveness when he was clearly the more beautiful of the two of them.

“If you keep watching me like that, I won’t be satisfied with just this meal,” Treize murmured huskily. He set down his fork and dabbed his mouth with his napkin.

“Well…” Wufei lifted his eyes upward to indicate their bedroom.

“Oh, don’t tell me you have a surprise upstairs for me as well?”

“Yes.” Wufei ducked his head shyly. He took Treize’s hand and led him up the stairs. His nervousness returned as they reached the second floor landing. Wufei thought of the scented candles, the new linens and the soft music awaiting them beyond the threshold. He had even decorated the bathroom in their master suite. Treize had never seen the plush dark bathroom rug or the new towels as Wufei had bought them on sale and had been saving them for a special occasion. Wufei closed his eyes. He really had overdone it this time. Pausing to take a deep breath, Wufei finally turned the knob.

Treize stepped forward and gasped. “Love….”

Wufei leaned on tiptoe and placed a finger against Treize’s lips. “I know. Don’t say anything,” he whispered.

“You are far too modest.” Treize rumbled as he pulled Wufei against his body. “I can’t believe you went to all this trouble and I’m going to show you just how much I appreciate it.”

Wufei was sure Treize could feel his heart pounding as the older man slowly unbuttoned Wufei’s shirt. Treize slipped it off his shoulders and did not waste any time dropping to his knees in front of Wufei to work on his pants. He tugged them down, guiding Wufei to step out of them. Treize held him up with a strong hand about his hips. He lingered at Wufei’s briefs, tracing his fingers over the elastic waistband, drawing out the moment until Wufei’s breathing grew harsh and his erection strained against the soft cotton in anticipation. Only then did his husband relent and free him from the confines of the tight material.

“Nn!” Wufei whimpered as his cock sprang free. Treize immediately took him in hand, stroking and caressing his sensitive flesh. It was all Wufei could do to not come apart then and there and he cried out. “Treize, if you keep doing that, I won’t be able to last at all.”

“I know.” Treize rubbed his cheek against Wufei’s thigh. He did not stop his intimate caresses. “I don’t want you to last tonight. I want to watch you as you come apart in my hands.”

God. Not only was Treize touching him but the dark timbre of his voice turned Wufei’s knees to water. He actually stumbled, causing Treize to laugh and gather him up in his arms.

“I guess I’m already halfway there.”

“You don’t have to be so smug, you know,” Wufei mumbled, wrapping his arms around Treize’s neck.

“Of course, but if I weren’t you wouldn’t love me as much,” Treize teased.

“Hmph.” Wufei relaxed against Treize, expecting his husband to carry him over to the bed, but instead Treize pulled him in the opposite direction toward the armchair where Wufei usually did his morning reading. Treize set Wufei on the soft cushions and the younger man was even more confused when his husband ducked out of the room only to return with the free standing mirror from the guest bedroom.

“What on earth are you doing?”

“You’ll see.”

And see he did when Treize set the mirror down in front of him. Wufei flushed. “Treize … this is a little….”

“A lot I hope,” Treize purred, pulling Wufei onto his lap. He kissed Wufei’s neck. Treize inhaled Wufei’s scent, nuzzling the delicate skin at his nape. Wufei was already trembling and a moan burst from him.

“Mm….” Wufei squirmed in Treize’s lap.

Treize made a rumbling sound at Wufei’s response. His kisses deepened and his fingers began a slow circling of Wufei’s nipples, shaping them into rigid points.

Wufei gasped and his entire body jerked as sensation shot to his groin. He was embarrassingly sensitive here and Treize of course took great delight in that. Wufei made a noise that was halfway between a whine and a moan. His hands covered Treize’s though he couldn’t bring himself to push them away. “Treize, please,” Wufei mewled.

“Yes, I know, my darling. Look at how beautiful you are in the mirror.” While Treize spoke he delicately plucked those sweet buds.

Wufei glanced in the mirror and saw himself writhing in Treize’s lap. His cock was thick and swollen and his chest was bowed outwards as he tried to absorb his husband’s teasing. He looked completely wanton and it was made worse by the fact that he was naked while Treize was still dressed. Squeezing his eyes shut, Wufei moaned. “Oh god.”

“Exactly,” Treize purred.

Wufei could feel the hard ridge of Treize’s erection pressed against his ass. He knew the pleasure his husband could give him and heat bloomed and burst within Wufei. He wanted Treize, ached for him.

Their eyes met in the mirror. Just that look of promise in Treize’s deep blue gaze was enough to set Wufei’s heart racing. As they watched, he hardened further. His cock lengthened, spilling more pre-come. A more explicit display of lust could not have been possible and they both groaned.

Wufei whimpered and covered himself. “No more, Treize. I need you. Bed now, please.”

“Yes more. Always more, my love.” Treize’s voice was rough with suppressed need. Clearly he had no plans yet of fulfilling Wufei’s request. He was stroking Wufei, his fingers lingering over the crown of his cock. Treize rubbed the slit, spreading the slickness there under and around the sensitive head and Wufei jerked violently in his arms. Every caress drew a cry from him and the sounds of his desire, hoarse and desperate filled the room.

“Ah …Treize!” Wufei begged. Yet, still his husband wasn’t satisfied.

Treize spread his thighs and with Wufei sitting on his lap, the movement forced the younger man’s open as well. He hooked Wufei’s legs over the arms of the chair, exposing the puckered entrance to his body. A hungry sound bubbled from Treize’s throat as he watched Wufei in the mirror.

Seeing himself so exposed Wufei was scandalized, embarrassed and unbearably excited all at once. He was already overwhelmed with Treize touching his cock, and now this? He could no longer think. All he knew was that his need for Treize was a fire burning through his body and he would do anything to quench it. Wufei spasmed helplessly, his hips moving as though Treize were inside of him.

“Do you need me, my darling?” Treize whispered. His eyes were fixed to the erotic display in the mirror. He circled Wufei’s entrance. “Do you need me here?”

“Yes,” Wufei whined.

“And you shall have me. I want to be inside of you. I can’t wait to feel your sleek body around me.” As he spoke, Treize was squirting the lube onto his palm.

Wufei shivered in anticipation.

Treize’s fingers delved into him, stretching and caressing him with each slick glide of his fingers. In…out…slow … hot … deep: Treize knew just what would set Wufei ablaze and he reached for his sweet spot every time.

Probe … thrust …press….

Wufei’s head was spinning. Tremors shook his body and sweat broke out on his skin. He felt owned, cherished—completely branded by Treize. Who else could touch him like this? Who else could call forth all the secrets of his body one by one?

“Nn … ah!” Wufei stretched and arched, reaching behind him to wrap his arms around Treize’s neck. He barely had a chance to adjust before he felt the broad head of Treize’s cock pressing at his entrance. He rocked back and Treize slid into him in one long slow movement. Wufei shouted. His hips undulated and soon they were locked together in a scorching rhythm.

“Love…” Wufei began but his words disintegrated into a moan. Treize had gripped his cock and was stroking him again. Any remaining coherent thoughts Wufei might have had in that moment fled. All he knew was the heat of Treize’s cock filling him and a pleasure so intense it took his breath away.

The musky scent of sex permeated the air and their harsh breaths echoed in the room. Wufei moved in counterpoint to Treize’s thrusts, answering with sinuous movements of his own. Finally, however, he was overcome and he orgasmed. His cock spurted, splattering semen onto the mirror.

“Yes, that’s it.” Treize growled tilting Wufei’s head back and kissing him fiercely.

Wufei writhed as his husband’s heavy thrusts continued. He clung to Treize, seeking an anchor as wave after wave of pleasure flooded over him. He wasn’t aware of the way he was moving his hips or of the sweet clenching of his muscles around Treize’s cock.

“Wufei … so tight!” Treize stiffened, his fingers digging into Wufei’s hips. He gave a few last jerky thrusts then his warmth was flooding inside of Wufei.

Wufei gave a shaky cry and slumped against Treize.

When they had both finally caught their breaths, Treize carried Wufei over to the bed where they spooned together. He was trailing soft kisses across Wufei’s shoulders and back–kisses filled with a tenderness and reverence that made Wufei’s heart turn over.

“Sweetheart, that was amazing.”

“Mm?” Wufei turned in Treize’s arms, burrowing closer to his chest.

“I love you. You’re so beautiful.” Treize kissed the top of Wufei’s head with a little chuckle. “And here I was thinking we’d order a pizza and eat in front of the television. This is far far better. What inspired it?”

“I just wanted to do something special for you,” Wufei mumbled.

“I am grateful and very touched. It’s not often that I’m so spoiled.”

“I know. That’s why I wanted to do this.” Wufei suddenly made a dismayed sound.

“What is it?”

“I’m sorry; I got so caught up in everything I never asked how the charity event went. Did you raise a lot of money?”

Treize waved it off. “Darling, trust me, the only thing I was thinking of once I saw the dinner was how much I wanted to make love to you.”

“Still…you’ve been looking forward to this all year. It was important.”

Treize laughed. “You are adorable. Do you want me to act affronted? All right; I’m hurt … appalled … flabbergasted by your behavior.” Treize placed a burning line of kisses down Wufei’s neck. “And yes, we did make a lot of money. The auction was a big success.”

“Good.”

Treize grinned and rolled on top of Wufei. “I think this calls for a celebration don’t you?”

“Oh?”

“Most definitely. A stellar auction, lovely dinner and an even lovelier man in my bed—the only thing that could improve this situation is some more lovemaking. Much more lovemaking in fact.” Treize languidly thrust his hips against Wufei. “Mr. Chang-Khushrenada, would you honor me with the pleasure of your company for the rest of the evening?”

Wufei smiled and cupped Treize’s face between his palms. He kissed his husband softly.

“Yes.”

End

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Notes

[1] Wufei’s recipe is from the April 2009 issue of food and wine magazine

[2] Wufei drives a BMW Z4 Roadster. Lucky isn’t he?

[3]

Maurice: “Oh, Mr. Chang-Khushrenada, how are you?”

Wufei: “Hi, Maurice. I’m okay and you?”