Chapter Four

Long overdue but not too late for Valentine’s Day I hope! This has only been very quickly proofed so please excuse any mistakes.

I make no claim to any of the Gundam Wing characters. This story is written for my, and hopefully others’ enjoyment and not for monetary profit.

The Broken Seal
Chapter 4/5
by Michalyn
Rating: MA

Author’s Note: Only one more chapter to go! I will try to make it not too long of a wait.

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“Now don’t forget what I told you. The food is in the pantry and I’ve already milked Betsy so all you should do is lift the trapdoor to get the milk out. I keep it underground so it stays cool but I’ve also cast a winter spell that keeps everything in the cellar chilled. That means the butter will keep as well. Nataku is coming with me so you don’t have to worry about feeding her.” Wufei looked at the two guardians. “Questions? Concerns? Protests?”

Treize cleared his throat.

“Yes?”

“Can we get a kiss before you leave?”

“No!” Wufei glared. “Be serious. I don’t want the two of you getting into any trouble while I’m gone. Just stay put and don’t let anyone see you.”

“All right, all right,” Treize agreed. “We will be here waiting for your return.”

Zechs inclined his head. “If you are in trouble, call on us and we will be at your side immediately.”

“Call on you?” Wufei repeated, confused.

Zechs flicked his hand and the runes in Wufei’s pocket vibrated.

“Oh.” Wufei gulped. He still did not quite believe that Treize and Zechs were connected to him. Truthfully both men made him nervous and not just because of their powers.

It was only a few days since the storm freed the two guardians from their seals but already they had turned Wufei’s life upside down. He was prepared for conflict; he had not anticipated Treize and Zechs’ desire for him. Wufei could deal with bruises and battles but he was completely out of his depth when it came to lust. The General and Lieutenant had made their intentions toward Wufei very clear and Wufei was not sure what to do about it. He was aware of his attraction to both men but also frightened by the intensity of arousal they inspired in him. Maybe this trip to the village was a good thing. He needed some time alone to clear his head.

Wufei grabbed his bag and headed to the door. “Wish me luck. If I ride hard I can get to the village before dark. If everything goes as planned, I can present you to the elders at the Fire Festival as visiting scholars.”

Treize nodded. “Be careful, Elf. We shall see to things here while you are away.”

Wufei tried not to imagine all the ways their “seeing to things” could go horribly wrong. Instead he forced himself to be optimistic though his hands were cold and his stomach was doing flip flops. He hoped he could pull this off. Otherwise, they would all be in trouble.

Dawn was just breaking over the horizon as Wufei left his cottage and tied his roll to his mount. He climbed into the saddle and Nataku settled on his shoulder with a flutter of her wings. Wufei cast one final glance at Treize and Zechs. In the pale morning light they looked beautiful and unearthly. The wind caught Zechs’ hair and stirred it about his cheeks. The blond was looking at him in that calm focused way that Wufei always found disconcerting. At least Treize hid his sharp edges behind a charm and a teasing sense of humor. Wufei could never tell what Zechs was thinking.

Shaking his head, Wufei touched his heels to the horse’s flanks. “All right then, I’m off.”

Wufei waved and unfamiliar with the gesture, Treize and Zechs pressed their fists to their hearts in the ancient way of greeting. It was also a sign of fealty. Wufei was oddly touched. He turned and spurred his horse on, afraid that Treize and Zechs would see the uncommon tenderness in his expression.

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The village had changed subtly since Wufei visited a year ago. There were new houses along the main street and the market had been extended. When he saw that Trowa had opened a new dragon-spell supply store, something inside of Wufei twisted. It was a neat two-storied building with the upper floor clearly serving as living quarters for the young couple. Wufei looked up and thought he saw the outline of two figures embracing against the gauzy curtains. He once felt guilty about not contacting his old friend. Now he knew it was for the better. Wufei quickly moved on.

The Fire Festival was the biggest event of the year in Dragon Glen and one could sense the anticipation in the air. The local inn already had banners up and its walls gleamed with a fresh coat of paint. Children eager to earn pocket money were selling dragon fruit they had picked from their disgruntled neighbors’ trees. Many of the boys had fashioned rough wood carvings to peddle to tourists.

Wufei smiled as he watched a young girl sell the last of her fruit and then skip off excitedly to tell her friends. He remembered those days, although it had been different for him. Even as early as then, he was preparing to be the next guardian. Yet, he had always looked forward to end of the ceremonies when he could run off and play just like all the other children. How uncomplicated life had been then. As hard as his studies were Wufei had never doubted his purpose. The elders had told him his talent was a gift from the gods; a gift meant to protect his people. Wufei always believed them. Now he did not know what to think.

Never one to like attention, Wufei tried to keep to the lesser-used paths as much as possible, but once a few people caught sight of him, word quickly spread.

“Guardian Chang! Guardian Chang, what brings you to the village?”

“Is everything all right?”

“Chang-tzu [1], will you come to see my poor ailing son?”

“Where are you staying? Do us the honor of sleeping at our inn tonight!”

The cacophony of voices rose around Wufei and the crowd jostled closer. Wufei raised his hand.

“Thank you for your well wishes. Everything is fine. I am merely here to speak with the Elders about preparations for the Fire Festival. Mr. Chen, thank you but the elders have already made arrangements for me in the sacred hall. Mrs. Lin, I will come to see young Bao as soon as I am finished meeting with the elders. I have a salve that may help him….” And so Wufei continued until all the requests had been answered and the villagers finally dispersed. Wufei sighed. He was not very good with people and knew he often seemed gruff but he liked knowing he could help his people even in these small ways.

The excitement of the villagers had distracted Wufei for a moment but now that he approached the sacred hall, his queasiness returned. Wufei squared his shoulders and tried to tell himself that everything would be all right.

At the gate, the guards bowed deeply as they let him in. Two servants immediately ran up to take his horse and carry his things to his room.

Wufei thanked them and entered the Council Hall. It was second in importance only to the Temple. In the Hall, the five men and five women who made up the Council of Elders decided on Dragon Glen’s most important matters. The elders were nominated by the villagers and theirs was a lifelong tenure. Temple guardians who lived long enough but were too old to protect the village occasionally were relieved of their duties and nominated to the council. It was the only hope Wufei had of returning to the village and living a normal life. Of course by then it probably did not matter anyway.

A young girl with thickly coiled hair and wearing the white robes of the temple students led Wufei to his room. When she was gone, he changed out of his traveling clothes. Sitting at the desk in front of the window, Wufei ate the modest dinner of beef stew, crusty bread and wine which had been prepared for him.

Through the window, Wufei could see the lush slopes of the mountain, though his cottage was not visible from here. He wondered what Treize and Zechs were doing. His room seemed so quiet and Wufei realized that in the short time the guardians had been with him, he had already grown used to their constant banter. It was not that he missed them (of course not, Wufei reminded himself) but for the first time he had a glimpse of his own loneliness. Even with Nataku snuggled in his lap Wufei did not feel the contentment he expected at being in a sacred place and surrounded by other devotees. Inside of him was a nameless hunger that Wufei did not know how to assuage.

The wind stirred and it seemed to hold a whiff of magic. Wufei turned his face to it, eyes fixed on the mountain and worried thoughts filling his head.

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The elders summoned Wufei a little after dusk. Once the greetings were dispensed with, Wufei pulled out his bag. In it was the letter from Treize and Zechs. The night after Jared had left they composed the note on which this entire ruse depended.

Since the elders would recognize Wufei’s script, Zechs took on the task of writing the letter. The blond had a fine hand for one so brusque although Wufei was careful not to point that out. After much discussion, they decided it would be best to claim that Treize and Zechs were historical scholars from Oz, a small kingdom near Zechs’ homeland. The kingdom was obscure enough and both men familiar enough with its customs (at least as they had been then) to make their story convincing. Since they were the demons in question they would claim they were scholars of what was now referred to as the Reign of Blood (much to Treize and Zechs’ chagrin. Given Dragon Glen’s important role in the history, no one would question Treize and Zechs’ motivations for visiting.

At least, that was what they hoped.

When they finished the letter, Wufei had planned to pry the seal off one of the missives Jared had delivered, but to his surprise Treize produced a seal of his own. The stamp was of a lion and scorpion entwined. Wufei found out that the lion was Treize’s family emblem and the scorpion Zechs’. If he possessed any doubts about Treize and Zechs’ relationship, they were silenced there and then.

Officially, the melding of family crests indicated a lifelong oath between a Lord and his Second but in practice it was the closest thing to a declaration of marriage that two men could achieve in a time when such things were still frowned upon. Wufei felt a little uncomfortable after that when he thought of Treize and Zechs being connected to him. If they were sworn to each other and they were now bonded to Wufei, did that mean Wufei was somehow … married … to them as well?

Wufei’s cheeks warmed and he immediately shook his head of that thought.

“And so, they have requested to observe the temple and the Fire Festival,” Wufei finished. He looked around the room. The elders were nodding.

“This seems like an excellent opportunity to gain some exposure for Dragon Glen,” Master O was saying. “We would do well to welcome these esteemed scholars.”

A murmur of agreement went around the room and Wufei nearly sagged with relief.

“Of course, we would like to have dinner with them. Oz is such a distant kingdom we must show our appreciation of their coming such a long way.”

Shit. Wufei had been hoping to avoid that but it would be too suspicious if he refused. He was going to have to talk with Treize and Zechs about what to expect from the elders. Wufei inclined his head.

“I am sure they would be honored. Do you have any more questions for me, Sages? No? Then may we speak about the budget? Since the scholars will be here for a week, I would like to provide for them comfortably….”

The rest of the meeting was spent hammering out the details of the budget. Wufei was shocked by the generosity of the elders. He felt so guilty that he tried to dissuade them from the amount they proposed but no matter how much he protested, they viewed the “scholars’” comfort as a matter of pride to Dragon Glen. Wufei was forced to accept. He left with a purse heavy with gold coins and an even heavier heart at his deception.

Wufei had planned to spend three days in the village: one to visit the elders, another to help the villagers and a third just for himself. Yet, he found himself looking forward to returning home. For the first time there was someone–no, two someones– waiting there for him. His feelings about the guardians were so conflicted. On the one hand he did not trust them and he resented them for complicating his life. On the other hand, he felt young and alive now, like the world was full of possibilities. Every morning he felt a quiver of excitement at what the day might bring and it was all due to Zechs and Treize.

It was a long time before Wufei fell asleep that night. He was troubled by a mix of doubt, guilt, hope and million other things Wufei could not name. Most of all he found himself wondering what it would be like to follow a different path and what it truly meant to come home.

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All was quiet when Wufei rode up to the cottage. There was no one outside to greet him; barely a leaf stirred. Wufei felt a pang of disappointment and beneath that, a little hurt. Of course no one was here to greet him, he roughly chided himself. Treize and Zechs were not fond of their captivity any more than Wufei was. They were not his friends. As soon as Wufei figured out how to release them, they would be gone without a second glance.

Wufei knew that and yet what a fool he was! Like a little boy he had been excited to tell the two men about his trip to the village and to show them the new clothes he had bought them. He had already imagined their silly banter as they tried on the new cloaks, tunics and leggings. It was all quite pathetic and Wufei told himself he was grateful for the stark reminder of what they really were to each other. He needed to stop daydreaming and focus on returning to his normal life as guardian.

Wufei slid down his horse with a sigh. Nataku fluttered anxiously around him as he began unburdening Shenlong of the many packages tied to her saddle.

“I’m fine,” he told the little dragon. “I have you, don’t I?” Wufei extended his arm so Nataku could perch on his shoulder. He stroked her iridescent scales. “Ah well, enough of that. Let’s get these things inside, shall we?”

Wufei led Shenlong to the stable where he brushed her down and replenished her water and oats before returning to the front of the cottage. He was reaching for the packages he had left there when the door opened and Treize and Zechs whisked them away.

“Huh?” Caught off balance, Wufei stumbled.

“Welcome, home, Elf.” Treize beamed. He gestured for Wufei to enter.

Wufei made it just past the threshold where he stopped, stunned.

Treize and Zechs had scrubbed the cottage so clean it almost sparkled. The stone floors were spotless and they had lain down new sweet-smelling rushes. Someone had gathered bundles of dried lavender and a fragrant bunch crackled in the fireplace, filling the cottage with its sharp clean fragrance.

The old rocky table with its one bench had been replaced by a larger sturdier table of beautifully knotted pine. On either side were two long benches which could seat up to six guests. Wufei did not know how they managed it, but Zechs and Treize had patched up the leaks in the roof that had been too high for him to reach. Wufei spun around. He was so preoccupied he had not noticed, but they had even replaced the charred door.

What struck Wufei most though was the wine, rabbit stew and crumbled cheese waiting for him on the table. At the fireplace, a pot of water was bubbling, ready for his bath.

“This …,” Wufei croaked, horrified to find a lump rising in his throat. No one had ever done something like this for him and he had to quickly turn away before Zechs and Treize could see his expression.

“Elf?”

Treize and Zechs came up behind Wufei, their voices uncertain. “Did we do too much?” Zechs asked gruffly. “We did not mean to be presumptuous.”

“No it is wonderful.” Wufei turned to the guardians once he finally mastered his emotions. “Thank you. Everything is beautiful.”

Treize frowned. “You do not seem very happy.”

“No … I’m just not to used to things like this.” Wufei was glowering; he blinked rapidly trying to force back the tears that seemed determined to make a fool of him. Maybe it was exhaustion from the trip or the cumulative effect of the emotional turmoil of the past few days but Wufei felt exposed and fragile in a way he had not in years. To his horror, a sob escaped him.

“Excuse me; I forgot something outside,” he croaked as he barreled past Treize and Zechs out of the cottage.

Even then he could not escape the irony of the situation. Once outside, Wufei did not know where to go. He had never needed to get away from anyone before since he was always alone. Wufei finally headed to a small clearing not far from the temple. He sank onto the grass. What was happening to him? When had he become so emotional?

Of course, Wufei should have known there was no escaping beings like Treize and Zechs–not ordinarily and certainly not with the connection they now shared. Sure enough, the two guardians materialized beside him within a matter of seconds.

“If we did something to offend you, we prefer if you let us know,” Zechs said quietly.

Treize nodded. “If you don’t tell us, how can we fix it?”

“It’s not you. Everything is fine: the food … the table … the door….” Wufei buried his face in his hands. “Gods, it was so much easier being alone. Why couldn’t things stay that way? Then I’d never know….”

“Never know what, Elf?” Treize knelt in front of Wufei.

“How lonely I was.”

Wufei wrapped his arms around himself. He wished he could go away from this place, wished this burden of duty was no longer his to bear. How could he go back to his old life once he figured out how to free Treize and Zechs? How was he ever going to pretend to be happy when all he could see in front of him was a lifetime of emptiness?

“Oh, Wufei.” Treize pulled Wufei into his arms. “Whatever happens in the future, we are here for you now. We are guardians and we are yours. We will protect you no matter what, even if that protection is from your own loneliness.”

Treize kissed the top of Wufei’s head and Wufei did not protest. The warmth of Treize’s body seemed to be the only thing that could ease the knot of pain inside of him. When Zechs captured his palm and kissed the pulse at his wrist, Wufei could only shiver. He had fought this for so long but he was tired of denying the yearning inside of him.

Wufei moaned as Zechs’ kisses moved up his arm to the silky skin of his bicep. Was it so wrong to give into what Treize and Zechs were clearly offering? They belonged to him if only for a moment and they wanted him. Was it so wrong to want them too? If he was going to be alone he might as well have some memories to look back on. One day when he was old and his duty on this mountain had ended, he would think on this and remember that his sacrifice meant something. He would be able to say he had protected his people and that once a long long time ago he had been desired. Not for his power, or his heritage or his knowledge, but for himself.

Wufei reached for each of the guardians. He squeezed Treize’s and Zechs’ hands.

“Please,” he said hoarsely. “Make love to me now.”

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Once Wufei uttered those words there was no taking them back–not with the intensity of the two guardians’ desire for him. Wufei could practically feel the heat of their combined gazes upon him.

Zechs was the first to speak: “Are you sure this is what you want? If you come to us we want you to have no regrets.”

Treize nodded. “There will be no going back to separate beds after this. We want you too badly to let you keep running away from us. If you are positive you want us then we will take good care of you. Zechs and I will give you more pleasure than you ever imagined.”

Wufei thought for a moment. He did not doubt the seriousness of Treize’s and Zechs’ words. They meant everything they said, but was he ready for this? Would not becoming their lover only make their separation all the more painful when it finally came? Wufei bit his lip. He knew it would. Yet for all of that it was worth it. Everything in his life had been laid out for him from the day he was born. He had never had to take a risk on anything and it had brought him comfort and security, but was he happy? For the first time in his life Wufei was ready to take that risk and he was going to make it count. If there were pain afterwards … well, he would deal with that then.

Wufei turned to the two men who would be his lovers. “Yes, I am sure,” he insisted.

Wufei let Zechs and Treize pull him to his feet. He thought they would use their powers and whisk him back to the cottage. Instead he walked between them through the clearing, his hands joined with theirs. Wufei’s heart pounded as he looked up at the two men. He was a tumult of nerves and excitement. He had an idea of what would happen, but he was inexperienced enough to be a little scared. Would it really feel good and would he get to touch Treize and Zechs too?

The two men were so attractive … so masculine. Wufei trained hard and was proud of his body but he was suddenly filled with doubt. He was not nearly as desirable as Treize and Zechs. They were probably being kind when they called him beautiful. Wufei’s thoughts raced until he worked himself up into a ball of tension. He did not realize he was crushing Treize’s and Zechs’ fingers until both men stopped walking. Wufei was so lost in his thoughts he tripped over his feet.

“Elf,” Treize said quietly.

“Yes? Is something wrong?”

“Nothing is wrong except for the fact that your hands are like ice and you’ve been squeezing my fingers so tightly they’re about to turn blue,” Zechs remarked but his voice was gentle. “Don’t be anxious, sweetheart. We will treat you well.”

It was the first time the brusque lieutenant had used an endearment with him and Wufei flushed with heat. He felt oddly cherished, moreso than even when Zechs had confessed his desire for him. It made Wufei both eager and shy at the same time. He released his bruising grip on the other men’s hands. “Sorry,” he mumbled.

“Don’t apologize. It is our duty and our pleasure to take care of you,” Treize murmured.

They were at the cottage door and Wufei’s heart was beating so fast he thought it would burst out of his chest. Yet unlike him, Treize and Zechs were the picture of calm. Zechs held the door open and before Wufei could protest, Treize picked him up and carried him inside. The older man laid him on the thick white furs near the fire. At some point Zechs had also returned.

Wufei bit his lips as he looked from one man to the other. He gave a soft cry as both men began undressing.

“Wait! I’ve never done this before, you know,” he blurted, immediately reddening.

“We know. We’re looking forward to making you ours and ours alone,” Treize replied with a smile.

Zechs was looking at Wufei with the same mixture of fierceness and tenderness as Treize and Wufei realized how serious they were. While he shied away from contemplating their bond and its meaning it seemed Treize and Zechs had not only contemplated it but were eager to make it permanent.

Wufei was breathless as he looked at both men. They stood before him, glorious in their nakedness. How could they want him? And Treize and Zechs clearly wanted him. Wufei’s gaze dropped to their impressive erections. He shivered.

Zechs extended his hand. “Are you just going to watch or are you going to join us?”

“I…” Wufei’s thoughts were so scattered he did not think he could even command his body to move, but his feet propelled him forward and he stumbled into Zechs’ arms.

Zechs enveloped him in his embrace, holding Wufei for a moment before tilting the younger man’s face up and slanting his mouth over his. Zechs’ kiss was slow yet playful. He traced the peaks of Wufei’s upper lip, swept over his bottom lip then dipped inside, causing Wufei to whimper and cling to the older man. Zechs tightened his arms around him, molding their modies together so that Wufei could feel the hard insistence of Zechs’ erection against his belly. When Wufei responded shyly, his tongue stealing out to touch Zechs,’ a shudder went through the older man’s powerful arms.

Wufei’s shock was followed swiftly by pride. That he could affect Zechs so strongly caused heat to bloom inside of him. It made him bold. He ran his hands along Zechs’ arms, feeling taut muscle and the power lying quiescent there. Zechs’ chest was broad, heavy, honed from years of wielding a sword. The skin of his shoulders and back was stippled and ridged with scars Wufei had never noticed before and he touched each one now with wonder. One scar slashed diagonally across Zechs’ chest, starting at his left shoulder and ending just above his right nipple. Wufei murmured sypmathetically as he traced the puckered skin. Compared to the rugged masculinity of the rest of his body Zechs’ pale nipples seemed delicate–surprising points of vulnerability on such an imposing frame. Wufei bent his head and captured one tender nubbin. He suckled gently and Zechs groaned, throwing his head back.

Wufei pulled away. “You like that?”

“Hmm? Yes.” Zechs looked at Wufei with heavy-lidded eyes. “And if I remember correctly so do you.”

“Oh … ah….” Wufei was pinned in place by Zechs’ gaze and the husky timbre of his voice.

Zechs smiled. He glanced at a spot somewhere above Wufei’s head and Wufei did not have to turn around to know that Treize was standing behind him. He could feel the heat of the other man’s body at his elbow and smell his scent. Though Treize did not speak or touch him, that living presence behind Wufei heightened his senses in anticipation. The moment stretched out until the very air seemed to quiver, mirroring the tension in his body. A helpless tremor seized Wufei and he made a small sound, half excitement, half questioning what the men would do next.

“I think it’s time to undress you,” Treize said as though he had been waiting for that subtle plea to touch Wufei. He kissed Wufei’s neck, hot tongue tracing his pulse. Wufei gasped and Treize’s mouth widened, suckling delicate flesh. He was devouring him and Wufei strained in Treize’s embrace. Wherever Treize touched him a vibration thrummed through his body. Wufei had never felt anything like it.

“Tr…Treize?” he asked, confused.

It was Zechs who responded, molding his body to Wufei’s back. “You feel it? His power entering you?”

“P–power?” Wufei croaked, struggling to pay attention as Treize sucked his index finger into his mouth.

“Mm hmm, just a little. Shall I let you feel mine?”

“I’m not sure I underst–ah!” Wufei shouted. He rose on tiptoe, teetering between the two men. Power swelled in him. Where Treize’s energy was thick and concentrated like slow-moving honey, Zechs’ power zinged through him–white-hot, piercing and electric. The two opposing sensations left Wufei off balance and it was only the beginning as the two men began pumping more energy into him.

Wufei did not think anything could be more intense than the physical pleasure Zechs and Treize had shown him but now he realized how wrong he was. Just as their bodies caressed, Treize’s and Zechs’ power reached deep inside of Wufei to touch the naked molten core of energy inside of him. Wufei shouted and his knees buckled as pleasure flooded his body in a single pure wave. He would have fallen if Treize was not there to catch him.

“I’ve got you,” Treize was murmuring but Wufei barely heard him. The guardians’ power was still flowing into him, melding with his until Wufei could not tell where his power began and where theirs ended. All he knew was ecstasy bordering on pain. It kept expanding, twanging inside of Wufei until it built to a crescendo. It was more than Wufei could bear. His eyes flew wide and his throat worked soundlessly as he orgasmed. Every spurt of his cock was echoed by another deeper hidden pulse inside of him. Overwhelmed, Wufei shook in Treize’s arms. He did not even have the breath to cry out. He could only ride the intense waves of sensation until they subsided.

Wufei lay stunned, twitching from the aftershocks of pleasure. His whole body felt as if it were crackling with energy. When Treize brushed a hand over his cheek, Wufei whimpered. The tiniest sensations were now magnified so that even the brush of a fingertip caused electricity to curl through him. When Wufei thought of what that meant for the night ahead something very close to panic rose in him. He clutched at Treize’s tunic.

“I … I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle this.”

“Handle what, Elf?”

“Tonight … the rest.” Wufei gestured helplessly. “If it’s already this much…” he trailed off.

“Ah,” Treize murmured. “Your problem is you are thinking about this as something you have to manage but all you need to do is enjoy the pleasure we will give you.”

Zechs nodded. “To be wary of pain is natural but you’re the only man I know who is suspicious of pleasure,” the blond teased Wufei. “We enjoy touching you and you enjoy it when we touch you. Nothing can be simpler than that.”

Their words made sense and Wufei’s body knew the truth of them best, but Wufei had sealed off this part of his life for so long that he was nervous. He was not scared of the pleasure but of what his own passion might reveal about himself. Already all his long-held notions were crumbling, shattered just like the seal that had imprisoned Zechs and Treize. Who was he now, and who would he be after tonight? Wufei searched himself and found that as much as he was afraid of losing his old self, he was more frightened of not knowing who he could be. Wufei took a deep breath and nodded.

“All right,” he told the two men.

“Good,” Treize rumbled. He drew Wufei’s fingers to his lips, then he reached for his tunic.

Perhaps it was years of companionship or the power flowing between them, but Zechs and Treize undressed Wufei without a jarring movement or an utterred word. In pefect coordination, Treize slipped Wufei’s robes off his shoulders, while Zechs pulled his tunic over his head. Zechs kneeled at Wufei’s feet, removing his shoes so that Treize could peel away Wufei’s scarlet leggings. The older men pulled back and then there was nothing left between them except heat and the expectation of pleasure.

Wufei’s heart was thumping. He looked down and noticed his belly was smeared with his seed. He wiped hastily at it.

Zechs tugged his hand away. “Don’t do that.”

“What? Why?”

“Because we like seeing the evidence of your passion. Now it’s completely gone to waste. I guess we’ll just have to replace it,” Zechs said mischievously.

Wufei moaned. If they kept this up he was going to go crazy before the night was over.

“Come, we’ve tarried too long already,” Treize said. “It’s time to complete our bond.”

“Yes,” Zechs agreed.

Wufei took a deep breath as they lowered themselves to the furs. “I want this. I don’t know what it will mean for my life here or even how long you will be with me, but for now, I want to be bonded with you.”

“Not just for now. Forever,” Treize insisted. “A bond with us is forever. You have to be very sure of this, Elf.”

“I know,” Wufei said, and he meant it.

Treize and Zechs enclosed Wufei in their embrace. Treize sat against the wall and pulled Wufei against his chest. He kissed his neck then moved up to capture the soft lobe of Wufei’s ear.

Wufei shivered as Treize’s kisses continued, hot, slow and sweet. The older man found his nipples and he tweaked the tiny sensitive buds. Sensation shot to Wufei’s groin. He arched, moaning deeply.

“So lovely,” Treize murmured, his fingers pinching and pulling, circling and rubbing. Wufei’s husky cries were fevered and they only intensified as Zechs kissed down his stomach. His golden head burrowed between Wufei’s legs; a skillful mouth surrounded the tip of Wufei’s cock and began a gentle suction. Wufei shouted and almost rose out of Treize’s lap but the older man brought him down to earth with soothing words and even softer kisses. He massaged Wufei’s tense thighs then spread them wider, giving Zechs better access to his delights.

“Hah … ah.” Wufei panted. His entire body shook as Zechs teased his foreskin. Zechs’ mouth widened to envelop more of his cock, until his nose tickled Wufei’s pubic hair.

“Gods …. ” Wufei clutched at Zechs’ hair. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as the blond bobbed his head. Wufei was overcome as pleasure seized him. The powerful suction of Zechs’ mouth combined with the devilish flick of the older man’s tongue. Zechs was licking along the thick vein of Wufei’s shaft and worming against his slit. Underneath it all was the tingle of magick and a tenderness that made Wufei’s heart turn over. He had denied himself pleasure but now he realized he was missing something else:

Simple affection. Now, each caress from Treize and Zechs was a reminder and a redemption.

“Are you ready for us, Wufei?”

“Yes.” How could he not be after all they had shared tonight?

Zechs and Treize shifted so that Wufei found himself between Zechs’ legs and Treize behind him. Zechs tugged Wufei forward.

“Treize, hand him the oil.”

Wufei flushed. He looked from Zechs to Treize and back again. “You mean me…in Zechs?” he stammered.

“Yes, unless you don’t want to?” Zechs reclined on the furs. Languidly, he spread his legs, baring the rosy entrance to his body.

Gods … gods. Wufei stared. Zechs was amazing, so sensual. To think that he was offering himself to him! Just imagining being inside of Zechs made Wufei’s cock so hard he ached. He did not even know how he was going to get inside the other man without losing it. Wufei tried to say something but only a strangled noise emerged.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Zechs chuckled. He poured some oil into his palm and smeared it onto Wufei’s cock.

Wufei’s entire body jerked. He brushed Zechs’ hand away. “No, I’ll do it. I’ll come if you touch me any more.”

“Very well.”

“I have to stretch you first, right?”

“That would be nice.”

Wufei nodded and pursed his lips. His brow furrowed as he slipped one finger into Zechs. He wiggled that digit, working the tight seal of Zechs’ muscles until bit by bit he eased into the older man. Zechs made a sound of encouragement, while Wufei watched, fascinated as his finger was swallowed into tight heat. If Zechs was this snug around a finger, what would he feel like around his cock? Wufei moaned but he forced himself to focus on Zechs’s pleasure. He thrust his finger in and out, attentive to every move of the blond’s body.

When Zechs began groaning, Wufei slipped another finger in, reaching deep inside of him. He touched something and Zechs shouted, rising off the furs. Wufei looked up to find the blond’s face contorted with pleasure.

“Does it hurt?” Wufei croaked. He was perspiring. Seeing Zechs unraveling right before his eyes, all Wufei wanted to do was pull back and sink his cock into the delicious heat of Zechs’ body but he had to be sure. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt Zechs after all the care the blond had shown him.

No it doesn’t hurt.” Zechs’ voice was husky. “It feels good.”

“Okay.” Relieved, Wufei thrust his fingers faster, this time aiming for that special spot deep inside.

Zechs came alive beneath him. “Ah! Yes! Right there!” he shouted. He grasped his cock and started stroking it. Zechs was large and his cock jutted long and proud from a nest of golden curls. The tip of him glistened with precum and as he pumped his erection he spread it along the shaft.

It was too much. Wufei could not hold back anymore. “Zechs, I need you.”

“Yes, now,” Zechs urged him, spreading his legs wider.

Wufei did not have to be told twice. He positioned himself between Zechs’ legs and sank into the blond’s welcoming body. The sensation took Wufei’s breath away. And when he moved–pleasure and more pleasure than Wufei had ever experienced.consuming him. No, not pleasure, ecstasy. Zechs was tight and he wascaressing every inch of Wufei’s cock. Instinct took over and Wufei started thrusting hard and deep, aiming for that node which had this powerful man crying out in his arms. Zechs was moaning, moving with Wufei, hips rolling up to meet his thrusts. Still Wufei wanted to get closer. He hooked Zechs’ legs over his forearms, leaning forward until the blond’s knees were almost pressed against his chest.

Zechs was hot, tight and so perfect Wufei forgot about Treize until he felt large hands cupping him and then the older man licking between his cheeks.

Wufei’s entire body went rigid with shock and he clutched at Zechs. Somehow in spite of all of Treize’s teasing, Wufei never believed the older man would actually do something so intimate and to do it now of all times–!

“What?” Zechs gasped.

“Z-Zechs … he’s….” Wufei’s voice rose.

Zechs shifted to look over Wufei’s shoulder. “Yes. He’s very good at that don’t you think?”

“Ah! But….” Wufei’s voice fragmented. He squirmed as Treize teased around his pucker then plunged inside of him. His tongue, hot and slick, mimicked the very movements of Wufei’s cock inside of Zechs.Wufei shivered and cried out. He lost his grip on Zechs but the blond locked his legs around Wufei, preventing him from pulling away.

“You’re not going to leave me hanging are you?” Zechs emphasized his words by squeezing around Wufei’s cock.

“Nn…no….”

“I didn’t think so. Now why don’t you finish where you left off? You feel so good inside of me.”

“But Treize–”

“Knows exactly what he’s doing. Don’t you, Treize?”

“Mmhmm.” Treize’s tongue darted into Wufei again.

Wufei reddened. How could something so embarrassing feel so good? Wufei did not know how he could please Zechs with Treize doing that to him. Yet, from the eager noises Treize was making, the older man was clearly not interested in stopping. Wufei had no choice. Despite the riot of sensation coursing through him, he drew a shaky breath and slowly thrust into Zechs again. The blond rocked his hips up to meet him.

“You’re doing wonderfully, Elf,” Zechs told Wufei with a smile.

Wufei kissed him, sinking into his warmth. Never in Wufei’s wildest dreams had he imagined making love to a man like Zechs.

Behind them, Treize pulled back and circled Wufei’s hole with fingers. The touch was just as foreign to Wufei as Treize’s earlier caress. He could not help tightening up but Treize massaged his tight sphincter, coaxing Wufei to open up to him. Gradually Wufei relaxed. When Treize returned, a finger dipped into him, testing him–deepening his pleasure. Wufei moaned. Was this what Zechs felt when Wufei touched him?

“I’m going to enter you now, Wufei.” Treize leaned forward. The head of his cock nudging Wufei’s entrance felt impossibly large.

“I don’t think that will fit,” Wufei groaned.

“Of course it will fit.” Zechs teased. “I took you, didn’t I?”

Wufei could not deny that. He shuddered as Treize’s cock eased into him, stretching him inch by slow inch, . Wufei’s body accommodated him but just. Treize was so large to Wufei it didn’t feel like he could move at all.

“Am I hurting you, Elf?”

Wufei immediately wanted to say yes but once he got over his initial panic, he realized that Treize’s cock inside of him was not painful, merely strange. “No,” he said shakily.

“Then relax. You’re so tense.” Treize’s voice was strained.

“I’m trying,” Wufei whimpered.

Zechs cupped Wufei’s face. “Kiss me, Wufei.”

Wufei swallowed and nodded. He brushed his mouth against Zechs’ and the other man immediately deepened the kiss. Their tongues tangled together while Zechs’ hands stroked over Wufei’s body. He stoked the fire of Wufei’s arousal until Wufei moaned and forgot all his inhibitions and opened up to Treize. The older man was caressing Wufei with the same light touches as Zechs. He whispered words of encouragement, praising Wufei for everything from his darky silky hair to the tight embracing heat of his body. Wufei felt the initial resistance of his muscles then Treize was sliding home. He was buried deep, filling Wufei so completely that the younger man could only cry out in wonder.

Treize had started a gentle thrusting inside of him. It nudged Wufei forward, pressing him deeper into Zechs, causing pleasure to reverberate from Treize to Wufei to Zechs and back again. Between the two guardians, Wufei was buffeted by pleasure on all sides. He was caught between two fires and Wufei did not want to escape. He flushed from head to toe as he imagined the picture they made but it only aroused him further.

They found a rhythm together and when power began flowing through them again, Wufei lost all sense of time and place. He knew only that he was in Treize’s and Zechs’ arms and that it was good.

“You’re both beautiful … so beautiful…” Treize growled, nipping Wufei’s ear. He bent low over him as his thrusts grew heavier and faster, each one striking Wufei’s prostate. Treize’s fingers dug into Wufei’s hips, pushing him further and further toward the brink and even as Wufei shouted and begged, he was driving into Zechs with the same intensity. The blond’s skin was flushed, his hair a tangled nest around his face, his mouth slack in ecstasy. He never stopped moving or caressing Wufei’s cock with every squeeze of his inner muscles.

Wufei flung his head back as their passion built to a frenzied pace. He was rocking back and forth from the cradle of Treize’s arms to the welcoming tightness of Zechs’ body. Their groans rose and mingled as the smell of sex and sweat filled the air. Wufei felt a familiar tightness building in his loins and his power gathering in him like a storm.

Going to fill you up,” Treize growled, pumping into Wufei in hard short jabs. He bit into Wufei’s shoulder and Wufei’s eyes went wide.

“Ungh … I’m coming!” He cried out. He shuddered and his cock spurted into Zechs.

“Yes!” Zechs’ shouted, his hand a blur over his cock. He exploded, shooting semen in thick white pulses all over his belly.

Treize held out until the very end, driving into them both until neither Wufei nor Zechs could catch their breaths but finally all their squirming and moaning set Treize off too. He tensed, filling Wufei with warmth. He listed forward and they all collapsed on the furs in one sticky pile.

Long moments passed before anyone could speak. Treize’s weight on top of Wufei was oppressive but he could not bring himself to ask him to move. Wufei felt more than satisfaction. He felt fulfilled.

“Gods, that was amazing,” Treize breathed, rolling away from Wufei. His seed was dripping down Wufei’s thighs but the younger man was too tired to care. Wufei slumped against Zechs who curled his arms around him. He did not ask Wufei to pull out.

“Are you all right, Elf?” Treize had stretched out next to Zechs on the furs. He reached over to stroke Wufei’s cheek.

“Mm,” Wufei purred. He was so full of energy he almost expected to see his power haloed around them. Now he understood why most mages used sex to gain energy. Everthing else paled in comparison.

Zechs shifted Wufei and gently disengaged their bodies. “You felt so good inside of me, Wufei. Next time, I will return the favor.” As he spoke, Zechs cupped and kneaded Wufei’s buttocks. Wufei made a small sound and shivered. Zechs was even larger than Treize. After what he just experienced, Wufei anticipated a very …. challenging time with Zechs.

The fire had burned down to a few crackling embers and in the fading light the sigils on Treize’s and Zechs’ bodies glowed–proof of their newly forged bond. Lethargy seeped into Wufei’s bones but even as his eyelids drooped , his thoughts were awhirl. Tomorrow they would begin preparing for the Fire Festival and Wufei’s plan would finally be put to the test.

These past few days had been like a dream with the cottage their own little world. In the guardians’ arms Wufei had almost forgotten the magnitude of the challenges ahead of them. There was getting past the Fire Festival, yes, but what about afterward? Wufei had not dared to think beyond that. They were bonded but he could not in good conscience ask Zechs and Treize to stay with him on this mountain after being imprisoned there for so long. There was so much of the world Wufei had never seen, himself. He wanted so badly to run away and leave this life behind him but how could he explain to the Elders that countless of generations of tradition were for naught? How could he tell them that the very foundation of everything they believed was an illusion? No matter how hard he thought about it there was no clear solution. Wufei sighed heavily.

“Elf? Are you all right?” Treize asked.

“I’m fine.”

“Then why the big sigh?”

“I’m just tired,” Wufei lied.

“Then rest. Tomorrow will come soon enough.”

And all his troubles with it, Wufei thought. He closed his eyes and for tonight at least tried to forget.

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Notes: 1. The suffix “tzu” means “master” or “teacher”