Trowa handed her the cue, and Relena took it with a dignified toss of her head. She turned around, to smile at the stranger, and beckon him close.
"This is my husband, Heero," she told the man.
When the man stepped forward, Heero realized the guy's red-brown hair was pulled back, away from his face. He was dressed all in black, no different from most people there, but the cut of his clothes was a little odd, the collar higher, the sleeves rolled up to reveal strong forearms, if pale.
"Pleased to meet ya, Heero," the man said, and gave Relena a little bow. "I was just trying to give your gorgeous wife lessons, before this reprobate snuck up and ruined our fun."
Trowa looked bored, but there was a smirk hiding in his expression.
"She's not bad," the man continued, winking at Heero. "Got the figure for a pool shark, if lacking the instincts." He gave Relena the once-over, and grinned widely. "With those curves? Who cares how she's playing." He leered at Relena, who flushed, pressing herself against Heero. The man gave Heero a sheepish grin and leaned on his pool cue; Heero was struck by how pale the man's skin was under the pool table's smoke-stained lamplight. The man paused, appearing to reconsider his words. "Well, they'd care what she's doing, but only if she's the one they get to... play." His words took a second meaning when his smile grew sharper, almost predatory.
Author: Sol1056 (1xR, 1x2xR) (3x4, RxD, many more) 55k
"Yeah, better be careful," the man said. He grinned, but his eyes were narrowed, his gaze darting between Heero and Relena as if measuring, assessing, and seeing something that pleased him. "Never know. Anyone finds out, they'll make it a sin to fantasize about your own damn spouse, next. Hell, next they'll outlaw companions.”
My notes: AU dystopia where Duo is a sometimes-hooker, sometimes-vagabond who brings a little extra to the table to Heero and Rowena’s marriage.