The Proposal
By Loveless1617
He slid his fingers into his mouth, letting his saliva drip onto his bare hands. He had him in his arms, pushed to the wall, and painfully turned on. Even so...
"P-Please... no more..." The boy had whispered, despite the obstacles that the man had made. He begged him to stop, yet his eyes pleaded for more—and he, himself, knew the look he had on his own face...
"A lustful one..." The man said, then paused. "...aren't you?" The man had whispered into his ears, then nibbled on the small, quickly-turning-red ear. He had his other hands down on his pants, gently massaging the crotch underneath.
"AH..ah, nn.... please... stop...." He whispered, his voice straining to keep quiet inside the room. He could hear the guards passing by and talking.
"Wolfram..." He muttered into his ears.
"K-Kaname-sama..."
Wolfram woke up with a start. He rushed to sit up. Why-- why did he have that dream? And after things were going so well with Yuuri...
Wolfram turned to look at his side. Next to him laid the Maou, Yuuri, sleeping peacefully with the sky blue, silk covers off to the side. Wolfram smiled, then quietly pulled the blanket over his strong-built body, and put a hand to his face. He gently brushed his bangs to the side of his face and put a finger to his lips...
Even now, they still haven't even gone to kissing. Even after they had almost lost each other in the fight against Dai Shimaron, or betrayed by Saralegui, the Small Shimaron's king. Even after all that— perhaps he hadn't been enough for him?
"That's ridiculous! I'm the perfect man for him! Who else could be next to him and not do anything! This outrageous, wimpy, cheating!... handsome man..." Wolfram exclaimed out loud, by accident. He hated to admit it, but he was a great man—maybe too good for him? Still, if he didn't want him, he wouldn't have let him stay by his side for so long without rejecting him. Of course, he hadn't really accepted this relationship either...
"Ah, whatever! I'll stick to him no matter what! Besides, with the way he is now, this wimp still needs someone to look after him.' Wolfram exclaimed, pulling the blanket up to his chest, about to lay down. Yuuri sleepily, woke up.
"Wolfram--? You're still sleeping here?!.... What are you doing up so early?" He rubbed his eyes and yawned. Wolfram blushed.
"Nothing, go to sleep, wimp!" He yelled, then laid down in bed.
"Eh? What did you do?" He asked.
"Hmph!" wolfram turned away, and flushed. Had he heard everything he just said?
No, with that reaction.... he really probably did just wake up.
The good thing about now is that at least Yuuri didn't object to him sleeping here, at the very least.
"Goodnight!" Wolfram yelled, before finally falling asleep.
"Goodnight..." Yuuri said, going back to sleep.
The next morning, Yuuri had woken up early for his usual training with Conrad. A thirty minute jog around the castle, then a few throws with a baseball or a quick fencing match. Either way, he had always finished by the time Wolfram had finally started to wake up. When he got back in, he went into the large bath in his room everyday for a long bath. Sometimes, Wolfram joined him—it was a little unusual arrangement. He hadn't thought of it so awkward since it was just two guys, but still. They were engaged too.
Either way, Wolfram would come in on his own and say that it would be quicker if they both had gone at the same time—not that the bath was too small to fit the two of them. Actually, it was quite large—practically a pool that was just three feet deep throughout. And it didn't have that rough, cheap sand-like floor that scratched you if you accidentally bumped a knee or something on it. It had a smooth, dark blue marble tile that matched the golden and cream tiles on the bathroom floor. It really did look like royalty.
So, after wolfram would undress, he would come in and sit across from Yuuri. He never really seemed to pay attention to him as they washed on their own, except when they were making small conversations. Like today, for example...
"Yuuri, let me wash your back." Wolfram said.
"Aren't you going to wash your hair first?" Yuuri asked.
"Don't you have to hurry up for your meeting? I can just stay here a while longer, but you should hurry up." Wolfram said. Yuuri sighed.
"Oh right... that meeting..." Yuuri groaned.
"Yuuri! Take this a little more seriously! Jeez, as the Maou, you shouldn't be lazing around all day..."
"Lazing around? What are you talking about?" Yuuri said, as he turned around and let Wolfram come up to him. Wolfram threw, or more like slapped, a wash cloth onto his back.
"You're always going out with other people and cheating on me! You're too nice to people—you should be more cautious of your surroundings! You cheating wimp!" Wolfram complained. He took the soap and vigorously scrubbed it against his back. Yuuri winced.
"Hey! Cut it out!" Yuuri moved forward.
"Will you cut it out?! Stop squirming!" Wolfram yelled.
"Ah! Wolfram—just stop already!" Yuuri grabbed both of his arms, then stared at him in the face. "And besides, when did I ever cheat on you?"
"Let go!" Wolfram said. He finally let go of his arms.
"Jeez, and I try to be nice for once and try to talk to you about our engagement—" Yuuri flinched.
"Our engagement?" Wolfram asked. Yuuri blushed. He tried not to say anything, but of course Wolfram wouldn't just let him get away with it.
"Well, you know how we're supposed to be engaged and all... are we seriously going to—"
"Of course we are! Are you an idiot?! How can you make someone wait for a whole year and then reject them?!"
"Well, there's that, but you know, we're still both guys, you know?"
"Yuuri...." wolfram glared at Yuuri.
"Y-Yeah?" Yuuri said.
"You..." wolfram leaned in. There was a long pause....
"I knew it! You're cheating on me! That's why you don't want to marry me! Who's the other person?! How could there be anyone better than me?! Who is this person? I'll go and kil--" Wolfram shrieked. Yuuri slowly backed away.
"well, you know, there's no one specifically, but I did want to marry...." Yuuri said.
"Well, if that's your proposal to me, it stinks! Propose to me again!" Wolfram yelled.
"P-Propose? I was just telling you that I want to—"
"And who else would you marry except for me?" Wolfram glared at him again. He stood up.
"This is ridiculous, though!"
"This is ridiculous. If anything, that was the worst proposal ever. I want another one!" wolfram said, then stormed off.
"That's why I said, I wasn't trying to propose!" Yuuri whined in the bath.
"Jeez, that was terrible...." Wolfram said in the room. He was putting his clothes on. He had a towel around his waist, and another one wrapping his hair into place. He went to the closet to grab a white shirt. He slowly buttoned them into place, while thinking about what really just happened.
"Yuuri finally proposed to me...." Wolfram whispered to himself. And although he knew that another proposal was what he wanted, he still wanted to hear Yuuri say it in a straightforward and passionate way that he had always wanted—well, not that he always swung this way, but there were only guys in his life that he had ever... He stopped.
"What am I thinking...." Wolfram said, then changed his mind. He went back to concentrating on the rest of the day. He had quite a bit of free time until around 3, where he would escort a very special guest to dinner with the Maou. He was wondering who he would be escorting, but for some odd reason, no one would tell him—not that he was dying to know. He quickly put his clothes on and waited for Yuuri to finish. He flinched when he saw that Wolfram was waiting for him— Wolfram groaned. Yuuri slowly walked to the suit that always had to wear, which was just cleaned and ironed and pressed. Wolfram walked up to him.
"W-What?' Yuuri asked.
"I'm helping you change." Wolfram said, matter-of-factly.
"I don't need help—" wolfram sighed. He just pulled back and sat on the bed again. He watched for a little while before Yuuri finally announced that this was getting a bit uncomfortable. Or as he put it...
"Wolfram, it's kind of freaky when you have someone staring at you behind your back." Wolfram chose to ignore his comment.
"Yuuri, do you know who the person coming is? That guest that you're supposed to have lunch with—?' Wolfram asked. He looked over at the nightstand and saw a crystal glass sphere decoration. He picked it up in his hands to look at it. Yuuri shook his head.
"He's also staying with us for a couple of days. I wonder who he is? No one would tell me that much about him. Well, at least that saves me from another lecture about how great this person must be." Yuuri said.
"How great?" wolfram asked. He twirled the glass sphere in his hands.
"Apparently he was a professor here. He was highly respected and stuff. He must've traveled away for awhile or something but he's coming back." Yuuri said.
"Professor? We don't have any of those here.... or at least ones that left." Wolfram said, while throwing the glass sphere and catching it, several times. Yuuri frowned, thinking that Wolfram might drop it, but he continued.
"Are you sure? Gunter told me that Kaname Itsuki-sama was a great—" Wolfram dropped the sphere. "ah—Wolfram! I knew you were going to break that~!" Yuuri ran over to see how damaged it was—luckily it was fine. It just made a loud sound when it hit the floor, and a layer of it broke off. He bent down to pick up the pieces, then looked up at Wolfram. Wolfram looked like he just saw a ghost—he covered his mouth with hands, from what seemed to be shock and fear.
"Wolfram?" Yuuri asked. He dropped the pieces. "Are you okay?" He asked.
"K-Kaname... sama?" Wolfram asked.
"yeah, why?" Yuuri said. Wolfram didn't reply. "Wolfram, you're going pale—are you okay?" He asked again, reaching out for his face, but Wolfram slapped his hands away. He really looked shock.
"S-Sorry!" Wolfram said. He collapsed onto the floor. He was desperately trying to hold himself up.
"Why? Wolfram, what's wrong?" Yuuri said, reaching out again before Wolfram yelled, "Stop!" Yuuri pulled back. Wolfram was trembling in fear. He was covering up his face, trying to hide his face.
"Don't..." Wolfram said.
"Wolf... ram?" Yuuri asked.
"I-It's nothing, you wimp!" Wolfram stood up.
Don't drag someone else into this again...
"Just get ready for your meeting. Jeez, stalling over nothing..." Wolfram turned around. "Let's go, they're probably waiting for you." Wolfram said, trying to keep his loud, upbeat voice. He walked to the door and opened it. "You coming?" wolfram asked. Yuuri wasn't sure what that was, but he started to get worried. Obviously, wolfram didn't want him to know what it was. He walked towards the door. He knew that Wolfram didn't want him to know, and he knew that he hadn't been much of Wolfram's life, let alone part of it, so he hardly knew anything about him.
But what he knew for sure was that wolfram freaked out when he heard Kaname Itsuki sensei's name. Who was this man, who could scare Wolfram, such a selfish and overly self-confident man, to death?
