Prologue

Later, Wolfram could honestly say that he had been thoroughly deflowered on his wedding night. In fact, he had trouble sitting the next morning much to his mother's amusement. The fact that it wasn't his new husband that had done the deflowering he kept to himself.

Wolfram glanced discreetly over to where the man who actually had done the deflowering sat. His red hair was still slightly disarrayed from Wolfram's fingers, and his eyelids drooping with satisfaction and exhaustion. He was dressed this morning in a high necked shirt that covered the bite marks wolfram had given him. The shirt was tight, but he did not as much as hint at any discomfort from the scratches on his back. Wolfram hade made them sometimes between digging his heels into the other man's lower back and screaming his name in wild abandonment as he experienced one of the most intense orgasms of his life.

The lack of a king at the breakfast table was a bit suspicious, but wolfram primly informed them that his majesty was still asleep. He felt it was a rather safe assumption as yuuri had been at least four drinks past hammered when wolfram poured him onto the sofa in the royal bedchamber to sleep it off. He hadn't stirred all night, even though both wolfram and his bed partner had proven themselves to be rather on the noisy side whilst... ahem, deflowering.

Yozak elegantly deflected Conrad's questioning of his choice of attire by some joke that made the half-human laugh even as he blushed, and Yozak sent Wolfram a quick reassuring look from under his long lashes. Just looking into those eyes made a tendril of heat spark through Wolfram's body, and subconsciously his thighs parted slightly in invitation.

"It is good to see you happy, sweetie" Celi smiled. She looked as if she was about to say something else, but just then a very dishevelled Yuuri made his appearance.

"Good morning, everyone" he said with a scratchy voice and blushed as they all turned to look at him.

"Good morning, Heika" the rest of the table chorused, but Wolfram simply inclined his head and simply said, "Husband." His voice was so sweet it made Gwendal look at him with unbridled suspicion.

"Wolfram!" Yuuri squeaked in alarm and blushed even harder. "I am soo sorry about last night, I-"

Wolfram quickly interrupted him before he could say something damning.

"It is quite alright" he hurried to assure the other man, "I am quite well this morning, as you can see."

Celi squealed with laughter, clearly interpreting the exchange as Yuuri apologizing for his passion the previous night.

Wolfram was in no hurry to correct her.