Title: Every breath you take…
Fandom: Kyo Kara Maoh!
Author: kira
Chars/Pairs: Yuuri/Wolfram
Genres: romance
Warnings: none
Word Count: 500
Summary: Wolfram is stalking Yuuri… what else is new?

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"Stop following me around like a damned stalker!" Yuuri fumed, whirling around to face his fiancé.

Wolfram sputtered helplessly, his fiery composure slipping, as he took in this vision of fury before him. Finding his voice, he shouted back, "What is a stalker?"

The question seemed to knock some of the ire out of the Maoh, his angry glare softening into a smile as he shook his head. "A stalker is someone who follows someone else around obsessively to the point of it being harassment."

"I don't do that!"

"You do too, Wolfram! I am not, nor do I even think about cheating on you! So you have no need to follow me around like some stupid stalker! Okay? I talk to the women here because it would look strange if I didn't, but that doesn't mean I'm consorting with them, or anyone else for that matter! You seriously need to curb your jealous streak as I'm getting tired of your nonsense!"

The fiery blond narrowed his eyes at his fiancé. "Wimp!" he hissed.

"And stop calling me that!"

"Then prove you're not cheating on me! Wimp!"

"Fine!" Yuuri huffed. Taking Wolfram's face in his hands, the Maoh closed his eyes and leaned in, kissing him.

Surprised, Wolfram opened his mouth to protest, his words swallowed up as Yuuri deepened the kiss.

Breaking it, they stepped apart, before their hormones kicked in and they went at it again. They pawed at each other's clothing, and in heat of their young passion, they were soon lying naked in the grass. Things became awkward then, as they were painfully inexperienced and shy, but curiosity soon got the better of them. Kissing, sucking, nibbling, touching, they explored each other's body. Things became very heated when they pressed their naked bodies together, trying to capture the delicious friction that sent waves of pleasure straight to their groins.

Rolling Wolfram onto his back, Yuuri settled between his parted thighs, the fiery blond's cock in his hand. Unsure if he could do it, the Maoh let his mind go blank as he leaned forward, engulfing his fiancé's swollen member in his mouth. Slowly he began to lick and suck it, the slightly salty taste of the blond and the faint musky scent of his groin fading away, as Yuuri concentrated on the task at hand. Encouraged by Wolfram's soft cries of pleasure, the young Maoh forgot his inhibitions.

Wolfram lay there, the sweet sensations running down his spine, and pooling in his cock. Irritated by his fiancé's skill with his tongue, it soon gave way to waves of pleasure as he felt his body tensing, A few minutes later; he came, spewing his hot bitter essence in Yuuri's mouth. Without missing a beat, the fiery blond pushed Yuuri onto his back, where he soon had him mewling like a kitten, before he quickly climaxed. They lay together, basking in the glow of their first sexual high, thinking how nice it would be to do it again…