Not quite sure how this came about… scratches head Just decided one day that the whole YurixWolfram thing was a big tease in the eps, so I came up with my own dirty idea! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing… just this half eaten piece of apple pie… drawls Mmmm sweet pie!
Kyo Kara Yaoi
Chapter 1: Acceptance of 'The Gayness'
Still not completely understanding of the fact that he was to become the next 'Demon King', Yuri Shibuya decides to take a bath. 'A nice refreshing dip, that'll hit the spot' he thought to himself.
He wandered mindlessly down the large castle hallways pondering on his last actions. 'Did I really just get engaged to another guy? And how was it ME that proposed?' thought Yuri, struggling to make sense of the incident. He was referring to Lord Wolfram Von Bielefelt 'I don't like boys… well, not like that anyway! It was and accident. Wolfram will dump me soon anyway!' He thought, dismissing he worries.
Yuri rounded a corner and was at the door to his private 'Hot tub' the size of an Olympic swimming pool. The room was massive, with elegant statues, beautiful marble floor tiles and columns, and lovely pressed towels on heated towel racks. He stripped and left his clothes in a heap on the polished floor. The steam from the water suggested it was boiling, but after dunking a big toe in, Yuri realized it was just as he liked it. He stepped in and sat on the ledge just under the waterline, and looked up through the steam to the exquisite water feature from which fresh water was flowing into the enormous bath tub. He stared mindlessly, actually considering marriage to another man. Yuri had never put much thought into it, but the more he pondered the idea, the willing he became to accept it. As he sat, Yuri realized he wasn't alone. Although he was in a steaming bath, his whole body shivered as he saw the slender figure rinsing their golden hair under the fountain. It seemed as though Lady Celi, the former Demon King, had mistakenly gone to the wrong room. She must have bunched her hair on top of her head, as she usually had excessively long curly hair. She turned towards him, and suddenly Yuri realized that there was something dangling between her legs. 'Oh my god' he thought to himself, 'Lady Celi's a man!' The figure noticed Yuri and started to walk closer cautiously, not recognizing him straight away.
Yuri sat, frozen to the spot with fear that this she-man was going to turkey slap him to death.
"Yuri?" asked the high pitched, almost female voice.
"Who is that?" Yuri replied with another question.
"Oh, Yuri, it is you. I've been thinking, and, well, I really think we should get married!"
Both shocked and relieved, Yuri stood up, and was face to face with his new fiancé, Wolfram.
"What, you mean you're taking that seriously?" squeaked the Demon King.
"Of course. I never could have imagined that I'd ever be proposed to by the Demon King, let alone someone so…" Wolfram looked down smiling, "Hung! Besides, I've been thinking, and the thought of my betrothal to you doesn't disgust me nearly as much as I thought it would."
Yuri blushed at the compliment.
He reached his hand over Yuri's shoulder and placed it on the back of his head. They stood staring into each other's eyes for a long moment, and it was evident to Wolfram that Yuri was nervous.
"This is my first time too," whispered Wolfram to help Yuri stop shaking from fright. He closed his eyes and gently pulled Yuri's head towards his, when Günter swung open the heavy wooden door to the bathroom.
"Your Majesty!" wailed Günter, "We've been looking every… Lord Wolfram?"
Günter immediately realized what was happening, and with jealous tears welling in his eyes asked "Why are you touching the Royal Hair?"
Seconds later, half the population of the castle was standing in the doorway to Yuri's private bathroom, watching the pair of naked boys explain their actions to Lord Günter.
"Well, I'm Yuri's fiancé after all. I have every right to bathe in here now!" protested Wolfram.
"I've seen enough!" called Lord Gwendal Von Volter, Wolfram's older prick brother from behind Günter. "I believe it's time for the Kings beauty sleep. Everyone else, get lost!"
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Everyone had left the room and gone to bed, including Wolfram, Günter, and Gwendal. Conrad helped Yuri dry himself, then walked him back to his royal chambers to prevent him from getting lost in his new home. "Now, you Highness, please understand, my younger brother can be a bit of a handful. He's very high maintenance, but I believe you two will be happy together!" encouraged Conrad.
"I don't know, Conrad. I never thought of myself as, well, you know?" indicated Yuri.
"What, my Lord? Homosexual?" replied Conrad.
"Don't say it like that, Conrad! That makes it worse!" he hushed.
"Your Highness…" Conrad started.
"Conrad, please stop calling me that. It's Yuri." insisted the King.
"Yuri, if you can find love in someone, then why does it matter whether it's a man or woman? If they love you back and you are happy to be with them, then you have nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about!" It seemed as though Conrad had given that speech before, but it still helped. Yuri found a new confidence in the matter.
"Ok. First thing in the morning, I'm going to talk to Wolfram. We can make this work! Thanks Conrad!"
Yuri turned to open the door to his room when Conrad grabbed him on the shoulder, "Oh, and one more thing, your high… umm… Yuri. You will be needing these!" and he handed Yuri two glow in the dark condoms, and a tube of water based lubricant.
Yuri's eyes widened. "CONRAD?! What are these…?" before he could finish his question, Conrad pushed Yuri into the room and locked the door from the outside.
The room was dark, like an enormous empty crater in the middle of the castle. Yuri couldn't find a lamp or a light switch to turn the lights on. He knew that if he walked straight, then he would come to the curtains. He found his way there and tugged on the giant rope to pull them aside. Moonlight flowed like water into the dark space of the room; just enough so Yuri could make out rough shapes. He stumbled to his bedside table and put the lube and condoms down. 'Why would Conrad think I need these?' he questioned himself while again taking off his clothes and leaving them in a pile on the floor. As he did so, he felt something brush his bear stomach. Frightened, he stepped back, but gathered it must have been his blanket. He walked forward and sat on the side of the bed, before lowering himself across the bed. But his head hit something. It wasn't a pillow, and it was breathing!
"What took you so long?" Wolfram's high pitched, girly voice pierced the silence. But this time, Yuri didn't move. He was comfortable. He reached his hand upwards until he found Wolfram's bear chest, and began stroking it softly with his knuckles.
"Wolfram? Do you think our relationship could work?" asked Yuri, continuing to stoke his lover.
"Not without some action!" he replied coyly.
Immediately, it was as though something had come over Wolfram. He shot up and reached for the condoms Conrad had given Yuri, but struggled as Yuri sat up behind him. Yuri snatched one of the condoms from his hand and pulled Wolfram forcefully onto his back, raising the blonde boy's legs over his shoulders.
"You slip it on," Yuri said passing the condom back to Wolfram, whose legs where now resting on Yuri's shoulders.
"Ummm… I'll try," replied Wolfram uneasily, reaching through his raised legs until he found his mark. "I've never done this before, Yuri."
"Don't worry, neither have I."
"Well, just take it slow please," requested Wolfram, at his most vulnerable.
Wolfram gently slid his fingers down forcing the protection into place. Yuri took in a deep breath, as though in pleasure, then reached for the lubricant on his bedside table and gave the tube a slight squeeze. A small amount on the gel fell onto Wolfram's exposed rim. He drew a sharp breath.
"Are you ok?" questioned Yuri, afraid it was hurting him.
"Yeah. It's just a little cold, is all," assured Wolfram
The two were staring directly into each other's eyes. Yuri lent forward and Wolfram braced himself for the unknown. Yuri slowly, and very gently pushed it in, making sure not to cause him any pain.
"Try to relax" Yuri urged in a soft voice, drawing back, and then pushing forward again
"Are you sure Yuri?!" he whispered.
"Call me, 'Your Highness'!" Yuri smirked.