Hey people! This is Dear Lunacy's One-shot of doom! The prompt was:
'Wolfram and Yuuri playing a little game' (I won't say anymore because that'll spoil it!)
Wolfram: This was a pretty awkward one-shot…
Yuuri: **grins** Lets go make it a little less…awkward…and a little more truthful
SXN: **hits Yuuri** hey! Cut that out! I'm sure the readers would like to see that but right now, we're busy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing…and there goes my hopes and dreams…
Conrad and Gwendal were enjoying a stroll through out the castle grounds, and happened to be walking past Yuuri and Wolfram's bedroom door when they heard some…er…interesting noises emitting from the royal chambers.
"Yuuri…it hurts…" Wolfram's voice moaned.
"It'll only hurt for a little while, just bear with it for a few minutes." Yuuri's strained voice replied.
Gwendal and Conrad, being the nosy and slightly over protective perverts that they are, decided to listen into the rest of this, the previous conversation getting their attention.
This was their little brother that they were talking about after all.
They each placed an ear up to the wide double doors and listened into the rest of the brief conversation.
Wolfram groaned in pain. "Try shifting it a little, Yuuri."
Yuuri sighed. "I can't Wolfram, its too big and there's not enough room in between you."
The rustling of clothes could be heard and another groan.
"Just move it a little to the right." Wolfram finally said lowly, his voice strained.
"I don't think that it'll stretch that far, there's no room to move mine." Yuuri answered.
Gwendal stood quickly and was about to burst through the doors, but Conrad stopped him, shaking his head quickly once and forcing Gwendal to settle back down. If they moved now, they would be heard.
Gwendal could barely restrain himself, but did so after a few deep breaths and thoughts of happy bunnies…
"I won't let you win…" Wolfram panted.
"Neither will I! I'll finish first!" Yuuri answered. "Twist it again."
Gwendal and Conrad could make out the sound of something rubber like stretching.
"Be careful, Wolfram, or you'll tear it. Put your hand right there, okay, now move your hips in that direction."
"This is torture Yuuri! How could you think this is fun?"
"It gets better with practice." Yuuri replied, grunting.
Wolfram groaned. "I hope so. I think it's stuck for good this time."
Yuuri chuckled. "Well, it's a tight squeeze, but I think I might be able to pull it out…Ahh, that's better…"
"Yuuri, now its even further in! You just thrust it back in!"
Yuuri chuckled even more. "Well, Wolfram, that's the mechanics of it, its just how it works."
Wolfram panted once more. "I don't think I hold on any longer, Yuuri."
"Then don't…" Yuuri murmured.
Gwendal and Conrad both stood this time, briefly glancing at each other before nodding. They could take no more of this. They had to rescue their little brother from the lion's den!
At the same time, they both burst through the bedroom door…
…Only to find a game of Twister going on…
"Hey guys!" Yuuri grinned, his left hand on red and his knee shoved into the back of Wolframs.
"Ugh, Yuuri, get that knee away from me, its been hitting met he entire game!" Wolfram shouted as he was twisted around in a position that made it rather impossible for Yuuri to move his knee anywhere.
Yuuri laughed. "I told you already, its stuck, and it won't move."
Wolfram, finally having enough of Yuuri's knee jabbing him, stood from the board. "I give up! You win!"
Yuuri stood happily, with Wolfram's help, rejoicing nosily. "Sweet! Hey, where did Gwendal and Conrad go?"
Gwendal and Conrad, while Yuuri and Wolfram were distracted, had snuck out of the room in silent relief, swearing to never again listen in on their little brother while he was behind closed doors.
That was rather fun to write! I really believed myself that they were doing the deed! I had to keep reminding myself 'Twister…they're playing Twister…'
Hope you guys liked it! Remember to get your idea in so I can write something like this for you!