There was a fumbling of buttons before the boy's hand was slapped away by a red-faced blonde. The boy may be king, but that didn't give him free reign over his body!
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Well, it did, actually, but Wolfram would be damned before he did this without really wanting to himself.
The other boy smiled and whispered softly in his in his ear, his warm breath making Wolfram tremble.
"Lie down, and let me love you"
The king hadn't said please, and the look in his eyes had Wolfram struggling for breath.
Nodding his acquiescence, Wolfram reflected as Yuuri pushed him onto the bed and began kissing his face so gently, that who was he to deny a royal command? before drowning in the sensation of being loved.
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