Poison
So, this one's already kinda old. I wrote it a while ago, just never uploaded it. After looking through some ConYuu-fanfics lately, I thought there could at least be a few of you out there who might like the story, so – here it is.
Disclaimers: I do not own KKM, just a few filthy ideas about its characters. Yaoi and the usual stuff. Don't like, don't read – do like, do review :) Enjoy!
A soft, almost not even notable knock on the door made Conrad squirm with surprise. He couldn't think of anyone in the castle who would have visited him this late. Laying the book aside which he had intended to read, the captain got to his feet to open the door.
As he pushed the door handle down, it revealed a soaking wet, but nonetheless happily grinning certain king.
„Heika!" Conrad wondered, „What are you-"
Yuri placed his index finger onto his lips. „Shh, Conrad. Nobody knows I'm here," he whispered, looking around to check that the corridor was empty.
„Then please come in," the older man invited him quietly, locking the door after he had entered the room. Well, just in case. „First, you should get some dry clothes. Otherwise you'll catch a cold. Please follow me, heika."
„How often do I still have to tell you. It's Yuri! You gave me that name, then please call me by it," the boy pouted. The soldier's gaze met the younger one's and Conrad couldn't suppress a smile – his godson looked just too cute with that expression.
„Yuri," he responded, nuzzling the younger one's damp hair until the pout was gone. „Now please, to the bathroom with you. And take off your clothes!" He turned to his closet to search for a bathrobe.
„You might want to rephrase that last sentence, Conrad! It sounds a bit wrong, you know."
The captain chuckled. „What if I don't want to? You're going to get undressed anyway. You don't dare to challenge me and do it myself, do you?"
As he turned around, Yuri's face had turned to a deep shade of pink. But he still grinned, so it was fine. „I think I can change clothes by myself, but thanks for the offer. May I come back to it someday?" he joked while taking the bathrobe Conrad offered to him and disappearing into the bathroom. The brown-haired man leaned back to the wall as the door was shut and allowed himself a short, quiet sigh. If Yuri knew how hard it was to deal with implications like that...
Well, a man can hope.
The boy was back in no time, dressed in the soldier's way too big dressing gown. Though he had turned 18 lately, he still had the statue of a teenage boy. The older one chuckled amused at that sight.
„What's so funny again?" Yuri asked, his face still a bit flushed.
„Oh, nothing. The robe just looks adorable," he gave the younger one a warm smile.
„Thank you," he turned his head away, obviously flustered by the compliment. „But that was not why I came here tonight."
„I already guessed so. What's up, then? Why did you come from earth?" Just to see me?
„Well, you know... I couldn't think of anyone else than you to talk about something like that, so... I'll start from the beginning. I met a girl."
Conrad's lips held the smile, although it hurt. Deeply. Yes, in the depths of his heart, he was a jealous man, as much as he always tried to hide it. Somehow, somewhere in his mind, Yuri had always been his. He didn't answer and waited for the younger one to go on.
„She had asked me after school if she could walk home with me. I was happy and agreed, because she's in my class and she's really pretty, you know. That's the first time a girl actually seems to be interested in me," the boy had chosen to sit down on the bed as he began to tell the story to Conrad, who rather liked to stay at his place, leaned comfortably back to wall, „but – I have no clue how I should behave towards her. She told me that she really wanted to be with me and that she likes me, and I mean, I like her too and stuff, but... I just never had a girlfriend before. We didn't even hold hands or anything like that..."
Yuri bit his lip while looking up to Conrad, the look in those beautiful black eyes confused and unsure. The captain sighed. „I can't give you any general advice, Yuri, because everybody's different. Especially girls. Besides the fact that you are the one to figure out if you really want to get into a committed relationship with her -" he answered, finally sitting down beside the boy. „All I can say is that you have to listen to what she says, and if she expects something, she'll give you a hint or a special signal – if you just watch out, you're going to notice for sure. Women are mostly pretty subtle there, though. So try to read between the lines."
Now it was the young king's turn to sigh. „Why does it have to be so complicated... Are men easier in that way?" He stared into space, obviously avoiding Conrad's gaze.
„Well, kind of. They are often much more direct when it comes to relationships. But you can't say that generally either."
„So that means you already had a relationship with another man?" The boy's big black eyes sparkled at this question, although Conrad couldn't tell if it was from curiosity or – something else. Whatever.
„Yes, I had. Several, to be exact, and of course there have also been a few women in my life."
„Then you could tell me for sure how she will show me that I am allowed to kiss her or hug her?" his tone seemed a bit sharp. Jealousy? Like he wished it was. Conrad knew he was the jealous one here, and every word Yuri said about her was like a drop of poison into his blood circle, each poisoning his mind a bit more.
„Oh, I'm sure when the situation is there, you're gonna notice. You know, a very special moment, when she looks deep into your eyes, hugs you just a bit too long when she says goodbye, maybe she compliments you before, smiles at you and closes her eyes ... You just feel that the time is right. If she really likes you, she won't have any objections anyway, believe me," he smiled encouragingly.
„And if the time isn't right?"
„It won't make much difference. Just kiss her. The only important thing about it, that she feels the kiss, feels your passion and affection within it."
„You mean like... a peck on the mouth or a real kiss? A french kiss?" Yuri eyed him suspiciously, his lips drawn to an unhappy, tensed expression. His eyebrows had wandered way too far up his forehead.
Conrad chuckled lightly and nuzzled the boy's hair again. „Not with tongue that early, Yuri. That would be a bit much. For the first kiss, a bit of both a peck and a bit of a passionate kiss, something in between those two, is what I recommend. If you want to give her a french kiss later on, you should ask her before. At least that's a general advice I can give you, one that even counts for men: Always ask the other one if he or she is okay with what you intend to do. Or, especially when it comes to sex – which it will at some point – always ask your partner what he or she likes, if it feels good or not, if you should change something. That's really important and helps a lot."
„Oh god, please, Conrad... don't get me started on the topic sex. I don't even know how we should even get to that point without that mere thought driving me crazy already," Yuri blushed deeply.
„Well, you could give her a massage so you could get to know each other's body," the soldier suggested winking. „It doesn't have to lead to sex instantly."
„But I never gave or received a massage, how should I know how it's done the right way?"
„At that point, we are back to asking the other one what he or she likes. There are also many techniques for a massage, not just the plain finger-work-on-the-shoulders, you know... how should I describe that to you?" the older one wondered loudly, staring up to the ceiling thoughtfully.
The black orbs of Yuri's wonderful black eyes met his. That pretty blush just wouldn't leave his face, making him even more adorable than he already was. Hesitating, the boy stuttered, „W-what if you just... uhm- show me?"
The soldier smiled. „I'd love to. Just wait a moment." Conrad reached for the drawer of his bedside table, pulling out a small phial of oil. He sat down again behind the boy, spreading his long legs to both sides of the younger one's hips. „Now I have to beg you a second time to take off your clothes," he mused before laughing again.
Yuri chuckled. „No problem, I'm getting used to it," he answered while pulling the bathrobe off his shoulders. That statement made the older one squirm again. Would he just have meant it... like that.
Conrad opened the small bottle and poured some oil into his hand. It was cold, but as he spread the fluid onto Yuri's back, it quickly became warm and the sweet, fruity fragrance floated through the room. He worked small circles down the younger one's spine before letting his hands run flat back up, easing the tension at the shoulder and neck muscles. „You're pretty tensed, heika," he stated.
„It's Yuri, nazukeoya," the boy simply answered – as always, making the soldier smile – and a small sigh escaped his lips.
„Feels good, Yuri?"
„Oh, hell yes, thank you."
The older one now stretched the shoulder muscles by leaving one palm on Yuri's upper neck while running the other one down to his shoulder, repeating the same treatment to the other shoulder. After caressing the neck and shoulder blades, it was time for the sides of the boy's back to get an equal stretching. The younger one's skin felt warm and soft under his fingers, and it made him want to just let his hand reach around a bit more, but – well, he couldn't ruin this precious moment, as much as it turned him on, though. Another pleasant, soft moan was heard from Yuri. Conrad switched his position slightly, pulling his hips a bit back. The worst case would be that the king actually noticed what was going on with him. That movement had its advantages as well, because he could reach down to the small of the other one's back now, caressing his spine again with soft, small circles, rubbing them up and down. Yuri arched his back blissfully into the touch.
„I think-" the latter cleared his throat. His voice seemed unusually husky and deep at once, „I think it's enough. Thanks again, Conrad."
The captain watched the younger one a bit disappointed as he got to his feet. „I think I'll return home now. And thank you for your advice," he smiled gratefully. He still seemed a bit flustered, though, and the older one would dared to bet that something was still up with him.
„No problem. If you need some more, you can always come back to me," Conrad gave him a warm smile back.
„Of course. Even when it is about sex?" he asked shyly.
„Especially when it is about sex," the older one winked, causing Yuri to chuckle.
„Okay, I'll change back to my school uniform, then. May I use your bath tub?"
„Sure. I'll fill it with water while you change," Conrad offered. He didn't wait for an answer before he entered the bathroom and began to pour hot water into the tub. He heard Yuri follow him quietly, dropping the bathrobe onto the floor. The soldier took a deep breath. Don't turn around. He exhaled deeply as he heard the sound of wet fabric getting moved around. The tub was already filled with enough water.
„Done!"
As he turned around, Yuri stood there in his still soaking wet uniform and eyed him with a shy look in his eyes. „Uhm, Conrad, just one more thing before I go... I think I didn't understand what you meant with... something in between a peck and a french kiss."
The captain looked at him suspiciously. What was the boy up to? While he still searched for an answer, the younger one added: „Could you... s-show me?"
Thousands of thoughts circled through his mind as he watched Yuri's face blush to a deep red again. He had just offered the soldier to kiss him. Those sweet, red lips begged for a kiss. How should he resist? How could he resist? A quiet voice inside himself told him, that he wouldn't be able to resist even if he tried. Yuri Shibuya, his king, the man he loved with all his heart, whom he craved for since the very first day he came to Shin Makoku, just offered him to kiss him.
There was no option to say no.
The boy looked deep into his eyes and smiled shyly while taking a step towards the older one, watching him anticipated. The sign couldn't be any more obvious.
If this was the only opportunity for him to ever show the boy what he felt – how couldn't he use it? If he didn't, he would regret it for a lifetime.
Conrad surrendered. His right hand found his way into Yuri's neck, into the wet, black hair on the back of his head, pulling him upwards. Their lips met in a short encounter, the boy's moving carefully and inexperienced, while the older one's took the chance, capturing the other one's in a soft, yet loving motion. He pushed his lips firmly onto Yuri's, opened his mouth softly while pulling away a bit before kissing him again. Every single one of his senses seemed to be brought back to life, and his skin burned like fire where it brushed Yuri's. And damn, did it feel good. He had intended it to be a loving, caring kiss, but he couldn't help but to be turned on by it.
Yuri pulled away carefully as they lost contact, his eyes looking clouded at his knight. „Thank you," he whispered in a voice that gave Conrad that flustered feeling of a thousand butterflies in the pit of his stomach. It felt like falling in love with the king all over again. „But I have to go now. Please don't tell anyone I was here, that stays between us."
„Of course," he answered, letting go of Yuri's neck regretfully. The latter stepped to the bath tub, and before the captain could blink again, he was gone, the last impression of him standing there with a glowing smile still burned into Conrad's eyes.
The brown-haired man sat down on the floor, leaning his back to the wall. His right hand seemed to have a life on its own, almost finding its way to his crotch by itself. He groaned as his palm met his aching erection that had pressed against the thin fabric of his uniform for the whole time. Quickly his belt was open and his hand inside his pants, stroking his member with fast, hard moves. Yuri had turned him on so much, to the point where even Conrad had almost lost his self-control. Just the thought of the boy, laying in his arms, their lips on each other's, sent shivers down his spine again. That beautiful body under his, trembling with lust and desire, begging for more. Jerking his hips up into his hand, Conrad felt pushed to the edge, and well past the point of no return. „Yuri..." he moaned loudly, releasing into his hand and onto his belly, while the waves of pleasure shook his body repeatedly. He didn't care if his shirt got stained. Panting heavily, he rested his head back to the wall as he calmed down from this sweet, but somehow unsatisfactory orgasm.
By Shinou, this had been so necessary.
So that's chapter one!
Hope you enjoyed it and thanks for reading :)