Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN KYOU KARA MAOU! It is not my property.
RATING: T
WARNING: Yuuri and Wolfram are slightly older. Lemon scene probably in next chapter so rating may change later. This a two-chaptered fic.
Yuuri had been watching him since the day Wolfram...his Wolfram had saved him for another time...That day, Yuuri had thought that he would actually die after he'd fallen into a kind of hole during one of their most dangerous missions. The place he'd landed in was dark, cold and the sticky smell of rotting meat hadn't helped him to focus on a way to escape this hell. He had looked for any possible exit during a period of time he hadn't known had lasted one entire day.
" What are the others doing?" he'd felt like loosing his grip. He hadn't been able to see anything, everything was so dark that he had even wondered if he'd not become blind. He really couldn't distinguish anything with this lack of light. It was at that kind of moment one questioned one's life and wondered if they couldn't have done things better. His daughter Greta, his friends, his mom and her curry, his brother and his father, and Wolfram...What if he ended up in this seemingly forsaken place without giving anything to his best friend? Wolfram had been utterly loyal and devoted to him since his arrival in Shin Makoku, and more than once he had told himself Wolfram deserved this chance to be a real fiancé, to be given the luck of being Yuuri's first. Yes, it was partly because of Wolfram that Yuuri had never dated anyone. He wondered about the blond's former life if he had been with someone...or not. Now he was almost twenty and this ache was increasing significantly every time Wolfram was there, next to him, this ache because he wanted to touch him, to caress his pale skin, these golden curls that smelled of flowers even in winter, and to stare into his green eyes without flushing a bright red, or to speak to him without stuttering like a damn fool. In this kind of cases, he, again, wondered whether Wolfram was embarrassing him of his own free will or not. But anyway, Wolfram was just naturally gifted to make him feel butterflies in his stomach.
He had missed Wolfram. Crushed by his fatigue and his growing despair, Yuuri had slid against the floor. The cold was making his hairs stand on end. He gritted his teeth to prevent them from clasping. To protect his body, he'd found for only shelter the comfort of his arms crossed over his chest. Little by little, Yuuri had lost the strength to think.
He hadn't heard the noise of someone or something breaking a wall. He hadn't heard someone calling for him. He hadn't seen the light appearing, and a slender silhouette coming to him.
" Yuuri! Yuuri!" Wolfram had locked his arms around the frozen boy, kneeling down close to him. He had looked with plain horror at the violet lips and at the empty gaze, at the bluish skin and the ice forming on the black hair. " I'm going to warm you up, Yuuri! Just don't worry!"
Wolfram had unbuttoned their shirts in spite of the negative temperature, and pressed the double black against his chest, allowing their hearts to beat in sync. They needed time to feel this heat overwhelming him.
Yuuri had recovered his senses slowly but surely and with a growing joy had been recognizing his fiancé. The blond was blowing a hot wind on his neck with his breath.
" Wolfram..."
" Yuuri, you're awake?!"
" You've come, I'm so happy to..."
" Sh...Everything is going to be alright. Just don't fall asleep."
It was only a few minutes later that Wolfram could feel Yuuri embracing him tightly with his arms.
He was happy. Terribly happy. He would almost cry, this joy was too much to take.
Wolfram...He again came to rescue me. Why is he always the one I see the first?
Minutes later, Conrad, Gwendal and Murata had found them. They knew they were right to come to help the two boys but at the same time, an odd feeling had invaded them. They felt like they were intruders in this special moment between the King and the Prince. There was no kiss, no lewd caress, nothing sexual but something close to a lovemaking was happening between them under their eyes. Yes, this was love that the two were sharing. But beyond that, they could see they were offering protection to each other.
...
Wolfram squirmed a bit under the intensity of Yuuri's black eyes as the dancers whirled on the dance floor. His cheeks were burning and there was no doubt that he was as red as a beetroot. He tapped the floor with his feet, trying to follow the tempo of the music, his shoulder leaning on the marble wall. Greta waltzing for the first time with a young boy made him pay attention to that rather to Yuuri.
His daughter's eyes were gleaming with joy. She had a genuine smile on her face. More and more, her beauty was being noticed. It was unusual to see people with a tanned skin like hers associated to chocolate hair and big hazel eyes. Greta was particularly proud of her dark hair, quite satisfied that somewhat its colour was a middle of her two fathers' hair. She was getting more and more boys' attention and solicitation as the young girl was entering into teenage-hood. Both Yuuri and Wolfram worried about that, afraid of giving the lamb that their daughter was to seemingly innocent wolves. The blond soldier eyed with displeasure a group of young male nobles waiting for a (flirt) dance with the princess.
I'll be Greta's next partner!
" Wolfram..."
The voice behind his back stopped him.
He turned around.
" Conrad?"
The blond faced his brother and his eyebrows twitched into a slight frown.
" What's going on?"
He saw the small smile, the clear brown eyes glittering with something akin to amusement adorning Conrad's face. But everything went fast, the older man regained his serious facial expression. Resting his hand on Wolfram's shoulder, he bent on him and murmured in a strange conspiracy voice:
" The King would like to see you."
"...Alright. I'm going to find him straight away. This wimp after all is still talking with Gunter."
" No, Wolfram."
The nearly brutal voice that came out from his sibling's mouth startled Wolfram. He looked up at him with a deeper frown.
" No, Wolfram. The King wants to see you in private."
The fair-haired boy's eyes widened in a matter of half a second. His lips parted. His skin paled before a crimson shadow stained his cheeks.
"...And why?"
" You better ask him. He didn't tell me his reasons."
"...Can you s-say him I...we can talk h-here? We don't need to..."
" The king was sure that you would say that. So he told me that I had to force you. You don't want me to drag you like a child, do you?"
Wolfram's cheeks turned a deeper incarnate but his eyes were bright. In response to his brother's (tease) words, the blond almost ranted:
" Dare drag me like a..."
" Keep your voice down, people are beginning to stare at us."
Wolfram sent a cold and dismissive glare to a few curious guests. The latter immediately looked away, scared by the blond angel.
" The King too is watching us, Wolfram."
He caught a glimpse of black eyes observing him when he inadvertently turned his gaze towards his Royal fiancé. Only a couple of seconds were necessary to note the unusual glint of lust lingering in Yuuri's onyxes. He cast his eyes aside, he wasn't feeling able to sustain his gaze without blushing. Never had Yuuri watched him like this before.
" I...Alright."
Conrad gave his brother a smile but Wolfram refused to look at it. With sure steps, to hide his internal shyness and turmoil, and pushing his questions in the back of his head, the young soldier headed towards the sovereign who was drinking wine. As soon as Gunter saw the curled haired man, his lips drew a tiny smile.
" Majesty..."
" Can you leave us, Gunter...?"
" O-Of course, I'll tell the others."
" Thank you."
Wolfram witnessed Gunter distancing himself from them with surprise, and eventually, it only confirmed his ideas about what Yuuri wanted.
His racing heart almost felt painful in his ribcage as it hammered against his narrow chest. His body felt a heat overwhelming him. Yuuri, with a smile, moved closer to his fiancé as Wolfram, obviously, was being stubborn and remained a few inches away from him.
" Hello, Wolfram. Spending a good night?"
" You should watch your daughter a bit more. Males behave like bears around honey with her."
Yuuri gave a sexy chuckle. He sipped some drops of his wine. Wolfram dangerously glared at the girls staring at the sexy King. For quite some time, the wimp had attracted more and more girls' eyes on him. And not only because he was a double black, Yuuri had actually gained more self-confidence. It was showing.
" I don't worry with her uncles, and Murata and Yozak and also your mother looking after her well."
" Still...You're her father."
" I know."
" Why did you call me?"
Yuuri put his glass on the tray of a domestic that was passing next to them. Wolfram's eyes started to lower and look up his eyelids like butterflies batting their wings, emotion clearly written on his green orbs. He tried not to let his fear/excitation take the best of him. Yuuri approached him and a bold hand came to rest on the blond's waist. Wolfram flickered like a flame in wind.
" Yuuri..."
" Let's go into our bedroom, Wolfram. We spent too much time here."
"...Wh-what?" he mumbled, his breath quickening.
" You've heard me. Let's go now."
" Y-Yuuri, wait. We can't leave now. It's not proper. People will wonder why..."
" Gunter will find us an excuse."
" What? How?..."
" I asked him to tell the others we would rest."
Wolfram's eyes bulged out of his head.
" Are you insane?! Rumours are going to spread like dust. And...Have you drunk a bit too much?"
" No, Wolfram. I'm quite sober...I know what I'm doing. So please..."
How could Yuuri make such simple a word so beautiful? Wolfram couldn't lessen the fast beating of his heart, a warm feeling of tenderness overcoming him. This tension between them was something new and weird, though strangely delicious and Wolfram felt heat pooling in his lower regions.
I'm not used to that...I must control myself.
Yuuri's lips were so close to his.
" Yuuri, there are people..."
" That's why you better hurry up to take a decision..."
" But...I..."
Grinning a little, Yuuri grabbed Wolfram's hand and together, they made their way out of the ballroom, under the mesmerized eyes of their guests. Celi squeaked but her lips were curling into a happy smile.
...
" Yuuri, please! Slow down."
" I don't think I can wait longer!"
Wolfram gasped, shocked, when Yuuri carried him bridal style.
" Put me down, Yuuri!"
The King smiled with mischief. He walked, until they arrived into the bedroom, which wasn't long to do, then kicked the doors open. Fortunately for him, Wolfram's struggle had been quite weak.
The green-eyed soldier was still under astonishment.
This was only when the doors shut back that the blond reacted. He wriggled in Yuuri's arms, forcing him to let go of him.
" What's happening to you?" His frown was marring his face.
" I think it's time for me to honor my fiancé..."
" N-what?!"
Yuuri kept his composure, staring into the emerald eyes, his smile delicate and sweet.
" You saved me, and I can't stop thinking of you, Wolfram. You've done a lot for me. I don't have any memory about me fulfilling any of your selfish wishes."
" What...do you exactly mean, Yuuri?"
" Once again, you were there when I needed you, when I nearly lost my life. And then, I started to think of you...as my husband." one was shocked, the other smiling sheepishly. "You don't know how amazed I was when I...I realized how important our engagement was. It's been almost five years since the day I slapped you. And I've grown to like what we are, it doesn't shock me anymore to know that a boy is...sharing my bed." The words coming out of his mouth so easily though amazed him." It doesn't matter now that you're a male or whatever. But most important, I think...I... I have feelings for you."
The blond had frozen, his eyes locked on the black ones, his body still.
He all of a sudden stepped back, shaking his head.
" Wolfram...?"
" No...No...Yuuri, don't..."
" What 'don't'?"
" Don't say things like that...When you're obviously not ready to..."
" Not ready to?"
" When you're not ready to marry me or even accept a relationship like...like...You told me yourself you hated men. The very idea to share something like that has always repulsed you."
" I was a child, Wolfram. It's the only logical explanation I can give you. But do believe me..."
" Can you explain me your sudden change of heart? What did make you have feelings for me?"
" It's not sudden, it started a long time ago."
Yuuri nodded in reply to Wolfram's evident disbelief. He hated that glint of sadness in these beautiful green eyes. He'd thought Wolfram would be happy to hear that from him, after all, this was what the blond had always wanted him to say. Why such a reaction? Should he not be flushing, hugging him or at least smiling?...
" It's true, Wolfram. Why don't you believe me?"
" And how do you want me to believe you when for five years, you've been trying to avoid any serious talk about our engagement. The first time you had thought of sharing your ideas about it, it was to cancel it. I remember as if it was yesterday. Now, you come up with that and I don't know what to think anymore."
"...I understand that you can be skeptical..." Yuuri seemed to realize what his fiancé meant. He would almost hit himself for being so...inconsiderate. There was a lot to think about Wolfram. He wasn't an easy boy, and somewhat even if this depth in his personality quite warmed Yuuri's heart, he couldn't judge the blond to be simple and always predictable. Despite Wolfram's undeniable love for Yuuri, the latter couldn't take everything for granted. There was so much to learn and to win. " I...I think I can understand your reluctance...After all you've been going through, it's natural that you don't believe me. But it's true, Wolfram. I really like you. Very much. And in spite of my lack of experience in such matters, I know what I'm feeling for you is not only friendship."
The jade eyes brimmed with something wet stinging at the corners. Yuuri gave a soft smile. His chuckle was short and low. Almost embarrassed.
" Heck, I don't even think a straight guy can have such feelings for another guy. It just...I don't know. I mean, I look at you with a way I have never looked at a woman with. You're just so much more special."
" Yuuri...I..." Wolfram's voice was shaky.
" Wolfram, if I had actually not any feelings for you, would you explain me why I like thinking about having sex with you? Would you explain me why, now, for months, I've enjoyed remaining awake just to watch you sleeping?"
The soldier lowered his gaze. Yuuri thought he was embarrassed. The tears he could see falling and trickling down Wolfram's face made him realize it wasn't only that.
" Wolf..."
" Yuuri, I don't like you laughing at me. I-I Think I'm already undergoing too much frustration. You, telling me you really want everything working between us is just...amazing...I can't believe it. You do realize I'm a guy, don't you?"
" Well, it seems pretty obvious."
" So if you came to undress me, wouldn't you turn on your heels and leave our bed because you suddenly remember I'm not a woman?"
" No, Wolfram, no. I like you, as you are. With your body."
" Only for my body?" his voice was kind of timid.
" No, no! As much as I have...hurt you, I don't want to have you only for the reason you've a nice body. I told you, Wolfram. My feelings are much more deeper than that. Marrying a woman, having naturally children, waking up next to a female body don't interest me anymore. It's you I want to wake up with... And you're my daughter's other father. It makes things much easier to accept."
" So...It means...you really..."
"...yes...Wolfram..."
Accompanied by a smile that would make iron melt, Yuuri's hand lifted to caress these tears away, he moving closer to the dearest blond man of his life. Wolfram was warm and soft, as usual. His smooth skin felt like silk under his fingers. How had he been able to resist such a beauty for so long? Why had he not been able to love this simple touch between them? Wolfram's shining green eyes were staring at him, still showing uncertainty and fear and hesitation that made him feel idiot for making Wolfram so insecure about himself while he had so many qualities. Yuuri's nose almost touched the blond's, his smile gracing his face. Tenderly, the King cupped the frail neck of his fiancé and asked in a soft voice:
" Can't you give me this smile I love so much, Wolfram? Can't I see hope in these superb green eyes of yours?"
Through his tears, the young prince managed to offer a small curling of lips, making his face so much brighter. Yuuri's own grin grew wider, his dark eyes smiling and reassuring. The warmth emanating from Yuuri's presence was so typical of him. It was no wonder Wolfram was living his first crush with him. His shaky pale hands raised to grip the King's white shirt.
" And...did you only want me here...t-to talk...?...Is there something else y-you wanted me t-to do..?"
He almost bit his lip for being unable to stop his stuttering, batting an eyelash.
" If only you want me to do it, Wolfram..."
The blond's heartbeat quickened all of at once and the heat of his lower parts really felt burning, sending their bodies ablaze. Yuuri's other hand came to rest against Wolfram's cheek, keeping his eyes locked on the green ones. His breath was hot and addicting, never had Wolfram felt it so close to his mouth. By the way, he slightly opened it. It was a silent invitation. Yuuri was completely drawn into Wolfram's beauty. His gaze lowered to the dark eyelashes surrounding Wolfram's eyes. Unconsciously, Yuuri licked his own lips, then leaned forward until he could press them against the blond's.
It blew Wolfram away. His breath caressed Yuuri's face as nervousness took the best of him. A few seconds later, their lips started to move, allowing to taste every corner of mouths. Soon, Wolfram opened his own to meet Yuuri's tongue. A moan, they didn't know who made it, increased their need. Wolfram wounded his arms around his fiancé's neck, so that Yuuri could then carry him, the blond's legs wrapping around the raven haired man's waist.
Still kissing his delicious lover, Yuuri headed towards the Royal bed...
TBC
Eirina.