Well, this is the before last chapter… There's a major leap in time from the previous one, so don't be lost! I have a lot planned for our two pals... Oh, and for those of you who wonder, NO! Conrad DIDN'T sleep with Shori! Gosh... You weirdoes. xD
Disclaimer: I don't own KKM. If I did… even God doesn't know what would happen. But I can swear it wouldn't be very catholic.
This is getting redundant, really, but… WARNING! Hot explicit sex ahead! Woo-hoo! Aah don't you just love a bit of porny smut in the morning? xD
Chapter 7 – The day
A week. A week before the marriage. The castle had never been livelier, and Yuri was getting more and more nervous. The marriage with Wolfram in itself was something he wanted more than everything, but it was the ceremony that bothered him. He knew he was clumsy, and he knew the people were waiting for a Maou who's in the least a little seme, yet he couldn't bring himself to fake, play a role, because he isn't seme. He hadn't talked to anyone about it, which probably wasn't the brightest idea ever. But, fortunately, Wolfram seemed to be able to read minds… That night, Yuuri was in bed hours before his fiancé arrived, but still he wasn't sleeping when his soon-to-be husband entered the bedroom.
- "Hey there" Yuuri said, opening his eyes.
- "What's wrong?" Wolfram asked, walking to the bed and sitting beside the king.
- "What do you mean? I'm alright…" the raven answered, closing his eyes again.
- "Yuuri…"
The prince lifted his fiancé's head up until he was sitting and staring straight at him.
- "There has to be something wrong. You've been acting… all weird for the past few days. So what's up? Is it because of the wedding? You're not sure anymore?"
The concern in Wolfram's voice was heartbreaking. How was Yuuri supposed to lie to him, hide him the truth? He had to say it. After a deep sigh, he took the blonde's hands in his and explained everything. Once he had said all of it, Wolfram smiled and then let out a little laugh, which took Yuuri by surprise.
- "Did I say something funny?" he asked, taken aback.
- "Oh Yuuri, you are such a wimp!" the blonde said, still laughing. "That's all there is? It's nothing! Come on, you'll do great. I'll make sure you do."
With that, he placed a gentle kiss on a relieved Yuuri's lips and began taking off his clothes. The king settled back onto his pillow and sighed again, smiling. He was still a little nervous, but… now that his fiancé was aware of it, he felt a little more confident.
Today was the big day. And everything was perfect: the weather, the castle, the buffet, the courtyard, the music… But in Yuuri's opinion, nothing, whether it be the jewellery worn by many guests or their extravagant dresses, nothing could outshine Wolfram. Not that he was dressed in something particularly flashy and dazzling: a simple, white tuxedo-like uniform with his collar that has the blue jewel on it. No, Wolfram… was simply radiant. Yuuri had insisted on wearing his usual uniform, but his fiancé had managed to make him wear some different clothes: laced up black pants and a nice white blouse with blue jewels on the cuffs, which showed underneath his black vest.
- "That way we can match" the blonde had said proudly.
They were still waiting for Yuuri's mother… but she soon appeared, embarrassing him impossibly when she waved at him and shouted at the top of her voice:
- "Yuu-chan! Yuu-chan! Mama's right here!"
Wolfram sensed his fiancé's discomfort, even from afar, so he made his way to him and took his hand. Yuuri turned around to stare at a smiling, incredibly beautiful Wolfram. He smiled back and they stared… and stared… and stared, until…
- "The ceremony's about to begin" Gwendal told them.
They both snapped out of their reverie and Yuuri presented his arm to Wolfram. The blonde placed his around it and then they both walked up the stairs to the stage where they were to be wedded, by Murata, of course. Both their hearts were beating much faster, and yes, there were a few butterflies in their stomach…
- "Are you really sure?" Wolfram asked him.
- "Never more in my life have I been so sure" Yuuri answered, resolute.
They held each other's hand all the time. All of the "preliminaries" took quite a while, and both lovers were getting really tired of the talking and formalities. Finally, it was the decisive moment, the final step…
- "I, von Bielefeld Wolfram, take the Maou Shibuya Yuuri as husband, for the rest of my life."
- "And I, Shibuya Yuuri, accept and take the prince von Bielefeld Wolfram as my husband."
Since Yuuri had decided to bring the wedding ring tradition to Shin Makoku, Shori stepped forward with the cushion on which rested the rings Yuuri's mother had chosen. They were really the most beautiful things… She may be embarrassing but she had great taste. Wolfram put one of the rings on Yuuri's finger, then the king did the same to him, all under a shower of "aw"s and little sobs of joy. Then they didn't wait for anything else and Yuuri pulled Wolfram towards him, their lips locking in a deep kiss, and there was a general uproar of approval, cheers and clapping... and a little smile from Murata, who was shaking his head faintly and thinking:
- "And to think that a few months ago Yuuri would have died instead of just thinking about kissing a guy…"
After a moment, the two newly-weds pulled apart and smiled at each other, holding hands, then turned towards the crowd which separated to clear a path to the door leading outside, where the celebrations and all were to take place.
As Wolfram walked beside Yuuri, who was waving and smiling at everyone, he really expected to wake up… This was too good to be true. Yuuri was finally his husband. And the king didn't worry about anything anymore. So what if his mother called him Yuu-chan in front of the whole population? So what if he looked uke? That's what he was, he accepted himself as such: an uke wimp. That thought made him laugh out loud, which made Wolfram look at him suspiciously.
- "It's nothing, Wolf. This is just… the greatest day of my life" Yuuri told him, smiling widely, eyes shining.
The party really was grand. The orchestra outside was really amazing, and sometimes, between some congratulations and handshakes, Wolfram would drag Yuuri to the dance floor.
- "This is the perfect song to dance to!" he would say every time.
The king had soon taken off his vest and helped Wolfram do the same. The sun was shining bright so it was hot, but luckily there was a sweet and cool breeze too. At one point during the party, Yuuri noticed Conrad and Yozak were apart, seated and talking, Conrad not smiling as he usually did, and Yozak not looking like he was joking… That was something suspicious. When Celi-sama kidnapped Wolfram to congratulate him and hug the life out of him, the young king decided to go talk to the two men.
- "Hey there" he said as he reached them.
- "Congratulations, heika" said Conrad, smiling at him.
- "It's Yuuri! Anyway…"
- "Hmm, you look like you're here for something in particular…" Yozak told him with a suspicious look ad a little smile.
- "Well, you're right. I was just being a curious brat and wanted to know what you two were conspiring about."
Conrad let out a little laugh.
- "We were discussing Yozak's trip to Dai Shimaron."
- "What will you do there?" Yuuri asked, intrigued.
- "Just taking advantage of this time of peace. I'll probably go fishing" Yozak answered, smiling.
- "I don't believe you" Yuuri told him with a smile too. "But if you don't want to tell me, that's fine."
Yozak winked at him before standing up.
- "Shall I bring you two a drink?"
- "No thanks, not for me" Yuuri said.
- "I'll have just one" Conrad answered.
When Yozak was walking away, Conrad looked at Yuuri again.
- "Where do you plan to spend your honeymoon?" he asked. "I think only Murata knows about it."
- "On Earth" answered the raven. "On an island somewhere far away…"
Conrad smiled and turned his eyes away to look at the crowd.
- "It really is a nice reception, Yuuri. I don't think anyone could have done better. And Wolfram seems so happy…"
Yuuri turned too and watched his mother dance with his husband, and they were both laughing. Wolfram was by far the most luminous thing Yuuri could see. The sun? Pfft. It was a real joke compared to the blonde.
- "He does look happy" he said, sighing and smiling. "And I could never ever say how happy I am also."
The party lasted well into the night, but the two newly-weds weren't tired a single bit. Murata had agreed to take them home right away, since they were so restless and in a hurry to go. Alright, in fact, it was more like: in a hurry to go consummate their relationship. Once on Earth, they had quickly packed up a few items of clothing and some money, then they had taken a taxi to the airport where they left for the Philippines. When they arrived, it was already late at night on Earth also. The little native (but luxurious) hut from the resort, the one that was to be theirs for a week, was right on the beach, and at the moment the moon was shining on the ocean and sand, giving the whole scene a magical feeling.
Once the bags were in the bedroom, Wolfram went outside again. He stood just there, outside the door, to take another look around, his silky golden locks slowly swaying in the soft breeze, and even though it was an incredibly cliché picture, Yuuri thought that if there was to be one image etched in his mind forever, it would be this one.
- "Shall we go to sleep?" he asked, walking towards his husband and kissing his neck.
- "No. We shall go to bed" Wolfram answered, smirking, as he turned around.
- "Good idea."
The prince wrapped his arms around the raven's waist and pulled him closer so that they could kiss. Yuuri's hands were on Wolfram's cheek and in his hair, addicted to the feeling of softness everywhere he touched. The blonde's hands crept southward until they had a firm hold on to Yuuri's butt cheeks, and then he lifted him up. The king let out a little laugh and wrapped his legs around Wolfram's hips as the blonde walked to the bedroom, turning off the lights as he went. To both their most pleasant surprise, the lighting in the bedroom was adjustable. Wolfram had fun and dimmed the lights, almost turning them off, then laid Yuuri on the bed before bending down to fumble around in one of the bags, where…
- "Ah! I was almost scared you had forgotten the lube…"
- "Wolf, this is our honeymoon" Yuuri said with a chuckle. "I would never have forgiven myself if I had left it at home."
The blonde threw the tube on the bed and sat on the edge of the mattress, then had Yuuri stand up in front of him. They were still wearing their wedding clothes, not having taken the time to change before leaving for Earth… The king and the prince both took off their shoes and socks, and then Wolfram kissed the young raven's throat after helping him take off his blouse. Yuuri was already moaning… His husband's fingers were now taking care of his pants while his lips and tongue played around with his nipples. Yuuri had his hands in Wolfram's hair, encouraging him to keep doing what he was doing.
When the little black underwear slid down Yuuri's thighs to the floor, Wolfram had his fingers glide all along the raven's balls and hot arousal, which was quickly coming to life. He himself could feel his pants tighten, especially at the king's gasp and long moan… Then, all of a sudden, he was pushed back on the bed with Yuuri straddling his stomach.
- "My turn to undress you…" he whispered with a lustful look.
He bent down and claimed his husband's luscious lips, trying to unbutton his white blouse. Wolfram's hands were all over his back and ass, urging him to finish his task. After a while, the blonde was rid of the bothering piece of clothing and Yuuri could finally attack the pants. It wasn't long before the two young men were totally naked and already hot all over. Wolfram reached for the tube of lube, but Yuuri was faster and grabbed it before. The young king straightened himself up and sat back on his husband's thighs.
He squeezed some lubricant into his right hand, then coated three fingers of his left hand with the lube and brought it to his backside as he slowly started spreading the lube on his other hand onto Wolfram's already rock hard erection. He pushed a finger inside himself, and as often as he had done that, somehow it felt different. The wedding ring on his ring finger was resting against his flesh and suddenly, an evident fact finally sunk into his brain.
- "What is it, Yuuri?" Wolfram asked, grabbing Yuuri's hand which was lubing up his arousal.
- "I just realized…" the young king began saying as he inserted another finger, staring at Wolfram with a dreamy smile. "This will be our first time as husbands."
- "You're slow" the blonde teased, laughing.
Yuuri closed his eyes and stretched himself with a last finger as his husband wiped his hand with the sheets. After a few scissoring movements, the raven decided it was enough, and he withdrew his fingers to wipe them on the sheets too. Then he bent down and only just grazed Wolfram's lips with his and with his tongue. The blonde's tongue soon darted out to play with Yuuri's, their kissing becoming deeper and more passionate with each passing second. Then, slowly, the raven got off Wolfram and lied down on the bed, head on the pillow and legs spread invitingly. Smirking, the blonde crawled up until he was staring straight down at Yuuri, who wrapped his arms around his neck.
- "Do we do it the traditional way or do we reinvent honeymoons?" Wolfram asked still with his smirk.
Before Yuuri could think up an answer, Wolfram's smirk vanished.
- "I know what we could do…"
- "And what's that?" Yuuri asked.
- "Surprise… You'll see soon enough" Wolfram whispered, his smirk slowly reappearing.
He bent down on Yuuri and kissed him briefly before kneeling and grabbing one of the raven's thighs, then lifted it up until the king was lying on his side with his leg over Wolfram's shoulder. He held on to the pillow and watched his husband closely.
- "We've only tried this one once, but I love it" Wolfram said as he straddled Yuuri's other thigh, positioning himself.
- "I remember how hot it was" the king said, smiling and letting out a little laugh.
Wolfram smiled back and then started slowly penetrating him, making the both of them moan. Yuuri relaxed quickly and didn't hesitate to signal his impatience to his husband. It didn't take a lot of begging to have Wolfram comply. Soon Yuuri was getting rammed into the mattress, all sweaty, panting and at times letting out louder complains of pleasure which soon filled the room along with Wolfram's hard and fast breathing and occasional moans. Occasionally the blonde would kiss his husband's knee or thigh, letting his tongue draw little patterns on his skin. Yuuri gasped loudly each time his husband's erection brushed against his prostate, and screamed without bothering about if people would hear him each time Wolfram hit it dead-on. Soon it became very difficult for the blonde to hold it, even though he had quite a bit of self-control… Yuuri was also just on the edge, the heat spreading all over him from his lower regions and rapidly becoming unbearable.
- "Ah… Wolf, I'm… oh man… Faster…"
Yeah, Yuuri was a little masochistic… but it turned Wolfram on even more. He held on even tighter to Yuuri's thigh and accelerated the pace, ignoring the acid accumulating in his muscles. Feeling himself almost there, panting and expressing his pleasure very vocally, the king closed his eyes tightly and quit grabbing the pillow with a hand to bring it to his throbbing manhood. With that bit of help, it wasn't long before he came, screaming his lover's name, laughing, crying, digging his cheek into the pillow, completely lost in his own ecstasy.
That was all it took for Wolfram to reach his own climax, a long and deep moan escaping his lips as he released his seed into Yuuri, whose walls were still clenched tightly around his erection. He slowed down his thrusts at once, forcing himself to not simply stop like that. As Yuuri regained control of his breathing, little by little, he also relaxed, and Wolfram decided to pull out of him. Then he let himself fall on his side, right beside his husband who had just turned to lie on his back. After a moment of recovery, Wolfram sat up and reached for the tube of lubricant resting at the end of the bed. It took several seconds for Yuuri to realize what Wolfram was going to do.
- "Wait a minute there…" he said with a chuckle.
- "Are you going to tell me you're too tired for a second round?" the blonde asked, lifting an eyebrow.
When Yuuri simply laughed again, he smirked and opened the tube, then squeezed some of the stuff onto Yuuri's fingers.
- "Uh, Wolf?" Yuuri asked, at once stopping to laugh. "What are you doing?"
- "Idiot" Wolfram said, rolling his eyes. "If I had wanted to be seme again, I wouldn't have needed more lube, don't you think?"
Indeed, the young king felt like an idiot, cause he hadn't thought about that. Wolfram simply thought it was cute. After closing the tube and flinging it across the room, the blonde lay down on his back and looked at Yuuri, who still seemed unsure about all this.
- "Hurry or I'll fall asleep" he whispered teasingly.
Yuuri smiled and laughed, then finally sat up and bent down to kiss his husband, slowly rubbing a lubricated finger all around Wolfram's entrance, that move being a mental preparation as much for the blonde as for him. Then Yuuri slowly started stretching Wolfram, at times thrusting, at times adding a finger, and then hitting that spot right on.
- "Ooh… aaaaaaah, Yuuri… I had forgotten…" Wolfram moaned into his husband's mouth as his back arched off the bed.
Yuuri kept kissing him with a little smile and continued the stretching for a moment. Then he removed his fingers and, without stopping to kiss his lover, he quickly coated his newly revived erection with the lubricant remaining on his fingers. After that, he lied down on top of the blonde prince, again without breaking their kiss. He gently began entering Wolfram, making the prince breathe in deep and moan. He may have had forgotten, but it was all coming back to him now… fast. Yup, what a wonderful idea he had had tonight. He then realized Yuuri wasn't kissing him anymore, or moving at all.
- "Hmm Yuuri… you can-"
- "I know" the king cut him off. "I was just admiring you…"
They smiled at each other and then Wolfram told him:
- "You can admire me while fucking me."
Yuuri burst out laughing, shaking his head faintly. Only Wolfram could ruin a romantic moment like that. No matter how gentle he tried to be, his fiery personality and impatience always took over. But he loved him that way… That was, after all, the main reason why he woke up months ago and realized he did love him. He slid an arm under his husband's shoulders and caressed his hair with the other, still smiling at him.
- "This isn't "fucking" anymore, Wolfram… It's making love."
Tears of happiness welled up in the blonde's eyes. All of this really was too good to be true. Yuuri truly did love him, they were married! And his husband was hopelessly cute… The king bent down and started kissing Wolfram again, not roughly, just deeply and passionately. He slowly began his thrusts inside his husband, reinitiating the moans from the both of them. Yuuri let his free hand travel along Wolfram's side, then grabbed his thigh to lift it up. The blonde lifted the other up by himself and wrapped his leg around the king's hips, helping Yuuri get as deep as possible inside him at each thrust.
They were already as hot and sweaty as before… They kept kissing as Yuuri moved, slowly, gently, and Wolfram dug his nails in his husband's shoulders. He knew that second round wouldn't last very long… No matter how slow Yuuri's movements were, each time his hardness came into contact with Wolfram's sensitive spot, an intense wave of heat and pleasure spread all over the blonde, fuelling the fire inside him even more. The king also had a lot of trouble controlling himself, hearing and feeling his husband so responsive to every little thing he did. He himself was getting quite vocal, having to part his lips from Wolfram's at times to be able to do more than just moan… He was certain now that whoever there was on this island could hear them. The blonde prince soon couldn't hold it anymore, all of the sensations simply overwhelming.
- "Yuu… Yuuri…"
The king lifted his head up, panting, and looked straight into his lover's eyes. Wolfram had a blushed face, his eyes were almost closed and his lips were half-parted and slightly smiling… He was beyond beautiful in Yuuri's opinion.
- "I love you" Wolfram finally whispered.
As he closed his eyes, he gasped and his head sunk deep into the pillow, his back arching off the bed as he came between their stomachs. Yuuri felt his husband's nails dig into his skin and his entrance contracting around his manhood, and his own hands grabbed Wolfram's thigh and shoulder even tighter and he rested his forehead in the hollow of the blonde's neck.
- "I… love you too…" was all he managed to let out, in a hoarse whisper.
Closing his eyes tightly and clenching his teeth, he came too, his essence coating Wolfram's silky internal walls. A little cry of pleasure escaped him, and then he stopped moving, simply panting and trying to regain control of his senses. His ear was almost resting on Wolfram's throat, and he could hear and feel every fast breath the blonde took… He could also feel his heart beating as fast as his was. After a moment, Wolfram began slowly stroking his husband's hair, breathing a little more normally now. Their body heat was also getting back to normal. Or at least to a bearable level.
Yuuri turned his head sideways a little and kissed Wolfram's neck, barely touching the pale skin with his lips, and kissed his way up to the plump pink lips he loved so much. Wolfram answered more than willingly, and too soon to his liking Yuuri lifted his head up again. The king stared into his husband's deep green eyes and smiled sweetly at him, stroking his cheek with the back of his fingers, very lightly.
- "I can't believe we're married…" he said with a little chuckle.
- "I can't either. It took you so long" Wolfram told him with a smile.
- "I'm sorry, Wolf."
- "You don't have to be. I forgave you months ago."
Yuuri sighed and smiled, then slowly and carefully withdrew from his husband to sit on the bed, get the sheets untangled and lie down on his side. Resting his head on Wolfram's chest, he pulled the sheets over the both of them and placed an arm around his lover's slim waist. Wolfram wrapped an arm around Yuuri's shoulders and his free hand softly stroked his jet black hair.
- "I'll never let go of you."
- "I would never want you to anyway. I'll never let go of you either."
- "Tell me again that you love me…"
- "Aishiteru, Wolf."
After a deep sigh and a smile, Wolfram closed his eyes and placed a kiss on top of Yuuri's head before whispering:
- "Me too, Yuuri… so much…"
- "Sleep now, we have a week ahead of us."
Yuuri's smirk was evident in each word, and Wolfram let out a little laugh.
- "We'll have plenty of time to show to each other just how much we do love each other" Yuuri continued.
Wolfram didn't answer anything and simply kept smiling, then slowly his husband and he fell asleep, both thinking about how simply perfect their lives were turning out to be. They would certainly be tired to death when they got back to Shin Makoku, but who cared? Their honeymoon will have been perfect.
Back in Shin Makoku, though, somebody wasn't having the greatest time ever…
Haha, I hope that last line intrigues you! The WHOLE last chapter will pretty much revolve around that! Prepare yourselves for some very disturbing content. xD Ah well, keep posting reviews guys, I love reading them! Hope you liked the wedding! :does little dance:
