Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kyou Kara Maou or the characters! If I did, it would be a Yaoi ^-^ I just did this for giggles, because Yuuri and Wolf are so fun to play with!
Warnings: If you are reading fics in this fandom then you are aware that this is at the very least a Shounen Ai, BL, boys lovin boys, right? Also violence, swearing, and lots of feels. If that makes you uncomfortable, please do not read this! Ok sexy times ahead, you've been warned yo!
Story Recap:
Just when Yuuri had finally realized his love for Wolfram, he got injured saving his fiancé during a battle and lost all of his memories. Slowly yet surely Yuuri has once again regained them all.
A ruthless gang of human have kidnapped Princess Greta and are holing her hostage. However, one of the humans, Hugo, has decided to listen to the princess and learn about the true nature of the fearsome Demon King.
The Maou, his fiancé, his sage, Conrad, and Gwendal will depart to get Greta back later in the evening per the kidnapper's instructions. Meanwhile Yuuri has re-proposed to Wolfram not only in the Shin Makoku way, but the Earthen way with a ring. Now Wolfram is determined to claim his wimp just as Yuuri has claimed him. In bed. *smirks*
Chapter 26 - Never Underestimate a Princess
Yuuri gulped as he took in the lustful gleam of Wolfram's emerald eyes. They were dazzling with the early afternoon sun pouring in from their balcony. Gods but he loved his Wolf. He could already feel himself getting hard from the heady anticipation of Wolfram taking the lead, of relinquishing his control to the feisty fire wielder.
Wolfram nipped at the long column of Yuuri's tanned neck. He preened with each noise that his wimp made as he worked his way up to the King's jaw. For years he had fantasized about having Yuuri underneath him like this, writhing and vulnerable. He would relish every reaction and moan that he could pull from the Maou.
"Yuuri," he whispered huskily over Yuuri's strong jaw. "I want to claim you, mark you." He nuzzled the Maou's neck as Yuuri tilted his head to allow Wolfram better access. "I want to make it so that your body will never be satisfied with anyone but me. You are mine!" He purred, baring his teeth and biting down Yuuri's Adam's apple.
Yuuri groaned, feeling Wolfram's teeth on his exposed neck. "Yours," Yuuri managed to choke out. His hands flew to the blonde's hair, entangling in the silken locks. His hips bucked up of their own accord and Yuuri tried to stifle the moan in his throat when he inadvertently ground their erections together.
Wolfram decided that his fiancé needed to be naked and now! He debated burning the clothes right off of his wimp, but ultimately decided against it. If he burned Yuuri, he wouldn't be able to fuck him. That was totally unacceptable at this point.
"Yuuri," Wolfram panted, pulling his head up to meet deep obsidian eyes. "I'm going to remove my own clothing and you have until I'm done to do the same." He paused for effect and then continued with a smirk. "Anything that is still on you when I am undressed, I will burn off of you." Without another word, Wolfram lithely leapt from the bed and began to disrobe.
"Gah Wolf!" Yuuri cried, attempting to sit up and fumble with his buttons. He knew that the blonde wasn't joking, he knew that his Wolf meant every damn word. If he didn't want to be barbequed and served up to the Prince, he knew he needed to get naked fast.
Wolfram expertly removed his clothing and draped them over the back of a chair before turning back to see how his fiancé was progressing. He clicked his tongue when he saw that the wimp still had his underwear on. With a scowl directed at the offending garment, Wolfram snapped his fingers and summoned a small flame.
"Yuuri, I said remove it all," he growled out dangerously.
"Gee Wolf I'm almost done, please don't burn me," Yuuri whined and pulled the flimsy strings that held his black g-string in place. He felt the silky fabric slide down his inner thighs and shuddered. He was now completely exposed to his Wolf. His own eyes raked up and down Wolfram's body, taking it all in. Wolfram's abdominal muscles flexed as he cocked his hip to the side with a huff of indignation. His erection stood proudly, bobbing between his slender thighs, surrounds by coarse blonde curls. The sight made Yuuri's mouth water. How could he have ever felt that this could be wrong? Every fiber of his being was screaming to reach across the measly distance between them and grab hold of Wolfram's glorious cock.
Wolfram followed the path the g-string took with his eyes. Once the material was removed he could finally see all of his wimp. 'Dear sweet Shinou,' he internally praised, 'Yuuri is so sexy!' The years of sword training with himself and Conrad had paid off, giving Yuuri strong arms and a toned core. Wolfram was still fascinated with the small trail of dark black hair that lead from under Yuuri's navel, down to his manhood. It was like a path that would take Wolfram to paradise, a road laid out just for him. Today was his turn to take and command, he would enjoy his Maou thoroughly.
"Get on the bed Yuuri," he dipped his voice low and rough for his orders to his lover.
Yuuri hesitated, noting that there was still a flame blazing from Wolfram's fingertips. "Anno, Wolf," he pointed at the fire licking Wolfram's fingers.
"What is it now you-" Wolfram was ready to complain at his fiancé for being a wimp until he noticed where Yuuri was pointing. "Oh," Wolfram chuckled when he saw his element burning bright. He had completely forgotten about it as soon as Yuuri was naked. He snapped his fingers and extinguished the flame.
As soon as Wolfram got rid of the fire, because clearly there was no reason for that in the their bed, Yuuri hurried to do as his Wolf had ordered. He didn't take his eyes off of Wolfram as he slinked into the middle of the bed. Yuuri resisted the urge to take himself in hand and relieve some of the aching between his legs. He would do whatever Wolfram wanted, Yuuri resigned himself to follow his lover's lead.
"Now what honey?" Yuuri purred, tilting his head to the side coyly.
Suddenly Wolfram's mouth went dry, Yuuri was temptation incarnate. He mentally rallied and strode towards the bed. Yuuri was propped up on his elbows with his body reclined. While Wolfram enjoyed the view, he wanted Yuuri on all fours for what he had in mind.
"Get on your knees and turn around my sweet Maou, I want to see all of you," Wolfram's eyes went lidded and he licked his lips at the thought of finally being able to fulfill one of his greatest fantasies.
Yuuri was shocked, but only for a moment. Deep down he trusted Wolfram completely and knew without a shadow of doubt in his mind that his Wolf would treat him tenderly. Yuuri relaxed his face, shifted, and complied with Wolfram's request. Once he was on all fours he swiveled his head over his shoulder and shot Wolfram a sultry look.
"Like this Wolf?" Yuuri played along and pushed his rear out wantonly for his lover.
'Shinou! Thank you for this day!' Wolfram mentally squealed as Yuuri willing put himself on full display before him. Verbalizing his intense desires in that moment was impossible. Rather, Wolfram settled for crawling towards Yuuri's magnificent ass across the vast expanse of their bed like a parched man to an oasis. His hands greedily reached out and squeezed Yuuri's plump cheeks, kneading them and groaning.
"Gods Yuuri, you are so damn delectable," Wolfram growled out. He lowered his head and placed a chaste kiss to each cheek, reverently.
Wolfram's proximity to his most private places and the deep rumble of his voice was sending chills down the Maou's spine. He unconsciously swayed his hips, causing his ass to jiggle slightly.
Wolfram had to bite his lip to hold back a moan at the sight of Yuuri shaking his ass before him. He raised one hand and slapped Yuuri's backside in one swift motion. When Yuuri whimpered he leaned back down and lick the swollen skin.
"Patience my love, patience," Wolfram cooed, messaging Yuuri's globes once more. "Don't worry Yuuri, I will make you feel so good."
The mighty Demon King had serious concerns about coming right then and there when Wolfram smacked his ass. He didn't know that he had that sort of kink, something that they would have to explore another time. At the present, Yuuri was talking himself down from releasing all over the bed without even being penetrated. He realized in that moment that he was doomed, Wolfram already had him completely whipped. 'Ooo whips,' Yuuri thought while nibbling on his own lips.
"Mmm," Wolfram's emerald eyes had almost been completely swallowed up by the darkness of his pupils. He felt as though he were in a trance, his body was reacting to Yuuri all on its own. Before he knew it, he was licking long, wet stripes across Yuuri's puckered hole with his tongue.
"Fuck Wolf!" Yuuri cursed, pressing back into the wet, hard heat of Wolfram's tongue. He didn't know what he had been expecting, but he didn't think that Wolfram was planning on using his wonderful tongue in such an obscene way. He loved it. And when Wolfram spread his cheeks apart for better access, Yuuri keened.
Had this been a battle between them, Wolfram was sure that he would be winning. The sounds that Yuuri was making were dirty and rough and oh so good. It all urged Wolfram on, bolstering his confidence tenfold. He wrapped his lips around his fiancé's hole and sucked, hard. When Yuuri cried out in pleasure, Wolfram groaned and plunged his tongue straight past the tight ring of muscle.
The feeling of Wolfram's tongue inside him was almost the King's undoing. He could feel his lover's hot breath on his ass and Wolfram's tongue rhythmically sliding in and out of him. It was bliss. It was torture. Yuuri never wanted it to end!
"Wol-Wolfram!" Yuuri grunted brokenly, his face pressing deeper and deeper into the mattress.
Wolfram was far too busy at the moment to respond, but he delighted in taking Yuuri apart piece by piece like this. Making his King cry out his name in ecstasy was Wolfram's new favorite thing ever. He hadn't even touched the King's cock yet! Without warning, Wolfram pulled his face away from Yuuri's ass, enjoying the frustrated whimper that it pulled from the King as a result.
"Shh," Wolfram half teased, half consoled Yuuri as he got off of the bed. "Don't move my love, I'll be right back."
Yuuri panicked, worrying that he had done something wrong or that Wolfram was somehow upset with him. His fears were quickly vanquished when he saw where his lover had gone. From the corner of his eye, Yuuri could see Wolfram retrieving a small glass vial from their nightstand. Yuuri sighed in relief.
Wolfram noticed his wimp of a fiancé's fretting and smirked as he uncorked the oil. He liberally coated his fingers and resumed his earlier position behind his lover. He gently pressed one well oiled finger inside the Maou.
"You didn't actually think that I would leave just when I had you where I wanted you? Did you wimp?" Wolfram asked in a hushed tone, slowly adding another finger inside Yuuri's tight heat. Slowly he spread his fingers apart, stretching Yuuri while rubbing soothing circles on his lower back with his dry hand. The last thing that he wanted was for Yuuri to tense up, he knew that he needed Yuuri good an pliant for the next step of his plan.
Yuuri hissed and moaned in tandem from the odd dual sensation of burning and pleasant fullness within him. He had never actually experimented with himself in this way, having only recently warmed up to the idea of two men together sexually. He knew that Wolfram, his gorgeous, strong fire demon, would never be content to only be the bottom in their budding sexual forays forever. Admittedly though, Yuuri hadn't thought that Wolfram would want to take charge already. He should've known better, Wolfram liked to be the one in control of any situation.
When Yuuri failed to answer, Wolfram added one final finger and twisted inside Yuuri's slick inner walls. He wanted his wimp to feel good, he wanted him to enjoy it. As soon as Yuuri's head jerked up off the bed and he arched his back, Wolfram knew that he had managed to find what he had been searching for.
Stars burst in Yuuri's head when Wolfram found and then began to rub his prostrate. He hadn't known that it would feel that good! Distantly he berated himself for waiting so long to do these amazing things with Wolfram. They could've been thoroughly enjoying one another for years!
"Fu-uck Wolf! That's uhnn-" Yuuri wasn't able to finish his sentence. He began rocking back onto Wolfram's fingers, moaning.
"That's right Yuuri," Wolfram panted at the delicious sight of his wimp fucking himself on his fiancé's fingers. "Cum for me," he huffed out across Yuuri's back while he reached around and grabbed Yuuri's weeping, neglected cock.
Embarrassingly, Yuuri screamed his lover's name and came into Wolfram's hand as soon as his fiancé grabbed him. His vision blurred and he allowed the waves of pleasure to wash over him. His entire body began to emit a faint blue glow as his hips stilled and he sighed contentedly.
Wolfram's eyes went wide when he felt the immense power emanating from Yuuri. He wasn't even sure that the wimp was conscious of it himself. He rubbed Yuuri's back and placed a kiss between the Maou's shoulder blades.
"Yuuri," he tried carefully, "you alright love?" He was afraid of startling Yuuri as the King slowly came down from his orgasm. He watched as the blue light receded and Yuuri raised his head.
"Mmm Wolf," Yuuri responded dazedly over his shoulder. He had just experienced the most intense orgasm of his life. Coming inside Wolfram the other day was amazing, but he never knew that he could be so overly stimulated before. Yuuri couldn't wait to have Wolfram's cock buried in his ass. He thought maybe Wolfram needed to know that he wanted it. "Fuck me Wolf, please, I want to feel you inside me," he whined, swishing his hips for emphasis.
Wolfram decided he could discuss the blue light and power surge later. Right now, he wanted nothing more than to do as Yuuri begged. He reached for the vial of oil and emptied what was left of it over his throbbing cock.
"I love you Yuuri, I want to be inside you so desperately," he groaned, lining himself up to Yuuri's flexing hole.
"I love you too Wolf, take me my honey, I'm all yours," Yuuri panted and held still.
Wolfram didn't need to be told again. He spread Yuuri's cheeks apart and pushed inside. It was hot and tight and indescribably wonderful to have Yuuri completely surrounding his cock. Everything, the waiting and tears and doubt were all worth it for this moment. He had wanted to claim Yuuri like this for years and now he was full seated in the love of his life.
"Uhghn, Yuuri, oh Gods you feel amazing, so fucking tight," Wolfram cried out, shaking all over with the effort of not ramming repeatedly into Yuuri right away. He knew that it was important for Yuuri to get used to the feeling first.
Yuuri had never felt so full before, so complete. He could feel Wolfram's balls resting against his own. They were together, now they had both been able to claim the other. It felt so right!
"I," Yuuri hesitated and took a deep breath. He could do this, it might hurt, but it was also bound to feel really good. What was more, he wanted it. "I think I'm ready Wolf, you can move now."
"I'm not going to last long Yuuri," Wolfram admitted as he slid almost all the way out and then snapped his hips forwards sharply.
They both moaned and breathed heavily until they found the right angle and rhythm. Once Wolfram began to hit Yuuri's prostrate regularly, Yuuri felt the tight pull in his gut once more, his cock reawakening with interest. The whole room was filled with the slick sounds of skin slapping against skin. Wolfram clasped Yuuri's hips hard, no doubt leaving bruises as he rocked in and out of his wimp again and again.
"Oh yeah Wolf, just like that," Yuuri wailed and reached between his own legs to pump himself in tandem with Wolfram's strong thrusts.
Wolfram could feel himself getting closer and closer to edge of his own release. He doggedly held out until he felt Yuuri clench down around him with his second orgasm, Wolfram's name spilling from his beautiful lips. A moment later, Wolfram growled and grunted his own release, coating Yuuri's inner walls in his cum and leaning his head down to rest on his lover's sweat covered back.
If Wolfram had any lingering doubts about Yuuri's love and commitment to him, they were chased away by Yuuri's second orgasm. His wimp really was alright with two men being together, that was abundantly clear now. The evidence was in the sticky sheets beneath his King. Wolfram slowly pulled his spent cock out of Yuuri and flopped down on the bed alongside his fiancé.
Yuuri looked at Wolfram out of one eye as he lay boneless on his stomach. He was satiated in a way he never dreamed possible. His entire body felt like Jello and buzzed happily in the afterglow.
"Love you," Yuuri mumbled out the side of his mouth, his eyes already beginning to close.
"Love you too," Wolfram yawned, turned on his side, and pulled his wimp into his arms. He placed a kiss into Yuuri's damp black hair and closed his own eyes.
Outside their balcony, a small red hawk took flight.
. . .
Greta had carefully gone over her experiences in Shin Makoku. She sited examples and memories to further prove her points. She wanted to get through to Hugo, knowing that it was imperative that she do so.
"So he saved the human village then?" Hugo asked skeptically. Truthfully, the tales that the princess had been spinning sounded a tad far fetched, but at least genuine. It was clear to see that the princess truly loved and cared for her adoptive demon family. At the very least, she didn't seem to be under any form of magical manipulation and she struck Hugo as a very intelligent little girl.
"That's right, and then Daddy Yuuri negotiated with the human King for peace. Now they are one of Shin Makoku's largest trading partners!" Greta thought that maybe she was finally getting through to the man.
"So the King has the ability to use his terrifying powers on human lands too?" Hugo's eyes went wide at the implications of that fact. If the Demon King was powerful enough to use his powers when other demons were not, that made him an even greater threat.
"Yes, but Daddy Yuuri only uses his powers in defense of the innocent, he truthfully abhors violence. He only wants everyone to live in peace." Greta didn't like the look of fear in Hugo's eyes and attempted to reassure the man. After all, everything that she was telling him was the truth!
"Peace," Hugo scoffed. "He is the demon king child! Sworn enemy of all humans!"
"I'm human and Daddy Yuuri is only half demon." Greta shot back.
"He - wait he what?" Hugo stuttered. He thought that he must've heard incorrectly.
"Yuuri Shibuya, 27th Maou of Shin Makoku is half human," Greta announced proudly. She didn't think that it was a mistake to tell Hugo this, it was fairly common knowledge. "Since he has been king, my daddy has strived to put an end to the prejudices that have plagued both races for eons. He created the demon/human alliance and adopted a human child. I urge you not to judge Shin Makoku for the sins of her past, both the country and its residents have changed for the better under Yuuri's benevolent rule!" Greta huffed and puffed out her chest. She was proud of her Daddy and all that he stood for.
Hugo was taken aback, it seemed that everything he had heard from Volker was a lie. He had been told that this new demon king was the most fearsome and heinous demon ever born. That the Maou's desire was to wipe all the human's from the planet. Volker had found Hugo at the bottom of a bottle over two years ago. Slowly he and Volker acquired more like minded humans and made their way towards Shin Makoku for some long over due revenge. The ultimate target being to destroy the Demon King. Now, Hugo was questioning everything that Volker had ever told him.
"So the demon King legitimately wishes for peace? He doesn't hate all humans and wish them extinct?" Hugo had to make sure, he had to.
"Yuuri wants peace more anything," Greta gushed, latching onto the hope that Hugo was finally believing her. "His mother is a human, I'm a human! Yuuri doesn't even differentiate between the races. He only sees people. He has the kindest, purest soul of anyone, ever!"
Hugo took a minute to soak all that in. Even if he was willing to believe it, there was still the fact that the King had terrible powers and wasn't afraid to use them. Surely that was proof that he wasn't the peace loving man that his adoptive princess claimed him to be.
Greta could see Hugo thinking it all through. She had him! She just needed to keep him now. "Yuuri is strong, he has a unique command over all the elements, a feat unheard of since the time of the Great One, Shinou. With the possible exception of my Papa Wolfram," Greta chuckled, hoping to lightened the mood, "Yuuri has never used his powers against an innocent." She paused. "Come to think of it, I'm pretty sure Papa Wolf wasn't innocent either when Yuuri doused him in water that one time," she grinned.
Listening to the princess speak of her adoptive father was like listening to someone speak about a prophet or holy being. It was equal parts disconcerting and intriguing. "So if we were to say, kill the Demon King," Hugo proposed theoretically.
"Assuming you could," Greta scoffed, "go on." She motioned for Hugo to continue.
"Then we wouldn't really be proving anything. In fact we might be murdering potentially our greatest ally in the demon kingdom for humans," he mused, speaking more to himself than to the princess at this point.
"That is correct," Greta agreed, nodding her head vehemently. "Cutting off the nose to spite the face."
"What?" Hugo quirked an eyebrow. He had never heard that expression before.
"It's a saying Daddy Yuuri taught me," Greta explained. "It's a warning against seeking revenge. Simply put, revenge will ultimately lead to your own destruction."
"Your father taught you that?" Hugo asked, shocked at the depths of the princess's intellect. Usually little girls her age would be incapable of speaking thusly. They would be interested in frilly dresses and dolls. This little girl however seemed to have a sharp mind and insight beyond her years.
"Yes, he did. I've learned so much from him, Papa Wolf, Annisina, Gunter, and my uncles. The past five years have been the best years of my life." Greta took a deep breath. "I owe it all to the demon tribe, my family." She looked down her button nose at the man across from her, hoping she conveyed poise and conviction.
Hugo was awestruck. He didn't have it in himself to argue or doubt the brave princess before him. He made up his mind right then and there. He would help reunite the princess with her demon fathers if it was the last thing he ever did!
Author's Note:
^^;; whelp, I obviously haven't updated this fic in a while. Recently a few readers have inspired me to pick it back up and finish it. To them I would just like to say thank you! KKM is near and dear to my heart and always will be. I'm thrilled to come back to this fic (my first fic ever) and complete it. I hope that you will forgive my long hiatus and enjoy the rest of this tale!
Thank you to those who have stuck with me and to those who inspired me to continue ^.~
As always, thank you for reading, your comments, kudos, and subscriptions! That's writer's fuel ^^