18. Body Piercings (alternate theme)
Rating: R
Characters: Yuuri (Yuuri/Wolfram), Yuuri's brother

"What," Yuuri asked, jaw hanging, "is that?"

"Eh?" his brother looked down at his bare chest. Yuuri had wandered in to tell him breakfast was ready while he was in the middle of dressing. "Oh that? It's a nipple ring. Don't tell mom, she'll freak out, and say how sexy it is, and then it'll just give me the willies and I'll have to get rid of it."

"Doesn't it hurt?" Yuuri asked.

"It did at first, sure," his brother shrugged, tugging on his t-shirt. "But now that it's healed, it feels really good."

"Eh?" Yuuri's eyes grew rounder. "How does that feel good?"

"You know, during…" Yuuri's brother paused and leaned out into the hallway to make sure no one was around, then pulled the door shut. "During sex. It makes things more sensitive. Haven't you ever made out with somebody with a tongue piercing or anything?"

"Er, no." Yuuri stifled a laugh as he tried to imagine Wolfram with a tongue stud. Or even explaining to Wolfram what a tongue stud was.

"Honestly," Yuuri's brother sighed sadly. "You're the one having the crazy nonconformist gay love, why don't you know anything?"

"I told you, it was an accident!" Yuuri protested.

"I think it ceased to be an accident once you fucked him," Yuuri's brother reported, and Yuuri's face turned beet red. "What's the matter, you think I don't know? I saw those Gravitation Remixes in your room."

"Those are Mom's!" Yuuri howled, blushing even harder. "And what are you doing in my room anyway!"

"What are you doing in mine? Get lost, runt, and tell that fiance of yours he'd better start taking you a little deeper, because you're still acting like a complete virgin."

"Aaah!" Yuuri fled his brother's room as quickly as possible.

But later on, he thought about right after Wolfram had gotten his one ear pierced, how he squirmed when Yuuri tugged on his earlobe with his teeth, and how the metal tasted kind of pleasant against his tongue…

"Murata!" Yuuri said once he'd got his best friend and personal Sage on the phone. "I'm on a mission!"

"What," Wolfram asked, jaw hanging, "is that?"