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I apologize if you guys don't think this is as good as the first chapter, but I'm trying my best. .
Disclamier: I do not own Kyou Kara Maou or any of it's characters, or else Wolfram would always be in drag, and Gunter and Gwendal would be together.
Wolfram blushed and pulled away from the Maou. "What do you mean by that?" he asked, an eyebrow quirked. "I mean it's my turn to have my way with you. Why should only Yuuri have fun?" he said with a chuckle as he noticed the blush on the smaller boy's face. The mazoku paled and hurried out of the room, slamming the door and locking it. No one would get up, they'd just think Yuuri and him had another fight or something. He shook his head and sighed as he made his way down to the large baths meant for the king. He was allowed to use them though, since he was Yuuri's fiance.
He let the water run for a long time and moaned softly as he slipped into the water which was so hot that it would scald a normal human, and was probably hurt or irritate any demon who slipped inside of it. Wolfram preferred his bath water very hot though, and had even made it hotter than usual so if the Maou came, he'd probably not want to come in.
He cleaned himself thoroughly and slipped out for a minute, sitting on the edge and shuddering lightly at the cool tile beneath his bottom. He kicked his legs back and forth slowly in the water and ran a hand through his wet hair. Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder and he jumped in surprise, head swiveling to see who the hand belonged to. He gulped when he noticed it was Yuuri's, or rather, the Maou's.
He quickly slipped into the large bath, swimming to the other side. The Maou smirked and laid his clothes down, already naked. He slipped into the bath, hissing at the heat but not getting out. He swum over, and Wolfram 'eep'ed, backing up until his back hit the side of the bath. "Are you scared, Wolfram? You don't need to be. I won't go on about justice and such. I just want to get my turn." The Maou said with a wider smirk than before. He was now right in front of Wolfram, closing the blonde in by keeping one arm on each side of him. Wolfram looked very worried at this. "Y-Your turn? What do you really mean by that?" he asked once again in a quieter voice than usual.
"I mean, Yuuri got to have his way with you. It's my turn now, right? I told you we both liked you, after all..."
"But... y-you already did some stuff with me earlier."
"Yes, but I never got to go into you, did I? I'm bigger than Yuuri though, you know..."
"Maou, don't, I'm already feeling sore from Yuuri..." Wolfram half-heartedly pleaded, but the Maou didn't listen, and just moved forward, pressing their lips together in a harsh kiss. Wolfram struggled against the Maou, but the raven-tressed man pressed his larger body to Wolfram's, making the blonde squeak against the Maou's mouth. Wolfram struggled for a little while more, before giving up. As soon as the Mazoku relaxed and gave up, the Maou forced his tongue past Wolfram's pink lips, and began to explore his mouth. Wolfram opened his mouth more and willingly let the man explore to his heart's content.
The Maou's exploring finished soon and then he ran his tongue over the blonde's, making it flick his a little.The two began fighting with their tongues, but Wolfram gave up soon, and then the Maou pulled away with a soft gasp. The two caught their breath as they stared into each other's eyes.
"So do you still not want to do anything with me?"
"...I-I guess it wouldn't hurt too much..."
"If it does, just tell me." The Maou said as he slipped an arm around Wolfram's waist as his other hand went below the watery surface. He then kissed Wolfram, though it was only to distract him as he gripped the Mazoku's member gently, pressing his fingertips into his shaft. The blonde moaned against The Maou's lips, a shudder going through his body. The raven-tressed man smirked, pulling his lips away from Wolfram's, as he kissed down his jaw line.
"M-Maou..." Wolf moaned out, as The Maou began kissing down his neck and chest. He stopped at one of his nipples, taking it into his mouth. He played with it, sucking and nipping, until it was a hard nub, and moved to do the same to the other side. Wolfram's head had thrown back a little, as he made moans and mewls at every little thing the Maou did. As he played with his nipples, his hand pumped the blonde's shaft.
He stopped when the Mazoku whimpered about being close, and he kissed him lovingly on the lips. He then flipped Wolfram over, making him gasp a little in surprise. His arms were on the cool tile outside the bath, and his head was turned to one side to look at The Maou questioningly. The Maou shrugged slightly. "Even though I don't have lube, I still have to prepare you, don't I?" he asked before sucking on his fingers, and then gently pushing one into Wolfram.
The blonde gasped a little, but got used to it quickly, pushing on the man's fingers to get him to move. The demon king smirked, wriggling his finger a bit before adding two more. He waited for the blonde to adjust, before doing a scissoring motion with his fingers. Wolfram moaned softly, before whimpering when the fingers left him. "Wolf, turn around." he said as he put a hand on the young-looking Mazoku's shoulder. He nodded slightly, turning and blushing at seeing the man's fully erect member so close. He knew this would hurt, but he wanted it anyways.
"Suck it." the deep voice said, and Wolfram's gaze went up, as he looked at The Maou with wide eyes. "What!" he cried out, and the Maou chuckled. "Suck my cock. Duh. I need it nice and wet before I go into you, or it might hurt more." he said with an amused look. Wolfram narrowed his eyes. "We're in a bath, isn't it wet enough?"
"...Hmm, didn't really think of- THAT!" The Maou's last word was cried out in a bit of a pleasured yelp, for Wolfram had leaned down and taken the Maou into his mouth anyways. He could barely fit in it his small mouth, so he mostly sucked on the head, or licked it up and down like an ice cream cone. It was obvious he was doing well, if the Maou's loud moans meant anything. He stopped soon, smirking a little at the demon king, who was giving him an admiring look.
"Sit on my lap, Wolf." the black-haired man commanded after catching his breath. The blonde didn't get why in the beginning, before realizing what he truly meant, and nodded. He moved, a leg on either side of the man's body as he carefully lowered himself, impaling himself on the man's member. He took in a sharp breath as he tried to adjust, tears quickly welling and falling down his face. A strong arm wrapped itself around Wolfram's back as the Maou kissed away his tears, acting so much more gentle then one would expect.
It took longer then it had with Yuuri, but Wolfram got adjusted soon enough, pushing down more so the Maou was all the way into the hilt. He groaned lightly, finding any pain starting to get laced with pleasure. The Maou still didn't move, not sure how okay the blonde on his lap was. "G-Go, Maou." the Mazoku whimpered, and the Maou quickly took his command, thrusting into him over and over, gently though.
Wolfram moaned with every thrust, his arms wrapping around the black-haired man's neck. The slowness was pleasurable torture, but he wanted it harder. So he voiced it. "Harder." he whispered into the Maou's ear, and it was like he had given the man a million dollars, from the look on his face. He couldn't help himself as he moved and pushed Wolfram onto the tile outside of the bath, having him lay down, his head on a folded towel, as the Maou stood up, still inside of him.
The blonde shrieked in surprise when he felt the cold tile on his back, looking at the demon inside of him with confusion. Any questions were answered though as the man began thrusting into him harder then before, making Wolfram cry out with pleasure. The Maou pushed Wolfram back slightly as he climbed onto the tile, kneeling as he held up the Mazoku's lower half. The blonde blushed lightly, as the demon king moved his legs so they were now over The Maou's shoulders.
The Maou slammed into him hard, making him cry out louder than before. He kept going in different places, until he finally hit the bundle of nerves he was looking for, making Wolfram scream his name. He kept hitting there over and over, harder then Yuuri ever would've gone, until the blonde screamed once more, releasing his sticky seed this time.
Seeing Wolfram in such a state of euphoria made him reach climax as well, his seed filling up the blonde quickly. He pulled out and gently layed Wolfram down, leaning over him to watch him a bit. The blonde was panting, his cheeks red and slight tears in his eyes, as he turned his head to look at the Maou. The black-haired man smiled down at him, kissing him softly. He pulled away soon and smiled more. "Let's get you cleaned up." he murmered, and the blonde could only nod in agreement.
As The Maou scooped him up into his arms and got them both into the bath, the blonde muttered "If I have to ride a horse tomorrow, I'll kill both you AND Yuuri..."
The Maou laughed brightly, kissing him once more before washing his and his other side's lover, with all the gentleness in the world.
END! whoo! xD I really hope this didn't suck, please leave reviews and tell me how it was. Bai bai bu!