MASTURBATION
Intro: -Goo Goo Dols, 'Iris'- Welcome back to all those who have alerted and hello to all of you who may have stumbled upon this link somehow. I reformatted my LJ journal to fit my Kuro-Kuro-Puppy. (smiles) I'm thinking about a Gunter layout next but KKM pics are so hard to find! Anyhow, I think I x-posted this like crazy in most KKM comms so thank you for reading if you found me from there.
A/N: I think this theme is a little too, 'adult,' for Wolfy A-Z. If this topic makes you uncomfortable, don't read.
Wolfram sighed in a husky voice. Beads of sweat fell down his face and rolled off the side of his jaw. His hair was drenched in his hard-earned sweat and tears. Golden brows bent in anger. His emerald eyes filled with confusion and doubt. He loved Yuri – more than he even knew. And what little he did know was the part that drove him to the verge of insanity.
The big question was…did Yuri love him back?
There were numerous times Yuri had proved faithful even throughout the whole, 'I-never-wanted-you-as-my-fiancé,' ordeal. Still, Yuri was a senseless flirt and seemed to have an emotional attachment to his older brother. Conrad. Even knowing that Yuri was Wolfram's fiancé he continued his role in the abstract relationship he had with Yuri…
And still he loved Yuri. He couldn't stop himself.
His eyes clenched shut in anger. Just thinking about Yuri aroused him more. A sense of fulfillment spread through his veins. In an instant the feeling left, leaving him vulnerable in the cold. He growled, pumping his erection furiously. He moaned sweetly in the air. One day Yuri would give him this pleasure and more…at least that's what he pretended.
Yuri's smile – at him, not Conrad – would be paradise.
I want a pretty wife, you know? This whole world-bending thing is kinda crazy. I just want to settle down and live normally. I want to wake up at six and drop the kids off at school, go to work and eat a hand-made bento from my wife. All I really want is a family, a dog, maybe a fast car, and a simple house… Wolfram pressed his eyes together, feeling passion through his fingertips. That was Yuri's dream straight from his mouth, still echoing in his ears. Wolfram wasn't in this, 'dream-come-true,' of Yuri's. At one point…he wanted those things, too, within reason with the whole different-world tribulation… But then he met Yuri and was proposed to. And he fell hard.
For a reason or another, he pumped himself harder. He was gasping for breath. The air felt like an unbearable pressure. Breathing to live was a blessing. The term, 'you bleed just to know you're alive,' came to mind. He exhaled, relinquishing his hold on his erection and collapsing onto the floor.
He really did love Yuri. He loved Yuri more than he could ever say. Wolfram felt his eyes welling up. He was far better than any woman and still Yuri didn't desire him the way he desired Yuri…
Afterthoughts: ZOMG! It's long…compared to the other chapters… (blinks) So…uh, feel free to flame? I know this isn't very…Wolfram-ish. Don't worry, 'N,' is much better. (sighs)