I know the story is moving really slowly, but it will pick up… I just need to establish the mood!! And we can't rush perfection – i.e. 'YurixWolfram!'
Disclaimer: I don't own any anime, yet… evil smiles… all I have is this marker I use to write on my mix CDs… and the mix CDs of course:-)
Kyo Kara Yaoi
Chapter 2: Repeat Offender
The curtains were still wide open, and the sun was beginning to rise.
Yuri and Wolfram lay face to face, embracing each other after the very first sexual experience of their lives. Yuri was twirling Wolfram's golden hair in his fingers, while Wolfram stroked Yuri's naked hip. Wolfram leant forward to embrace his lover in a passionate kiss, before withdrawing and starting to kiss down the king's neck towards his nipple. He tongued Yuri's nipple until he let out a sigh of enjoyment, then he gave it a slight nibble.
"Are you ok?" asked Yuri a bit pissed off that Wolfram had ruined the moment by biting his nipple.
"Better than I thought," Wolfram replied with a genuine smile on his face, referring to their intercourse. "I was never sure what to expect. I never thought I would have sex with another guy but… well… well I liked it."
"Well that's apparent by the mess you made on 'the Royal Bed Sheets'," Yuri said, mocking Günter and gesturing towards the pile of now polluted linen on the floor and smiling. "Günter will have a fit when he finds out." He started to giggle.
"Lord Günter cannot know of this - word of our actions cannot get out!" Wolfram stood up and slid on his g-sting, being the normal underwear for Demon Tribesman, "At least not yet; not until after your official coronation as Demon King, otherwise the people of the Great Demon Kingdom will believe that your judgments have been influenced by me!"
"But won't they already think that, seeing as how we're engaged?" Yuri questioned, confused.
"No." Wolfram answered bluntly. "Engagement means nothing until you act upon it. Two best friends can be engaged and it means nothing unless they actually get married. At least, that's what is believed in this world. Obviously engagement means more in your world."
"Well, yeah!" Yuri shrugged. "I suppose."
He rolled onto his back and stared at the roof. Wolfram just looked at his lover's naked body as he stood beside the bed. Yuri realized he was being watched, so he turned to face his admirer, who was now in a daze and didn't realize that Yuri was looking back at him. It was then that Yuri noticed Wolfram must have really liked what he could see, judging by what was now filling the g-string.
Still oblivious to Yuri's actions, Wolfram stood staring. Yuri took the opportunity to surprise and thank the blonde for that night. He crept to the edge of the bed and reached for Wolfram's underpants.
"What are you doing?" Wolfram asked, released from his trance. But without and answer, Yuri pulled down the almost non-existent g-string and performed something that had Wolfram curling his toes and screaming into a pillow from immense pleasure.
Yuri almost chocked from the swallowing action which made him cough, sneeze and made some come back out of his nose.
"Where did you learn that?" panted Wolfram, almost out of breath from screaming.
"I like lollipops," smiled Yuri innocently.
"I know what you'd like more," said Wolfram suggestively. "A repeat of last night's performance, perhaps?"
Wolfram pushed Yuri onto his back and foxed his way across the bed, kissing Yuri's body until he reached his lips. Wolfram pashed and touched Yuri's body all over, running his fingers over his lover's soft skin. Yuri was quickly aroused. He then grabbed the other condom that Conrad had given Yuri.
'Thank you Conrad,' thought Yuri as his companion smeared lubricant on the condom that was already in place. This was so it wouldn't be so cold. This time, Wolfram would be in control. He put his hands on Yuri's shoulders to hold him down as he slowly lent back, as if sitting in Yuri's lap and forced himself down hard. Yuri's toes curled with excitement. He never could have imagined anything like this. It was hot… it was sexy… and it was with another guy!
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Wolfram had snuck back to his room and Yuri was left lying naked on the massive 'Royal Bed' running the events of the last twelve hours through his head. First he had had a fight with Wolfram, then proposed to him, almost kissed him in the bath, then slept with him… twice! Not to mention that other favour. Just the thought of it turned him on. Yet he was still confused. Just a week ago, all he wanted was to find a decent girlfriend!
The sun had now risen and the footsteps of the palace maids could be heard coming towards the 'Royal Chambers'.
'Ah, breakfast' thought Yuri.
The door swung open quickly and was shut immediately.
"So… how was it?" asked a familiar voice excitedly.
Yuri sat up abruptly to see who it was, still naked and with nothing to cover him.
"Conrad?" Yuri shouted, startled (being naked and all), by the boldness of the question.
"Well, it was… No! Nothing happened!" he stuttered, trying to cover up the situation.
"Well, it couldn't have been a half bad night, your Majesty. Both condom rappers are empty. And I assume you didn't use them as balloons." Conrad chuckled at his own lame joke. "Your Highness…" Conrad started.
"Please Conrad, call me Yuri!" he pleaded. "And can you look away until I get some clothes on?"
"Yuri. I want you to understand, you can tell me anything." Conrad assured him. "And we both have the same anatomy, Sire. Except, yours is quite large for such a small king!"
"But he's your brother, Conrad!" replied Yuri, again blushing at the compliment towards his big package.
"All the better! That means I have dirt on him. No, I'm just joking your maj…umm, Yuri. Please, just humour me?" insisted Conrad.
"Ok. It was good!" answered Yuri, very shy talking about the experience and of course sitting there naked didn't help.
"Only good? All the others have said Lord Wolfram was their best ever" replied Conrad mindlessly.
"What do you mean, 'all the others'?" Yuri questioned frantically.
"Well, the only way a new recruit can have a successful application into Lord Von Bielefelt's private army is to prove they can withstand his strength!" he explained.
"That's ridiculous!" retorted Yuri, outraged. "Wolfram said that I was his first! But what do you mean 'prove they can withstand his strength'?"
"Well, Lord Wolfram is strong, and likes to give it rough so if they can…" Conrad started before being interrupted yet again by Yuri's ranting.
"Wait a minute…Wolfram wasn't giving it to anyone!" said Yuri, angered by the feeling of deceit.
"Oh… you mean… Wolfram let you inside him?" Conrad asked, almost shocked.
"Twice!" bragged Yuri, although still extremely cut up at Wolfram for lying to him.
Conrad broke down into tears of laughter. "Wolfram was the Bitch!" he splattered trying to keep it in. Yuri too could see the lighter side of it now. He gave a small grin at Conrad as a member of the service staff finally entered the room with Yuri's breakfast.
"So Conrad," Yuri looked at the man who was still pulling himself together, "What's on the agenda for today?"
The maid noticed that the King was naked. So blushing, she placed down the breakfast tray and left the room as quickly as possible.
Still with a small amount of hilarity in his voice Conrad answered. "You're needed for consultancy on some redecorations to the palace. Look at the time. You're going to have to skip breakfast today; you're already late for the appointment… come along Yuri"