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There we go, another one-shot, but I won't tell you which couple! Find out on your own! (Though, it's pretty obvious ._.) I hope you're having fun while reading this, and as always, I'd love to see a few reviews.

For this one, I kind of make up a backstory which is based on the first chapter (though I didn't intend to do this at all... but well...) ;)

And the usual warnings: I do not own KKM, Slashfic/Yaoi/Lemon/Ho Yay :D


Gunter could easily tell that this was the happiest and the saddest day of his life.

They had planned today's event for over a year, and everything went perfect so far. The ceremony, the buffet and now everybody was getting started for the dancing. He inhaled deeply and sighed.

The most wonderful moment was clearly seeing Yuri and Conrad standing in front of Ulrike, swearing eternal love to each other in their own words. Nearly everybody in the temple cried at this display of true, pure love. And Gunther was the one crying more than anybody else, of course. The wedding couple seemed so happy and yet had only eyes for each other.

Two years ago, Conrad and Yuri really had the balls to walk hand-in-hand in front of the whole family (including Wolfram), and tell them right away, that they loved and wanted to marry each other. And it payed out well for them – now they entered the dancing stage, ready to begin their wedding-waltz, that was preserved for only the both of them.

Wolfram was still hurt at this „betrayal" as he called it, completely missing the point he never had a real relationship with Yuri and that the proposal was just an accident. He had stared to the floor during the whole wedding ceremony without just looking up once. Gunter, who was sitting beside him all the time, was sure he couldn't stand the view of the very-in-love couple.

And Gunter could understand that – kind of.

On this day, the white-haired man felt something die inside himself. He had a crush on Yuri since the first day they met. As cute and adoring their heika was, how could he not, anyways? He was always around his young king, teaching him, worrying for him, arranging everything he needed or wanted. But now Yuri was a married man and Gunter felt kind of bad for desiring another one's man. Not that any of them didn't deserve it or he wasn't so happy for them, but... it was complicated. Gunter was so confused, and another sigh escaped his lips. He couldn't stand this either.

And with that thought, he rushed to the door, hiding the tears coming up again, to flee from all those disgustingly happy people. He wanted to be alone.


Her gaze was on him all the time. Gwendal shifted on his seat once again, just wanting to have Anissina far, far away, without this permanent gaze that was literally crying 'You are so going to dance with me afterwards...' It scared the living hell out of him.

The dark-haired mazoku suddenly got distracted by the flattering of white robes beside him. Gunter was walking outside the hall at very fast pace. Something was definitely not right, he knew his long-time mentor well enough by now. Gwendal quickly rose to his feet to follow him, feeling something very strange in the older man's behaviour. That this was also the perfect chance to escape Anissina was the last he would come to think of now.

He quickly ran right after Gunter, who just disappeared behind the corner of a hedge, as Gwendal got outside to the garden of the castle.

Anyway, Gunter couldn't hide from him much longer. He had to be somewhere around here.

The white-haired mazoku was sitting on a bench, in the corner between some large trees and bushes, where nobody would see him easily from the entrance to the castle. He had his face covered in his hands, leaning forward while resting his elbows on his knees, and he was obviously shaking of the sobs running through him.

Gwendal approached him, and if Gunter noticed it, he didn't show anything.

The older man was sobbing and crying loudly. He didn't care at all as the younger one sat down beside him.

„Don't you think it would help you to talk to me? What's up?", Gwendal asked him softly after a few minutes of seeing the counselor just sitting there in pain.

Gunter looked up to him, his white hair glittering in the moonlight as it slid down from behind his shoulder. He sighed deeply, his usually so cheery face now sad and his eyes red and swollen from crying. „Seriously, I have no clue what's truly the point, Gwendal," he answered slowly, „I am so happy for Conrad and Yuri, and yet I'm somehow... feeling bad... I'm kind of jealous, but I shouldn't, not in any way and especially not at them, they fought so hard and had to get through so many trouble to get that far. It's just not fair. However, here I am, depressed and crying like a wimp, on a day I should party with his majesty, since it's his great day." He sobbed again.

„But- Gunter", the dark-haired man started, trying to find the words to comfort the older one, but he didn't get far. The latter was trembling with tears again, shaking while hiding his face in his hands.

Gwendal had so much pity on him. Unfulfilled love was a cruel thing, and to Gunter's usually so happy, optimistic manner it was plain punishment. He had never seen him that incredibly down. And because he never had to treat him in such a situation, Gwendal had no clue what he could or possibly should do. So he decided to say nothing and just lay his arm around Gunter's trembling shoulder.

Gunter froze immediately, turning his head to the younger mazoku, a gentle look in his eyes.

„You know, I haven't had a single relationship in like- decades," he muttered, „and in that matter I'm just a man as anybody else, with feelings and... now and then, physical urges. I haven't fallen for anybody all this time. And now he comes along, breaks my heart without even knowing it, and left me standing here, all by myself. Though I have been alone for all those past years, I never felt so alone like right now."

„You are not, Gunter. Not in any way," Gwendal calmed him down, pulling his friend into a tight hug. „We stayed on each other's side for so long now. I'm always there if you need me." My god, that sounds cheesy, he thought. However, it was the only thing he came to think of for the moment.

„Thank you," he heard Gunter mutter as he lay his head against the younger one's shoulder, leaning into their embrace.

That way they sat there for countless minutes. Gwendal had completely lost his feeling for the time passing by. All he felt was Gunter's warm body in his arms, breathing slowly. He enjoyed the mere physical contact, for he hadn't had this for a long time, he realized. It felt so good.

But it was already night, and the temperature was falling rapidly. The dark-haired male suddenly got goosebumps.

„Gunter," he cleared his throat. „It's getting really cold. What about moving inside to have a bath? Would probably be the best to warm up a bit. We just use the other entrance to the castle in order to not meet anyone of the wedding party. Okay?"

Gunter just nodded wearily. But as Gwendal got to his feet, offering his hand to the older one, he noticed the loss of warmth Gunter spent to his body. He shivered, quickly pulling the white- haired man up and walking him to the castle.


They entered Gunter's rooms, where Gwendal went straight to the private bathroom, getting the tub filled with hot water.

„Want some tea?" he asked Gunter.

The latter responded again just by nodding. He's so incredibly depressed, I almost can't look at this. Gwendal wanted nothing more than to cheer his mentor up, so he left for the kitchen, pouring some tea quickly and went back to the older one's rooms.

Gunter was sitting on the bed, staring at the floor, as he was before when the dark-haired mazoku left.

„Now, come on, Gunter. To the bathroom with you."

„Only if you come with me," the younger one barely understood those muttered words. He was surprised.

„If I can be of any help, then of course," he answered.

The white-haired man stood up and followed Gwendal into the bathroom, where the tea was already standing on top of a small table beside the tub. It was easily large enough for two people, and it was also filled with steaming warm water by now. They both got rid of their clothes, and only dressed with a towel each, they entered the tub, sitting next to each other.

Gunter was looking into the bottom of the tub sternly. His gaze was sad and clouded, and Gwendal beside him just again had no clue how to cheer him up. As he noticed from the corner of his eye, his mentor tried to say something but couldn't quite speak it out, he just moved his lips, then closed them again.

„What is it?" Gwendal addressed him directly, trying not so sound too harsh.

„M-May I... uhm..." Gunter stumbled, „you know, like... before..." He moved his head towards the younger one's shoulder. The other one got it immediately and lay his arm around his shoulder, pulling him close again. Gunter clunge to the taller one's body, sighing softly.

„Really, I'm so glad that you're here right now, Gwendal," he said with his eyes closed. The latter thought he had noticed the small sight of a smile on Gunter's face again, so he pulled the other one into his arms as before. Though the touch of bare skin onto bare skin was pretty electrifying, he tried to stay calm. This is Gunter you're holding in your arm, he reminded himself. Gunter...


As time passed by, Gwendal had again no clue how late at night it was. He just enjoyed Gunter's warm body on his own, adding some hot water to the tub whenever it had cooled down a bit. Gunter seemed to sleep by now, and Gwendal caught himself at running his fingers through the wonderful, fluffy hair of his counselor. The lower part was wet from the bath, but it made the hair silky and smooth when he touched it. Completely lost in thought, the younger mazoku allowed his digits to reach for Gunter's neck, sliding down the long, white hair on his back, all down his spine. He hadn't touched anyone for a long time, and right now, he was just happy by a hug of his friend, playing with the other one's hair.

Pretty childish, he chuckled softly. And began to run down his hand from Gunter's neck once again, feeling every muscle and bone of this well-shaped, trained body. His finger landed on the other man's shoulder blade. Gwendal stopped a few seconds, then he traced the outlines of the bone with his index finger lightly, all down to the edge, back upwards, tracing his fingers through the curtains of hair, and along Gunter's shoulder.

By now at least, Gunter was awake again, as he suddenly shifted his position lightly, turning the hand that was wrapped loosely between the both of them until now and putting it onto Gwendals chest. And by accident, one of the fingers landed on his nipple. Gwendal had to suppress a moan, and got confirmed this way, that this was a very sensitive spot of his. And now Gunter's hand was laying there. Oh snap. He closed his eyes.

Gwendal realized that desires arose within his body that he hadn't felt for a long time. How could I suppress this for so long? He exhaled deeply. And why is it Gunter waking them again? Without noticing it, his hand had kept on caressing Gunter's back all the time. Just light, innocent touches, as his palms ran down through the other one's hair, back up to the shoulders, wanting nothing more than to feel the other person.

But he wouldn't mind a little more right now for sure.


Gunter opened his eyes again, feeling deeply relaxed due to Gwendal's body. The refreshing smell of the hot water and the man next to him really helped him get to bounce back. He quickly noticed what had woken him – the always-frowning man's hand running up and down his back gently. The older one loved the sweet sensations which this treatment gave him.

So he just rested his head a little longer on Gwendal's neck, inhaling the smell of his dark hair bound as usual in a ponytail. Now that's kind of unfair. Have I ever seen him with his hair open?

Gunter noticed his position had gotten pretty uncomfortable over the last... hours? - So he sat back a bit, holding his hand down on the younger mazoku's chest, not at all unintended, but the reaction he got was... unexpected. Gwendal twitched, barely notable, but definitely, and his breath came way to harsh out of a sudden. Got you, Gunter thought, somehow very pleased with himself.

He rose his other hand, which had hung down wearily all the time, somewhere against the side wall of the bath tub. He reached for the hair tie that bound the black hair beside him together and before Gwendal even noticed it or could protest, the long hair was falling loose all around his shoulders – including Gunter's head. He blew the strands out of his face, looking up at the still stunned mazoku. He looked simply incredible. Gunter hadn't seen him like that ever before.

He felt his body's reaction also immediately. By Shinou, Gwendal got his fantasies running wild. Why the hell him? He still stared at the tall, dark and handsome man beside him, while caressing the long, black strands of hair with his hand as the other one had done before with his own. He was no boy, like Yuri. He was a grown-up man, he always knew what he wanted, and didn't reject to get to his goals stubbornly. Their eyes met. Purple ones locked with piercing blue ones. Gunter could clearly see a fire glowing inside of them and the hardness between his legs just told all to well what he obviously needed right now.

And he didn't want to waste that opportunity, throwing everything he dared into the ring. So Gunter reached his hand for Gwendal's neck, pulling him down a bit to kiss him. He felt no resistance at all from the latter, so he moved up a bit in order to reach eye level.

They were kissing each other hungrily, smelling, tasting, and touching as much as they could get from the other one. The pleasure was overwhelming after so much time of unintended abstinence. Every little touch and bruise of their lips released a firework of sensations inside the two of them, and it got hotter and more passionate with every second.

Suddenly, Gunter felt the younger one's hands on his hips, pulling him firmly onto his lap, and in order to sit comfortable, the white-haired mazoku spread his legs to to both sides of the other one's thighs. Their lips didn't even part during this procedure. The full skin contact became now even more intense, and both realized what this would lead to if they kept on.

Gwendal broke the kiss, breathing heavily.

„Gunter, I don't want to explain myself," he panted, „All I can offer and will gladly give to you if you want, is this night. Just the two of us. And no word afterwards, if you don't want to."

His deep, husky voice rang in Gunter's ears. So sexy – if I could just get that voice to moan my name. „Oh, don't worry. If I wouldn't want this, I had stopped this from the very beginning." He smirked at the younger man.

Gwendal pulled him closer again, their tongues meeting as they shared another hot kiss, and both explored the body of the other one with their hands. Gunter loved placing his hands on the dark-haired mazoku's chest, as he knew from before that he was very sensitive there. This already got Gwendal to moan softly, and with his eyes still closed, he ran his flat hands around every single spot on Gunter's trained, slender torso, at last gripping his waist and grinding his hips into Gunter's.

Only the two thin layers of the towel's wet fabric separated their cocks from each other. They were fully aware of this as they looked into each other's eyes while the kiss was still ongoing. Gunter rubbed his crotch at the other one's, and he was rewarded with another horny groan of Gwendal.

„Gwen-" he also moaned, breathing heavily, as he finally got his mouth out of the other one's range. Said one smirked at him.

„Let's get out of here," he just answered. Gunter knew well enough what he meant and got to his feet, his wet towel shaping a tent on his loins. He also noticed Gwendal's gaze on his hidden member, so he eased the situation by turning around, leaving the tub and throwing away the wet towel to grab a dry one.

Als Gwendal stepped outside the bath as well, Gunter couldn't turn off his eyes. As if the long, open hair on his back and his beautiful body wouldn't look unbelievably sexy enough, he had left the towel in the water. Completely naked, clearly showing his throbbing erection, he walked towards Gunter, reaching out his hand for another towel. The white-haired counselor was almost to stunned to give one to him. And he had never hurried so much to get himself dry.


Gwendal watched Gunter searching his bathroom for something. It didn't last long, though, until he had a small phial in his hands.

„Fragrance Oil," he explained with another smirk, walking outside the room with the small bottle, towards his bed. The room was wonderfully warmed up by the fireplace. The dark-haired male followed him quickly, as he watched the slim figure in the dim, red light of the fire walking elegant to the bed. He was perfect, in any way. And Gwendal desired him, only him, right now, with every fiber of his being.

He quickly stood behind Gunter, grabbing him and pinning him to the wall next to the bed. The white-haired man shivered at touching the cold stone wall at his back, but Gwendal made him forget soon enough with a hot, hungry kiss. Both of them were completely naked, and their hard-ons touched and rubbed each other firmly. He felt Gunter moan quietly and also squirm again. As his hands reached for his back, Gwendal noticed the wall was indeed very cold.

Turning Gunter around during the kiss, he moved them towards the bed and quickly pulled the sheets over them. That way they lay beside the other one, caressing each other with their hands and mouths, just enjoying to feel the attraction and desire towards another person again.

Gwendal shivered with bliss as he felt Gunter moving on top of him, popping the phial of oil open and reaching for the dark-haired man's hand. He poured some oil into the younger one's hand, relocked the phial and put it aside. He looked at the older one suspiciously and irritated. However, he got it pretty fast what Gunter was up to. He just captured the oiled hand, lifted his own body up and moved it to Gwendal's own cock, closing the palms around it and leading the younger one by holding his hand firmly with his own. Then he started to pump.

The sensation of the oil making it so easy for his hand to slip up and down his erection was something new to Gwendal. It was simply amazing. Or maybe that was just because of Gunter's hand which was still laying on his own, guiding him the way he wanted. He didn't want this to stop and it almost brought him over the edge – but suddenly, Gunter held his hand on its place, not moving any further. Seems like he looks right through me. Gwendal panted. He wanted so much more of this.

Gunter smiled at him impishly and removed his hand. Gwendal immediately continued pumping his cock lustfully. It was also long ago that he even touched himself. But he knew he couldn't do this too long, he didn't want to finish it that way. There was a way much more appealing to do that.


Gunter looked down at Gwendal in pure surprise and bliss. The view of the other one stroking himself while moaning in pleasure, thrusting his head back into the pillows, was too beautiful to be true. And damn, Gwendal was so hot. His tall, perfectly shaped body, every muscle tensed right now...

He thought he had to stop him again, but then perception lighted up in Gwendal's face. It seemed like he got Gunter's intentions and removed his oiled hand, lifting up the other one to flip the white-haired man over onto his back. Now he used his opportunity to caress the older one's member, stroking it while moving his oiled hand down to Gunter's entrance, circling it softly.

Gunter arched his back at the sweet pleasure running through his body as Gwendal shoved his first finger in. He panted heavily.

„Oh wow," he just stumbled.

Gwendal smirked. „How does it feel?"

„Feels very pleasant..."

„Go on. If you talk to me, I'll do what you want me to."

Gunter smirked. Oh, you know so well what you're doing.

„I-I want... I want you to thrust in and out a little bit," he managed.

He moaned loud as he felt the other one's finger do just what he begged for.

„A little upwards," he added, and with the next shove, Gwendal hit his prostate dead on.

„Ah! Gwen!" Gunter almost screamed, his chest rising and falling rapidly now.

„Another finger... please."

The dark-haired mazoku smiled brightly, removing the finger and replacing it with two of them. Gunter was twitching at the wonderful feeling. He groaned, snapping his eyes open and grasping for air.

Without having told him anything further, Gwendal began to stroke Gunter's member again, a lustful gaze at his body. He must be an amazing view to the younger one right now. And by Shinou, I can't bear this any more.

„Gwen," he muttered with his now husky voice, rising his hand to the other one's neck to pull him down. „I need you so badly right now. Please, release me." He hushed into Gwendals ears, which made the latter shiver with anticipation.

He needn't be told that a second time. Gunter felt the fingers slowly leaving his body, leaving a still unsolved desire, until there was already Gwendals member lined up with his entrance, and soon there was a minor streching pain at his entrance.

Gently, watching his lover carefully, Gwendal worked his way inside. Every inch was so pleasant to Gunter, the feeling of being filled completely, of having the other one's manhood fully inside himself was so intense, he had to beg immediately for a pause.


Gwendal watched the slender figure underneath him carefully. He was close to the edge already by himself, and seeing Gunter that close to his orgasm was also hard to get him stopped. He closed his eyes to get back his self-control. Even if it will be just this night, I want it to be an unforgettable one for the both of us.

„Are you okay?" he asked the older one worried.

„Yes, please... you can move now," Gunter panted.

And he did. Moving slowly out, the same way in again, and all that without any hurry, he enjoyed every single thrust. He could clearly see that Gunter was enjoying it as well, he twitched and shivered every time he shoved his cock up his ass. The moaning and panting of the beautiful white-haired man was the sweetest thing he could get for all this. So he stopped again to not loose control and distracted Gunter by kissing him slowly, softly onto his lips, slipping his tongue around the other one's lips, begging for entrance.

Gunter shivered with bliss as he felt Gwendal's tongue in his mouth again. The latter continued to thrust in and out very gently. They both were panting heavily by now, it was so intense to feel each other so close.

„Gwen, please..." Gunter coughed, „Pretty please..." He got pulled down again, and he felt the older one's hot breath on his neck as he whispered into his ear: „Please come. Come to me, I want to hear you screaming my name..."

It was too much. Too much for Gwendal to bear with, too hot to resist. He thrust harder into Gunter, grinding his hips into the other one's, and he knew he had hit the latter's prostate again as Gunter release a loud groan, climaxing immediately.

„Gwen!" he heard him moan blissfully.

And with one last thrust, he also hit his orgasm hard, groaning Gunter's name in his deep voice. He grasped for air, breathing heavily as he calmed down from the sweet experience. They looked at each other, and as their eyes locked, they both smiled gently.

Gwendal noticed his arms had gotten numb, and he pulled out to lay next to his lover.

That way, they lay in each other's arms, looking outside the window, where the sun had just begun to rise again. The sky was brightly red and yellow, and no clouds were hiding it.

„So, our night is over," Gwendal sighed. He couldn't hide his disappointment.

„Yeah, this night," Gunter responded. „However, there's always a morning belonging to the night. Followed by another day, and another night." He looked directly into Gwendal's eyes. „Do you want to spend the next one with me?"

„I'd love to," the dark-haired one smiled.

„And the one after that?"

„Also," he grinned.

Gunter flipped himself around, landing on top of Gwendal, just to kiss him lovingly once more. The kiss seemed to last forever, and it was different from the one's before. Everything they felt for each other was included in it. They needn't tell each other about the love they felt for the other one. They simply knew it.

Gunter reached for the phial of oil again, popping it open. He smirked.

„I don't know how you feel about it, but I still can't get enough of you. But anyway, now it's my turn," Gunter winked at the smirking mazoku underneath him. Gwendal just pulled him back into his arms.


Finished! Wow. I'm pretty pleased with myself, I like this one a lot.

This time, I tried to describe the POVs clearer and not mix them up (like I did in the first chapter...).

And what I wanted to say: always use condoms, even though the both of them don't do it here (I usually do this in my fanfics as long as it fits into the story. Here, it doesn't.) ;)

I wanted to get this done quicker, but tvtropes completely distracted me. Damn you! *shakes fist* You'll even find a few tropes in this text (I only noticed the terms when I read over it afterwards! I swear! xD). And there's a hilarious page even for „Kyou kara maou". Be sure to check it out!

So, I hope you enjoyed the chapter. I really don't know which couple will be next.

Anyway, I'd be very happy if you leave me a short review :)

Thanks and see you soon! *wave* nami