Oneshot for the Holidays
By Loveless1617
Author's Note: Thank you everyone for reading thus far.
(I had the best time writing this fanfic and reading the reviews this past year)
There's not a whole lot to say, so now, the final featured presentation: Enjoy~
Chapter 13: Christmas
'Last Christmas'
It didn't take long to realize
That what happened back there probably wasn't an affair.
I believe in Yuuri at least that much.
Though, what I don't like about what he did
Was not the fact that he hid something from me,
Nor was it that he let another man into the bed we share;
Though that does hurt to some extent...
What hurts the most was that
He didn't even bother to really try and stop me
When I told him that I was leaving him—
"A-Achoo!" Wolfram sneezed and fell forward into the bed that his Uncle Waltora let him use for the time he stayed away from the castle. He wiped his nose with a soft tissue and slumped back into the warm comforters. He pulled the covers over his head and rolled over to his side.
Of course, nothing's official—
And he's writing endless amounts of letters with apologizes
But honestly…
I thought that Yuuri might…
At least come here in person…
To try and stop me…
He had to admit that it was extremely selfish of him to test Yuuri's feelings like that: even more so because he couldn't make up his mind on whether or not he wanted Yuuri here. But Wolfram couldn't help but want to know if he really was in love with him. He doesn't know why Yuuri was being stubborn about it this whole time, but it's obvious that he won't tell him that he loves him.
But at least if he showed it…
Wolfram went through another violent fit of sneezing before he settled back down again into the bed. He quickly took another remedy that a doctor provided for him and swallowed it down with an herbal tea.
His sudden fatigue and dizziness was yet another reminder of the flu he had contracted for the past couple of weeks. But according to the doctors, "it wasn't as bad as it seemed".
Wolfram slipped back into the blankets and tried to rest a bit more before his uncle would come back with more letters.
Every single day, it's been the same ritual over and over again: His uncle would gather any letters that were sent to his estate from Blood Pledge Castle and bring them over to Wolfram before he went off to his own duties. Wolfram would then open up whatever letters he received from family, but any from Yuuri would be dumped somewhere on the floor, unopened.
If he has something to say, then come here and say it himself!
Geez, that stupid idiot…
His mind started to wander off as his conscienceness slipped away from him…
His condition worsened as the weather grew worse with it: a pattern of stormy, gusting blizzards with howling winds and a setting darkness that fell early into the day, the snow blanketing itself outside his window over everything and anything it covered.
It was only during the bright, sunny mornings through the break of day or so when the skies cleared up. And that only lasted a few hours now…
Wolfram wanted to toss and turn in bed and make a scene, but he couldn't—
He was bedridden to the point where his eyes burned with the tears that flowed from his fever. He shivered when a gust from some nearby vent came rushing through his covers and crept onto his skin.
I know it seems like I'm playing hard to get but honestly, I'm just anxious-
Where is this relationship with Yuuri supposed to go?
Am I going to have to wait forever for him to tell him he loves me?
Or is it going to end before it even happens?
I keep telling myself that our relationship is okay,
but it's not...
It seems like the only basis for relationship is for sex,
and I don't want that.
Other than sex, I have to admit that there's hardly anything to our relationship at all-
Even if I interpreted the moments to be that Yuuri loves me, I never heard him say it.
Not even during the first time...
he touched me...
["Ne, Wolfram~"
"What?" Wolfram asked, after having a fight with Yuuri because of his "cheating" tendencies.
"...Do you really love me that much?" He asked, playing with Wolfram's golden locks of hair as he watched him pull away.
"W-W-What?" He blushed a deep, scarlet red. "Why are you—?"
"Well, I mean, there's plenty of other guys, right? So why—?" Wolfram quickly smacked his hands away.
"What other guys? I've only ever been faithful to you!" Wolfram shouted.
"W-Well yeah, but—"
"Don't twist your words around to make it seem like I'm the cheater!" Wolfram screamed, about to start another one of his long, lecturing rants about his cheating. "Even though I said—"
But before he could speak another word, Yuuri's lips locked onto his and his hands made his way around his waist.
Wolfram blinked back in complete and utter shock.
But he couldn't, no, didn't refuse—
After breaking from their short, yet most sweet and intimate kiss, Wolfram couldn't look up.
"W-What was that…?"
"…Wolfram, I always thought you were pretty~" He whispered, while breathing into the sides of his neck.
"What are you—?" But he still hadn't gotten a response to his first question, let alone registered the kiss they had just shared.
Why…
"I think... I'm starting to like you, Wolfram." Yuuri murmured, lovingly into his ears. "You've been so adorable and pretty lately. And you smell so good too," He nuzzled the nape of his neck and breathed in the arousing aroma excreted from his body.
"A-Ah~!" Wolfram shuddered when he slipped a hand underneath his blazer and crawled over his skin.
"Hey, can I touch you?" Yuuri whispered, turning his chin around to face him. "I want to touch-"
But before Yuuri could finish, he was pushed onto the bed. Wolfram sat on top of him and wrapped his arms around him. He pulled him close and kissed him, bobbing his head back and forth in an effort to seduce him.
After finally pulling away, Wolfram slowly opened his eyes.
"Yes, Yuuri~" He cried happily, wrapping his body around his. "Hold me~"
"You're so pretty…" He muttered again, as if he was in some drunken state. He pulled him onto his lap and kissed him again, each kiss drowning him into a pool of pleasure as his tongue lapped over the insides of his mouth. He could feel the tingling sensation of his breathe and his body's reaction to his touch.]
And everything else after that was just a blur in his mind. He could only make out moments when he regained a bit of his consciousness:
Even though it was both our first times having sex, I was the one who had to "teach him" how. Even so, there really wasn't anything for me to teach…
["Wow, it's so wet inside." Yuuri panted, as he fingered his insides.
"Nnn!" He flinched. " S-Shut up…" He muttered, while whimpering. "Uuu~"
"Haha, is this how it feels to be inside someone?" He asked him, watching as he writhed under him. "You're so cute~"
Wolfram blushed in embarrassment, though his heart fluttered in bliss.
"You…" He didn't want to, but he couldn't hide his blushing, ecstatic expression. "You wimp!" He wrapped his arms around him and pulled him close. "You can't let me go, now, you idiot…" He shuddered when Yuuri tried to push his erection inside him. "You have to hold me, okay?" He gritted his teeth, as Yuuri struggled to get inside him.
"Wolfram, you're too tight…" He gently bit his ears. "Loosen up~"
"A-Ah~~" A shrilled cry escaped his moistened lips. "Yuuri, hurry~"
"I know…" Yuuri felt his muscles tighten around his heated erection, which,
although it was resisting at first, slowly sucked him in. ]
I have to admit that it was awkward afterwards, but our relationship just seemed to continue from there. But still, there was only that one time, (which, even now, seems so passive and forgetful) when he only hinted at the fact that he might like me...
And now…
Wolfram turned once more in his bed, only to be interrupted in his thoughts when his Uncle Waltora came in and demanded for him to go back to the castle. Or as he put it, "It's unacceptable for the Maou's fiancée to be apart from our King for such a long period of time over another one of your trivial fights!"
As soon as he heard "trivial fights", Wolfram knew that his uncle had yet to be aware of the situation before he left.
"It's not just another fight…" Wolfram muttered in a fit, though it came out hoarse and weak.
"It's only a matter of time before you have to go back. Especially with another ball tonight, your presence is needed there. You must attend to your duties at the castle. How on earth do you think you can get away with skipping for your own convenience?"
"…" He held some truth in his words, but he was missing the point of his absence at the castle. Of course, telling him the whole story and explaining his fight with Yuuri would only be troublesome and not really worth his time at the moment.
Besides, he wanted as much sleep as he could get before even contemplating his return.
"I'm sick, uncle." Wolfram grumbled, then slilpped back into bed under the covers.
"Maou-heika has been badgering me over the past few days over your return. And now he has finally demanded for your return to Blood Pledge Castle." He sat on the chair next to him. "Besides, it seems like you've kept him waiting long enough, right?" Though he left no room for opposition with the way he said things.
"I just need time to myself right now." Wolfram muttered, knowing just how much it sounded like some excuse. But at the same time, he really did feel like he needed the extra time.
"He told me to send you a message, personally, since you haven't been receiving his letters." Waltora cleared his voice and announced: "Wolfram, I'm really sorry and I know you're very upset, but please come back to the castle. Greta and I miss you and we both want you to come back. I've only been waiting here because I know you needed time to yourself, but isn't it time to come back already?"
Wolfram scoffed at his last few lines, but he didn't bother to comment.
"…"
"Go back." Waltora merely said, before standing back up. He walked over to the opened door, but stopped before leaving to add, "I'll send for a carriage to come by the afternoon, so you get ready by then."
"…alright…" Wolfram quietly mumbled, before turning the bedsheets over him.
Waltora frowned at his lack of energy, but accepted his reply nonetheless.
After hearing the door close behind him, Wolfram relaxed.
(Being near his uncle just always made him tense.)
"…I shouldn't have said yes…" He mumbled, before slowly sitting up. "But I guess… I should at least get ready, right? To say goodbye…"
Wolfram finally came to a decision: if anything, he would leave.
He couldn't take the idea any longer. He couldn't stand it if Yuuri wasn't who he thought he was, and he couldn't help but feel as if he's wasted all his energy into a relationship that was going for a dead-end.
"I need to clear everything up if I want to leave though. So if I can at least say goodbye…" He frowned.
I am not looking forward to this…
~V~V~V~
Indeed, the carriage that Uncle Waltora had arranged finally arrived by noon and Wolfram solemnly made his way back to Blood Pledge Castle.
Despite how pretty the palace became with its colorful lights and how everyone was bustling with holiday spirit, he could only await the final moments in which something in their relationship would be decided.
Because for the first time, Wolfram would confront him.
It's not like he has a choice anymore...
He can't just ignore what happened on Thanksgiving, after all.
He finally made his way to Yuuri's office. He was about to open the door, but he had to take another step back.
What if this wasn't really the right thing to do?
I mean, would it even make a difference if I confronted him?
Because the only thing that would probably happen...
Is that I'd leave him...
Do I really want to leave Yuuri?
He didn't have another second to think things through before the door to Yuuri's office burst open. Wolfram looked up to see a maid walk out with a tray filled with tea cups and saucers.
"Your highness," she bowed in front of him and walked away.
Yuuri, then, spun around from his chair in anticipation and looked up.
"Wolfram...?"
Wolfram turned from where the maid last stood to where Yuuri sat at now.
He sighed, then looked up and took one step forward.
"Hi..." He muttered, not knowing what else to say.
Yuuri quickly stood up from his chair.
He went around the desk and made his way over to Wolfram.
"Um, are you feeling better?" Yuuri asked, nervously. "I heard you were sick this whole time, so..."
Wolfram nodded and replied, "I'm all right now..."
He bit his lips and looked away. .
Being with him now...
It just makes me not want to leave him~
B-But I know...
"Wolfram, I-"
"W-Wait!" Wolfram flinched, backing away.
"What?"
"I-I just came..." He looked down. "I just came because-"
Knowing where he was going with this conversation, Yuuri quickly tried to let him listen to his explanation.
"Please-" Yuuri pleaded, pulling Wolfram close. "I want to talk about what happened! I need to explain myself, Wolfram! Because if anything-"
"No, I don't want to know~" Wolfram suddenly cried, trying to pull away from Yuuri's grasp.
"Please, Wolfram? Nothing happened, really-"
"I said I don't want to know!" Wolfram tried pulling away, but Yuuri wouldn't let go of him. "Let go~"
"Wolfram, come here-" Yuuri pulled on his hand. "Let's at least talk it out, okay? In the bedroom..."
Yuuri tried to pull him along, but Wolfram hit his hand away.
"No!" He screamed.
"Why not?" Yuuri screamed. "Why won't you let me explain?" Yuuri gripped his hand tighter.
Wolfram winced, then tried to pull away once more.
"Yuuri, you're hurting me!" he frantically tried to pull away.
"At least hear me out, Wolfram!" Yuuri tried to pull him to their room. "I waited this long, haven't I? I let you stay at your Uncle's castle this whole time. Haven't I given you enough time away? So at least listen to what I have to say." Yuuri pulled him along roughly, since Wolfram still refused to follow along quietly.
"No! I don't want to!" Wolfram screamed, trying to hit him. But now that he was more muscularly built and maybe even a bit stronger than he was, Yuuri seemed to feel nothing. "Let go!"
Yuuri finally picked him up and carried him there.
"No!" Wolfram screamed, while flailing his legs and screaming. "Don't take me there!"
Now that they were in front of their bedroom, Wolfram kicked even harder to try and get away. "No, I don't want to talk! I just want to leave!"
But Yuuri ignored him and opened the door.
"No! Who else do you plan to sleep with in there?" He cried, though Yuuri gave no answer.
Because it's complete nonsense. Who would I sleep with in here except you, Wolfram...?
Yuuri felt Wolfram finally give up in defeat, as he stopped struggling. Yuuri just gently set him down on their bed.
"I just want to leave..." Wolfram cried.
"Wolfram..." Yuuri sat down next to him and put his hands on his shoulders. "Why won't you listen to what i have to say?" But Wolfram gave him no reply. "You've been acting different for awhile now, and I thought it would be best to leave you to figure it out on your own, but you're upset about something and I want to know what it is."
Wolfram just turned away.
"At least talk about it, Wolfram. I sent you countless letters telling you that nothing happened on Thanksgiving. But even before that, you were upset about something. What? Did I do something wrong?" Yuuri asked.
"..."
"Please, Wolfram. I want to know what you're thinking-" Yuuri pulled him into his arms. "Please tell me?"
"I hate this..." Wolfram muttered quietly.
"W-What?"
"I hate... when you're so nice to me. I hate it when you're sweet-talking me, and giving me things, and being romantic." Wolfram gritted his teeth and turned away. "I hate it so much when you act like you might like me."
Wolfram looked up into Yuuri's face, looking like he was about to cry. Then he looked away again.
"Wolfram, I'm not acting-"
"But you see, even though I hate it, I can't help but fall for you whenever you're nice to me! As much as I hate it, I want you so much, so I don't want to care anymore." Wolfram covered his eyes, trying to keep himself from crying. "I...I don't care if you cheat on me... I don't even care if you hurt me. But please don't... just don't leave me for another man..." Wolfram cried. He collapsed on top of him silently and Yuuri could feel Wolfram's body tremble from underneath. His head was bent low, as his tears threatened to overflow; his hair hiding the hurt expression on his pretty face. His body appeared to be very weak and frail, as his shaking hands clutched onto Yuuri's uniform, as if he was begging him to stay. "I'm prepared... to do whatever I have to do... to at least let you touch me one last time..." Wolfram whispered.
"Wolfram, I-"
But before he could say another word, Wolfram's hands undid the buttons on his blazer and loosened his shirt, so that they slid off his shoulders and revealed his pale, creamy skin.
His breathing grew heavy from the anxiety and fear.
His hands clumsily unfastened his to lower his pants. Wolfram loomed over him on his hands and knees, attempting to keep him down. Yuuri's hands reached for his face, speaking in a soft, gentle tone.
"Wolfram, I'm not going to leave-"
"No!" Wolfram screamed, slapping his hand away. "No, no, no!" He covered his face with his hands, threatening to cry.
Yuuri recoiled back, no further attempting to speak.
Wolfram relaxed a bit, but Yuuri could tell he was still tense. After watching him take in a few, deep breathes, he watched as Wolfram removed his attire, unveiling the red-silk lingerie underneath. The frilly, red g-string clung to his genitals and clothed whatever it could, although it could only cover so much—
Yuuri gulped.
On top of him, Wolfram started to sway his hips, rubbing his ass along the hard erection underneath his pants.
"Yuuri..." he moaned, sticking his fingers inside his own mouth, as he gently sucked on them.
"Nnnn... Wolfram~"
He pulled out his wet finger and slid it down his chest.
Wolfram put another finger from his left hand into his mouth.
His other hand teased his nipples, while rubbing them with an intense friction.
"H-H-haah... nnn... ahhh, haaaa..."
"Wolfram..." He panted, unable to sit still.
"Nnn..." Wolfram felt his cock push up against his ass, and his own erection rise. His nipples began to harden at his own touch, and felt cool to the moisture of his wet fingers as they rubbed them in between his fingers.
His long, delicate fingers slid down his chest, feeling himself up; And he motioned faster with every minute that passed.
"Nnn~ ahhh~ ahhhnn..." Wolfram moaned, plucking at the small buds over and over again.
"Ah, Wolfram..."
"Mm~" He let a sweet sigh from his puckered lips and licked them. Sticking out his tongue, he bent over and kissed Yuuri.
"Wolfram~" He pulled him in closer as their tongues struggled to reach deep inside each others' mouths.
Yuuri slid his hands under his laced brassiere and pinched his nipples.
"Mm~" Wolfram started to whimper and moan, arching his back so that he could feel him. Wolfram slowly crawled over and positioned himself so that he would lay on top of him. Yuuri wrapped his arms around his neck to hold him close.
"Wolfram~"
But Wolfram pulled away, as if he's forgotten something.
He quickly reached into the pocket of his blazer and took something small out. He took a deep breathe, then popped it in his mouth and swallowed it down.
Blinking back in confusion, Yuuri sat up.
"W-What was that...?" But Wolfram completely ignored him. "H-Hey~"
"It's nothing," Wolfram muttered, while licking his lips, as if to seduce him. "Just something to make me wetter for you~" He bent down again and licked his lips. "It'll make me drip so hard and for a really long time, Yuuri. Wouldn't you like that?" He said, accusingly.
"W-What?" Yuuri looked so confused...
"I know I said I could handle it when you cheat on me or hurt me. But honestly, I can't. You're hurting me so much and I don't want to be cheated on. I wanted to be loved, but it seems like you don't love me very much to even commit to being with just me. But even though I said I wanted to leave you, I wanted you to do it to me one last time-"
He collapsed in his arms.
"Wolfram! Did you take a drug?" Yuuri yelled. He could tell with just a look that Wolfram couldn't comprehend what he was saying: his pupils were dilated and he appeared weaker than usual.
In such a helpless state, Yuuri couldn't help but hug him.
"Why..." He was at a loss for words. "Why would you do that?"
"…" Wolfram couldn't speak; only moan and cry in his arms after the pill started to have an effect. He clung to his body, breathing in Yuuri's scent and sighing in content as it madehim tipsy.
Wolfram slowly pulled away, but fell back into his arms. He felt so weak, now that the drugs made it through his system and his muscles grew numb. He had no strength left in his body and had to struggle to look up into Yuuri's eyes.
"You—"
"I just wanted… to act and dress like a slut…. for you…one last time..." Wolfram relaxed and let himself fall onto Yuuri's chest again. "I just thought… that since you like me whenever I act like that, you'd—"
Yuuri pushed Wolfram away.
"Yuu—?"
He slapped him—
Wolfram couldn't comprehend what had just happened. Everything just seemed to sit still for a moment before he felt his cheek burn from the pain.
Wolfram placed a hand over the burning skin. as his touch seemed to ease the pain.
"Yuuri…?" His voice started to break and he could not stop the tears that overflowed from his eyes. Waiting for an answer, Wolfram called his name out a second time: "Yuuri?"
"What are you saying…" Yuuri muttered in a low voice.
"B-Because…" Wolfram shut his eyes. "You get turned on the most when I act like this, right?" Wolfram crawled back over, though he was a bit scared of approaching him again.
"What the hell do you think I am?" Yuuri yelled.
Wolfram couldn't stop shaking—
He was furious.
It was the first time he saw him get so mad at him…
Yuuri pushed him down into the bed and held him down
"Y-Yuuri?" Wolfram cried.
"Is that all you think I see you as?" Yuuri's grip on his hands tightened. "Is that what you think?"
"W-Why are you so angry…?" Wolfram shrunk back in fear. "I-I only did whatever you asked me to do—"
"Who? Who told you to act like a slut? Who said that I wanted you to be a slut?"
"You did! You always said that you liked it whenever I'm like this!" Wolfram blushed, but he wouldn't stop the conversation there. "I only did whatever you asked me to do. What more do you want from me?"
"I never…" Yuuri shook his head. "I never thought that you'd take that so seriously…"
"…"
"I only meant that… you were really cute…" Yuuri released his hands. "I didn't think you'd take it so literally."
"Whatever you meant by it, it still doesn't matter. You would like it more if I wasn't like this…" Wolfram looked away. "I'm always yelling at you and calling you a cheater. I'm just annoying to you, right?"
"You're so stupid..." Yuuri shook his head. "You're an idiot..."
"W-What?"
"Wolfram, I'm in love with you." Yuuri said, with a serious countenance.
"W-What...?" Wolfram flushed red.
"I love you. I love you so much and just you. And as adorable as you are in a cute little costume or in pretty lingerie, I just love you so much as whoever you are." He nuzzled into Wolfram's hair and pulled him onto his lap. "You're so pretty and adorable, I don't know what to do with you~"
"Yuuri~" Wolfram wanted to pull away, but...
"So please, Wolfram? Don't think I only like you whenever you act like this. Because I love you so much more than that~"
"Nn, Yuuri~" Wolfram whimpered. He grabbed and pulled on Yuuri's shirt. "I know..." He panted, quite lewdly. "I know that it seems hypocritical to say this just after making a big scene out of it, but..." He looked down. "the drug... is taking effect, so~" His heart was beating wildly and his erection was throbbing to the point where it hurt. "Please touch me..." He breathed, looking up at him now with a lewd, dazed expression.
"Mm..." Yuuri leaned in and kissed him, while fondling his wet erection. "I'll do it so much better than before, Wolfram~" He helped Wolfram straddle onto his legs with them facing each other. He pulled him close and kissed him, while his own erection poked into his.
"Then please?" Wolfram pulled him in closer. "Please touch me~"
Yuuri quickly pushed him down and spread his legs open.
He bent over and licked his chest.
"I wanna take your body right now~" Yuuri start to suck on the small nub and roll it around with his tongue. He glanced up with a grin when he saw how much Wolfram reacted from just a touch.
"S-stop that!" Wolfram gasped, while pushing him away. "Don't tease me! I want you to do it now~"
He pulled his cock out and held his erection up to him, while teasing his hole.
"Then..." He started to push in and felt Wolfram tighten up. "I'll be taking you now~"
"Mm~" He gritted his teeth.
"Yuuri, please!" Wolfram lifted his hips. "Hurry~"
"Wolfram..."
"Hurry! I haven't done it so long, so~"
"I know. Wolfram, I'll be gentle, so-" He slid it all the way inside, despite how much Wolfram looked uncomfortable and squirmed. "It's all in, Wolfram~" He whispered into his ears, before thrusting into him.
"A-Ah~~' Wolfram jolted forward. "Yuuri~"
"I love you, Wolfram~" Yuuri repeated over and over again as he thrusted in and out, as if in a trance. And Wolfram only writhed and moaned under him because it felt too good-
"Aah~ Yuuri, I'm gonna cum!" Wolfram cried, not after too long they started. "I want to cum, Yuuri~"
Yuuri started to thrust faster, while slipping his hand into his jacket. He quickly got something out while continuing to stroke Wolfram's length and hit his g-spot at the same time.
"Wolfram, hold out your hand~" Yuuri whispered, and Wolfram quickly did so.
Yuuri took something out of a small, red box and held onto Wolfram's hand.
Thrusting faster and faster, Yuuri could tell that Wolfram was so close to cumming. "Wolfram~" Yuuri moaned, feeling the urge to cum inside him. He gently held his hands as they were about cum.
"Y-Yeah?" Wolfram moaned, though intoxicated in his lust. "W-What-?"
Yuuri sat up with Wolfram on top, while still inside him, and thrusted faster.
He gently touched his hand once more and slipped something onto his finger.
"Y-Yuuri?" Wolfram opened his eyes and looked at the shining diamond ring on his hand. "W-What's...?"
Pulling him close into a tight embrace from behind, Yuuri continued to thrust harder.
"A-Ah~ Yuuri!" Wolfram cried, still in the moment's ecstasy.
"I'm sorry..." Yuuri whispered, in an effort to control his movements. His voice muffled into his hair, but Wolfram could pick out most of the words. "I love teasing you, because I like seeing you react so much to what I do. I-" Yuuri hesitated at first, but continued anyways: "I'm not confident in my looks or anything like that. And I don't really have any good points, because I tend to always cause trouble for everyone, but-!"
Yuuri spread his legs open as he continued to thrust.
"But, you see, I always think about you, and I'm always happy whenever you're with me. Even though I always tend to act on feelings alone, you always support me. And even though I didn't talk to you a lot, and even though I never really told you anything about me, I really wanted to. I want to know you too."
Yuuri leaned in and kissed him, while starting to thrust faster again.
Tears threatened to fall...
"I love you-Wolfram, I love you. That's why..." He pulled Wolfram close by grabbing his hips. "Sorry for making you wait so long. " Yuuri smiled. Wolfram blushed and moaned.
"A-Ah! Yuuri!"
"I don't really know how to make you happy and I really don't know a lot about you… even though this engagement was an accident and I'll not always be able to be with you, I want you to know that even you can't make me stop anymore…"
He finally gave in and started to thrust wildly, and even push him down so that he had his back to him and his ass in the air. He continued to give him his whole length, all the way to the hilt until-
"Ah! I'm cumming!" Wolfram screamed, letting his whole body jolt forward as he came. "I'm cumming!"
"Mnn!" Feeling his muscles tighten around his cock, Yuuri came so much.
He pulled out and let Wolfram collapse onto the floor.
But before he could also, Yuuri got off the bed.
"Y-Yuuri...?" Wolfram panted, while looking up a bit in confusion. "What are you...?"
"I love you. Wolfram, I love you. That's why..." He got down on one knee and gently kissed his hand—the hand which he had placed the ring on his finger. "This is how we do it on Earth. Wolfram von Bieldfelt..." He looked up with his warm, dark eyes and with a gentle smile across his glowing face.
Wolfram gasped, anticipating the next few words that he'd say.
Taking a deep breathe, he anxiously let the words be said out loud for him to hear:
"Wolfram, marry me~"
End Chapter
Author's Note: I'm finally done :)
I realized that a lot of things were left unanswered by the end of writing this chapter. But because of holidays and such, I couldn't exactly go back and answer them. Long story short: i will post up an OVA of sorts (epilogue) on New Years. Hope to see you see all then for the afterword~
Happy Holidays!
Afterwards: New Years: the wedding
(a moment we've all been waiting for :P)
By the way: I'm also contemplating a new series to follow up on this one... but tell me if you think I should :P