Chapter 7 – If you believe
… is actually a cheesy pop song from the late 90s, and it's by the german artist Sasha (also known as Dick Brave). Well, what can I say – the lyrics never fail to get my fantasies running :3 And it's perfect to listen to while reading (or writing ^^) this little chapter.
Because of the first part of this chapter I actually thought about calling it „If you want peace... prepare for war" (Children of Bodom :3), haha, but the second part is... more important.
Warnings: some really fluffy stuff :3 Yaoi, lemon, maleXmale sex scene – don't like, don't read.
„Wolf..." Yuri gasped.
„Right, Yuri," the blond man answered while stepping towards the bed. „It's me. And I think you owe me an explanation."
„I do, that's right," the boy swallowed heavily, preparing for an emotional outburst of Wolfram, though the other one still seemed pretty quiet.
„Please sit down, Wolfram, so we can talk," Gwendal interrupted the scene calmly.
His little brother ignored him completely and kept on standing in front of the bed, watching the couple bluntly. His gaze was both empty and troubled - and all focused on the black-haired king.
Yuri sighed. „You can ask whatever you want to..." he offered to his fiancé.
„Then I want to know how long this was going on," the blond mazoku asked quick as a shot, waving his hand in a gesture that involved the two lovers in the bed.
„Since three days, since I woke up here again," Yuri answered, still wondering where Wolfram had lost his temper - literally.
„And this is... something serious?" Wolfram snapped while staring into the floor, his voice cracking in the process.
„Yes, it is," the king nodded.
„So you love him?"
Yuri's look switched to the dark-haired mazoku at his side, who had covered his closed eyes with his healthy hand, rubbing his temples. Short strands that had escaped his ponytail fell into his face. And yet, there was no reason for the boy to hesitate.
„I do."
„I see," the blond-haired mazoku answered, still avoiding his fiancé's eyes. For a minute, no one said a single word and the silence lay heavy upon the three. He seems to really have grown up. Years ago, he would have simply shouted at me, calling me a cheating liar and things like that. The fact that Wolfram acted so mature nibbled hard at Yuri's conscious. He felt so sorry for his long-term fiancé, but they both knew that this was the end of their engagement.
„I never thought this day would actually come," Wolfram finally said silently, his body shaking, „that you would find someone that you really love. I always hoped that one day, if you believe me or not, Yuri, you would return my feelings. Although I called you a wimp and blamed you for cheating all the time, it was just my fear that I would lose you before you could... fall for me. And now, it really-" his voice broke as he looked up and his eyes came to rest on his big brother. Yuri saw the tears welling up in those big sapphire-green eyes and though he pitied him, he couldn't speak a single word to comfort the youngest of the demon brothers. Speechless at the honest confession Wolfram had just managed, he wondered even more about the other one's odd behavior.
As the tears finally found their way down the beautiful mazoku's cheek, Yuri could no longer just look at this. He got to his feet and to stride towards Wolfram, intending to lay his hand onto his shoulder or give him an excusing hug.
But before the hand could even touch him, the other one slapped it away. „Don't you dare to touch me!" he yelled.
Yuri was almost relieved. There he is. This is the Wolfram I know.
„I mean, who do you think you are? Leaving me for my own brother – seriously, you should be ashamed of yourself-" the words were silenced by a crying fit. „How can you do this to me just like that? We've been engaged for years, and now... this? Are you kidding me?"
„Wolfram, I..."
„No! You shut up! Forget it, I'm out of here! I don't want to hear any of your lame excuses. You threw all we had onto the floor, I don't want to watch you jump on and kick it some more!" with that, he ran to the door, still crying, „Just to let you know: You really meant something to me, jerk! And don't expect me to wish you luck!"
Because that wouldn't be heartfelt, I know.
The door was slammed tightly shut as Wolfram left. Yuri stared at the place where his now ex-fiancé had vanished for countless moments. He felt sick for breaking the other one's heart. They could have told him so much more sensitively, if they would have had the time to prepare that. Powerless at the situation he just experienced, Yuri let himself fall back into the bed, where a sharp pain in his wound reminded him that he was still injured.
Gwendal still sat on the bed like he had done before. Apparently, he didn't want to talk either.
The following minutes, no word was spoken and the couple was not moving a finger. They both were lost in thought. Yuri just hoped that things would turn back to normal as time passed by. He never wanted to hurt Wolfram, but he even hadn't had the chance to tell him or to apologize to him. The boy sighed and again hoped that his time would come.
He turned around so he could face his beloved one. Gwendal noticed his gaze immediately, though his eyes were still half-closed and covered by his hand. Yuri knew that he wasn't feeling any better. The older man let himself fall back into the pillows as well, opening his arms for the king. Gratefully, the younger one took the chance to snuggle into his lover's chest, still pulled down by the recent events. However, having his lover at his side, who sensed perfectly what was up with him, was the best help he could think of. Soothing him down with gentle strokes along his back and nuzzling through his hair, the black-haired boy slowly regained his usual, cheerful mood, though it was still embittered.
Laying arm in arm that way, they fell asleep that evening.
Wolfram hadn't visited them only once since that incident. Two days had passed and nothing had happened – well, execpt Gunter crying seemingly endless tears of joy as he came to know of Yuri's and Gwendal's new-founded relationship. Though even the lavender-eyed counselor seemed a bit troubled. Conrad on the other hand was deeply happy for his brother and his godson. His smile was honestly warm and comforting as he asked them how it happened that of all things they had found together.
Madame Cherié was also almost overly enthusiastic at her oldest son's new luck. But she had left again pretty quickly – not without squeezing Yuri into her décolleté, of course – to look after Wolfram again, who was apparently lovesick and trying to overcome that by painting all night and day in his atelier.
But the couple had found back to their joy again pretty quick and Yuri often wondered when they would finally come to closer terms. The first time they almost got that far, well – didn't went so well. Conrad surely had been one hell of a moment killer back then. Looking at the sexy demon with that seductive pair of indigo eyes at his side, whom he couldn't almost leave his hands off, the tension between them hit him again. They knew each other for years. They had been cuddling every night for the past weeks - lately even every day, exploring each other's body with their hands, testing sensitive spots with kisses and careful bites... Yuri definitely knew he wanted more.
Was it possible to die from sexual frustration? Because his body almost cried from desire by now. In the end, he was just a boy in the middle of puberty. His hormones were not far away from driving him crazy, as did the man in whose arms he was laying right now.
Yuri felt way too inexperienced to be confident enough that he though he could seduce the older one, though he wanted nothing more than to share much closer intimacy with his lover. But how on earth – or how in Shin Makoku – should he tell him? Absently, he let his digits run over the man's stubby, unshaved cheek. Damn, that 5 o'clock shadow looks really hot on him. The touch of their skin felt electrifying. Yuri closed his eyes while cuddling into the other one's chest. Just the two of them, in the middle of the night and the moonlight was falling through the window.
Silently, he pressed a soft kiss to Gwendal's exposed collarbone, where the pajama shirt wasn't buttoned all the way up. The boy felt the other one shiver under the touch of his lips.
„Yuri..." the dark-haired man sighed quietly, turning his name into a caress.
„Yes?" he whispered to his neck, where his head was still resting.
„You should watch out."
„Why?"
„Because if you do things like that, even I won't be able to control myself anymore at some point."
That sentence, spoken with that deep, husky, god-damn hot, seductive voice, made Yuri shiver all the way down to his toes. His arousal also was way beyond ignorable right now, aching heavily between his legs as the blood rushed through his loins. Provocatively, he placed another kiss onto the previous spot – and was rewarded with a silent moan of the man. He smiled in response. That he could turn on the other one with a simple move like this felt good.
He took a deep breath, inhaling Gwendal's unique, special fragrance he loved so much, before using all his courage to speak.
„What if I... don't want you to hold back any longer anyway?" he whispered, his voice cracking.
„Are you sure?"
„Absolutely."
Within the next moment, Yuri found himself pressed into the pillows, Gwendal's heavy, muscular body on top of him and the general's lips capturing his in a kiss that he never thought of being possible. Gently, yet loaded with lust and desire, his lover's lips kept playing with his own. As the other one's tongue was pushing covetously into his mouth, Yuri couldn't help but surrender to his touch. Breathlessly, he gasped for air.
Also, the man's hands seemed to be everywhere on his body, running down from his neck and chest to his lower abdomen, but without going further – which turned Yuri on just more.
He realized he wouldn't be able to resist Gwendal even if he tried. Skilled lips were now tracking the line of his neck, down to the buttons of his pajama shirt. While he felt soft kisses and impatient bites onto his collarbone, the man unbuttoned it quickly. Indigo eyes, sparkling with pure desire, met his own before his lover pulled down the shirt from his arms. Long fingers began to caress his nipples, which made him gasp for breath again.
„Oh, god, Gwendal, what are you doing to me..." Yuri sighed.
The older one looked upwards before he let his hand run down to the boy's hips, resting them at the waistband of his trousers. After leaving a short kiss onto his lips, Yuri shivered at hearing him whisper into his ear.
„Just what you want me to do, Yuri. Would you tell me what you want?"
Yuri took advantage of the other one's position, nibbling shyly at his earlobe. He waited for a short while, but he realized pretty quickly that the man wouldn't continue without any response. He felt his face turning hot.
„I want to make love to you," he whispered into his lover's ear softly, but he nonetheless didn't care about hiding his desire for the other one.
Gwendal chuckled softly at the innocent answer while tugging his thumb under the waistband of Yuri's pants. „Making love or having sex?" he asked back amused.
„What's the difference?"
„Mmh. Hard to describe. How about if I just show you?"
„Show me everything..." Yuri kissed him lightly onto his cheek.
As the tall demon lifted his upper body again, his young lover began to twitch at his shirt, unbuttoning it with trembling fingers while the other one watched him. Those eyes that were almost driving Yuri crazy with their incredible intensity, staring at him with untamed fire in it. And finally seeing Gwendal's muscular chest exposed let his fantasies run wild even more – but who wondered, with a body like the general's...
The latter now pulled the boy's pants down, so that Yuri was laying before him completely naked. He couldn't suppress the slight feeling of embarrassment rising in his stomach, but he kept telling himself that this was the man he loved, and the man who loved him. It was totally normal and okay.
But it was unfair that Gwendal was still wearing his pajama trousers, so the black-haired young man sat up to pull them down, now allowing his hands to run down the older one's trained belly, narrow hips and not at least, that delicious ass. Though he couldn't reach much higher than up to Gwendal's belly in this position, he placed soft, longing kisses onto the sensitive skin, making the tall mazoku squirm.
The man rolled to the side to take off the last piece of clothing that separated them from each other's bare skin. Before he could return to his previous spot, Yuri was sitting in his lap, straddling his hips. Their lips met again in an impatient, hot kiss as their hands were running all over each other's body, caressing every sensitive spot they came to touch. The explorations of the past days now really came in handy. The boy noticed his heart jumping to an even higher pace as Gwendal cupped his buttocks with his hands, pulling him closer to his own body.
One hand wandered around his waist afterwards and was closed around his member. It began to pump up and down, making Yuri moan from the immense desire that rolled in waves through his body, again and again, building up to a peak he knew would come quick. As he opened his eyes, the young king could clearly see an equally aroused expression in his lover's face.
„No, Gwendal," he panted, „this isn't... I don't want it this way - you should..." He didn't find the words he was looking for, but the other one got what he wanted to say. A large palm was gripping his hand gently, pulling it towards the man's crotch, laying it down onto his cock. The sensation was new to Yuri, of course – feeling the pulsating, hard erection of another man in his hand. But it was not just any man, it was Gwendal – whom he wanted to pleasure as much as the other one did to him. When his beloved one began to stroke his member again, he started as well, shyly and slowly at first. Yuri could clearly notice the pre-cum that was spreading onto the head already and used it to let his digits run softly around the head before he pumped again.
„Mmh," he heard a blissful sound emerge from deep within the dark-haired demon's throat, as the latter let his head drop forward, resting it on the boy's shoulder and biting the soft skin there lightly.
Yuri felt his body shiver from his huge desire that had built up for so long. He knew he wouldn't be able to stand this for too long, because Gwendal absolutely knew what he did.
„Gwendal... I- I can't.. any longer," the boy panted desperately a few moments later. He felt the hand around his member closing tighter, stroking him faster and firmer. A hot moan escaped from his lips at that new sensation, but the sound was muffled against his lover's neck. As his ear came to rest on the dark-haired mazoku's chest, he could feel his heart racing.
„That's totally okay, same here," the older one responded by whispering into his ear. He was as well panting heavily by now.
That voice and the strong arm wrapped around his waist, which pulled him closer again, did the rest. Yuri groaned onto his lover's chest and felt his voice vibrating there... but the feeling that eclipsed all this was the release of his arousal within one stroke of the large hand in his crotch. Breathlessly, he watched Gwendal tilt his head back onto the pillow-covered headboard, climaxing with a loud, blissful moan. A wonderful picture for Yuri as he calmed down slowly from his own orgasm.
The dark-haired man opened his eyes again slowly, looking stunned as their eyes met. The younger one grinned all over his face. „So that was 'having sex', I guess?"
„Yes, it was," the general panted softly, while reaching out for tissues to clean up the mess they left.
„Then what is 'making love' like?" Yuri asked curiously.
Gwendal chuckled. „I'm an old man, give me a break!"
They both broke into merry laughter at this, which ended in Yuri laying flat on top his lover, smiling at him. „You're wonderful, you know that?"
The man eyed him irritatedly. „Okay, no one has ever said anything like that to me. Why?"
„There are too many reasons, should I really begin to embarrass you by listing them?" he grinned. „Or do you believe me?"
„I think I can go with the latter option," Gwendal winked before squeezing Yuri tightly. „Then let me just say that I'm happy that I'm able to be with you."
Yuri sat up, blushing deeply as he looked into the general's eyes, which watched him warm and loving. This was as close as he had ever got to a love confession.
But there was another thing that sprang to his eyes as he looked at his boyfriend from the small distance. Maybe it was just the stupid puberty's hormone's fault again, but... the way the dark-haired man lay onto the bed, merely covered with a thin blanket up to his hips, his legs crossed relaxedly, one muscular arm folded under his head, while the other one was still rested onto Yuri's knee and the ponytail had loosened, leaving a good amount of hair hanging freely onto his shoulders. He looked downright erotic, even more than usual, and the boy got flustered at this mere look – again. Yes, he wanted this man, with every beat of his heart.
As he noticed Gwendal's gaze flicker downwards, then smirking, he knew that his arousal hadn't been overlooked by the other one – of course, he was sitting here naked. He felt the blush creep back into his face.
„So you really... want a second round today? With 'making love'?"
„Sure, why not?" Yuri grinned. Well, the bulge underneath the blanket wasn't ignorable either.
„You wanna go all the way?" Gwendal asked suspicious.
The king just nodded and reached for the drawer of his bedside table to pull out two small packages.
„What are these?"
„Actually, lubricant and a condom. We got them at biology class in school and they were still in my pockets when I traveled to Shin Makoku last time... so I kept them here. I think they are pretty handy for what we plan to do," Yuri stared at the floor beside the bed to hide his embarrassment. And failed miserably.
But the deep, rolling sound of Gwendal's amused laughter made him smile again. The man turned around to push him into the mattress, kissing him slowly, so slowly, and pleasantly – a kiss that made the young maou feel a shiver crawling up his spine. The older one's hands did nothing but stay on his shoulders, keeping him in place and yet the full body contact of the naked skin touching each other's was arousing him more than anything else.
The way his boyfriend moved, shoving upwards a little bit, letting him feel the huge erection between his thighs again, made Yuri jerk his hips upwards in need. But Gwendal was patient this time – and apparently loved to tease him. Everytime he did something like that, the other one stopped moving or lifted his body a bit too far, just far enough to break the contact. The boy squirmed and shivered every time because of the loss of warmth and caress. He got the hint, though, and just enjoyed without moving on his own.
With the kiss still ongoing, his lover pushed his hips harder down. Yuri moaned quietly at the blissful emotion of their cocks rubbing together and involuntarily bent his knees to straddle his legs. Which was obviously exactly what Gwendal wanted. While his tongue was exploring the other one's mouth again, the dark-haired man reached for the king's hand with the two tiny packages, gripping the lubricant.
Before opening it, he broke the kiss to look deep into Yuri's eyes. „I hope you know that what we're intending to do here could - but of course, shouldn't - hurt. But that doesn't mean you have to simply suffer to get it through – please tell me immediately if something's wrong, you don't want to do anything particularly or if it hurts. Okay?'" he hushed gently.
The boy nodded silently, too nervous and anticipated to form a proper response.
Gwendal spread a bit of the lubricant over his index and middle finger, and with one reassuring glance at the younger one, his hand found its way down to Yuri's entrance. Soft circles were trailed around it before the first finger pushed gently in. The black-haired king arched his back, moaning lustfully. It felt strange, but yet in that strange way so very, very good.
His lover had waited for him to adjust to the feeling. „Everything alright?" he asked.
„Yes, please go on-"
The finger was shoved deeper, making Yuri pant heavily, and by the time it was all the way in, he thought his heart must have burst. It almost pounded painfully hard in his chest while his cock, which had got rock-hard again in the meantime, twitched in sympathy. After another short while, Gwendal bent down to kiss him softly, and distracted that way, the boy almost didn't notice the first thrusts of that finger. When he did, his eyes snapped open as he lustfully moaned into the kiss. He felt the general smile.
A few minutes later, the latter withdrew the finger to begin the same process with two instead of a single finger. „How are you feeling?" he asked Yuri.
„Oh, don't worry, it feels awesome... stop, stop, not that fast," the boy panted heavily by now.
„Did I hurt you?" the man responded worriedly.
„No, you just... made me almost... cum."
Well, hat smirk on his lover's face didn't help either. But he wanted more, so much more, and he knew this would work. He desperately tried to hold his orgasm up, which was hard enough, and waited for Gwendal to take the next step.
But he didn't. And if this went on like this, he wouldn't last any longer.
„Gwen, stop... I... uhm-" Yuri faced blushed deeply at the loss of words.
„Yes, Yuri? What do you want?"
„I want you," the boy managed to say quickly.
„I see," the older one bent down to kiss him again, his fingers now staying inside, massaging his prostate as best as they could. Yuri couldn't prevent a deep, horny growl emerge from his throat. Gwendal broke the kiss and whispered softly into his ear. „You know, it feels so good to be wanted."
With that, he withdrew the fingers, making Yuri howl and squirm with frustration and need. The latter began to unpack the condom quickly, and as he rolled it down Gwendal's cock, the man moaned tensed. Quickly, the rest of the lubricant was spread onto the condom-covered member before it was lined up with his prepared entrance.
Softly, Gwendal pressed against it, so slowly that Yuri almost didn't notice as the head slipped in and his lover almost broke down on him, panting heavily, gasping for air.
„Are you alright?" Now it was his turn to ask.
„Yeah, of course," the man smirked, „but it's hard to resist, when you're so damn hot and tight..."
Those words made Yuri's own member twitch again. „I feel fine, you continue... I want to feel you more," he said, completely going into dirty talk. It really turned him on.
Though he earned a weird and lustful look by Gwendal, the latter began to push deeper, ever so slowly, until Yuri could feel his full manhood inside himself. That feeling of total surrender, of totally belonging to the man he loved, sharing that moment with him, was so hot – not to speak of his lover's face, that was drawn to an aroused expression, looking more sexy than he ever thought of being possible.
The first thrust did feel strange, though, but with the following, the boy felt his body reacting very sensitive and within the next minute, he totally loved it. Gently and slowly, their lips never parting, he was... well – really making love with Gwendal, and it felt so right. With every thrust, he felt his own cock being squeezed between their hips, and with every following thrust, it became more intense.
Suddenly, Gwendal stopped in his movements and broke the kiss. He was desperately gasping for breath. „Sorry, Yuri, I- can't hold up much longer..."
„No need to apologize," the boy smirked, amused about the role change compared to some time earlier that evening, „just go on like that."
With the next shove, Yuri could literally feel how he was pushed past the point of no return. Too far to the edge to go back. „Please come," he whispered into his lover's ear above him.
And Gwendal came, his body on top of the boy shivering from the waves of pleasure. The expression on his face was completely priceless and - in Yuri's eyes - so hot. The younger one felt his body react in the same way, he felt his orgasm building up in his neither regions again. He jerked his hips upwards to meet the last thrust while he released onto his belly and Gwendal's chest.
Completely spent, the latter broke down on him, kissing him lovingly while his hands were gripping tight onto his shoulder and waist.
As Gwendal straightened up and met Yuri's gaze, he could see the satisfied glance there. They had finally become lovers, in every way. Just the way the dark-haired demon looked right now made him feel that wave of love sweep over him again, that wave that hit him every time when he looked at the older mazoku. The boy opened his mouth to say those three very special words, but was silenced quickly by his boyfriends index finger and a short shake of his head. And a knowing smile, followed by a kiss that could say more than a thousand words.
Yuri thought he'd had to be the happiest person in the world right now.
Yummay. Well, what can I say – I love writing sex scenes :3 And I apologize that you had to wait so long for it :)
Thank you very much for reading this far! Was it worth waiting for it? ;)