Conrad turned to see king Yuuri running toward him. His smile brightened Conrad's mood instantly. After a long night of… purging, Conrad felt degraded and dirty but to see Yuuri made it better. Despite his exhaustion, Conrad bowed to his king as he drew near. With a neutral, I-wasn't-fantasizing-about-you-last-night kind of smile, Conrad greeted his king.
"Hello, your majesty. Did you sleep well?" Yuuri stooped in front of Conrad and looked up. Conrad felt a twinge of shame. He'd fantasized about this boy and still he looked up at him with such guileless eyes. ? Unlike his surrogate, who tried to threaten Conrad. All the boys who he had used to replace Yuuri were black hearted. That shouldn't have been surprising but it was heart breaking to see boys His Majesty's age doing such things and acting like loan sharks. Conrad softly snorted. Who was he to talk after all he'd imagined. Yuuri's words brought him back to the present.
"Uh, yeah. I slept fine, "He said. But, Conrad, I was worried." Yuuri looked away for a second, almost thought Yuuri could read his thoughts. After a quick shake of his head, professional Conrad Conrad flinched, thinking that something had happened while he was out last night.
"What happened, your Majesty?" Conrad grabbed hold of Yuuri's shoulders and shook him softly until he looked up again. "Did something happen while I was gone?"
"That's just it!" Yuuri cried. Conrad was very confused. "I was worried about you, Conrad. For a while now, I found that you would leave in the middle of the night and you wouldn't return until night fall. Are you doing something dangerous behind my back again?"
Conrad's shoulders sagged briefly in relief. Yuuri was just worried about his safety. That was just like him. So kind and trusting. An all around great king. But all that made Conrad feel dread. He could never tell his majesty the truth. About how he lusted after the younger boy. How he called out his name countless times after waking up from the most fantastically hot dreams. Dreams that left him panting for breath and a need to cum. Not only that but he could never tell his majesty about how he went to male brothels to find boys who looked enough like Yuuri to satisfy Conrad's lust for the night.
"Conrad?" Yuuri said. Conrad looked down at his king's face. Such pure and innocent eyes. They looked hurt and scared. Scared for his friend and god father. Conrad could count the times he imagined those black eyes filled with other kings. Mostly desire.
"Conrad!" Yuuri's voice grew fainter as Conrad's vision started to blur. With a fond smile, he remembered the dream he had with Yuuri. Yuuri lay beneath him with the same look of longing Conrad had imagined and the young king would reach out to him and beg for Conrad to please him. To love him all night long and Conrad would reply, not with words but with action. The dream could make a fire demon sweat. Even now, Conrad was sporting a major hard on as he thought of that dream.
"Someone… Conrad… Help!" Yuuri's voice was drawing farther. Not only that, the people who once stood behind and beside him was all around. They looked down at him with concern in their eyes and vanished from his sight. Yuuri was there above him. Not riding him like he had imagined so many times but shouting. Conrad could no longer hear or feel anything but he was so glad to see Yuuri.
"Yuuri…" He whispered just before the world turned black.