Yuuri stared wide eyed at Conrad. Was this really what sex was like? He felt like he was being stretched beyond what he could stand. It was painful. He writhed and pushed at Conrad who lay above him.

"Please don't fight, my great king. I know it hurts but it will feel good in just a second." He consoled, wiping a tear Yuuri had no clue he'd shed.

Yuuri shook his head even as he bit the inside of his mouth to keep still. He would not admit to who he really was. That would go against his plan entirely and he refused to give in this early in the game.

"Please don't give me such compliments, my lord Conrad." He forced out, panting. His face felt hot. "I haven't given you enough pleasure to be called a great king of anything."

This caused Conrad to smile. "You deny being King Yuuri?" He asked, his tone worrying Yuuri greatly. It was the tone he used when he was planning something.

"I deny only what is not true." His voice was a bit calmer now. The stretched feeling was receding. Now he just felt stuffed. "I will be whoever you want me to be but I can't claim his title nor his name."

Conrad started to laugh softly. "I'm shocked you even know how to talk like that, Yuuri. Being the way you are." He teased, leaning forward to bite his ear. Yuuri cried out. He was taught to talk like this by… His thoughts were getting harder to grasp as Conrad continued to touch him.

"Conrad…" Yuuri moaned, twisting his hips. A weird but pleasant feeling traveled up through his abdomen. Conrad groaned long and loud

"Oh, yes, my lovely king? What is it that you want from your humble servant?" he asked, licking the curve of his ear. Yuuri bit his lip to keep from speaking. He knew that Conrad was trying to trap him but he wasn't going to give in.

"Oh, my lord Conrad, please don't call me by that title." He begged in the most submissive tone he could manage at the time. "Love me like this great king you love so much."

With a bit of a growl, Conrad withdrew from inside Yuuri. Even as the stuffed feeling left him, Yuuri cried out in disappointment. He tried to hold Conrad in and pulled him into his arms.

"Don't go, don't go!" he begged, kissing his throat. Conrad chuckled.

"What a lustful youth you've become, dear Yuuri." He pushed Yuuri back down to the floor and stared down at him. "I'm coming back. That I swear by the great ones grace. But you are to stay still. If you refuse to tell me what I want to know, you have to be punished." With that, he wrapped a soft scarf around Yuuri's wrist and tied them to something above his head.

Yuuri pulled at the bonds, testing their strength. For such soft fabric, it was very resilient. He looked up at the bonds, hoping to find a way out. As soon as his throat was open, Conrad leaned down and bit his shoulder.

"Ah!" he cried in shocked, he stared up at Conrad's smug face.

"Focus, Yuuri." He scolded, pulling out farther even as Yuuri closed around him. "I'm your main focus and this is your punishment for trying to lie to me.

Conrad grabbed Yuuri's hips and placed the tip of his cock right at Yuuri's entrance. The puckered skin flexed and retreated, as if trying to pull Conrad in on its own. This made Conrad smile. After coating himself in lubricant, He pushed forward.

Yuuri jerked at the sudden push. It was easier than the first time but still slightly uncomfortable. And slow. The one thing that Yuuri enjoyed about the experience was the expression on Conrad's face. It was like he was struggling not go any faster. His face was red and his breath came out in pants.

Is this what it's like to be a girl having sex for the first time? He wondered briefly. If this is what girls got to see, then no wonder they were always so aroused. This sight, the sight of his straight laced god father, his face contorted in ecstasy. Nothing could compare to this.

Before he knew it, Conrad somehow managed to fit his whole cock in Yuuri. They sat there, staring into each other's eyes, incredulously. Neither could believe what was happening. Yuuri letting Conrad have sex with him. Conrad having sex with Yuuri. Both couldn't believe the perfection of this one moment.

"Yuuri…" Conrad panted, trying not to start moving. He couldn't really concentrate. All around him, he felt the hot squeeze of Yuuri's insides. The muscles seemed to be unsure of what to make of this invasion and decided to test him. If this continued, Conrad was going to lose it. "Yuuri…"

Yuuri writhed beneath him, look as cute as he strained against his bonds. His was pressing down on his cheeks as he shook his head. "More! Don't just sit there. Do something!" He begged. Conrad was strong. He was determined to get Yuuri to talk. He had it all planned. Nothing was going to stop him until he saw it.

Yuuri's legs which had been pressed against Conrad ribs before fell open, showing off the vulnerability of Yuuri's delectable body. Then, like some kind of siren he opened though beautiful brown of his and stared up at Conrad with desire drenched eyes.

With only that, Conrad's mind went blank. Eyes, wild with desire, stared down at Yuuri as Conrad started to thrust hard and fast. The lubricant made it easy but it was hot, almost burning inside. Too soon, they both came, shouting to the skies.

Yuuri was panting. Was that what being with someone you care for like? He asked himself as he tried to concentrate. It wasn't easy. He was nearly dead to the world at that point. Before he could catch his breath, Conrad pulled out of him and turned him over. He positioned Yuuri until his shoulders were pressed against the floor as his ass was up in the air. Yuuri looked back and closed his eyes as embarrassment swept through him.

"Please… Conrad, this is too much." He begged when he tried to push Conrad's insistent thrusts. Conrad grabbed his wrist and held them behind his back.

"Too much isn't enough for me, my lovely king." He whispered in Yuuri's ear, making him shudder. Conrad pushed against that rosy, wet center that beckoned him despite the youth mans protest and groan at the tight feel around him. "Yuuri."

He needed to get closer, needed to hear Yuuri scream once more. So when Yuuri climaxed once again, the intoxicating feeling spread through him like a poison and pushed him further. Nothing stopped him as he continued to plunge into the wet heat that was this willing young king screaming his name.

This continued all through the night, even when Yuuri had no strength to even cry out. Even then, Conrad continued to devour Yuuri. Completely and passionately.

End of chapter 17