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Yuuri never thought he was a shy person. He always spoke his mind even if everyone wished he wouldn't because they believed he shouldn't speak and sounded stupid. He said what he wanted all the time, even to complete strangers.

He played that flute to make it rain and the only song he knew was from years ago…that was embarrassing but he did it. He acted like a detective even though everyone looked at him like he had grown an extra head.

He never thought he was a shy person.

Until recently.

Yuuri lay on his back enclosed within the large four poster bed, the dark curtains cutting the bed off from the rest of the room. Black eyes nearly glazed, Yuuri lay with his hands curled on either side of his head. T

The young teen squirmed under the weight of Wolfram. Cheeks tinted pink from the older boy straddling his hips. The blonde shifted every so often to press himself against Yuuri more that had the younger boy panting and moaning.

Emerald eyes started openly at the naked body beneath him; Yuuri pressed himself further into the sheets, consciously embarrassed. Wolfram leaned forward, lifting himself off of Yuuri's hips a bit, fastening his lips onto Yuuri's. His tongue expertly teasing the kings' lips, occasionally sucking gently or nipping playfully.

The blonde pressed one hand against Yuuri's neck gently while his other hand trailed down the kings body; already knowing just where to touch.

The double black's breath hitched, his body arching into the touches; the prince slid his hand along Yuuri's length from base to tip slowly, teasing the slit with his thumb every so often. Wolfram took the opportunity of Yuuri's open mouth to slip his tongue inside; roaming freely and expertly in the hot cavern.

Yuuri bucked into the blonde's hand only to have his hand still completely. Whimpering his displeasure at the loss, Yuuri lifted his hips again in hopes of contact.

Breaking the kiss, Wolfram placed dozens of kisses down the king's face and neck to his chest, capturing a nipple between teeth. Biting and sucking the hardening nub; smirking to himself at the moans he received.

"Wolfram…" his name no more than a breathy gasp. Yuuri squirmed under the blonde, his hand moving to the hand that rests loosely on his throat. "Wolfram." This time; his name was a plea. Looking up; heated emerald met glazy watered black.

Yuuri wasn't a shy person, until he and Wolfram were alone. He didn't understand why he was so shy and it wasn't just when they performed sexual activities.

Lifting himself off of Yuuri; Wolfram pulled the teen up as he sat on the bed, legs under him and spread apart. Yuuri felt his face heat more but forced his shyness down and laid himself on his stomach; coming face to face with Wolfram's erect penis. A shy hand wrapped itself around the base of the length, unsure of itself the hand squeezed gently.

Yuuri shifted closer, his blush deepening as he allowed his tongue to reach out and run itself across the tip softly, circling the head with his tongue. The new familiar taste causing his craving to flare. Wolfram rested a hand on Yuuri's head, silently encouraging the boy onward.

Sliding his lips down the side of the shaft; black eyes fluttered shut as the blonde's taste covered his tongue, blinding his senses. Reaching the head once again, Yuuri placed a kiss on the tip timidly, his tongue darting out to lick at the slit for more. Wolfram allowed a soft moan to escape from between his pink lips; his entire body trembling from the pleasure. His toes curling as he squirmed in Yuuri's hold.

Opening his mouth; Yuuri swallowed the large muscle the best he could, running his tongue along the side as he sucked, his head rocking back and forth. Wolfram curled his upper body closer to Yuuri, hands fisting in the dark black hair. Sucking on only the head; Wolfram's hand tightened in his hair. "Yuuri…"

The double black squirmed at the feel of Wolfram's breath on his ear. Running his teeth over the shaft up and then back down, Yuuri heard Wolfram cry out; soon tasting the semen he had been craving. Swallowing all that he could, glazed black eyes opened. The blonde moaned loudly watching Yuuri lick off all the semen from him.

Smiling, Wolfram leaned over again to lick the shell of his kings ear. "Satisfied?" Yuuri shivered, trying but failing to hide the deep pink arch over his nose and cheeks.

Wolfram shifted, pushing Yuuri onto his back once more. He wrapped his hand around Yuuri's erection, his strokes slow and feather light. The kings breathless gasps beginning within moments.

Yuuri attempted to turn his face away, hide himself the best he could in the blankets but Wolfram wrapped his hand around his neck once again, preventing the others desired action.

Unconsciously spreading his legs as he arched into the touch trying to gain more friction; Yuuri opened his mouth in a near silent moan as Wolfram's thumb ran across the slit, allowing his nail to enter and press for a moment. The blonde chose that moment to fasten his mouth back onto Yuuri's, their tongues dancing with each other; Wolfram claiming dominance.

Yuuri fought to control his embarrassment. It was only the two of them. He shouldn't feel like he did. Shy, unsure. Especially after all the times together. He loved Wolfram and knew the blonde felt the same. He didn't understand. He felt like a wimp and hated it.

Breathing Wolfram's name; the pressure on his erection increased. Yuuri dug his heels into the mattress, attempting to push away from the electric shocks wracking his form. Breaking the kiss, Wolfram lowered himself to lay between Yuuri's legs.

His hand never pausing; Wolfram slid his hand beneath Yuuri, lifting him off the bed slightly. His mind to muddled to focus on what the blonde was doing; Yuuri cried out in surprise and pleasure at the feel of Wolfram's tongue pushing past the tight ring of muscle. His eyes widening at the sudden change. His thumb running across the slit of Yuuri's erection once more, his hand squeezing at the base and tip, his strokes quick.

Twisting his body, Yuuri clutched at the sheets beneath him. His body shook, his legs parting further of their own accord. "Wolf-Wolfram…I can't…P-p..please..!" pleasure drunk eyes narrowed in attempt to control the shocks of pleasure rippling throughout his entire body.

Wolfram stopped his hands movements; earning a loud mewl of protest from Yuuri. That had not been what he wanted! The teens panting loud in the otherwise quite room. Yuuri shook with the effect of being denied his release.

Heated emerald locked onto blurry black. The blonde slipped two fingers into Yuuri's hole. Crying out at the sudden intrusion, tears of surprise sprang into his eyes.

"Relax." Wolfram whispered into his ear, his fingers moving in and out slowly, allowing the king to adjust without a lot of discomfort. Yuuri bit his lip to keep the moan from escaping. Yuuri shook his head frantically. "I can't…hurts…"

Wolfram didn't stop his hand; he only began to murmur to Yuuri words of comfort. "You're alright." Black eyes fell shut, moans escaping from the heat of Wolfram's breath on the kings ear and the beginnings of gentle pleasure shocks down Yuuri's legs and to his groin.

Shifting his fingers; Wolfram added another digit as he bit down on Yuuri's ear hard enough to distract the kings senses. Yuuri whimpered, eyes open slightly. "Ready?" Yuuri wasn't sure what he meant until the tips of Wolfram's fingers curved; hitting his prostrate. Black eyes fluttered closed; unable to stay open as heated pleasure washed over him. Yuuri withering beneath the assault of pleasure.

The blonde positioned the head of his cock, pressing against the small hole. Yuuri whimpered for no reason other then embarrassment. Pushing forward slowly, Wolfram's eyes narrowed as a hiss escaped past his lips, the heat nearly searing. Yuuri held himself still except the shaking of his body at the feel of a new, much large object inside him.

Once fully sheathed inside, Wolfram rested his forehead on Yuuri's, waiting for his OK to continue. Yuuri shivered at the feeling of being filled fully. He could feel Wolfram so close to that spot but not close enough to touch. His entire frame trembling; his whispered his consent.

Wolfram pulled out almost completely, the head barely inside, he shifted his angle and just as Yuuri thought he wouldn't continue, the blonde thrust forward. Yuuri cried out, his body shaking from the pleasure. The double black squirmed under the weight of the blonde and the pleasure of the deep thrusts.

The teens cry much louder than the previous cries, Wolfram hitting his prostrate. His thrusts faster and formed a rhythm as he found his partners sweet spot. Yuuri moved his hands to cover his mouth, his room wasn't made for keeping sound in but Wolfram took his wrists in his hands and held them outstretched to the mattress.

Tears lined Yuuri's eyes, half from the shocks and tingles of pleasure wracking his body and half from his embarrassment of the particularly loud cries coming from him.

"Wo-Wolf…p-please…" Yuuri twisted his wrists in emphasis of what he wanted. Yuuri's cries of pleasure never ceasing as Wolfram only moved harder and faster inside the other boy. Wolfram licked the younger teens lips, his tears yet to fall, "Yuuri…Scream for me…" he whispered in his ear, the blonde's breath escaping him in a rush.

Yuuri shook his head, his thighs falling apart further, giving Wolfram all the more access. His body no longer listening to him, Yuuri felt himself heat further as he gave into Wolfram and the pleasure. The two came together, both crying out particularly loud. Laying chest to chest, fighting to control their breathing, Yuuri felt his embarrassment spike once again.

Wolfram pushed himself to the side, off of Yuuri. The king moaned at the feel of Wolfram slipping from him. The blonde pulled the other close, who immediately squirmed closer and curled against him. "I love you."

Yuuri smiled, kissing Wolfram's collar bone before whispering back. "I love you too."

A/N::: Be thankful the god of ideas didn't give me anything these past few weeks, because thats why the smut has arrived. XD

This is sort of short but is smut and is Wolfyuu smut so I don't think to many will be unhappy… I'm sorry this is late…,

Murata: Quit slacking off then

*points at him angrily* You try writing smut while your mother is giving her dog a bath and saying 'good boy' repeatedly. Its awkward! DX

So I had to take a break! (( My room is RIGHT next to the bathroom, just a wall apart. ))

Murata: Excuse for all the other days?

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