Name: I Touch Myself

Ratting: MA (Do you even need to ask why?)

Comment: Born from a song that I really love, yet I'm not fond of the drabble itselt...well I didn't want to remove it because other people do like it. So it stays.

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Wolfram glanced down from his window at the trainning grounds where he could see Yuuri and Konrad trading blow after blow. It seemed that 4 years of trainning had finaly broken down Yuuri's natural clumsy ways and made of him an acceptable swordman, yet it was easy to see he would never reach Konrad or even Wolfram, but he could deffend himself and that was enough. To any one else it could have looked like the prince was keeping a loving and jalouse eye over the king, after all who would suspect anything else from their beautiful, spitefull, virginal, spoiled prince. How wrong they could be sometimes. At this very moment, the beautiful blond had his hand in an indicent place and was moaning gently while working himself with pleasure.

"Yuuuuriiiii..."

He bit his lips and waitted for a second but it seemed no one had heard him so he went on, still making sure not to be too loud about it. Shortly after he came, eyes shut tight and lips parted in a silent scream, came the pain that always fallowed the pleasure. The pain of knowing that the reason he touched himself was because Yuuri would never want to touch him. The prince hurried to clean himself and make sure his clothes looked fine before he went to lounge on a love sit that was in his and the king's bedroom, yet he seemed unable to concentrate on the book he had grabbed.

"Can't read? Something bothering you?" A voice asked

"What? Oh its you Wimp! What do you want?"

"I asked if something was bother you? Aren't you going to get angry at me? I know you saw me sword fightting with Konrad and then having a good time."

"So you are cheatting on me!"

"NO! I can't even make a joke with you! Honest why do you want to get married if you hate me so much?"

"Hate you! Don't asume things about me!" Wolfram shouted "If I hated you then would I touch myself when I think of you!"

"You...what?"

A moment of silence passed between them, both young man bright red, unable to look each other. Finaly Yuuri glanced at the blond who seemed ready for tears and who was red from shame and anger at the situation. An image of Wolfram pleasuring himself flashed in his mind and for some reason, it made him feel strangely pleased at the idea that he brought on those feeling from this normal asexual young man.

"You honestly...to me?"

"Do we need to talk about this? Forget I even said that! I do hate you!"

"No you don't..." Yuuri teased, happy to see Wolfram turn twice as red.

"YOU STUPID, CHEATING WIMP! So I do...that when I think of you, go on laugh and then leave me alone!"

"Can I watch next time you...touch yourself?"

"Don't tease me like that! Do you think I have no feelings or something!"

"I'm not teasing! I want to see you...and touch you as well?"

Wolfram looked like he was going to faint as Yuuri smiled at him, a small little shy smile. Then something crossed the young blond's mind, a grin comming to his beautiful face as he walked towards the king and cuddled up gently to him. Yuuri smiled and hugged him close before they shared a small kiss.

"Yuuri...you touch yourself when you think of me don't you?"

"IT WAS ONE TIME IN THE BATH!"