'Thinking'

"talking"

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Chapter Four

The heat was searing, as they grabbed for each other. Pressing their faces together, their lips moving in sudden hot passion, neither was aware of the door closing them inside the office. Breaths coming in short bursts only made the heat increase. Hands were moving through hair, over clothed skin, needing to touch everywhere all at once. Wolfram felt his head clouding, as he and Yuuri began to move even further into the room. The connection of their lips seemed sealed, as they breathed harshly through their noses.

It wasn't until Wolfram's leg connected with the small side table next to the bookcase that their concentration came back into focus. And all it took was for them to bang their foreheads to be awoken from their muddled fixation on each other. Immediately their attention moved from each other to the pain in their heads. As they rubbed their foreheads they glanced towards the other and then both turned away in sudden embarrassment.

Yuuri thought he should be swallowed up by the floor and thrown into the pits of fiery lava; then maybe he'd begin to cool off. As he and Wolfram continued to ignore each other, Yuuri began to wonder where the sudden rush of lust had come from. Yes he'd kissed Wolfram yesterday, and he had confessed his love for Wolfram; and the sleepless tense night before could all be factors in their sudden desires. But Yurri had a feeling it wasn't fully because of that.

Gathering as much courage as he could muster, Yuuri turned towards Wolfram's still turned face. "Um..Wolf? Uh..what was it that you needed?" 'Great Yuuri chicken out, that's just great.' Yuuri sighed in self deprecation.

Wolfram turned towards Yuuri pulling on his shirt to straighten out the wrinkles placed there. Sleeking his mused hair back into place Wolfram's composure was restored as well. "I came to see what you were up too…wimp." Yuuri would have been irritated with the wimp comment but the still slight redness of Wolfram's cheeks helped him realize it was Wolfram's way of trying to get over the awkward situation. "After breakfast I was training my men, and I began wondering how you were feeling." Wolfram turned to look out towards the training grounds. "I wasn't going to bother you of course; we are trying to keep the tongues from wagging, thanks to that debacle of a breakfast I was stewing in anger. I was going to take my anger out on some targets instead and I suddenly..needed..to see..you." Wolfram said finishing his sentence on a slight pause as embarrassment entered his voice. He was experiencing this more and more often over the last 24 hours.

When he'd had to convince Yuuri that they were meant to be it had seemed easier to use his forwardness to push Yuuri into realizing it as well, but now that they both knew they loved each other it was really hard, and embarrassing, to be so forward. It was making him awkward and Wolfram Von Benfield was not awkward.

Yuuri had been watching him at the window as Wolfram was lost in his own thoughts. Yuuri just couldn't seem to stop staring at Wolfram, with the sun glinting off his golden locks and the proud stance of Wolfram's bearing making him ethereal looking, Yuuri's heart rate continue to speed up. Yuuri found himself walking towards Wolfram's form, entranced by the picture in front of him.

'Why did I never realize how much my heart beats when he's around? I really must have been in denial.' Walking up behind him, Yuuri reached around Wolfram and placed his arms around his waist. Wolfram stiffened at Yuuri's presence but he didn't remove himself.

"Yuuri?" he asked.

"Hmm?" Yuuri answered, leaning his cheek against Wolfram's hair. Wolfram crooked his head to the side and looked at Yuuri's tired but content face. Woflram sighed, grinning a little.

"Nothing," He said leaning back towards Yuuri. "Wimp." He turned back towards the window. Yuuri's grip tightened but he didn't let go. Yuuri closed his eyes and leaned more into Wolfram's neck, smelling the musk that only belonged to Wolfram coming into his nose. Yuuri was content.

They stood there for a long while before a loud noise in the hallway broke them from their trance. Shaking themselves out of their own thoughts they separated from each other. The heat that had built between them caused them to shudder at its sudden lose. Looking at each other, a blush built. Yuuri chuckled scratching his head in nervousness. Wolfram snorted and headed for the door. "I'll see you later, wimp."

"I love you too Wolfram." Yuuri replied. Wolfram stutter-stepped, glancing behind him in shocked pleasure, before he gave off his trade mark smirk and opened the door.

"Of course you do." He declared leaving the door open behind him. Yuuri chuckled and went back to his desk.

He wasn't sure what that whole episode had been about, but it had been really nice. "I hope we can do that more often." He murmured. Reaching his desk once more Yuuri dug into the smaller pile of papers sitting on his desk.

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Really sorry for the late update. I'm suffering from survere writers block. This is the first chapter I've written in almost 2 years! For those of you still following me. THANK YOU J Free cookies for all of you.

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