The Facts of Our Lives

By BlondeKnitter

Disclaimer: I do not own this anime and I make no money off of it.

a/n: this fact seemed really funny, and I just had to do it.

Fact: you cannot fold a regular piece of paper more than seven times.

Chapter 2

Yuuri sat in his office and Wolfram was standing over his shoulder as usual. They have been married less than a week, and some things never changed. He wanted to distract his wife so they could sneak off and fool around. His mind raced quickly until he settled on an idea.

"Hey Wolf, did you know that you cannot fold a normal piece of paper more than seven times?" he waited for the blonde to take the bait.

He wasn't disappointed. "What are you talking about, wimp? Folding paper is easy."

"Maybe, but you can't do it seven times in a row."

"I can do it eight times in a row."

Yuuri grinned, he had him now, "Bet you can't."

"BET I CAN! I CAN SO DO IT EIGHT TIMES!" the yelling blonde's face flushed with the anger he felt at being told he couldn't do something, and he stomped his foot in frustration.

"What do you want to bet you can't?" he was secretly walking in the clouds. He could get out of work and Wolf to bed.

He jutted his chin out and replied, "I'll bet you oral under the desk that I can."

"Umm, what about full on sex in our chambers?"

"Hmph, wimp, you're supposed to be working." his eyes widened in realization, "You asshole! You're using me to get out of work! Well, it's either oral under the desk, or nothing!"

With a sigh, Yuuri caved in. It would break up the monotony of the afternoon. "Deal." he handed him a sheet of new paper free of all wrinkles.

"Piece of pie." Wolfram muttered. Yuuri didn't even bother to correct him. He took the first fold that would half the sheet and creased it. He folded it again in fourths, again creasing it. "Feh, simple." the next fold was just as easy, into eighths, and creased it again. "That's three folds."

Yuuri sat there grinning at him. The next fold was a bit harder to crease, and the fifth fold almost couldn't be creased. He managed to get the sixth fold, only just barely. He stood there and tried to fold it again.

"UNNNGGGHHH! DAMMIT!" the tears of annoyance threatening to fall.

"Told you, Wolf. Can't be done."

"I'm not giving up just yet, wimp." he tried to fold the seventh time, but it just wouldn't cooperate with him. With a growl, he undid the paper and stared at it in concentration.

"A-HA! I got it!" he then took the paper and began to fold it fan style while counting, "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10," he made it to fourteen and held it in triumph in front of his aggravated husband. "There! Fourteen folds. I win!," he crowed.

Yuuri's eye twitched a time or two before he sighed, "Fine, you win by default. I'll do the damn paperwork."

Wolf pulled his chair out and crawled under the desk, "Don't be mad. I did kind of cheat." he unzipped the black pants and freed the king's erection and slid into his mouth. He let his tongue toy with the slit he knew was one of Yuuri's e-spots, and took him in to the hilt and moaned just so.

"Oh Shinou, WOLF!" he screamed before coming hard into his wife's mouth. With a pop, Wolfram released the spent cock and licked it clean. He replaced it into the pants and climbed out from under the desk.

"Now, finish your work, so we can sneak off to our chambers." with a farewell kiss, he left Yuuri sitting there boneless, tasting himself in his mouth. He replayed the image of the blonde walking away swinging his hips the way he knew would drive him crazy the most. It took him little time to complete the day's work and get to the bed chamber. A new record for him.