[Unfinished] Conrad/Yuuri/Wolfram smut.
The last few days have been busy and today I spent most of the day playing with PSP9 so the ficbits/drabbles come up tomorrow.
Meanwhile, have some Conrad/Yuuri/Wolfram. This was the one version that I really liked before the one I posted but then, by half of it, I suddenly realized that the prompt was nowhere to be seen so I dropped it and went to the one posted.
I'm still iffy about finishing this one, not because I don't like it - I do, even if it's been a while since I indulged in Wolfram's POV and I fear I got him all mixed - but because it reflects a lot of the things I wrote in the other fic.
We'll see, I guess.
When he comes out from hiding, Yuuri seems like a horse dealing with unexpected fire, frozen and with eyes wide open, just about to bolt. That at least is more familiar and less painful than having him awkward and not knowing how to talk to him since he told him the engagement was over. It makes Wolfram smile a little as he gets closer. When he dares to look towards his brother he's also smiling and he gives a small nod.
“Wolfram, I-I mean, you were and... ohman... Wolfram, I-”
He rolls his eyes, placing his hands on Yuuri's waist. “Wimp, in case you didn't notice - I heard.”
That at least makes Yuuri freeze up, stop stuttering excuses for what he had said (“I never knew I wanted him before... and now it's too late”) mouth still partly open, still looking... surprised? Scared? Worried? Wolfram clicks his tongue against his teeth, feeling himself blush, his heartbeat still erratically beating inside him before he leans forward, takes advantage of Yuuri's open mouth to kiss him deeply from the beginning, coaxing his tongue with his.
It's been years since he last kissed anyone but it feels longer how much he has waited for the chance to kiss Yuuri like this. He feels Conrad's gaze on them, on him and remembers other expectations he long ago learned to put aside. Yuuri relaxes into the kiss by degrees and Wolfram feels himself shiver when Yuuri starts kissing him back, moving his own arms around his neck and pressing close.
He's barely aware of the sound of Conrad moving up from the bed where he had been sitting and that old yearning that Wolfram forced himself to push aside after he learned more truths than he cared for is back there. Conrad is about to go and sacrifice his happiness again despite how much he loves Yuuri for him.
Wolfram has barely a few seconds to react and he hears Yuuri's gasp when he lets go of the kiss to catch Conrad's wrist with his hand.
When they were younger, he never had to say what he wanted, what he needed for Conrad to know. That might be long forgotten - his fault for his jealousy and doubts - but he holds unto his brother's wrist and then slides his hand unto his. He hasn't hold Conrad's hand like this since he was just a young demon, before he found out about Conrad being half human. His brother's hand is rougher and stronger than he remembers but then again so is his. He squeezes his hand like he used to do and licks his lips and hopes that-
“Stay.” Yuuri says. Both he and Conrad turned, surprised, towards Yuuri, who is blushing but then Yuuri smiles with his usual warmth and something inside Wolfram aches at the sight. Under his hand, he feels Conrad's fingers twitching and he knows his brother is affected, too. “I want you to stay,” and then, lower. “... and I don't think I'm the only one.”
He turns to look towards Conrad, also blushing, but he hopes that Conrad will understand. He doesn't let go of his hand and doesn't let go of Yuuri. There's a brief spear of normal jealousy when Yuuri reaches for Conrad too, that usual fear that they're both going to forget about him and leave him behind.
Wolfram is sick and tired of being left behind, of wondering if the people he loves will ever come back and he's also tired of his brother giving up his happiness for the sake of others. Perhaps he is too selfish, but if it's for Conrad, he'll be the one to make the sacrifices and hopefully his brother will be selfish enough to take what he has to offer.
Before he can second guess himself, he reaches for Conrad, hand still on his, let's go of Yuuri so that he can curl his other arm around Conrad's neck and make him lean a little. He kisses Conrad with eyes open at first, nothing but lips as he tries to search for a way to make him believe that he wants this, that both he and Yuuri (because he had said so and Yuuri couldn't lie to save his life) want this.
Conrad keeps his eyes open, too, and then something gives in; Wolfram tastes his sigh and feels the way his brother's muscles shift and relax a little and when Conrad let's go of his hand is just to wrap his arm around his waist, his mouth as gentle as he always thought. His mouth opens slowly and Wolfram shivers at the long, liquid tangle of tongues.
He startles when he feels Yuuri press behind him and makes up for the moment Yuuri has of doubts by giving a soft moan, reaching with the hand that had moved to rest over Conrad's hip behind him, touching the back of Yuuri's head. He feels Conrad smile against his lips and he nips at his lip to stop him from saying anything.
Wolfram doesn't want any of them to say anything. Not now. Not that this might actually happen when he had been just about to give up on both of them, thinking that they didn't want him. Knowing that they do... he's not sure what he'd do if one of them was to stop.
When he and Conrad break the kiss, he shifts a little to the side so that Yuuri can kiss Conrad too and he watches for a few moments, waiting for the jealousy or anger to come back full force, but their arms are still around him and when he starts undoing Yuuri's shirt, he sees the way he shivers and then how he gasps when he leans towards him to kiss his bared throat.
Meanwhile, have some Conrad/Yuuri/Wolfram. This was the one version that I really liked before the one I posted but then, by half of it, I suddenly realized that the prompt was nowhere to be seen so I dropped it and went to the one posted.
I'm still iffy about finishing this one, not because I don't like it - I do, even if it's been a while since I indulged in Wolfram's POV and I fear I got him all mixed - but because it reflects a lot of the things I wrote in the other fic.
We'll see, I guess.
When he comes out from hiding, Yuuri seems like a horse dealing with unexpected fire, frozen and with eyes wide open, just about to bolt. That at least is more familiar and less painful than having him awkward and not knowing how to talk to him since he told him the engagement was over. It makes Wolfram smile a little as he gets closer. When he dares to look towards his brother he's also smiling and he gives a small nod.
“Wolfram, I-I mean, you were and... ohman... Wolfram, I-”
He rolls his eyes, placing his hands on Yuuri's waist. “Wimp, in case you didn't notice - I heard.”
That at least makes Yuuri freeze up, stop stuttering excuses for what he had said (“I never knew I wanted him before... and now it's too late”) mouth still partly open, still looking... surprised? Scared? Worried? Wolfram clicks his tongue against his teeth, feeling himself blush, his heartbeat still erratically beating inside him before he leans forward, takes advantage of Yuuri's open mouth to kiss him deeply from the beginning, coaxing his tongue with his.
It's been years since he last kissed anyone but it feels longer how much he has waited for the chance to kiss Yuuri like this. He feels Conrad's gaze on them, on him and remembers other expectations he long ago learned to put aside. Yuuri relaxes into the kiss by degrees and Wolfram feels himself shiver when Yuuri starts kissing him back, moving his own arms around his neck and pressing close.
He's barely aware of the sound of Conrad moving up from the bed where he had been sitting and that old yearning that Wolfram forced himself to push aside after he learned more truths than he cared for is back there. Conrad is about to go and sacrifice his happiness again despite how much he loves Yuuri for him.
Wolfram has barely a few seconds to react and he hears Yuuri's gasp when he lets go of the kiss to catch Conrad's wrist with his hand.
When they were younger, he never had to say what he wanted, what he needed for Conrad to know. That might be long forgotten - his fault for his jealousy and doubts - but he holds unto his brother's wrist and then slides his hand unto his. He hasn't hold Conrad's hand like this since he was just a young demon, before he found out about Conrad being half human. His brother's hand is rougher and stronger than he remembers but then again so is his. He squeezes his hand like he used to do and licks his lips and hopes that-
“Stay.” Yuuri says. Both he and Conrad turned, surprised, towards Yuuri, who is blushing but then Yuuri smiles with his usual warmth and something inside Wolfram aches at the sight. Under his hand, he feels Conrad's fingers twitching and he knows his brother is affected, too. “I want you to stay,” and then, lower. “... and I don't think I'm the only one.”
He turns to look towards Conrad, also blushing, but he hopes that Conrad will understand. He doesn't let go of his hand and doesn't let go of Yuuri. There's a brief spear of normal jealousy when Yuuri reaches for Conrad too, that usual fear that they're both going to forget about him and leave him behind.
Wolfram is sick and tired of being left behind, of wondering if the people he loves will ever come back and he's also tired of his brother giving up his happiness for the sake of others. Perhaps he is too selfish, but if it's for Conrad, he'll be the one to make the sacrifices and hopefully his brother will be selfish enough to take what he has to offer.
Before he can second guess himself, he reaches for Conrad, hand still on his, let's go of Yuuri so that he can curl his other arm around Conrad's neck and make him lean a little. He kisses Conrad with eyes open at first, nothing but lips as he tries to search for a way to make him believe that he wants this, that both he and Yuuri (because he had said so and Yuuri couldn't lie to save his life) want this.
Conrad keeps his eyes open, too, and then something gives in; Wolfram tastes his sigh and feels the way his brother's muscles shift and relax a little and when Conrad let's go of his hand is just to wrap his arm around his waist, his mouth as gentle as he always thought. His mouth opens slowly and Wolfram shivers at the long, liquid tangle of tongues.
He startles when he feels Yuuri press behind him and makes up for the moment Yuuri has of doubts by giving a soft moan, reaching with the hand that had moved to rest over Conrad's hip behind him, touching the back of Yuuri's head. He feels Conrad smile against his lips and he nips at his lip to stop him from saying anything.
Wolfram doesn't want any of them to say anything. Not now. Not that this might actually happen when he had been just about to give up on both of them, thinking that they didn't want him. Knowing that they do... he's not sure what he'd do if one of them was to stop.
When he and Conrad break the kiss, he shifts a little to the side so that Yuuri can kiss Conrad too and he watches for a few moments, waiting for the jealousy or anger to come back full force, but their arms are still around him and when he starts undoing Yuuri's shirt, he sees the way he shivers and then how he gasps when he leans towards him to kiss his bared throat.