KKM Advent/Winter Fic Challenge 25/25 FINAL
Bwwahhhaaa!!! And the KKM ficlets are DONE!!!!!! :D
Here be the last installment. Sorry for how long it took, but this sucker had a mind of it's own and just kept going! (pun intended :P) This here is the lemon installment, so you won't find this on ff.net. Instead, you can go to my LJ, the comm or even my website (Fanfiction Sanctuary - shameless plug). In case you didn't read above...
WARNING: LEMON AHEAD!!
Yes, lots and lots of lemon. Pairing is Yuuri/Wolfram, of course. I may be convinced to do the other pairings, if time and motivation hit me :P And now on to ficcage!
December 25th
Warning: Lemon - NC-17!
Pairing: Yuuri/Wolfram
Pages: 9 :P
The ballroom was filled to capacity, which had Yuuri a bit antsy about. He’d never been in a room with so many people before. And of course, they were all staring at him since he was the king. He would have hid behind Wolfram if his fiancé hadn’t disappeared, stationing himself next to his mother. Thankfully, Greta had come to his rescue, taking his hand and leading him out to the dance floor to dance.
Near Cecilie, Wolfram stood nervously. Until the engagement was announced, he couldn’t go anywhere near Yuuri, which had him irritated. No one had better go near Yuuri or face his wrath! He did find it cute, however, when Yuuri took Greta out onto the dance floor.
It wasn’t long after the music ended that Cecilie climbed to the dais of the nearby platform, calling attention to her self. “Welcome, nobles of Shin Makoku. We welcome you here to the Winter Festival Ball! This day we celebrate the Winter Solstice, but more importantly, we celebrate the betrothal of our beloved king!”
Cheers rang through the room as Yuuri strode through the throng of people to the dais. She smiled at the flustered king, holding her hand out. Yuuri took it, climbing onto the dais and stood next to her.
She smiled at him, and then pulled Wolfram forward by his hand. “Today is a joyous day, my lords and ladies. Today, our lord and king has chosen a mate. It is with great honor that I announced the engagement of King Yuuri and Wolfram von Bielefeld.”
Wolfram flushed, looking over at Yuuri out of the corner of his eye. There was an identical flush on his fiancé’s face, though whether from the attention or what they were doing, he wasn’t sure. He turned back at the sound of the applause, a bit surprised. He hadn’t expected the lords and ladies from the various families of Shin Makoku to be pleased with this union. There was, after all, no physical chance of them having an heir.
Then again, this was his mother arranging this and he was sure she had a way around that.
The applause that resounded after the announcement was deafening. Yuuri was just as surprised as Wolfram about it, though he shouldn’t have been. All the country knew of their engagement and there had never been any opposition to it before. He’d half expected to someone come out of the crowd and denounce them. Of course he was happy when they didn’t, and he felt a heavy weight lift from his shoulders and truly began to enjoy the evening.
The night wore on, and couples discreetly left the ballroom for other, more interesting, diversions. Surprisingly, Konrad and Anissina were the first to leave. They’d bid Yuuri and Wolfram congratulations before slipping out one of the side doors. It was two days later when they were finally seen again, each holding the others hand openly.
Yuuri shook his head, and then sweat dropped when he saw Murata wave at him from across the ballroom before dragging a giggling Gisella out into the gardens. He gave a heavy sigh. What was with everyone all of a sudden? It was like Cupid had hit them all of a sudden, but it wasn’t February, it was December!
He wasn’t really surprised to see Gunter and Gwendel move off into the shadows, followed by a door closing behind them. The two had made no secret that they were lovers, not for awhile now. ‘Everyone else seems intent on boinking like rabbits, why not them?’ he thought sourly to himself.
Yuuri wasn’t quite sure why he felt so discontent. He was happy for his friends, that they all had found someone to share their lives with. A hand rested on his shoulder and he was reminded that he too had someone to share his life with now. At least the announcement was formalized now.
“Yuuri…let’s leave,” Wolfram whispered into Yuuri’s ear from behind. Yuuri shivered at the soft touch. He looked back at Wolfram and was surprised to see an intense look of desire in his eyes. He felt his face burn in a hot blush, but didn’t protest when his fiancé took his hand and led him out of the ballroom.
Surprised to see that no one followed, Yuuri turned from the direction they’d come and followed Wolfram back to Yuuri’s bedchamber. He’d started thinking of it as “theirs” since Wolfram spent most of his time there anyway. There didn’t seem to be anyone around, which he found odd. Even during a party like this, there were usually servants about.
They soon arrived at Yuuri’s room and they slipped inside silently. Once the door was closed, Yuuri gave a slight yelp when Wolfram grabbed him by the tunic and kissed him hard on the lips.
It wasn’t that he didn’t like the kiss, because he did. Or he was growing to like it; it was still a new experience for him. But his fiancé was just so forceful! He didn’t think he’d ever seen Wolfram like this before.
Pulling back, Yuuri fidgeted slightly, his eyes on the ground. “Maybe we should get ready for bed?”
“Excellent idea,” Wolfram said instantly, making Yuuri squeak when the blond began to take his clothes off.
Yuuri closed his eyes and counted to ten. He wasn’t bothered by this…of course not! They were both guys, after all. He’d seen naked guys before in the locker room all the time and it never bothered him. Besides, Wolfram would be in that silly pink nightgown soon enough anyway.
Unfortunately for Yuuri’s sensibilities, the blond prince didn’t so much as look at the nightgown. He prodded Yuuri over to the bed, gently helping his king remove his own clothes. Yuuri was too flustered to say or do anything but let it happen. When he felt his bare skin exposed to the cold air of the room, then he realized what was happening and tried to call a halt to it.
“Wolfram, what are we doing?! We can’t do this! We’re…well…we’re guys!”
“So?” Wolfram demanded, arching an eyebrow up at his fiancé. “You didn’t have a problem with us getting engaged earlier. Why now?”
“Uhm…” Yuuri had to admit that Wolfram was right. He hadn’t had any problems with it. Though he did notice something different about Wolfram. There was an intensity about it that had never been there before. Then again, he’d seen it in the others as well. Something fishy was going on here…
He certainly didn’t have time to think about it, however. Wolfram, taking advantage of the silence, pushed Yuuri onto his back on the bed and pounced. Yuuri gave a yelp, surprised. “What is with you? I didn’t think announcing our engagement would make you like this!”
“Huh?” Wolfram blinked, surprised. “You mean you don’t know?”
“Know what?” Yuuri had a feeling it was going to be one of those strange Shin Makoku customs or something. He really needed to brush up on his knowledge of those!
“The winter solstice…that’s why Mother was so insistent on us announcing our engagement now and not later,” Wolfram said a playful smile on his lips. This might be fun if Yuuri didn’t know about it.
“Oh…what’s so special about the winter solstice?” Yuuri asked, truly confused now.
Wolfram smirked. “Like all creatures, we mazoku have a time of procreation.”
“Wait…wait…” Yuuri stared at Wolfram in shock. “You mean the winter solstice is the mazoku’s mating season?!”
“Yep!” Wolfram grinned, pleased that Yuuri had caught on so fast.
“Wow,” Yuuri was impressed with himself. He’d actually figured it out on his own. But that didn’t solve the little problem he now faced. If it was their “mating season” as it were, then short of tying Wolfram up…though that had possibilities in and of it self…
“Okay, that makes sense I suppose,” Yuuri admitted and then smiled shyly at Wolfram. The blond stilled, forgetting the intense emotions running through him at the one smile. He suddenly didn’t care what happened that night, just so long as Yuuri never lost that beautiful smile.
Reaching out, Yuuri closed his eyes and tentatively kissed Wolfram on the lips. It wasn’t quite like the kiss they’d shared earlier in the month, but it was close. This was shy and uncertain, though there was a hint of love buried within it. Wolfram closed his eyes blissfully at the kiss, feeling as if his whole world revolved around that one touch.
Making his decision, Yuuri leaned in and kissed Wolfram again, the blond slowly laying out on the bed. He’d already agreed to the engagement; there was no turning back now. Besides, he’d come to realize just how important Wolfram was to him.
Soft lips met his and he was lost instantly. Nothing mattered but the one beneath him. He’d never realized just how soft Wolfram’s skin was, or how silky his hair felt against his cheek. He closed his eyes, his lips trailing down the side of his fiancé’s neck.
Wolfram gave a soft moan and Yuuri felt a spike of pleasure fill him. He had caused that beautiful sound and he found himself wanting to hear more. The fact that he was still a virgin didn’t even come into play in his mind, nor the fact that Wolfram might be the same. The only thing that mattered was that they were here together.
Wolfram moaned, his head falling back in pleasure. These were such new feelings for him, but he didn't’ want them to ever stop. His fingers tangled in Yuuri’s black hair, silently urging him on. Yuuri seemed to take the hint, as his lips trailed lower. He seemed to know exactly what to do, without any hesitation whatsoever.
It was almost like someone was guiding him, explaining what to do. He had a sense it was the spirit within, but he also knew that it wouldn’t interfere. This was just helpful, teaching advice, nothing more.
Glad that he would have Wolfram all to himself, Yuuri moved lower, his lips and tongue teasing around an exposed nipple. Wolfram cried out at the touch, whimpering softly in pleasure. Surprised at what he’d caused, Yuuri moved to the other, doing the same thing, with the same response. He was starting to enjoy this!
Wolfram’s cries of pleasure certainly were more than enough to get his own blood boiling and he bit his lip in anticipation. He looked down and flushed slightly. With both of them naked, he had not trouble seeing that they were both hard as rock. He groaned, closing his eyes and leaned down for a kiss.
That was his mistake. Leaning down, his cock brushed against Wolfram’s and they both gave a cry of unexpected pleasure. That had certainly been unexpected! Wanting to feel that again, and hear Wolfram’s cries, Yuuri leaned down to rub himself against Wolfram.
The two gave simultaneous moans of pleasure. Yuuri had read enough yaoi doujinshi to know what to do, though he’d never in his life imagined it to feel quite this good. He groaned, biting his bottom lip as he rocked against Wolfram. The blond cried out, his hands fisting in the sheets, his own body rocking against his fiancé’s.
The new lovers moved against one another, cries of ecstasy and bliss filling the room. Yuuri finally pulled back, panting heavily. He’d been so close, but he knew there was more than this and he wanted their joining to be complete before he allowed his own pleasure to spike.
But that wasn’t to say he couldn’t make Wolfram come over and over before they joined fully. A devilish look came over his features and he resembled the Spirit of the Maou perfectly at that moment. There was a bottle of oil on the nightstand that he used to massage away the kinks in his legs when he was training and he grabbed it.
Kissing his way back down his soon to be lover, Yuuri locked around Wolfram’s bellybutton, making the young blond cry out and arch slightly. Swallowing nervously, since he’d never done this before, Yuuri closed his eyes and tentatively touched the tip of his tongue to tip of Wolfram’s hard member.
Wolfram’s eyes widened and he gave a loud cry, whimpering. That had felt so good! He’d never felt anything like that before and he gave a soft mew, hoping to encourage Yuuri to do it again.
At first unsure, Yuuri finally did do it again, and when Wolfram’s cries of pleasure increased, he became bolder. His tongue slid out and encircled the hard flesh, laving at it and caressing it. Remembering this particularly hot doujinshi, Yuuri blushed, but did as he remembered, taking his new lover into his mouth and swallowed around him.
Wolfram screamed, his body arching up in unexpected pleasure. A hand was no match for a warm mouth he soon discovered. It was like nothing he’d ever experienced before, but he knew he didn’t want it to stop. He wanted anything that Yuuri was willing to give him, and whatever he was doing now felt so very good.
Yuuri groaned his hips moving back and forth as he bobbed his head on his lover. His own cries would have matched Wolfram’s if he’d been able to speak. The friction of the sheets against his hardness as he moved, coupled with Wolfram’s pants and cries of pleasure, was nearly enough to send him over the edge himself. He forced himself to stop, only his head moving to please his beloved.
He gave a surprised yelp when Wolfram arched off the bed, his head tossing in ecstasy as he came. Yuuri pulled back, trying not to choke. He licked his lips, tasting Wolfram on his lips. He smiled, leaning over to kiss Wolfram passionately, both of them groaning in renewed desire.
Threading his fingers in the soft black hair, Wolfram pulled back, a look of nervousness on his face. “You’ve done this before haven’t you?”
“Me? Uh…no,” Yuuri admitted with a flush.
“No?” Wolfram was now suspicious and not nervous. “Who’d you practice on?! You cheater! Who was he?!”
Yuuri couldn’t help but snicker. Wolfram didn’t change, but then, he wouldn’t want him to. “I didn't practice on anyone. I read about it. I’ll show you my doujinshi collection one day. It has some very interesting pointers!”
“Doe-gin-she?” Wolfram tried to pronounce it, failing miserably.
Yuuri snickered and shrugged. “Trust me on this, okay? You know I would never cheat on you.”
Wolfram frowned, but sighed and nodded. “I know. Sorry, it’s gotten to be a habit.”
“So I noticed,” Yuuri grinned and then leaned forward to kiss his lover deeply. Wolfram moaned, wrapping his arms around Yuuri’s neck and arched up against him.
Yuuri groaned into the kiss, his control slipping very quickly. Remembering that it was very important to prepare the other partner, Yuuri opened the bottle of oil he’d procured from the nightstand. He dripped the contents over his fingers and leaned up to take his lover’s lips in a kiss.
Wolfram groaned, opening his mouth underneath the onslaught of his new lover. Their tongues tangled and intertwined, the kiss nearly stealing away his very breath. He gave a mewing cry then, something invading where nothing had every been before. He could feel Yuuri’s fingers inside him and he immediately found it arousing and painful at the same time.
He gripped the sheets of the bed, his head falling back and his legs parted wantonly. He gasped in pleasure suddenly, Yuuri’s finger touching something deep inside. What was that? Whatever it was, he wanted more. It was like a fiery spike of intense pleasure coursing through the center of his very soul.
Apparently whatever he’d just hit, Wolfram liked, judging from the way he was acting. Yuuri kissed down his lover’s neck, his fingers stroking him inside more, preparing his beloved for their true joining. After what seemed to be an endless amount of time, he pulled his hand back, unable to hold back any longer.
He was surprised when Wolfram took the bottle and lathered his own hand with the oil. Yuuri gave a soft cry, Wolfram’s hand around his arousal almost more than he could take at the moment. He groaned, arching into the touch as Wolfram caressed him. This much the blond knew how to do and knew of its importance.
Yuuri finally couldn’t take it anymore and pushed Wolfram’s hand away from his arousal. He groaned, leaning down to plunder his lover’s mouth, his hands spreading Wolfram’s legs. The blond groaned, his fingers digging into Yuuri’s back and urging him on. He didn’t need much urging; moments later he was poised and pushed in, causing both boys to cry out.
Neither had ever experienced this sort of thing before, so hadn’t been prepared by the sensations that overran them. Wolfram whimpered, clutching Yuuri’s back tightly, trying not to cry out. It was the oddest feeling, having him inside like this. He’d dreamed of it for so long, but the reality was something entirely different. The pain was still there, but it was gradually fading, being replaced by intense pleasure.
They both cried out in unison, Yuuri’s hips moving faster. He gasped and then took his lover’s lips in a heated kiss. Wolfram clung to him desperately, kissing him passionately, their tongues tangling in an erotic dance, Yuuri’s body slowly filling his beloved A deep moan of pleasure escaped Wolfram, all pain having left him. He wrapped his legs around his lover’s waist, pulling him in further.
They both gasped at the sensation and Yuuri gave in, losing all control and pounding into his lover. Neither one lasted very long at this pace; both were still very new to the sensations of lovemaking. When it hit, it hit them together and they both screamed their pleasure. Yuuri fell against his fiancé, his face buried against his neck. He panted heavily, trying to get some measure of control back. He finally gave up, liking the feeling of all control gone. It was a welcome change from always having to be in control of himself and his surroundings.
The two boys finally gazed at one another and a beautiful smile spread across Wolfram’s face. An answering one slid over Yuuri’s and they both sighed happily. Yuuri closed his eyes and snuggled against Wolfram, soon fast asleep. The blond soon joined him in slumber, both of them content and looking forward to what the New Year had in store for them and their relationship.
Crossposted to kyou_kara_maou & suboshiyui
Here be the last installment. Sorry for how long it took, but this sucker had a mind of it's own and just kept going! (pun intended :P) This here is the lemon installment, so you won't find this on ff.net. Instead, you can go to my LJ, the comm or even my website (Fanfiction Sanctuary - shameless plug). In case you didn't read above...
WARNING: LEMON AHEAD!!
Yes, lots and lots of lemon. Pairing is Yuuri/Wolfram, of course. I may be convinced to do the other pairings, if time and motivation hit me :P And now on to ficcage!
December 25th
Warning: Lemon - NC-17!
Pairing: Yuuri/Wolfram
Pages: 9 :P
The ballroom was filled to capacity, which had Yuuri a bit antsy about. He’d never been in a room with so many people before. And of course, they were all staring at him since he was the king. He would have hid behind Wolfram if his fiancé hadn’t disappeared, stationing himself next to his mother. Thankfully, Greta had come to his rescue, taking his hand and leading him out to the dance floor to dance.
Near Cecilie, Wolfram stood nervously. Until the engagement was announced, he couldn’t go anywhere near Yuuri, which had him irritated. No one had better go near Yuuri or face his wrath! He did find it cute, however, when Yuuri took Greta out onto the dance floor.
It wasn’t long after the music ended that Cecilie climbed to the dais of the nearby platform, calling attention to her self. “Welcome, nobles of Shin Makoku. We welcome you here to the Winter Festival Ball! This day we celebrate the Winter Solstice, but more importantly, we celebrate the betrothal of our beloved king!”
Cheers rang through the room as Yuuri strode through the throng of people to the dais. She smiled at the flustered king, holding her hand out. Yuuri took it, climbing onto the dais and stood next to her.
She smiled at him, and then pulled Wolfram forward by his hand. “Today is a joyous day, my lords and ladies. Today, our lord and king has chosen a mate. It is with great honor that I announced the engagement of King Yuuri and Wolfram von Bielefeld.”
Wolfram flushed, looking over at Yuuri out of the corner of his eye. There was an identical flush on his fiancé’s face, though whether from the attention or what they were doing, he wasn’t sure. He turned back at the sound of the applause, a bit surprised. He hadn’t expected the lords and ladies from the various families of Shin Makoku to be pleased with this union. There was, after all, no physical chance of them having an heir.
Then again, this was his mother arranging this and he was sure she had a way around that.
The applause that resounded after the announcement was deafening. Yuuri was just as surprised as Wolfram about it, though he shouldn’t have been. All the country knew of their engagement and there had never been any opposition to it before. He’d half expected to someone come out of the crowd and denounce them. Of course he was happy when they didn’t, and he felt a heavy weight lift from his shoulders and truly began to enjoy the evening.
The night wore on, and couples discreetly left the ballroom for other, more interesting, diversions. Surprisingly, Konrad and Anissina were the first to leave. They’d bid Yuuri and Wolfram congratulations before slipping out one of the side doors. It was two days later when they were finally seen again, each holding the others hand openly.
Yuuri shook his head, and then sweat dropped when he saw Murata wave at him from across the ballroom before dragging a giggling Gisella out into the gardens. He gave a heavy sigh. What was with everyone all of a sudden? It was like Cupid had hit them all of a sudden, but it wasn’t February, it was December!
He wasn’t really surprised to see Gunter and Gwendel move off into the shadows, followed by a door closing behind them. The two had made no secret that they were lovers, not for awhile now. ‘Everyone else seems intent on boinking like rabbits, why not them?’ he thought sourly to himself.
Yuuri wasn’t quite sure why he felt so discontent. He was happy for his friends, that they all had found someone to share their lives with. A hand rested on his shoulder and he was reminded that he too had someone to share his life with now. At least the announcement was formalized now.
“Yuuri…let’s leave,” Wolfram whispered into Yuuri’s ear from behind. Yuuri shivered at the soft touch. He looked back at Wolfram and was surprised to see an intense look of desire in his eyes. He felt his face burn in a hot blush, but didn’t protest when his fiancé took his hand and led him out of the ballroom.
Surprised to see that no one followed, Yuuri turned from the direction they’d come and followed Wolfram back to Yuuri’s bedchamber. He’d started thinking of it as “theirs” since Wolfram spent most of his time there anyway. There didn’t seem to be anyone around, which he found odd. Even during a party like this, there were usually servants about.
They soon arrived at Yuuri’s room and they slipped inside silently. Once the door was closed, Yuuri gave a slight yelp when Wolfram grabbed him by the tunic and kissed him hard on the lips.
It wasn’t that he didn’t like the kiss, because he did. Or he was growing to like it; it was still a new experience for him. But his fiancé was just so forceful! He didn’t think he’d ever seen Wolfram like this before.
Pulling back, Yuuri fidgeted slightly, his eyes on the ground. “Maybe we should get ready for bed?”
“Excellent idea,” Wolfram said instantly, making Yuuri squeak when the blond began to take his clothes off.
Yuuri closed his eyes and counted to ten. He wasn’t bothered by this…of course not! They were both guys, after all. He’d seen naked guys before in the locker room all the time and it never bothered him. Besides, Wolfram would be in that silly pink nightgown soon enough anyway.
Unfortunately for Yuuri’s sensibilities, the blond prince didn’t so much as look at the nightgown. He prodded Yuuri over to the bed, gently helping his king remove his own clothes. Yuuri was too flustered to say or do anything but let it happen. When he felt his bare skin exposed to the cold air of the room, then he realized what was happening and tried to call a halt to it.
“Wolfram, what are we doing?! We can’t do this! We’re…well…we’re guys!”
“So?” Wolfram demanded, arching an eyebrow up at his fiancé. “You didn’t have a problem with us getting engaged earlier. Why now?”
“Uhm…” Yuuri had to admit that Wolfram was right. He hadn’t had any problems with it. Though he did notice something different about Wolfram. There was an intensity about it that had never been there before. Then again, he’d seen it in the others as well. Something fishy was going on here…
He certainly didn’t have time to think about it, however. Wolfram, taking advantage of the silence, pushed Yuuri onto his back on the bed and pounced. Yuuri gave a yelp, surprised. “What is with you? I didn’t think announcing our engagement would make you like this!”
“Huh?” Wolfram blinked, surprised. “You mean you don’t know?”
“Know what?” Yuuri had a feeling it was going to be one of those strange Shin Makoku customs or something. He really needed to brush up on his knowledge of those!
“The winter solstice…that’s why Mother was so insistent on us announcing our engagement now and not later,” Wolfram said a playful smile on his lips. This might be fun if Yuuri didn’t know about it.
“Oh…what’s so special about the winter solstice?” Yuuri asked, truly confused now.
Wolfram smirked. “Like all creatures, we mazoku have a time of procreation.”
“Wait…wait…” Yuuri stared at Wolfram in shock. “You mean the winter solstice is the mazoku’s mating season?!”
“Yep!” Wolfram grinned, pleased that Yuuri had caught on so fast.
“Wow,” Yuuri was impressed with himself. He’d actually figured it out on his own. But that didn’t solve the little problem he now faced. If it was their “mating season” as it were, then short of tying Wolfram up…though that had possibilities in and of it self…
“Okay, that makes sense I suppose,” Yuuri admitted and then smiled shyly at Wolfram. The blond stilled, forgetting the intense emotions running through him at the one smile. He suddenly didn’t care what happened that night, just so long as Yuuri never lost that beautiful smile.
Reaching out, Yuuri closed his eyes and tentatively kissed Wolfram on the lips. It wasn’t quite like the kiss they’d shared earlier in the month, but it was close. This was shy and uncertain, though there was a hint of love buried within it. Wolfram closed his eyes blissfully at the kiss, feeling as if his whole world revolved around that one touch.
Making his decision, Yuuri leaned in and kissed Wolfram again, the blond slowly laying out on the bed. He’d already agreed to the engagement; there was no turning back now. Besides, he’d come to realize just how important Wolfram was to him.
Soft lips met his and he was lost instantly. Nothing mattered but the one beneath him. He’d never realized just how soft Wolfram’s skin was, or how silky his hair felt against his cheek. He closed his eyes, his lips trailing down the side of his fiancé’s neck.
Wolfram gave a soft moan and Yuuri felt a spike of pleasure fill him. He had caused that beautiful sound and he found himself wanting to hear more. The fact that he was still a virgin didn’t even come into play in his mind, nor the fact that Wolfram might be the same. The only thing that mattered was that they were here together.
Wolfram moaned, his head falling back in pleasure. These were such new feelings for him, but he didn't’ want them to ever stop. His fingers tangled in Yuuri’s black hair, silently urging him on. Yuuri seemed to take the hint, as his lips trailed lower. He seemed to know exactly what to do, without any hesitation whatsoever.
It was almost like someone was guiding him, explaining what to do. He had a sense it was the spirit within, but he also knew that it wouldn’t interfere. This was just helpful, teaching advice, nothing more.
Glad that he would have Wolfram all to himself, Yuuri moved lower, his lips and tongue teasing around an exposed nipple. Wolfram cried out at the touch, whimpering softly in pleasure. Surprised at what he’d caused, Yuuri moved to the other, doing the same thing, with the same response. He was starting to enjoy this!
Wolfram’s cries of pleasure certainly were more than enough to get his own blood boiling and he bit his lip in anticipation. He looked down and flushed slightly. With both of them naked, he had not trouble seeing that they were both hard as rock. He groaned, closing his eyes and leaned down for a kiss.
That was his mistake. Leaning down, his cock brushed against Wolfram’s and they both gave a cry of unexpected pleasure. That had certainly been unexpected! Wanting to feel that again, and hear Wolfram’s cries, Yuuri leaned down to rub himself against Wolfram.
The two gave simultaneous moans of pleasure. Yuuri had read enough yaoi doujinshi to know what to do, though he’d never in his life imagined it to feel quite this good. He groaned, biting his bottom lip as he rocked against Wolfram. The blond cried out, his hands fisting in the sheets, his own body rocking against his fiancé’s.
The new lovers moved against one another, cries of ecstasy and bliss filling the room. Yuuri finally pulled back, panting heavily. He’d been so close, but he knew there was more than this and he wanted their joining to be complete before he allowed his own pleasure to spike.
But that wasn’t to say he couldn’t make Wolfram come over and over before they joined fully. A devilish look came over his features and he resembled the Spirit of the Maou perfectly at that moment. There was a bottle of oil on the nightstand that he used to massage away the kinks in his legs when he was training and he grabbed it.
Kissing his way back down his soon to be lover, Yuuri locked around Wolfram’s bellybutton, making the young blond cry out and arch slightly. Swallowing nervously, since he’d never done this before, Yuuri closed his eyes and tentatively touched the tip of his tongue to tip of Wolfram’s hard member.
Wolfram’s eyes widened and he gave a loud cry, whimpering. That had felt so good! He’d never felt anything like that before and he gave a soft mew, hoping to encourage Yuuri to do it again.
At first unsure, Yuuri finally did do it again, and when Wolfram’s cries of pleasure increased, he became bolder. His tongue slid out and encircled the hard flesh, laving at it and caressing it. Remembering this particularly hot doujinshi, Yuuri blushed, but did as he remembered, taking his new lover into his mouth and swallowed around him.
Wolfram screamed, his body arching up in unexpected pleasure. A hand was no match for a warm mouth he soon discovered. It was like nothing he’d ever experienced before, but he knew he didn’t want it to stop. He wanted anything that Yuuri was willing to give him, and whatever he was doing now felt so very good.
Yuuri groaned his hips moving back and forth as he bobbed his head on his lover. His own cries would have matched Wolfram’s if he’d been able to speak. The friction of the sheets against his hardness as he moved, coupled with Wolfram’s pants and cries of pleasure, was nearly enough to send him over the edge himself. He forced himself to stop, only his head moving to please his beloved.
He gave a surprised yelp when Wolfram arched off the bed, his head tossing in ecstasy as he came. Yuuri pulled back, trying not to choke. He licked his lips, tasting Wolfram on his lips. He smiled, leaning over to kiss Wolfram passionately, both of them groaning in renewed desire.
Threading his fingers in the soft black hair, Wolfram pulled back, a look of nervousness on his face. “You’ve done this before haven’t you?”
“Me? Uh…no,” Yuuri admitted with a flush.
“No?” Wolfram was now suspicious and not nervous. “Who’d you practice on?! You cheater! Who was he?!”
Yuuri couldn’t help but snicker. Wolfram didn’t change, but then, he wouldn’t want him to. “I didn't practice on anyone. I read about it. I’ll show you my doujinshi collection one day. It has some very interesting pointers!”
“Doe-gin-she?” Wolfram tried to pronounce it, failing miserably.
Yuuri snickered and shrugged. “Trust me on this, okay? You know I would never cheat on you.”
Wolfram frowned, but sighed and nodded. “I know. Sorry, it’s gotten to be a habit.”
“So I noticed,” Yuuri grinned and then leaned forward to kiss his lover deeply. Wolfram moaned, wrapping his arms around Yuuri’s neck and arched up against him.
Yuuri groaned into the kiss, his control slipping very quickly. Remembering that it was very important to prepare the other partner, Yuuri opened the bottle of oil he’d procured from the nightstand. He dripped the contents over his fingers and leaned up to take his lover’s lips in a kiss.
Wolfram groaned, opening his mouth underneath the onslaught of his new lover. Their tongues tangled and intertwined, the kiss nearly stealing away his very breath. He gave a mewing cry then, something invading where nothing had every been before. He could feel Yuuri’s fingers inside him and he immediately found it arousing and painful at the same time.
He gripped the sheets of the bed, his head falling back and his legs parted wantonly. He gasped in pleasure suddenly, Yuuri’s finger touching something deep inside. What was that? Whatever it was, he wanted more. It was like a fiery spike of intense pleasure coursing through the center of his very soul.
Apparently whatever he’d just hit, Wolfram liked, judging from the way he was acting. Yuuri kissed down his lover’s neck, his fingers stroking him inside more, preparing his beloved for their true joining. After what seemed to be an endless amount of time, he pulled his hand back, unable to hold back any longer.
He was surprised when Wolfram took the bottle and lathered his own hand with the oil. Yuuri gave a soft cry, Wolfram’s hand around his arousal almost more than he could take at the moment. He groaned, arching into the touch as Wolfram caressed him. This much the blond knew how to do and knew of its importance.
Yuuri finally couldn’t take it anymore and pushed Wolfram’s hand away from his arousal. He groaned, leaning down to plunder his lover’s mouth, his hands spreading Wolfram’s legs. The blond groaned, his fingers digging into Yuuri’s back and urging him on. He didn’t need much urging; moments later he was poised and pushed in, causing both boys to cry out.
Neither had ever experienced this sort of thing before, so hadn’t been prepared by the sensations that overran them. Wolfram whimpered, clutching Yuuri’s back tightly, trying not to cry out. It was the oddest feeling, having him inside like this. He’d dreamed of it for so long, but the reality was something entirely different. The pain was still there, but it was gradually fading, being replaced by intense pleasure.
They both cried out in unison, Yuuri’s hips moving faster. He gasped and then took his lover’s lips in a heated kiss. Wolfram clung to him desperately, kissing him passionately, their tongues tangling in an erotic dance, Yuuri’s body slowly filling his beloved A deep moan of pleasure escaped Wolfram, all pain having left him. He wrapped his legs around his lover’s waist, pulling him in further.
They both gasped at the sensation and Yuuri gave in, losing all control and pounding into his lover. Neither one lasted very long at this pace; both were still very new to the sensations of lovemaking. When it hit, it hit them together and they both screamed their pleasure. Yuuri fell against his fiancé, his face buried against his neck. He panted heavily, trying to get some measure of control back. He finally gave up, liking the feeling of all control gone. It was a welcome change from always having to be in control of himself and his surroundings.
The two boys finally gazed at one another and a beautiful smile spread across Wolfram’s face. An answering one slid over Yuuri’s and they both sighed happily. Yuuri closed his eyes and snuggled against Wolfram, soon fast asleep. The blond soon joined him in slumber, both of them content and looking forward to what the New Year had in store for them and their relationship.
Crossposted to kyou_kara_maou & suboshiyui