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The Dream
Yuuri was dreaming.
Soft, warm lips parted on his neck, and the sharp moist tip
of a tongue teased his pulse point, making him squirm. His mouth opened slightly as he took a swift
breath when the lips against his neck started to trail down towards his chest. One of his nipples was suckled gently into
the warm cavity of his lover’s mouth and worried into hardened nub, sending a
bolt of heat directly to his groin. A
moan fell from his lips as his lover ran strong, sword-calloused hands along
his torso.
‘Conrad.’
The very name of
his lover tormented him, made him dizzy with want.
‘Conrad, Conrad,
Conrad.’
In his head, he repeated the name over and over like a
mantra. Strong arms embraced him, arms that
always made him feel wanted, protected and loved.
The heat of the other man’s skin was scalding him, as their naked torsos rubbed
together while open mouthed kisses were peppered along his jaw line. He parted his lips so that his lover’s name
could fall from his mouth, but the words were replaced with an inarticulate
sound when soft, hot lips laved a moist, blazing trail down his body.
His naval was circled by his lover’s talented tongue, and
the young king nearly arched off the bed.
Then he felt his lover’s hot breath right there, right where he was painfully erect, needing, and wanting.
“Please.” He
muttered, mostly incoherently. He was
intoxicated with passion, with need, and his eyelids fluttered and threatened
to open.
Yuuri firmly, swiftly screwed them shut.
He could feel his lover’s hot breath against the thin skin
just inside his thigh while those strong hands spread his legs apart, leaving
him completely exposed. He shivered,
whether it was from fear, desire, or a combination of both he did not know for
all of New Makoku, and at the first tentative swipe of a tongue against the tip
of his erection, Yuuri found that he couldn’t even breathe.
Hot wet lips swirled around him. The soft moist pressure slowly and
painstakingly worked downwards until he was completely surrounded by heat, and
he groaned. His grip was so strong on
the soft, silken sheet underneath him that his knuckles were white, and he
tossed his head to the side.
“Open your eyes.”
The words were murmured in a soft baritone; spoken huskily
as his lover peppered kisses along the side of his cock before engulfing him
once more.
Vaguely, through a thick haze of sleep and lust, Yuuri
registered the words and vigorously shook his head in response.
He knew that if he were to open his eyes, then Conrad would
be gone and this would all be just a dream, because there was no possible way
that this could be happening. It
couldn’t be happening, because things like this don’t happen to him. Not to him.
‘Conrad’
He had loved the half-demon soldier for so very long, since
before he was even born. He’d been
waiting for him to return his love for a lifetime. There was no, no way he was opening his eyes
now, because he knew all too well what he’d find. He’d only wake up in his own
bed, probably sweaty and hard with Wolfram curled next to him, wearing some
ridiculously frilly nightgown.
‘No.’
Better to stay asleep, because in his sleep he had Conrad in
a way that he knew he’d never have in the waking world.
“No… can’t.” He whispered, half into the pillow. His legs were quivering underneath him, and
he felt as if he was going to die if
something didn’t happen soon.
His lover merely laughed softly while his mouth was still
wrapped around him; the vibrations from his voice eliciting soft whimpers from
the trembling Maou.
He couldn’t see them, but he could feel the other’s dark
brown eyes burn into him as a sword calloused hand was wrapped around the base
of his aching erection, moving in time with the strong mouth that was working
the rest of him. His toes curled when
his lover increased his pace, and when that hand that was working him in tandem
with the gentle suction of Conrad’s mouth slipped to gently knead the sac
hanging below, Yuuri hissed.
And then Yuuri was coming, coming hard and fast as his world
flew apart into a million pieces, leaving him trembling and exhilarated and alive.
“Conrad…” He
whispered lovingly, and a soft smile broke on the face of the sleeping, raven
haired youth.
His chest rose and fell evenly as he fell back into a deep
sleep, the dream already forgotten. In
the morning, the only evidence the young king would have of his dream would be
the bloodshot eyes of the beautiful blond youth besides him, and the tear soaked
pillow that he slept on.
~Owari~
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