Between Kings

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Between Kings

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“Ow, ow, ow, ow!” he sounded, eyes clenched in pain as he rubbed his sore butt. It had hurt quite a bit when the two of them finally rolled out of the strange tunnel, ending up... huh? Yuuri opened his eyes and straightened his back where he sat on the ice cold floor, looking around in utter confusion. “This is..?” he mumbled, eyes scanning the empty, dark and definitely unfamiliar surroundings. Then he realized. Empty? His blond friend was nowhere to be seen! “Sara?” he called out. “Where are you?” he looked at his other side, but was met by corridor full of shadows. He shuddered. There was something quite spooky about the place and he didn't want to be alone. Perhaps his friend had ended up somewhere else?

“Yuuri!” someone said and he quickly turned towards the sound, finding Sara standing in a doorway not too far away, his back was turned to him. “This way.” he said curtly before moving out of sight.

“Ah!” Yuuri gasped. “Wait!” he stumbled to his feet and hurried after his friend, but came to a stop in the doorway which said friend had just left. He stared in surprise for a second, then his eyes widened and he rushed into the room, head swinging from side to side as he looked around. The room had a distinct ellipse shape and had about ten more door openings leading somewhere.

“Huh!? Sara!” he called, looking around wildly. “Where are you!?” his voice rang too loud in the empty silence, echoing against the stone walls. The young king walked forward a few steps before peering into one of the opening with a concerned frown adorning his face. “Hey, Sara!” he called again, finding nothing he continued his search “Sara...? Where are you? Sara!”

The sound of hurried steps was heard behind him and he quickly turned around, making a surprised noise as the blond king threw his arms around him. “Yuuri!” he said, happiness in his voice, hugging him close. “We can relax here for a moment, can't we?” he asked.

“Sara, you surprised me...” Yuuri said, sounding relieved none the less. He felt the blond turn his head towards his neck, burrowing his nose into it. The double black felt a pleasant shiver run up his spine... “... Grabbing me all of a sudden like that...” he finished lamely. He thought the other boy would have let him go by now... but he didn't.

“Sorry...” he mumbled, raising his head so it was positioned by his ear instead. “I just suddenly felt scared...” he mumbled, mouth lightly pressing against the soft shell.

Another shiver traveled up his spine. Yuuri had a feeling he should push his friend away, like he always did with Wolfram when the young lord clung on for a tad too long. “And... where is this?” he mumbled. Was that... was that Sara's hands on his lower back... pressing him closer!?

He wanted to push away!... He wanted to to be closer... They were both guys! ... But Sara... was so good looking... and he smelled... so good... it was making him a little dizzy...

“An underground fire escape...” the other one replied, soft lips moving against his ear.

“Sara..!” he began, finally gaining the strength to gently push his friend, but said friend would not budge. “Sara...” he said gently, moving his hands to the blond kings thin arms and tried to remove them from his persona.

“Yuuri...” he breathed hotly and the double black immediately stopped, freezing on the spot. “Mmm...” suddenly the hands moved lower, grabbing his buttocks in a gentle but firm grip. The young man gasped and stiffened. It felt like little electric currents traveled through his entire body, emitting from the hands that was touching him in such an inappropriate way.

“Sara!” he exclaimed. “Wh-what- what are you doing!?” he was in utter shock at his friends bold actions.

“Fondling you...” the blond mumbled, he could feel the slight smirk against his ear. “Do you like it?” he moved closer, pressing his lips against is neck.

Yuuri moaned against his will. It felt... good? No! It was wrong! He couldn't... it wasn't right! “Sara!” he said firmly. “Enough... stop it! We're both guys, remember?” it sounded stupid even in his own ears. Making up silly excuses.

“So..?” he mumbled, a light bite on his neck made the half mazoku shiver... and not in a bad way.

“But... it's... it's wrong!” he protested, making feeble attempts to get loose from the blond king.

“What makes it... wrong?” a wet tongue licked his jaw before it was replaced with a pair of soft lips, tracing butterfly kisses along it and then ending it's travel by the earlobe; teeth grasped the soft flesh in a careful grip before sucking on it. Yuuri swallowed hard.

“Because... we're... both guys...” he took a deep breath, unable to move... unable to think clearly. Sara's pleasant scent filled his nose, the warmth of his body pressing against him, the mouth making close acquaintance with his earlobe... it was... intoxicating. He took yet another shuddering breath. “And two guys... doing things like these... is wrong...”

“Why?” he had released the earlobe in favor of sucking on his neck. The mazoku could feel one hand travel up his back, caressing it, making its way up to his neck and then the back his head to comb the thin fingers through black hair. He held back a moan.

“Because...” he couldn't think... his mind was full of fluff. His entire body tingled with the new sensations, making his breathing grow deeper and head spin with the wonderful feeling of it. “Because...”

“Yes... Yuuri? Why..?” he felt the other boys hips come in contact with his own, rubbing against him in a most... delicious way.

“Uuungh...” was the only thing that made it's way over his lips. His manhood twitched in the confines of his pants, steadily becoming harder as the rubbing continued and the hand massaged his ass, caressing it and then slapped it lightly, making him jump. And suddenly Sara's lips were on his own, pressing lightly, not forcing, giving him the chance to decide what would happen next.

He wanted to turn his head away, away from the kiss, away from the promises it held. But instead he found himself kissing back, uncertainly at first and then with more confidence, pressing forcefully against the soft pink lips that had so willingly been offered to him. Sara's tongue trailed over his lower lip, seeking entrance, and he happily obliged. The wet tongue darted into his mouth, exploring it, caressing against his own tongue, dancing with it.

He tasted sweet and something... it reminded him of cinnamon. “Mmm...” he moaned into the kiss, lips tingled and throbbed at the same time. Blood was rushing to his head and down south, pulsing through him with each heartbeat, and his heart was fluttering like a hummingbird. He felt boneless but at the same time he was full of energy, it was a strange combination. Feeling a bit more confident he let his own tongue explore Sara's mouth, trailing over the roof of it and along the back of his teeth. Then the tongue caught his again and they danced once more.

Then he had to pull back to get some air, breathing heavily against swollen pink lips, eyes slowly opening to meet golden orbs. The blonde's eyes fluttered close, long eyelashes caressing blushing cheekbones, kissed lips slightly parted, hot breath seeping through between them. Yuuri leaned forward and kissed him, unable to restrain himself. He put his hands on the slim hips, trying to press their hips together even closer, wanting to feel him as much as possible.

Sara moaned into their kiss, his hand mussing up the black hair even more as he gripped it. The hand that gripped the double blacks butt moved a little upwards, sneaking in underneath the black school jacket, caressing his side. He pulled back for more air. “Yuuri...” he breathed. Then the mazoku felt how the jacket was slowly opened, button by button, and he did nothing to prevent it. Instead he leaned forward to suck on the blonds neck, making him shiver in pleasure.

When the jacket was open, the hands began caressing the surprisingly muscled chest, formed by many hours of training both baseball and sword fighting. Unbuttoning the first three buttons he then leaned down, kissing from the collarbone and down the bare skin as far as he could, gripping the soft fabric as he did so.

The jacket fell off, landing on the floor unceremoniously, and their lips locked in a heated battle as the human king began moving them both towards the closest wall, pressing the black haired boy against it. “Yuuri...” he moaned as soon as they took another breather, clutching at the simple white shirt the mazoku king was wearing, tugging at it. When it finally came loose from the pants he let his hands wander underneath it, wanting to feel the skin. Yuuri had resumed his kissing and licking along the humans jaw and neck, hands slowly wandering over the thin chest, stomach and hips.

Sara's hand cupped his hard manhood, rubbing it in circles, making the mazoku king moan. No... they were going to far... a part of his mind screamed, hitting and banging against the sides of his skull... but another part, the bigger part, enjoyed it too much to care. It felt so good..! “Sara...” he moaned, but was silenced when the human kissed him. Yuuri was barely aware of the blond working on his pants, finally getting them open with a bit of struggle, but when the hand made its way into his underwear he certainly noticed!

With a gasp he pulled back, suddenly scared. They really were going too far! “Sara! Stop! We're going too far..! We..!” fingers pressed against his lips, immediately putting a stop to his babbling.

“But you want it don't you..?” he whispered. Ugh... Yuuri couldn't think, not when the Sara's hot breath tickled his lips, his hand still touching the post sensitive part of his body, fingers fondling him. “It feels good, doesn't it..?” he kissed him, then rubbed noses, pressing against him.

“Yeah...” he whispered, almost unable to breathe.

“Then let's go on with it, shall we?” he mumbled against his jaw, hand bringing out the hard manhood from its confines stroking it slowly. Yuuri leaned his head back and moaned, little stars popping up into his head at the sensation. Sara's lips had found his collarbone and was busy giving him a hickey. Up and down. Up and down. Pace increasing by each stroke, but never at a satisfying pace, Yuuri felt his own hips move against the hand. Trying to make it go faster. It felt good. It felt so good. He wanted it. He wanted it so badly! He needed it!

“Mmm... aaah...” he could distantly hear the sounds, but it took several seconds for him to realize it was himself! A bit shocked and embarrassed by his own loud moans he tried to quiet down, but it was impossible, his mind was so focused at the magic Sara was performing on his lower regions that he couldn't concentrate on anything else. Then the hand suddenly disappeared, making his eyes fly open and mouth open to protest.

He looked at empty air for a second before his eyes wandered downwards, finding the human king on his knees in front of him, looking up at him with a raised eyebrow and then glanced at Yuuri's member that was pulsing with need, precum leaking down its length. Getting the hint, the double black blushed fiercely. Was he really going to? Apparently he was. The blond leaned forward catching the tip between his lips, tongue darting out and tasting it. Yuuri moaned, hands automatically placing themselves on top of the golden locks.

The tongue swirled around the tip before he sucked lightly, making the youth cry out. Smirking inwardly he then took in as much as he could, sucking and stroking the underside with his tongue before drawing back. The fingers in his hair clenched around the soft strands and he closed his eyes, listening to the insistent moans before taking the erection again. Bobbing his head back and forth he listened, but then suddenly the black haired boys hips jerked violently, sending the hard member too deep for comfort, making him gag. He pulled back, couching once before taking Yuuri's manhood into his mouth once more, but this time he kept a firm grip on the hips, making sure the incident could not be repeated.

Yuuri's head was spinning wildly, stars glimmering behind his closed eyelids as the hot wetness moved up and down his manhood. He felt his hips struggle against the hold that the blond had on them, forcing him against the wall, to be still. He couldn't help it really! It was as if they had a mind of their own... and then he felt it. The building orgasm soared to amazing heights before releasing; he came violently, head falling back against the stone wall in a silent scream of ecstasy, shuddering as wave after wave washed over him.

When it was over he slowly slid down the wall and sat on the cold floor, panting and trembling. Sara was watching him intently as he slowly wiped the corners of his mouth, he was smiling slightly. The mazoku had tasted heavenly indeed. His own member gave an almost painful throb but he ignored it, there would come a time for him to have his own release. This place was not appropriate for such things. “How did it feel... Yuuri?” his voice was soft, eyes half closed as he studied his fellow king.

Yuuri slowly opened his eyes and equally slowly turned his gaze towards him, mouth slightly open. “Un... believable...” he breathed, then his eyes fluttered close one more.

Sara couldn't help but to chuckle, then he reached forward and placed a hand on a hot and blushing cheek. “I'm glad.” he murmured before leaning in and kissing the rosy lips. Then his eyelids. Then his forehead and cheeks. Then finally his ear. “We should go.” he mumbled. “I am rather sure it's safe... for now” he smirked against the soft shell before getting to his feet, pulling the other one with him. “Come on now, Yuuri.”

The mazoku king was a little unsteady on his feet as they left through one of the openings, trying not to think about the promising look that had adorned the human kings face.

He had a strong feeling that it was far from over.

And he could hardly wait...

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First part our of three! (As far as I've planned anyway) ;3 Next part: What should have happened in episode 96 when Yuuri and Sara was lying sooo close and comfy and that chest, hiding from the soldiers!! It won't be as... em... well, it won't be a blow job, just making out and getting horny. I'll leave the smut to part three! Ain't I evil? MWAHAHAHA!! Hopefully it won't take long to write (I doubt it, when it comes to smut I update FAST kukukukukukukuuu)

This is my first Kyo Kara Maou fic, so please be nice to me!