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May I?	By : pocketfox Category: +G to L > Kyou Kara Maou Views: 14544 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-May I Have This Dance?
- 2-Another Kind of Dance
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Later that night, things have finally begun to settle down, and he and I have been able to escape to his room. Not even my mother in her most overbearing moment would dare invade the king�s sanctuary after he said he wanted privacy.
I sit on the edge of the bed, watching him as he unbuttons his coat and drops it negligently onto a chair, letting his shirt follow soon after. He sighs then and turns to me with another of his gentle smiles. �I hope I don�t have to put up with this every year,� he laughs softly, coming over to me and gently beginning to loosen my cravat. �Cheri-sama�s parties are exhausting.�
For a moment all I can do is swallow and stare. �Y-Yuuri�? What�s gotten into you?�
He pauses, fingers still on my cravat, and blinks. Then he smiles, rather bashfully, and I could swear I see pink tingeing his cheeks. �I guess it is kind of out of character for me, huh?� He moves to withdraw his hands, but I quickly grasp them and keep them close. He looks at me expectantly, but I can think of nothing to say. Finally I settle for asking, �Why did you wait so long to dance with me?� A little of the hurt I had been feeling earlier creeps into my voice, and I wince inwardly.
Yuuri sighs, dropping to sit beside me, entangling his fingers with mine. �I didn�t want to,� he replies. �But they just wouldn�t leave me alone. They�re so clingy. It�s scary!� He makes a face, and I have to laugh.
�You wimp,� I murmur affectionately. �You�d better learn to deal with it if you�re going to be a proper king.�
�You mean you won�t protect me from them? What about all those times you�ve had a fit over me �cheating� on you?�
The question surprises me. �I thought you hated it when I did that��
What he does next surprises me even more. He cups my face in his hands -- I notice how strong and callused they�ve become from his work with a sword -- and brings his mouth down softly onto mine. My eyes widen in pure shock, and for a moment I�m completely frozen. Then I feel him begin to pull away, and I�m quick to put my arms around his neck and hold him close, finally returning the pressure of his lips.
When we do break apart, he smiles that heartbreakingly tender smile again and finally answers me. �I used to. I mean, it was weird enough getting engaged to a guy--�
�It was your own fault,� I can�t help but interject, and he pokes me before continuing.
�But it didn�t help matters when the other guy seemed totally okay with it and would throw jealous fits whenever I would look at another person, man or woman.� He must have noticed my sheepish expression, then, because he cups my chin in his hand and brushes his thumb across my lips. �That was before, though.� His voice has dropped to a soft murmur, and I have to lean a little closer to hear. �Now I think I�d miss it if you stopped being so jealous over me. Wolfram�� I feel a little thrill at the sound of my name on his lips. �Now I think I love you��
I stare at him in open shock at those words, but he isn�t looking at me. He�s staring at our interlaced fingers, flushing brilliantly. I wait for him to say more, but he seems to have lost his voice. Finally I whisper, �You� love me?� He nods.
�Yuuri�� He looks up at that, and I hope the smile I give him can accurately convey the joy that�s bubbling up in me. �I�ve been waiting so long to hear you say that�� This time I�m the one who initiates the kiss, and it�s far hotter and heavier than the tentative one we shared before. I feel his hands slide up my back and shiver again, pushing him back against the pillows as my tongue sweeps across his lips. Eagerly he parts them, his own tongue coming up to writhe against mine and draw it deeper into his mouth. I can�t stop the moan that wells up in my throat and never reaches air.
As we make love with lips and tongues, his fingers fumble with the buttons of my jacket. He can�t seem to work them, and finally I take matters into my own hands, tugging the coat open and tossing it onto the floor. My shirt follows, and then I dive back down to claim his mouth again. He�s the one who groans this time as skin slides against slick skin, and his hands are everywhere until I can barely stand it. Again I tear myself away from his mouth, this time to look down at him, staring. He�s beautiful like this, his face flushed and his eyes like twin pools of starless midnight. His voice is barely above a husky whisper. �Wolfram��
I shake my head. No words. We don�t need words, not after all we�ve been through together. Even though this is our first time, somehow I know we�ll be all right. I cup his ribs in my palms and brush my thumbs across his dusky, peaked nipples, watching in fascination as he arches with a low purr of pleasure. �Nnnh� W-Wolfram�� All right, so maybe a few words.
One corner of my mouth quirks as I lower my head, flicking my tongue across one of the sensitive nubs. I�m rewarded with another breathy moan that sends a sharp spike of arousal straight to my groin. My tongue trails down now, down the center of his torso, tracing the rim of his navel. To look at me, one would think I knew what I was doing, but to be honest, I�m as new to this as I think Yuuri is. As I hope he is.
I pause, contemplating the button of Yuuri�s pants, and he buries one hand in my hair, voicing a little whine of protest that the caresses have stopped. �Patience,� I mutter in response, opening his trousers and sliding them, as well as his underwear, down over his slender hips. Then I sit back on my knees, staring at the delicious, panting, needful body stretched out beneath me. Hesitantly I wrap my fingers around the hard, demanding organ between his thighs and give a few experimental strokes. Yuuri bites his lip and arches sharply away from the bed, both hands twisted in the pillow by his head. The sight of him and the knowledge that I�m the one doing it to him increase my hunger tenfold, and I have to squirm out of the rest of my own clothing, shuddering as cool air brushes over my own swollen shaft.
Yuuri pushes himself up onto his elbows, watching me, and I blush. He smiles. �You�re beautiful�� I can feel the flush darken, and to distract myself, I lay between his legs, my cheek leaning against his thigh. I think he has an idea of what I have in mind, because I feel him shiver and whimper in what I hope is anticipation. After another few seconds of working up my nerve, I move closer and gingerly run my tongue up the underside of his length. This time he jerks and falls onto his back with a soft, strangled cry. Well, if that wasn�t an incentive�
Eager to hear more of those luscious sounds, I wrap my lips around his tip without hesitation and slide down, taking the first few inches of him into my mouth. I start to suck, gently at first, and then with more power, bobbing my head in a mimicry of lovemaking. Below me Yuuri arches and writhes, struggling to keep his hips down to avoid choking me; even in his throes he�s incredibly thoughtful, and it just makes me love him all the more.
He�s young and inexperienced, and I knew when I started he wouldn�t be able to last long. It�s only a minute or two before he�s fisting both hands in my hair and gasping a warning. He probably expects me to pull back, but I don�t. I want to taste him, and I want to claim him. I�ll take him into myself, and then he really will be mine. His hips buck up involuntarily, pushing him even deeper into my mouth and choking me a little, but that�s all right, because his seed is flowing onto my tongue and he tastes like almonds and like salt and like Yuuri and oh gods do I love him.
Finally he falls back, panting harshly, and I raise my head, delighted that I was able to reduce him to such a sweaty, boneless heap of pleasure. He turns his own head enough to look at me, and I can see his eyes flare when I lick the last of him from the corners of my mouth. Then his dark gaze trails down, coming to rest between my thighs, where my own erection remains aching and unsatisfied. His smile this time is different, one I haven�t seen before. It�s sultry and promising, and it makes me quiver. He sits up, putting one arm around my waist and dropping the other to curl his fingers around my shaft. I gasp and cling to him, biting my lip as he starts to stroke. He�s a little clumsy at first, but adjusts soon enough to the strangeness of doing this to another person, and it isn�t long before I�m crying out shamelessly for him and bucking, eager to spend myself in his hand. Finally I throw my head back with a howl of his name, every muscle in my body taut as I release, covering his fingers in my essence. Then it�s my turn to flop back, leaning back on my hands and gasping for breath. Yuuri locks his eyes on mine and methodically licks every bit from his hand, and the sight of it is almost enough to stir me back to full arousal already. Maybe he isn�t quite as inexperienced as I thought� or maybe he�s just making it up as he goes along, as I was.
When he�s done, he reaches and pulls me into his embrace, leaning back against the pillows. I cuddle against his side, my head pillowed in the hollow of his shoulder as my hand plays across his chest. We�re silent for a few minutes, and I�m beginning to think he fell asleep when his voice caresses my ears.
�Wolfram?�
�Mm?�
�Is it okay if I have jealous fits over you too?�
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