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Between Kings

By: SoDesuKa
folder +G to L › Kyou Kara Maou
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 3
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Disclaimer: I don't own Kyo Kara Maou and make no money whatsoever from writing this... damn...
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In Confined Spaces

ENJOY!!

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Between Kings

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Just like the passage that they just had left the big hall was just as dimply lit, just as cold and just as creepy. Not only because of the shadows and silence, but the place was full of coffins to top it off! Yuuri made wide eyes as he stumbled out of the secret door, mouth falling open with a surprised noise. Woah! Row after row with heavy lidded coffins on top of stone covered in fine purple fabric. A crypt. The resting place for the dead... and they had intruded in their final rest.

Unlike the mazoku, Sara did not seem bothered at all by their surroundings and were watching his companion in amused silence, standing at ease with his head slightly tilted. The other boy gave him an unbelieving look and frowned. “Geez, did we have to make an exit here?” he whined, glancing at the coffins warily.

Sara was about to answer when the sound of footsteps and clinking armor caught their attention, he turned around with a gasp and an anxious look adorned his features. Stiffening as he listened. “Someone's coming.” he whispered.

“Crap!” Yuuri said loudly, his voice echoing against the walls, looking around for somewhere to hide in panic. “What to do, what to do!?” he whimpered.

The blond king quickly pushed the hidden door close before grabbing the other boy “This way!” he hissed, and then dragging the other by the hand they rushed over to one of the coffins that were empty just for a purpose like theirs: to hide in case of emergency. Pushing his confused friend into it's dark interior he quickly followed, not bothering to listen to the other ones feeble protests as he pushed the lid firmly into place.

They heard the door open with a loud squeak, followed by footsteps and voices whispering between themselves. They held their breaths as they listened to the soldiers moving around their hiding place. Sara's eyes had fastened themselves on the lid, listening intently. They were moving towards the decoy.

They were safe... for now.

His eyes wandered back to the beautiful boy that he lay pressed against, legs and arms entwined so that they could both fit into the tight space. He could barely see the tanned face and the dark eyes that glinted in the shadows, looking at him. Or at least, that was what the blond thought he did. He might be looking at something else. Not that it mattered, he stared into the black orbs intently.

Yuuri felt slightly uncomfortable at the close contact, especially since he could not keep his mind off what had happened not twenty minutes earlier. He suppressed a shiver. The feeling of the human king's tongue making circular motions around the tip of his throbbing member made him hard just thinking about it. He studied the pale face in the shadows, he was looking at him as well... with those intent... golden eyes... those beautiful eyes... the pink lips were slightly parted and he could feel his breath against his face. Cinnamon.

Sara's body was so warm and inviting, being so close to his own... and that wonderful smell... he was made even more aware of it because of how close they were. Breathe in. Breathe out. He felt the motion the thin chest made against his own. Slow. Steady. In rhythm with his own breathing. If he concentrated... could he also feel his heartbeat? He wondered. Dark eyes closed for a few seconds before opening again, catching a small movement. A lock of the long blond hair had fallen to the side, draping the delicate neck like a butterflies kiss.

Kiss... those soft lips against his own... that tongue dancing with his own... their breathing in sync... fast heartbeat drumming in their ears...

“Yuuri?” Sara's voice brought him back to reality and he blinked, eyes focusing in the dark.

“Yeah?” he whispered back.

Then the other boys face was even closer to his own, noses almost touching. “Do you want to play a game?” he asked quietly. Their noses touched, a hand was moved and put on his waist in an intimate gesture, pulling him a little closer.

He swallowed. “A... a game?” he breathed, eyes dancing and blinking, his whole body tingling with the sensation of being so close to the blond. “Wh-what kind of... game?”

Then Sara kissed him, pressing his lips forcefully against his own, moving his head a little to increase the feeling. No tongues yet, just pressing his mouth against his, hand making slow, soothing motions on his side, running up and down lightly. When he pulled back the black haired one wanted to protest but thought better of it, instead he kept quiet and waited for the explanation that was sure to come.

“The game...” he breathed, placing his mouth just by his ear. “Is... who can keep quiet the longest...” his tongue flickered out and licked the soft shell. “No sound...” he sucked lightly on the earlobe. “Not a single sound is allowed... if you do... then you lose and the loser must do whatever the winner wish...” he pulled back a little so that their noses were barely touching. “You on?”

“I... don't know...” he replied, but all the hesitation that filled him disappeared as if by magic when Sara's lips lightly touched his own for a couple of seconds before pulling back. He breathed out and then suck it in again, gathering courage; and with determination he kissed the other boy. Heart fluttering wildly within his chest and stomach making flip flops. He had to remember to be quiet... he could only imagine what kind of wish the other boy would make... so he didn't want to lose!

A hand trailed up his stomach and over his chest in a seductive manner and then down again to sneak in beneath the shirt that Yuuri hadn't bothered to tuck in, caressing the soft skin beneath, deepening the kiss. The mazoku had to restrain himself from moaning when the blond's nails scratched him lightly before the fingers wandered north to play around with a nipple. Damn him! Well, if he wanted to cheat, then he would do the same!

Feeling a little uncertain he slipped the arm beneath him around the other boy as and the other hand reached up to cup the soft cheek, thumb caressing the high cheekbone as the other fingers spread over the pale skin. Then he let it slide to the neck, fingers brushing through the long hair as he used his other arm to pull the lean body closer, pressing him against his chest.

Sara was a little surprised, albeit happy, for the move and took the opportunity to press closer, hips moving forward to touch the sensitive area. The black haired king shivered in response, so he did it again. Grinning mentally he began to grind his lower part against the quickly hardening manhood hidden inside the pants, moving his hips in slow rhythmical motions, all to lure out a sound of the boy. He had thought it would be an easy win, seeing as the mazoku was the vocal type, but so far he had not managed. He pulled back for breath, pressing his forehead against Yuuri's for a moment.

Finally! Yuuri took the opportunity to explore the sensitive neck once more, kissing, biting, licking the skin before moving up to make further acquaintance with his ear. Not a sound, but he did make the other boy tremble! Feeling triumphant he reached up a hand and began unbuttoning the white clothes, making a trail of butterfly kisses along the way.

Sara had stopped moving his hips in favor of relishing in the new feeling, leaning his head back when the other boy made his way up again and nuzzled his nose against his neck, pressing his lips lightly against the pale skin. His hand had slowly trailed down to caress his ass through the silky white fabric of his clothes, feeling it, testing, learning. It was obvious to the blond that he was inexperienced, but seemed to possess natural skill, he smirked. So unlike himself. What he could do came from practice. The hand that had previously gently squeezed his buttock had moved down to the thigh and pulled, placing it over his hip as he pressed his arousal against the human kings.

Sara had to bite his lower lip so that he would not make a sound at that point, knowing that he should do something himself if he wanted to win... yet... he kept still, letting the other boy explore for a bit. It felt good and he wanted to lean back and enjoy it. Now it was the double black doing the grinding; sending little electric like shocks through his entire being, turning his blood to fire, making his flesh tingle. The golden eyes fluttered close as he leaned his head back again. No sound. No sound. No sound.

Yuuri had almost forgotten that they were still in the middle of the game, being so busy pleasing not only himself but Sara as well. He pressed their chests close, moving his hips slightly faster to increase the friction between their arousals, he closed his eyes and burrowed his face into the soft blond hair. He wanted to feel the ass again... that soft... yet muscular buttock that had felt so wonderful against his hand. He put it there again, pulling the body against himself.

He better do something before he lost the game. Sara raised his hand and grasped the hair at the back of the mazoku's head and pulled gently, then captured his lips in a fierce kiss, shoving his tongue into the warm wetness.

Yuuri moaned.

And then stiffened. Sara pulled back and let out a breath, smiling in triumph. “It seems like I win...” he breathed before leaning in and kissing the rosy lips for a short moment. He could tell the other boy was frowning, even as they kissed.

When he pulled back the mazoku king sighed. “Yeah yeah... so what's your wish, oh great king?”

The blond chuckled and kissed his cheek. “I'll tell you later...” he whispered, promising. Then he listened for the soldiers that had been searching the room when they had started their little game, glancing up at the lid as he did so. “They're gone.” he said quietly.

“Huh?” Yuuri sounded puzzled.

“The soldiers.” he let out a soft laugh. Apparently the other boy had forgotten about them as well.

“Oh... eh he he he...” he could feel the boy rub the back of his dark head in embarrassment.

“Let's get out of here, shall we? Help me with the lid, please.”

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Chapter two you guys! Only one more to go! ;) I will do my best to get it up before Friday next week 'cause I'll be gone for the entire weekend so I want it up before then. And ye wanna know what I'm going to do? Well... I'm off to the manga-anime convent Uppcon: 09 and I'll cosplay

DUN-DUN-DUUUN

Tseng of the Turks from Final fantasy 7! Yaaaay! :D

Anyway, until next time!
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