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There's Anger In Love	By : kre8tive Category: +G to L > Kyou Kara Maou Views: 4047 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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I do no own Kyo Kara Maoh. I only own the ideas in my head that I tried to magically implant in the series.

Chapter 6 – Defining Moments

Wolfram looked completely crushed, overtaken by guilt and shame. Yuuri couldn’t stand it, and if words weren’t enough, Yuuri would just have to show him.

He pulled Wolfram in for another embrace, pulling them close so they were chest to chest once more, which was easy as Yuuri was still straddling him.

Before Wolfram could do or say anything, Yuuri gently pressed his lips to Wolframs…

A quick gentle kiss was all it took.

Wolfram’s eyes opened as wide as they could be, showing of nothing but surprise as a result of the 3 seconds Yuuri kissed him.

All feelings of guilt, disappointment, anger, confusion, sadness, or anything else that Wolfram had all disappeared as Wolfram’s mind went blank. His mouth was parted slightly, and he was utterly stunned.

Nothing was said for a few moments, and Yuuri began to feel awkward. Even though it seemed a good idea at first, Yuuri was starting to have second thoughts as to whether or not kissing Wolfram was the right thing to do. ‘Maybe there was a different way to reassure Wolfram.’ Yuuri thought. Starting to feel slightly embarrassed, Yuuri gave a Wolfram a sheepish smile, thinking he should apologize. “Uh… I, um…, Wolfram…”

“You…kissed…me…” Yuuri heard Wolfram say in a voice barely above a whisper. Yuuri scratched the back of his head. “Well, yeah, you see I’m not good at it soo, ahh… Wolfram?” Yuuri sighed. Wolfram seemed to be in his own little world.

‘He’s probably thinking of a way outta this, and I don’t really blame him.’ Yuuri thought to himself.

Right before Yuuri tried saying something else, Wolfram facial expression turned from one of shock and spacey-like to a determined one. He grabbed Yuuri’s head and started twisting it around. “Hey! Wolfram! My head isn’t a bottle cap!” Yuuri wailed.

“I don’t see any other bruises. Did that hit really mess you up that bad? Obviously it’s more serious than I thought, you’re definitely not your normal self right now.” Wolfram inspected Yuuri’s head, looking for any other signs of injury.

“Hey! Wolfram, stop, I, WOLFRAM!” Yuuri cried, grabbing Wolfram’s hands and taking them off him before his head exploded from Wolfram’s rough handling.

Yuuri rubbed his neck before looking at the blond boy before him, who stared back him with a hard look. “What’s that for?” Yuuri whined.

Wolfram looked at Yuuri hard before answering. He leaned in closer to Yuuri in order to look at him more directly in his eyes.

“Yuuri, do you realize you just kissed me, even though the kiss was wimpy?”

“Yes, and don’t call it wimpy! I can’t help it if it seems like that.” Yuuri pouted. Wolfram leaned back and crossed his arms. “Yeah right, it’s evident that I was right. Even though I’m…” Wolfram voiced lower a bit, “sorry for it, that hit was a lot harder than you thought. Tomorrow we’re going to get Gisela to look at it.”

“Huh? Why do that? I’m fine, it just looks worse than it is. I can already touch it without wincing now, try it.” He grabbed Wolfram’s hand. “See?” Yuuri demonstrated as he rubbed Wolfram’s hand against his bruise softly. Although Yuuri didn’t pull away automatically like he did a few moments ago, Wolfram could still call Yuuri’s bluff, noticing the double black still wincing from each stoke on his cheek although trying to hide it.

“Yuuri, lying to me won’t solve anything. I can still see you wincing.” Wolfram pulled his hand away, in which Yuuri diverted his eyes to the tiles on the floor. “And as for the kiss,” Yuuri looked up, “I still say it was a result from the impact. It wasn’t even a real one.”

Yuuri looked dumbfounded. “How could you say that?! I really did kiss you! My lips touched yours! And it was because I wanted to!”

Wolfram humphed and turned his head. “Lips coming in contact does not qualify for an actual kiss, it’s just contact.” Wolfram paused a bit, reminiscing on the kiss he received from Jace on the balcony. The thought made him cringe internally. He then chose to disregard the thought and label it as an unfortunate mishap.

“Some of the people from the west in different nations greet each other in such a manner.” Wolfram continued, “A real kiss is something I know you couldn’t give me, even though you claim to have wanted to.” In Wolfram’s mind, he was trying to deny what he knew was truth. He didn’t allow himself to believe that Yuuri kissed him, in order to save himself from more hurt.

“That’s not fair!” Yuuri pouted. “How come when I’m actually trying to tell you something meaningful, you deny it and decide to go with the more ridiculous excuse instead?! I mean, granted, you probably really could hit me hard enough to make me do something crazy, but that’s not the point! At least not this time!”

Wolfram turned back to Yuuri with a hard glare, studying his face. “Prove it.” He said finally.

“Huh?”

“Prove it Yuuri. Kiss me. Kiss me like you really mean it. Give me a real one, one that proves that everything you said was true.” Wolfram inched closer to Yuuri’s face as he talked, his facial expression cool and firm. Wolfram needed to reassure himself that everything he knew was right. He needed to know Yuuri wouldn’t do it, and he knew that by daring him, Yuuri would wimp out and not go through with it, confirming what Wolfram thought he knew in his head, ignoring the feelings in his heart. It was a measure Wolfram was using to try to absolve himself from hurt. When Wolfram finished provoking, he was literally about 2 inches from Yuuri.

Yuuri gulped, and suddenly started blushing from being put on the spot so suddenly and so fiercely. Wolfram was looking at him expectantly, and Yuuri was starting to feel pressured.

Trying not to look at Wolfram back, he looked downwards to his lap instead, when he happened to notice the position they were in. Just about the whole time since he woke Wolfram up from his nightmare, Yuuri had been straddling Wolfram’s lap. When thinking about it, Yuuri noticed that a certain area of his and Wolfram’s were alil less than an inch apart. Upon a second, further observation, Yuuri started to notice just how transparent and short Wolfram’s nightgown seemed to be. If he took the time and stared just a bit harder, he could see Wolfram’s…

If Yuuri was blushing before, his face was now crimson. Wolfram noticed the pigment changed, and followed Yuuri’s line of sight. At first he didn’t notice anything that would make the Maou flush, but when thinking from Yuuri’s perspective, he understood right away.

Wolfram shook his head.

“I don’t know why I bother…” he told himself. Wolfram’s words brought Yuuri back from his thoughts, in which he caught himself staring. “How could we’ve been like this the whole time and you’ve just noticed. So what? Now you’re embarrassed to be like this with another boy? Honestly Yuuri, just get off of me.” Wolfram laid back on the bed. “I don’t know why I do this to myself.”

By then Yuuri seemed to snap back from himself. He looked at Wolfram, now laying beneath him. “It’s not that, I just, uh-“

“Don’t even worry about it wimp. This was just too much for you to handle. I should’ve known better than to think you could pull something off as simple as kissing me. Stupid ass me.” With a raised eyebrow, Yuuri looked at Wolfram, a watery glint behind his emerald jewels.

“Just get off me Yuuri. I’m going to sleep. I don’t want to think about how I’m not able to help the person that is supposed to be my fiancé, or how after everything tonight, he still can’t accept me. I don’t want to think about how stupid I am for even trying and failing so many times in vain, and I don’t even want to think about-” Wolfram got cut off by lips pressuring against his after sudden movement and weight on his chest.

Yuuri kissed Wolfram hard, running his arms under Wolfram’s, gently grabbing his hair. When Yuuri pulled back, he got another surprised reaction like he did earlier, except it didn’t last as long. “Yuuri, what the-”

Yuuri shushed Wolfram with two fingers on his lips. “Wolfram,” he started, “listen to me. I know that I hurt you, and I know that everything I’ve made you feel cannot be repaid, but one thing that I know that I could never do, is make my prideful fiancé make excuses for himself and wallow in self-pity. In no way am I ashamed of you, embarrassed of you, or think of you as stupid. There may be things that I’m not accustomed to yet that may catch me off guard for a bit as you just saw, but never will I back away from you again.”

Wolfram laid under Yuuri listening to his words, watching his dark eyes glimmer against the moonlight. His exotic features danced in Wolfram’s eyes as Yuuri was so close that his dark hair tickled Wolfram’s forehead as Yuuri hung over him. Yuuri was staring him dead in the eyes with a fire ignited deep in them. It made Wolfram understand that this time was it.

This was the moment Wolfram needed Yuuri to prove if he was for real, if they were for real.

“Then I will say it once again, Yuuri,” the intensity of the moment quickly began to pick up, and it had both boys heart’s beating hard and fast, one almost able to feel the other’s through the fabric of nightgown and sleepwear.

Wolfram cupped Yuuri’s face, careful not to touch the bruise, and ran one hand through his black hair.

“Prove it,” the distance between their lips slowly started to close as Yuuri’s black focused eyes were lost in Wolfram’s emerald lustful ones.

“Prove, that you love me…” Wolfram whispered.

In less than a split second their eyes were closed and Yuuri’s lips connected with Wolfram’s.

Gently at first, the boys kissed. In this kiss, the boys communicate with each other that this is real, that they were real, that Yuuri is willing to take those loving steps with Wolfram, instead of watching Wolfram take them alone.

But it wasn’t enough, as they had so much more to say that couldn’t be said with words. Wolfram pulled Yuuri to him, and what started off as a gentle kiss quickly turned into one of desire, passion, need, and… love. Yuuri started sucking on Wolfram’s bottom lip, causing Wolfram to moan and arch his back, grinding himself into Yuuri. On instinct, Yuuri’s body reacted and grinded against Wolfram until they had a smooth, flowing rhythm between them.

Their breathing was heavy and the only thing on one’s mind was the other. Wolfram was lost in everything that was going on. He couldn’t believe it. Yuuri didn’t wimp out, and showed more need for him right now than he ever had since he’d first arrived in this world. Right now, Wolfram felt more excited, wanted, loved and turned on more than ever before in his life. His world had revolved around Yuuri for what felt like for so long, and now he couldn’t get enough of him. Wolfram’s mouth parted some more, allowing his tongue to slide out and ask for entry into Yuuri.

Yuuri didn’t even think about it, before joining his tongue with Wolfram’s. All the grinding, kissing, heavy breathing was turning Yuuri on to a point he never knew he could reach. He had no idea that Wolfram’s lips could be so soft, that Wolfram’s body with mesh perfectly with his under him. He was incredibly hard and could feel Wolfram too. His night pants were beginning to feel too tight as he ground against Wolfram’s incredibly aroused member. But there was one thing Yuuri still needed to do in order to make sure he was completely comfortable with being with another boy despite everything else...

Yuuri pulled back from Wolfram, breathing intensely and heavily, Wolfram doing the same. The boys stared at each other, caressing each other in their looks and glances. “How was that?” Yuuri said when he was finally able to talk. Wolfram stared at him for a few seconds more before giving Yuuri a smile, a wide one. “Eh, it was alright.” He teased. Yuuri’s eyes widened. “Alright? I think it was alil better than alright.”

“Maybe. We’ll just have to see won’t we?”

Wolfram leaned in for another round, when Yuuri pulled back some more. Wolfram looked at Yuuri with confusion. Yuuri smiled, before giving Wolfram a serious look. “Wolfram, I do accept you, I know I do. My feelings and stuff are always fogging up, and sometimes I never know what I want, but one thing that I’ll always know is that I’ll always want you, even if I don’t understand a bunch of other stuff.” He paused and kissed Wolfram again before pulling back.

“Um, there is, something I want to do, I mean, I, I need to do that I, ugh, this isn’t coming out right…” Yuuri blushed again. Wolfram could tell that obviously something was bugging Yuuri, but could the wimp really pretend to be shy anything now? After what they just did, or are doing?

“Really Yuuri, just say it. You can’t act like you’re embarrassed or don’t like what happened, I can feel that much. Out with it wimp.” Yuuri gave Wolfram a sarcastic glance.

“I’m not a wimp, and I’m not pretending about anything, it’s just…” Yuuri trailed off again. Wolfram huffed. “Say it or you’re sleeping on the floor.” He commanded.

“Hey, that’s not fair! It’s my bed.”

“Fiancé rules. It’s my bed too.”

“You brought yourself here!”

“I’m obligated. Quit stalling. The hard floor beckons.”

“Fine! And don’t laugh at me ok?” Wolfram nodded. “I just wanted to say…” Yuuri looked at Wolfram with his serious look again. “Even though I know I need you, I can’t help but feel negative things that I’ve learned on Earth creeping up into my mind. And in order to prove to myself that this is ok and move past something like that, I need to see you, all of you, for myself.”

Wolfram was motionless for a moment before almost laughing at Yuuri, but he held himself back in consideration and admiration for the boy. “Yuuri, I know things are still difficult for you, but you’ve seen me naked plenty of times already. You don’t have to ask. In my condition, do you really think I could say no?” Wolfram grinded against Yuuri, reminding Yuuri of the state his lower half was in.

“I know I’ve seen you before, but this is different. Just, I need this.” Yuuri pleaded with his eyes for Wolfram to understand. Wolfram nodded with silent communication that he understood. This was Yuuri’s private battle with himself, and the only reason he was fighting this battle was for Wolfram.

Seeing that he understood, nothing else needed to be said as Yuuri leaned down and kissed Wolfram again, grinding into him hard. Their tongues danced as Yuuri ran his hands along the length of Wolfram’s nightgown. Already hitched up some, it ended right at Wolfram’s thighs. Unsure as to what Wolfram expects, or for what he expected to do for that matter, Yuuri didn’t think about what to do or what was happening. He what he body told him felt right.

Yuuri sucked some more on Wolfram’s swollen bottom lip before sliding his hands along the outside of Wolfram’s smooth, creamy thighs. He began sliding Wolfram’s nightgown off.

It was right then that Wolfram had a flashback moment to his nightmare, where Jace had hiked up his nightgown. It made Wolfram cease all actions for a few seconds, causing Yuuri to stop what he was doing also and sit up. “Are you alright Wolfram?” He asked.

Wolfram looked up, but instead of seeing a lustful violet eyed blond demon, Wolfram looked into the gentle eyes of the double black demon king. Wolfram didn’t know what made him think back to a dream in the middle of his and Yuuri’s time, but right now he was intimately with Yuuri, and he was more than happy with that.

“Yes, I’m absolutely fine.” Wolfram smiled, before seductively taking the rest of his gown off and tossing it to the floor. Yuuri’s eyes never left him.

Wolfram laid back on the bed, now perfectly naked under Yuuri. His reassuring smile turning into a crooked sexy one. Yuuri was in awe of Wolfram’s beautiful body. As slender as he appeared in his outfit, Wolfram had toned outlines around his faint hint of muscles. His body was flawless, smooth, and creamy, like a river of milk. It made Yuuri want to dive in and never come out again. A pretty boy was what Yuuri referred to him before, but now Wolfram was a sexy demon surpassed by no one.

Wolfram ran one of his hands over his chest, slowing down as his timidly circled his left nipple, licking his lips. He made sure Yuuri kept watching, mesmerized. He then ran his hands painfully slow down his hand down the rest of his stomach and over to Yuuri’s legs. Biting his lips softly, Wolfram moved both his hands up Yuuri’s pants legs to the waist band. Thinking it wasn’t fair that he was the only one giving a peep show, Wolfram moved to Yuuri’s shirt and his bottom button, undoing them as he made his way up.

After he got the top one done, Wolfram pulled on the shirt to bring Yuuri back down towards him, where his lips were waiting hungrily.

He attacked Yuuri’s lips with a passion, bringing the transfixed boy out of his daze and back into the game. Rubbing his hands around Yuuri’s chest and his sides, Wolfram made Yuuri pull back and take the shirt off before wrapping his arms back around him and grinding once again.

Movement was everywhere as Yuuri and Wolfram were locked in a tongue battle, hands were exploring Yuuri’s back, hands were under Wolfram pulling him closer to Yuuri, and they continued to grind from a steady rhythm to a quicker sex-crazed pace.

Finally Wolfram couldn’t take the feel of Yuuri’s pants against him.

His right hand found its way between the two bodies and into Yuuri’s pants. There, it found and grabbed what it was looking for. Yuuri let out a low grunt as Wolfram continued to stoke him in rhythm to the pace they were grinding while trying to get his pants off with the other hand.

Apparently, Wolfram wasn’t fast enough as Yuuri broke pattern and hurriedly slid his pants down. His member thanking him as it was finally free and sprang forward to attention proudly. Wolfram drank in the sight.

Hovering over him was Yuuri Shibuya, with dark hair, and piercing black eyes, and a golden tan that made Wolfram’s mouth water. He was slim, but with the outline of developing muscles and the beginning of a six pack from baseball and running and work-outs, and full of lust that doesn’t disappear easily.

Now both boys were naked; Wolfram rearranged his legs so that they were spread on either side of Yuuri. Yuuri’s mouth went dry as he took in the sight of an absolutely beautiful naked Wolfram. His hands moved on their own as they tenderly moved and explored Wolfram’s body, teasingly soft to the touch. Wolfram took it upon himself to take one of Yuuri’s hands and kiss each of his fingers before sucking lightly on a few, never taking his eyes off of Yuuri.

Seeing Wolfram in all his glory, Yuuri couldn’t help but want him in a way he never knew he did before, but once again his body moved on its own accord.

Moving his hand out of the way, Yuuri leaned down and kissed Wolfram, before working his way down. From Wolfram’s lips, to his cheek, to his neck, Yuuri wanted to taste it all. Gently he nibbled on Wolfram’s ear, making Wolfram moan involuntarily. Yuuri then took the same hand Wolfram was just sucking on and ran it down his body until it grabbed Wolfram’s hard, throbbing cock. Yuuri started sucking on the side of Wolfram’s neck, stroking him at a steady rhythm. For a brief flash of a second, it registered in Yuuri’s mind that he was holding onto another male, but the thought didn’t last long enough for Yuuri to really take notice.

Leaving Wolfram’s neck, Yuuri trailed his tongue down to his chest, taking the time to make sure each of Wolfram’s nipples were hard and moist from his mouth’s undivided attention. Leaving them, Yuuri tongued his way all day way down to the essence of Wolfram, the whole reason Yuuri used to deny him for so long. Although still stroking on it, having Wolfram’s cock right in front of his face made Yuuri confront everything negative thing he remembered from Earth about male relationships, and Yuuri took the ultimate first step in recovery.

Wolfram moaned loudly as he felt the heat and wetness of Yuuri’s mouth on the head of his dick. Having never done this before, Yuuri made sure to take his time and not hurt Wolfram with his teeth as licked Wolfram’s head. Deciding that what he was doing wasn’t too bad, Yuuri slowly took more and more of the erect organ into his mouth until it hit the back of his throat. Closing his eyes, Yuuri concentrated on what he was doing and the sounds he was heard eliciting from Wolfram.

Up, down, up, down Yuuri sucked on Wolfram, wanting to please the blond and prove he was serious about him. Yuuri snaked his hands under Wolfram’s thighs and lifted them up so the sides of his face touch both thighs. To Wolfram, the sensation was driving him crazy.

Wolfram placed one hand on the back of Yuuri’s head, guiding him, while lifting his hips in rhythm to Yuuri’s motion, pumping in and out of Yuuri’s mouth. Wolfram’s other hand was fisted tightly, grabbing the sheets and Yuuri worked on him. As he went on, Yuuri started picking up pace and would come off Wolfram’s dick to give it another once over with his tongue before devouring it once again. Wolfram’s toes curled and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.

Yuuri continued to suck off Wolfram, steadily picking up pace to where he started making slurping sounds. Wolfram shut his eyes in attempt to hold back the pressure he felt boiling up, in order to warn Yuuri between moans. “Yuuri...” moan “...I think...”moan again ”...I can’t…”loud moan “…hold out…”,louder moan, “…oh sweet Shinou…” grunt.

Wolfram back started to arch and Yuuri understood what Wolfram was trying to say. With one slowww final lick, he stopped sucking on Wolfram’s dick and raised himself over Wolfram and between his legs. The state in which the fiery Mazoku was in had Yuuri nearly cumming himself.

Wolfram’s hair was messy and his eyes were glazed over. The once creamy white body had taken on a red flush while Wolfram panted heavily in-between sexy sounds. “Yurri…” Wolfram said, his voice rasp, “Please, do something, I’m almost there. Please, make me cum Yuuri.”

Yuuri didn’t need to hear anymore as he took Wolfram in his left hand and began jacking him off at a medium speed. Yuuri spat in his right hand and moistened up his already hard dick. Just looking at Wolfram squirm at his touch beneath him made Yuuri want to explode, but he held back, at least for a bit. Yuuri let go of Wolfram and positioned himself so that their dicks were touching. He leaned all the way over Wolfram and whispered in his ear “This will be a defining moment for us. I want to do it together.” All Wolfram could say was “uhhuh”.

Wolfram put his hands on Yuuri’s waist and pulled Yuuri to him, grinding into him hard. Yuuri placed his hands on either side of Wolfram and ground into him just as hard. Moans and groans and grunts echoed throughout the room as the two boys rubbed their dicks against each other, providing an ultimate sensation. Wolfram’s fingers dug into Yuuri’s skin as he kept pulling harder and harder, nearing his climax. No words were understandable as the boys pumped harder and harder until Yuuri threw his head back and came with an almighty grunt “uuuhhuhhhhh” accompanied by Wolfram, spilling their seed all over Wolfram’s stomach.

In an instant the boys were spent. Yuuri collapsed on top of Wolfram, panting hard from his release. Wolfram ran his fingers along Yuuri’s back as he also recovered. When Yuuri finally got enough energy to move, he rolled off to Wolfram’s side, looking at the mess they made. Wolfram looked too when he regained energy, seeing the conjoined bodily fluids of him and Yuuri.

“Wow, we made a big mess huh?” Yuuri inquired. Wolfram turned to Yuuri and smiled, giving Yuuri a quick smooch before answering, earning him a goofy grin from Yuuri. “I believe most of it is yours. You are an uncontrollable wimp after all.”

“Hey that’s not nice! Besides, all that moaning you were doing it’s probably yours.”

“Be careful what you say wimp, or you’ll regret it.”

“Yeah right, and don’t call me a wimp.”

“Wimp, get something to this off with.”

“I’m not a wimp.” Yuuri retorted, going over to the edge of the bed to find his shirt on the floor. He picked it up and wiped the bit that was on him off before moving to wipe Wolfram down.

“Yuuri,” Wolfram started, “does this really mean we are official? I’m not just dreaming and going to wake up in the dirt outside in some country where I don’t even know where I’m at, am I?” Yuuri finished up and threw the shirt over the bed back on the floor. “No you’re not dreaming, this is real, and I am real, and I am For real.” He kissed Wolfram once more before laying back beside him, wrapping the blond in his arms. Wolfram smiled, but then it disappeared. “One more question..”

“Eh?”

“That, what you just did, for someone who never liked males before, you seemed to do, that, a bit too good. I know damn well you didn’t just happened to know what to do out of nowhere, so where did you learn it from, you cheating wimp?” Wolfram stared Yuuri hard in the eyes, wrapping his arms around Yuuri’s waist in a vice-like tight hold.

“Hey! Ease up some! And I’m not a cheater or a wimp! And I, uh…” It was true that Yuuri didn’t just pick up on what to do out of nowhere, but he wasn’t sure how to explain it. He decided to take the easy route. “Let’s just say Shori has a lot of informational perverted things he made me see.” Ever since Shori found out Yuuri was engaged to another guy, he had constantly been making Yuuri go through some videos and manuals and mangas about male sex and safe sex. And of course, Yuuri wouldn’t get past the first couple of sentences of first few minutes before he was trying to run away. Thankfully, some of the sentences he did read allowed Yuuri to gain alil insight on what he was suppose to do. From there, he just used his imagination.

“Hmm…” Wolfram started thinking. “I’ll have to see about these things that Shori has in order to make sure you’re not doing anything unfaithful.” Yuuri cringed at the thought of Shori shoving a bunch of that stuff in front of Wolfram, and at the thought of what Wolfram would think and make him do after seeing it. “Ahaha.. that’s okay, you don’t have to go that far…really” Yuuri tried to discourage him.

“Cheater! There is something in there that you like better, isn’t it!” Wolfram’s eyes flared.

“No! Wolfram calm down! I promise there’s nothing in there that I like better than you. I like you the most!”

“Wimp! So now you only like me?! Hmph”

“No! I mean, yes, I mean, no that’s not right, and I’m not a wimp, just, Wolfram!”

Wolfram glared Yuuri, eyes hardened. “Wolfram, no, I haven’t or won’t cheat on you! I promise! I’m your fiancé, and…”

Wolfram raised an expecting eyebrow. “And?...”

Yuuri kissed Wolfram before Wolfram could think about it. “And I love you.” He said. Wolfram stared at Yuuri for a few moments before responding. “I love you too, Yuuri.” They kissed again, before separating and quietly laying in their bed, gazing into each other’s eyes.

Naked in the bed wrapped in each other’s arms, the two boys drifted off to sleep with pleasant dreams of a new path together….

But with every path, there are always bumps along the way…

Congrats! You have just finished reading my very first Yuuram chapter ever! So what ya think? I had fun writing this one, but I couldn’t just let it be a straight get-to-the-sex chapter, at least not this time lol. Also, I have to say I almost lost this entire chapter to the evils of computer shutdowns, which would of completely pissed me off to the point of hesitating to write it again, but thankfully I got it back on. Thanks to everyone who emailed! And those who didn’t, thank the ones that did, shame one you lol. I have an idea for trying to write a Yuuram from a Yuuri POV and a Wolfram POV, but I’m not sure about it yet.

So anyways, thanks for reading and as always, suggestions welcomed. Until next time! ~Kriter~
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