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Chapter 9
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Wimp
Chapter 9
Though Wolfram didn't admit it, he was very grateful to Conrad. The Maoh's so called honey moon trip to Earth served two purposes, for Yuri share the baseball experience with Wolfram, and to serve as a decoy. Yuri and Wolfram would secretly return to the Mazoku world to stay at a top secret luxury inn which Conrad booked cleverly disguising the transaction as concerning a hotel on Earth.
The Maoh and his husband would be back home, but no one would know, and thus no one would bother them with any questions or interrupt their romantic time. Plus couples such as them were more common in the Mazoku world, making it easier to blend in.
After emerging at a fountain, Yuri and Wolfram were received by the staff, already informed of the situation and ready to keep it all in secrecy. The couple was shown to their room and given a booklet containing information about the facilities. "I will be on my way now, if you need anything please feel free to ask the maids." The owner, a middle ages man with a kind expression bowed.
"Thanks," Yuri was surprised at how fast the ended up in their room alone. Usually there would be questions, stares directed at Yuri's black hair and eyes, tours and speeches to greet the Maoh, and all sorts of things. But this time it was all very quiet, which gave Yuri a sense of relief and trust in the staff's ability to keep their presence a secret.
"Yuri..." Wolfram wrapped his arms around Yuri, hugging him from behind. He gently nibbled at his neck, causing Yuri to let out a pleasurable sigh. "Look..." Wolfram slowly guided Yuri to turn around and while the Maoh stared at the sigh before him, the click of the lock was heard.
"This is..." It was pink, too pink. There was bed large enough to fit five people covered by silk sheet of pink. There were large piles on pillows on the bed; Yuri would say at least fifty fluffy pink pillows of a brighter shade of pink. The lightest shade of pink was found in the semi-transparent curtains that surrounded the bed.
The glass windows had already been closed and lock and Wolfram was currently releasing the dark pink curtains from their restrains, letting them fall over the windows and leaving the room with little light. "Yuri..." Wolfram called seductively.
Yuri's eye twitched from the sheer overload of pink. It wasn't that he particularly disliked pink, not anymore. He thought Wolfram looked good in pink, and even better out of it. But that wasn't the point, there was just so much pink that Yuri didn't know what to think of it, he really would have preferred a different color. The Maoh looked down at the plush pink carpet, of a color lighter than the window curtains but darker than the pillows. "Too much pink," he twitched.
"Yuri!" Wolfram demanded attention, his face carrying an adorable pout.
Yuri focused on Wolfram; the Maoh blinked and rubbed his eyes. "When did you..." he blushed deeply as if it were the first time he saw Wolfram without a shred of fabric to cover him, even if it wasn't. Suddenly the pink didn't matter. Yuri was too centered on Wolfram to notice anything else. Damp black clothing was thrown hastily on the floor, pink pillows were knocked all over the place and the semi-transparent pink bed curtains were ripped.
"When did you become so passionate, wimp?" Wolfram asked between happy gasping breaths.
Yuri blushed even more, a deep crimson taking over his face. He didn't know what to say, he didn't know the answer himself. "Is it okay?"
Wolfram caressed Yuri's face with one hand, and with the other stoked his back as they laid on top of each other. "You're so cute. Don't be such a wimp, of course it's okay, more than okay." Wolfram grinned mischievously while Yuri got lost in his beautiful emerald eyes. "Besides, I'll still get back at you." Wolfram rolled on top of Yuri.
Yuri smirked playfully, "you're going to get back at me."
"Oh yes," Wolfram kissed Yuri, trailing from his cheek to neck, to chest.
"I was hoping you would," Yuri admitted, the red tint still present on his cheeks. Yuri noticed Wolfram's face was heated too, and that was not the only part of them that was.
To be Continued
Disclaimer, I don't own Kyo Kara Maoh. This chapter was shorter than usual but it also had more yuram. A new plot starts in the next chapter.
Chapter 9
Though Wolfram didn't admit it, he was very grateful to Conrad. The Maoh's so called honey moon trip to Earth served two purposes, for Yuri share the baseball experience with Wolfram, and to serve as a decoy. Yuri and Wolfram would secretly return to the Mazoku world to stay at a top secret luxury inn which Conrad booked cleverly disguising the transaction as concerning a hotel on Earth.
The Maoh and his husband would be back home, but no one would know, and thus no one would bother them with any questions or interrupt their romantic time. Plus couples such as them were more common in the Mazoku world, making it easier to blend in.
After emerging at a fountain, Yuri and Wolfram were received by the staff, already informed of the situation and ready to keep it all in secrecy. The couple was shown to their room and given a booklet containing information about the facilities. "I will be on my way now, if you need anything please feel free to ask the maids." The owner, a middle ages man with a kind expression bowed.
"Thanks," Yuri was surprised at how fast the ended up in their room alone. Usually there would be questions, stares directed at Yuri's black hair and eyes, tours and speeches to greet the Maoh, and all sorts of things. But this time it was all very quiet, which gave Yuri a sense of relief and trust in the staff's ability to keep their presence a secret.
"Yuri..." Wolfram wrapped his arms around Yuri, hugging him from behind. He gently nibbled at his neck, causing Yuri to let out a pleasurable sigh. "Look..." Wolfram slowly guided Yuri to turn around and while the Maoh stared at the sigh before him, the click of the lock was heard.
"This is..." It was pink, too pink. There was bed large enough to fit five people covered by silk sheet of pink. There were large piles on pillows on the bed; Yuri would say at least fifty fluffy pink pillows of a brighter shade of pink. The lightest shade of pink was found in the semi-transparent curtains that surrounded the bed.
The glass windows had already been closed and lock and Wolfram was currently releasing the dark pink curtains from their restrains, letting them fall over the windows and leaving the room with little light. "Yuri..." Wolfram called seductively.
Yuri's eye twitched from the sheer overload of pink. It wasn't that he particularly disliked pink, not anymore. He thought Wolfram looked good in pink, and even better out of it. But that wasn't the point, there was just so much pink that Yuri didn't know what to think of it, he really would have preferred a different color. The Maoh looked down at the plush pink carpet, of a color lighter than the window curtains but darker than the pillows. "Too much pink," he twitched.
"Yuri!" Wolfram demanded attention, his face carrying an adorable pout.
Yuri focused on Wolfram; the Maoh blinked and rubbed his eyes. "When did you..." he blushed deeply as if it were the first time he saw Wolfram without a shred of fabric to cover him, even if it wasn't. Suddenly the pink didn't matter. Yuri was too centered on Wolfram to notice anything else. Damp black clothing was thrown hastily on the floor, pink pillows were knocked all over the place and the semi-transparent pink bed curtains were ripped.
"When did you become so passionate, wimp?" Wolfram asked between happy gasping breaths.
Yuri blushed even more, a deep crimson taking over his face. He didn't know what to say, he didn't know the answer himself. "Is it okay?"
Wolfram caressed Yuri's face with one hand, and with the other stoked his back as they laid on top of each other. "You're so cute. Don't be such a wimp, of course it's okay, more than okay." Wolfram grinned mischievously while Yuri got lost in his beautiful emerald eyes. "Besides, I'll still get back at you." Wolfram rolled on top of Yuri.
Yuri smirked playfully, "you're going to get back at me."
"Oh yes," Wolfram kissed Yuri, trailing from his cheek to neck, to chest.
"I was hoping you would," Yuri admitted, the red tint still present on his cheeks. Yuri noticed Wolfram's face was heated too, and that was not the only part of them that was.
To be Continued
Disclaimer, I don't own Kyo Kara Maoh. This chapter was shorter than usual but it also had more yuram. A new plot starts in the next chapter.
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