Well, since you guys asked so nicely I decided to put up a second chapter! This will however be that last one I'm afraid, I didn't have a plot in mind when I wrote the first chapter and I basically wrote this one on a whim... to be perfectly honest with you. -.-'' But it's rather fluffy and romantic, methinks :3

Oh, and I haven't betaed this thing yet, so please disregard any mistakes you see.

Enjoy!

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The Thing About Wolfram

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That stupid, wretched cheating bastard!

Wolfram was positively fuming as he stared at his companion, though well hidden behind a mask of peaceful serenity so not to scare his already rather frightened fiancée further. He even went as far as to glue on a small smile, just for Yuuri. If it hadn't been him he would be glaring a hole through his head while ranting mercilessly about just how worthless he was. But no, Wolfram was merciful when it came to his fiancée and would not do so, that could ruin their blooming relationship after all. He would simply find a better time and place for such things.

Then those pitch black eyes slowly turned to meet his, and he just about stopped breathing. Smoldering, shimmering, glowing coals that burned into his very soul with one single glance. A small breath left his slightly parted lips, trembling slightly they formed his beloved's name. Yuuri... His heart sped up as the dark pools slowly caressed his features, taking in his face in every last detail. He closed his eyes and leaned back, basking in the warmth he felt from the gaze.

He loved it when the king looked at him, looked and only saw him... at least it felt like that. Like he, Wolfram, was the only thing existing at that very moment for the double black royal of the mazoku. His fingers twitched and he resisted the urge to purr in pleasure. The thought of Yuuri... having eyes only for him, and him alone made him forget the earlier slip. For a long time he stayed like that, only moving when he had to, not wanting to break the spell... he was slowly drifting off when... “Wolf...” the soft mumbled made him open his eyes just a little to peer at his companion under long, golden eyelashes.

The other boy was still looking at him, as if hypnotized, and the noble felt the corner of his lips twitch – longing to turn into a tiny smirk. “Wolf..?” the other boy whispered softly, leaning forward. “Are you sleeping..? Wolfram?” the soft voice was enough to make the hairs on his arms stand up straight and shivers running up his back.

For whatever reason made him decide to pretend being asleep he did not know, but every time he would think about it later on he would firmly state that he didn't regret it one bit. Why would he? What was to come would be one of the sweetest memories he had, and he wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.

“Wolf...” a quiet creak, the rustling of clothes and a soft thud. The blond swallowed and moved a little, still pretending to be asleep but watching the other one intently under thick eyelashes. Yuuri froze on the spot, hunched as he was in the small carriage, he was too tall to stand up straight. “I...” a deep breath. “I don't think I'd ever dare to do this if you were awake... but I just want to... to try something...” Try something? Try what? Curiosity ate at him, but he still didn't move as he wanted to know what the young king was planning.

He could feel the other boy coming closer, a hand settling itself on the wall beside his head and the other on the seat beside him. W-what was he doing!? To say that Wolfram was alarmed was an understatement, but he was too thrilled and curious to move or even breathe as his beloved leaned closer and closer to his face.

Oh, god... is he going to kiss me?

His heart almost stopped at the thought and he had to stop himself from hyperventilating at the thought, clutching and pushing down the heat that stubbornly tried to attack his face, wanting him to blush pretty pink. Hot breath caressed his face, a sweet minty kind of smell, his lips tingled in anticipation. Hoping. Hoping. Hoping that Yuuri was going to do what he thought he was about to do... he closed his eyes completely, taking a slightly deeper breath.

And then... a pair of soft, silk lips were pressed against his own, so warm and welcoming, gentle and loving as they carefully caressed his own. Like a light breeze the swept over them and just as quickly they were gone, he wanted to cry out with disappointment! Then they were there again, pressed a little harder then before, making him moan quietly and press back.

With a gasp Yuuri stumbled backward, blushing deep red and staring at him in embarrassment. “W-Wolfram!” he cried, his face turning an even deeper shade. “I-I-I'm s-sorry I-I though y-you were...”

“Asleep?” he finished for him, leaning back and smiling slightly, eyes glittering. His lips were tingling pleasantly. “No, I've been awake the entire time.” his smile deepened.

Yuuri stared in horror, eyes wide and mouth open. “So-so you heard..?”

“Yep! Every single word!” he pronounced proudly, happily and and leaned forward. “You're forgiven.” he stated, making the royal blink. Wolfram held up a finger and gave him a stern look. “For mentioning Saralegui, I forgive you for that.” he grinned, blushing a little.

“O-okay..:” Yuuri stuttered. “That's... good... I guess...” he blinked.

Wolfram cleared his throat, straightening his clothes and swept away imaginary dust. “Now...” he said, eye closed and face stern as he made himself presentable. “We gotta do something about your cheating nature.” the slight blush deepened.

“Eh?” the double blacks eyes widened, mouth open in puzzlement. “What do you mean, Wolfram?”

“I said, we gotta do something about your cheating nature... let's start with going through those you have cheated with and gain forgiveness, shall we?” he gave a foxy kind of smirk, cheeks tinted and eyes glittering. “It'll keep us occupied for the rest of the trip.” he couldn't restrain a chuckle at the utterly bewildered look on the royals face.

“Eh..? EH?” he began moving away from the blond when he realized what he was talking about. “What!? Y-you can't be serious!” he cried, his back hitting the other side of the carriage. “I-I'm... I...” his face had taken on the color of tomatoes and cold sweat was practically pouring off of him. “We-we can't do that!” he protested, glancing around for a way to escape.

“Oh, yes we can!” Wolfram cooed, nearing his fiancé at a worrying pace.

“B-But..!” Yuuri tried to come up with a good enough reason to keep the blond away from him, his heart beating wildly at the thought of... of...

“Are you worrying about Sir Weller and Josaku? Don't. They will understand perfectly... they won't disturb us...” he slammed down his hands on either side of his head, much like he had done not long before. “I can say for sure that they...” their noses touched. “Know exactly....” their foreheads. “What's going on...” his hands cupped his face. “They won't interrupt...” They were so close, staring into each others eyes for a very, very long moment. The green eyes fluttered half shut. “Kiss me, Yuuri...” he pleaded.

“Wolfram... I...” he frowned, looking into the jade orbs. “I don't know... I...” he licked his lips, longing to do it... he wanted to... he needed to... but... it was that gay thing and he... just couldn't...

“Forget that I'm a guy for once, will you?” Wolfram said firmly, pulling back his head to gently bump his forehead against the other boys, thumbs gently stroking the tanned cheekbones. “Do you love a person or their gender?” he asked. “Would you love me if I was a girl?”

Yuuri closed his eyes and swallowed. “... Yes...” he admitted. “Yes, I would...”

Nails dug into his scalp for moment. “I'm wearing a dress, am I not?” the blond said, settling down, straddling the king's lap. “So you can kiss me...” he rubbed noses with him, one hand trailing down to his chest, fisting the soft fabric covering it. “If anyone would see... they'd think you're kissing a girl... right?”

“...” Yuuri felt his heart speed up, closing his eyes. “Wolfram...” he mumbled, head spinning.

“Just forget about my gender... okay...” the girl-boy mumbled. “Can't you just see me... see Wolfram, just for once...”

“Okay...” he whispered, shy and uncertain, before slowly pressing his lips to the others.

The kiss was sweet, making their heads swirl and breath hitch in their throats. Yuuri felt as if his heart was going to jump out of his chest and run away, beating so fast that his blood flew through his veins, singing in his limbs and making them tingle at the sensation. He turned his head slightly, adjusting the pressure as he lifted his hands to run them over the nobles back. Wolfram moaned and pressed closer, fingers running through black silk strands.

The king wrapped his arms around the other boy firmly, opening his mouth slightly to invite an even deeper kiss, the blond answered with a light stroke of the tongue, making the double black moan in response. Their chests pressed against each other, hands wandering shyly as they let their tongues explore. They slowly pulled back from each other, just looking into each others eyes.

“That wasn't so bad... was it..?” Wolfram mumbled, leaning forward to press his lips briefly to the corner of his beloveds mouth.

“... No...” Yuuri admitted, smiling slightly and inhaling the scent that was purely Wolfram. “... I'd like to try it again, actually...”

Wolfram chuckled. “I guess that's okay... and let's not forget that you're making up for every time you've cheated on me...” he smirked at the offended look on his fiancés face, eyes glittering. “It'll take quite a few of those if you want to clear your record, your majesty.”

Yuuri just rolled his eyes. “Let's just get to it before I change my mind.” he said sternly with a mock frown, eyes smiling.

The noble then took both his lips and mind hostage once more...

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Well... that's it... end of story! I hope you liked it :D I know I do, it was a quite pleasant piece to write :)

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