Yozak Writes Some Yaoi
Disclaimer: I don't own Kyo kara Maoh.
Pairings: Conrart/Yozak and Yozak/Conrart. Some Yuuri/Wolfram.
Rated Mature: for sexual content.
Summary: Conrart stumbles across some smut starring himself and Yozak. How will he respond?
Author's notes: For this story I chose to characterize Conrart as oblivious!Conrart. He gets it from his mother I think.
Conrart flipped through Yozak's spy notes to see if there were any insights beyond that which had been gone over at the meeting. There wasn't much, unless you counted the tally for meal prices, and a small comment on how fabulous his new undercover shoes were.
Conrart snorted and set the notes down on Yozak's nightstand. As he did, he happened to glance over and see some folded pieces of parchment wedged underneath the oil lamp. Intrigued, Conrart removed the tattered and stained parchment and began to read.
It was a dark and stormy night. The wind wailed fiercely and rain fell down in thick sheets outside the mouth of the cavern. Conrart shivered with cold in his rain-soaked uniform as he futily attempted to warm himself by the small fire.
"Captain, you'll catch your death of cold in those wet clothes." Yozak warned. "You should take them off." Yozak had already removed his soaked clothes and was garbed solely in a hot-pink thong.
Conrart flushed slightly at this, and informed Yozak that was in fact, currently drying his uniform out by the fire, therefore there was no need to remove his clothes.
"It's not like it's anything I haven't seen before." Yozak teased as he spread some blankets out on the cave floor.
Conrart paused and frowned. He did not remember anything like this ever happening during his travels with Yozak. Maybe it was fiction, like a children's story or something. Yes, that had to be it. There would be a bear or something deeper in the cave. That's how Conrart would write it anyway. The bear would emerge and then they would have to fight it. And then they would roast up some bear steaks and have a bear pelt as another blanket. That would also explain why he didn't want to take his clothes off in the story. His bare skin might attract some bears.
Conrart sat on the edge of a blanket and slowly started removing his uniform jacket.
"Here, let me help you with that." Yozak offered. Yozak leaned over and helped his friend remove his shirt. Then he reached down to undo Conrart's belt.
"Yozak…don't" Conrart said in a choked voice, blushing wildly.
"Captain, what's the matter?" Yozak asked, concerned. Then he glanced down and saw the problem. "Oh, Captain. That's not a problem."
Conrart's head jerked up and he stared into Yozak's vivid blue eyes uncertainly.
Yozak responded by leaning up against his friend to show him exactly why it wasn't problematic.
"You mean, you feel the same way?" Conrart asked, as his large brown doe-like eyes widened in surprise.
"I always have." Yozak whispered as he gathered Conrart into his arms. "But let's get under the covers so we can conserve our body heat."
Conrart nodded silently in agreement as they maneuvered under the covers while still wrapped in each other's arms.
Yozak positioned himself on top of Conrart underneath the covers. "Let's get those wet pants off you." he said tenderly as he finished undoing Conrart's belt. Yozak had just started pulling the pants over Conrart's hips when he paused. "Captain," he breathed, "What are you wearing?"
Conrart's cheeks reddened as he replied, "You said you thought they'd look good on me once, remember?"
"I never thought you'd wear Shin Makoku royal underwear." Yozak said. "You look beautiful in them."
Conrart's blush deepened at the compliment.
Yozak finished removing the wet clothes. He could feel the heat that radiated from both their bodies. Yozak rocked back and forth slowly, rubbing their bodies together and creating delicious pinpoints of friction and heat where their skin touched. Yozak felt a familiar warmth and pleasure start to spread just below his stomach.
He tenderly ran a hand through Conrart's silky brown locks. Conrart sensuously bucked his hips under Yozak in silent suggestion.
"Yozak, I want you…inside me." Conrart whispered while panting heavily.
Yozak reached over towards the bottle of lavender-scented lube that he had conveniently brought along on the trip. "Are you sure?" Yozak asked as he squirted some of the lube onto his hand to warm it up.
"Yes, it's just that…I've never…" Conrart blushed as he struggled to complete the sentence.
"It's okay, Conrart," Yozak said soothingly, "I'll be gentle."
Then Yozak reached down tenderly and slowly inserted his finger into-
Conrart abruptly stopped reading as he realized exactly what type of story this was. It certainly wasn't a children's story!
Please review ...