[Kyou Kara Maou] Two Ways to Interrupt or Otherwise Ruin a Young Maou's Lovelife
29. Fire; Water; Earth; Metal; Wood
30_cracks
This is my first ficlet for the series, so I decided to write what I do best :D But I've been on this thing lately where I choose a theme at random from a random 30_something community and I just write based on the theme.
Two Ways to Interrupt or Otherwise Ruin a Young Maou's Lovelife
by Elf Asato
One.
"We'll only proceed as far as you want," Conrad said gently as he removed the last vestiges of Yuuri's clothing, rendering him as naked as himself, "...Heika."
"Yuuri!" he said almost immediately as he sat up from his spot on Conrad's bed and pinched the older man's earlobe playfully before leaning in to kiss him fully on the lips, murmuring sensually, "...call me...Yuuri."
Conrad gave a smug smile against his majesty's lips. "Because I'm the one who named you, right?" When Yuuri nodded and proceeded to kiss him again, he leaned the young maou back onto the comfort of his bedsheets and enveloped him in a somewhat full-bodied embrace, his cock pressing into Yuuri's thigh.
His majesty gave a wonderful sort of moan against his lips as he arched his back slightly to press and rub his cock further into Conrad's stomach. "Can we?" Yuuri sighed softly, and Conrad barely caught the words. "Like that book," he continued, "...can we?"
Some time ago, Shibuya Yuuri had accidentally stumbled across a sex manual with Murata while in a library on earth. The two boys joked about it when they flipped through it - especially the section on anal penetration - but later that night, when he was alone, Yuuri couldn't help but think about what he saw in the book.
And he couldn't help but think that he wanted Conrad to do those sorts of things to him.
Admitting this to Conrad was no small feat, though. It took Yuuri's courage to take a hint from Celie and flirt with the man. Once he realized that Conrad would actually flirt back every time he did so, things began to progress, and, with a devoted and loving older man wrapped around the finger of a hormonal, teenage boy, how quickly they did.
Their constant flirtations, stolen kisses, and hidden caresses came to a culmination that night in Conrad's quarters while the rest of the Blood Pledge Castle slept peacefully.
"Is that what you want?" Conrad murmured lowly as his hand wandered between Yuuri's legs and probed at an opening. His lips sucked on the maou's neck in such a way that there would probably be a mark left the following morning as proof of their secret encounter for all to see. When his lust receeded, perhaps he would panic at such evidence, but as it stood, he found the idea somewhat exciting.
As Conrad began to nip at his neck as well, Yuuri moaned slightly, his voice airy and distant, but managed to get out the words, "Yes, yes...Conrad...please." He arched his back and tried to wiggle his hips, but, much to his dismay, Conrad only pulled away entirely into a sitting position between Yuuri's legs. "Hey..."
"Come on," Conrad coaxed gently, as he took the boy's hands and sat him up, "I want you to see exactly what I'm going to do so there will be no surprises, all right?"
Yuuri was reluctant to let go of Conrad's hands and protested with a lusty and hormone- driven smile, "...But I like it much better when I'm able to feel what you're going to do..."
To this Conrad only chuckled deeply and instructed, "In the bedside drawer there should be a bottle...will you get it for me please, Yuuri?"
Quickly, Yuuri leaned forward for a kiss before turning his back on the man and getting on his hands and knees to search for the bottle in the drawer a little ways up near the head of the bed.
The second he saw that he had his hands on the bottle, Conrad had the idea to utilize his military experience and slyly command in a gentle but naturally authoritative tone, "...Yuuri, don't move."
"Eh?" Yuuri looked back at him with a confused expression but still obeyed. "Why can't I move? Is there a spider near me?"
Conrad didn't answer immediately but instead gave Yuuri a languid and appraising look. Finally, he admitted in a loving, yet smug way, "...It's a nice view."
"Oh...you!" Yuuri blushed a little and said with a natural laugh. He made his way back down on the bed in front of the older man and sat with his legs parted as before, giving a playful yet deep kiss before handing the bottle over to Conrad. "What's in the bottle?"
"It's water-based lubricant," Conrad answered with an ever-gentle smile as he nudged closer to Yuuri, kissing the base of his neck as he unscrewed the bottle cap and explained, "A petroleum-based one might be better suited for our uses, but unfortunately, unlike in your world, it's very hard to come by here, even on the black market, which makes it incredibly expensive on the off chance that you do happen to come across it. Besides, this one doesn't stain fabric and it's...edible."
"...Edible?" Yuuri clearly seemed interested. "Does it...taste like anything?"
Conrad gave a playful and sly smile as he replied, "I've heard it tastes a little sweet...like candy?"
"Like candy?"
"Perhaps."
With a faint blush in his cheeks, Yuuri moved considerably closer to Conrad and put a hand to his chest, letting his fingertips trail down to his stomach and even further. "Can I taste and see?" His fingertips rested on the base of Conrad's cock.
Conrad leaned forward and pressed his cheekbone against Yuuri's and kissed his cheek intimately while murmuring as handed off the bottle, "Want to put it on?"
Yuuri nodded, keeping their skin connection, as his fingertips trailed lightly up his cock until their reached the head, and then he brushed the tip of it gently with his thumb before removing his hand entirely from that area and brought it up to pour the lube into.
Only, that isn't quite what happened.
When Yuuri tilted the bottle to pour into his hand, nothing came out. "...This isn't supposed to be some sort of gel or something is it? I swear the bottle's full but nothing's coming out."
"That's strange," Conrad muttered as he furrowed his brows and watched the maou try to figure it out. "It's a new bottle..."
"Oh!" Yuuri exclaimed as he turned the bottle upright. "Then it probably has some sort of seal if it's new," he reasoned as he stuck his finger into the seal-less bottle opening.
Then he felt it.
"W-wha--NO," Yuuri protested as the bottle's contents violently, in a swirling mass, pulled him in. "NO WAY!"
Conrad had to admit, he was a little shocked to see his would-be lover sucked into a bottle of water-based lube, and he figured with a frustrated sigh that the Original King really had it in for him.
...Perhaps it would do to invest in a petroleum-based lubricant next time.
End.
Two.
A variation of One with the same premise and background. Please don't kill me. Crack is my specialty, after all ;)
"Ah, Conrad?"
"Yes?" he answered gently as Yuuri stared at the bottle of water-based lubricant in his hands.
"Can I be the one to...to..." Yuuri murmured as his face grew hot and red, "I mean, can I be the one to, er, 'take' you? Be inside you, I mean."
Conrad looked at him for a second, processing things, before he smiled lovingly and answered with warmth, "It would be my honor...Yuuri. To be your catcher."
A wide smile crossed Yuuri's face as he gave Conrad a friendly hug that quickly became sensual and erotic with naked flesh against naked flesh. "Thanks," he murmured into his neck as Conrad picked up the bottle of lube and poured a little onto his hand. He felt a hand wrap around his cock. "Uh?"
"Shh," Conrad murmured soothingly as he moved his slick hand in gentle yet firm strokes up and down the length of the shaft, lubricating it further in the process. "It'll make things more enjoyable."
Yuuri pulled apart from their embrace to watch in lust and fascination. A definite blush presented itself in his cheeks as his breathing became more audible and he moaned slightly under his breath, watching Conrad's slick hand stroke and tease him. After a little while, when Yuuri got a little more into it, the handjob stopped. "Wh--"
Conrad stopped him with a kiss and and smiled apologetically. "That wasn't strictly necessary. I just thought you might enjoy it. Now," he murmured as he took Yuuri's hand and dipped his fingers thoroughly into the bottle's contents, "since this is my first time, I think this will be necessary..."
"I know what to do," Yuuri murmured against his cheek, and Conrad turned around to get on his hands and knees. "Like this, right?" he asked as he teased the outer rim of his anus with his finger, and then he pressed the tip of his finger in halfway and wiggled it a little, "and this?"
"Tease," Conrad chuckled lightly, but he shifted back and Yuuri's finger went in further at the pressure and contact.
Yuuri went still for a moment. "Um, does that hurt?" he asked nervously as he kept his finger in place, but Conrad shifted again in an effort to get him moving again.
"It was a little awkward and uncomfortable at first, but no, it doesn't hurt. It's easy to adjust to, actually," the older man reassured as he slighty moved back and forth, and Yuuri wiggled his finger experimentally, "and it's a bit enjoyable. It tickles when you do that, though."
"Sorry," Yuuri apologized as he moved his finger further in and out with Conrad's movements, pressing at his rim.
Conrad's motions became more apparent as he murmured, as Yuuri's second finger flirted inside and out of his anus, "Don't...apologize." He sounded as if he wanted to say more, but nothing else came out until finally, after a little bit, "...Think you want to do it now?"
"Yeah..." Yuuri said as he bent over and kissed the small of Conrad's back, then he straightened back to pour some more lubricant into his hand and stroked his throbbing cock with it, "but I'm going to have to use a little more lube...dried out."
Shrugging slightly, Conrad said idly as a wet and slippery sound from Yuuri made his cock ache, "...One of the drawbacks of this type of lube..."
"Uh, all right...I'm going to put it in now," Yuuri announced somewhat nervously after a short while, but as he guided the tip of his cock to Conrad's ass, he added, a bit more comfortably and with a smile, "I only hope I can pitch as well as you can."
Conrad only smiled appreciatively, though unseen, and Yuuri pressed into him. He inhaled sharply, but that was the extent of any outward discomfort.
Yuuri held still, though his hips and cock were aching for movement, and asked, "Is it okay, Conrad? It doesn't hurt much, does it?"
"Not much," Conrad admitted as he twisted his head to look back at his majesty, "but it's good."
"It's good? Really?"
"...If you want to move..."
"So it's not that bad? And here I was afraid it would be so painful, and--"
Yuuri was cut off by sudden movement and a low gasp from Conrad. "All right, so..." he mumbled and stared at his point of entry as his inexperienced thrusting found a rhythm with the other's motions. The feeling and pleasure he was gaining from such a seemingly simple act was incredible: the obvious sensation to his cock inside a warm enclosure and the unexpected further arousal from hearing Conrad's breathing grow heavy.
It was like Conrad himself was pulling him in...pulling his cock in like his organs inside were the center of gravity, pulling so hard...
Shibuya Yuuri knew this sensation and knew it well. His eyes bugged in horror and disbelief as it felt like Conrad's ass, well-lubricated with a water-based solution that seemed to all of a sudden whirl and create a violent suction, really was pulling him in. "The HELL? You've GOT to be joking!" And then he disappeared, transported to his native world by the Original King with the use of water-based lubricant.
...It wasn't easy to traumatize Conrad, but it was, in fact, possible.
How sad is it that this is the most detailed mansmut I've ever written? I weep for the KKM fandom now.
30_cracks
This is my first ficlet for the series, so I decided to write what I do best :D But I've been on this thing lately where I choose a theme at random from a random 30_something community and I just write based on the theme.
Two Ways to Interrupt or Otherwise Ruin a Young Maou's Lovelife
by Elf Asato
One.
"We'll only proceed as far as you want," Conrad said gently as he removed the last vestiges of Yuuri's clothing, rendering him as naked as himself, "...Heika."
"Yuuri!" he said almost immediately as he sat up from his spot on Conrad's bed and pinched the older man's earlobe playfully before leaning in to kiss him fully on the lips, murmuring sensually, "...call me...Yuuri."
Conrad gave a smug smile against his majesty's lips. "Because I'm the one who named you, right?" When Yuuri nodded and proceeded to kiss him again, he leaned the young maou back onto the comfort of his bedsheets and enveloped him in a somewhat full-bodied embrace, his cock pressing into Yuuri's thigh.
His majesty gave a wonderful sort of moan against his lips as he arched his back slightly to press and rub his cock further into Conrad's stomach. "Can we?" Yuuri sighed softly, and Conrad barely caught the words. "Like that book," he continued, "...can we?"
Some time ago, Shibuya Yuuri had accidentally stumbled across a sex manual with Murata while in a library on earth. The two boys joked about it when they flipped through it - especially the section on anal penetration - but later that night, when he was alone, Yuuri couldn't help but think about what he saw in the book.
And he couldn't help but think that he wanted Conrad to do those sorts of things to him.
Admitting this to Conrad was no small feat, though. It took Yuuri's courage to take a hint from Celie and flirt with the man. Once he realized that Conrad would actually flirt back every time he did so, things began to progress, and, with a devoted and loving older man wrapped around the finger of a hormonal, teenage boy, how quickly they did.
Their constant flirtations, stolen kisses, and hidden caresses came to a culmination that night in Conrad's quarters while the rest of the Blood Pledge Castle slept peacefully.
"Is that what you want?" Conrad murmured lowly as his hand wandered between Yuuri's legs and probed at an opening. His lips sucked on the maou's neck in such a way that there would probably be a mark left the following morning as proof of their secret encounter for all to see. When his lust receeded, perhaps he would panic at such evidence, but as it stood, he found the idea somewhat exciting.
As Conrad began to nip at his neck as well, Yuuri moaned slightly, his voice airy and distant, but managed to get out the words, "Yes, yes...Conrad...please." He arched his back and tried to wiggle his hips, but, much to his dismay, Conrad only pulled away entirely into a sitting position between Yuuri's legs. "Hey..."
"Come on," Conrad coaxed gently, as he took the boy's hands and sat him up, "I want you to see exactly what I'm going to do so there will be no surprises, all right?"
Yuuri was reluctant to let go of Conrad's hands and protested with a lusty and hormone- driven smile, "...But I like it much better when I'm able to feel what you're going to do..."
To this Conrad only chuckled deeply and instructed, "In the bedside drawer there should be a bottle...will you get it for me please, Yuuri?"
Quickly, Yuuri leaned forward for a kiss before turning his back on the man and getting on his hands and knees to search for the bottle in the drawer a little ways up near the head of the bed.
The second he saw that he had his hands on the bottle, Conrad had the idea to utilize his military experience and slyly command in a gentle but naturally authoritative tone, "...Yuuri, don't move."
"Eh?" Yuuri looked back at him with a confused expression but still obeyed. "Why can't I move? Is there a spider near me?"
Conrad didn't answer immediately but instead gave Yuuri a languid and appraising look. Finally, he admitted in a loving, yet smug way, "...It's a nice view."
"Oh...you!" Yuuri blushed a little and said with a natural laugh. He made his way back down on the bed in front of the older man and sat with his legs parted as before, giving a playful yet deep kiss before handing the bottle over to Conrad. "What's in the bottle?"
"It's water-based lubricant," Conrad answered with an ever-gentle smile as he nudged closer to Yuuri, kissing the base of his neck as he unscrewed the bottle cap and explained, "A petroleum-based one might be better suited for our uses, but unfortunately, unlike in your world, it's very hard to come by here, even on the black market, which makes it incredibly expensive on the off chance that you do happen to come across it. Besides, this one doesn't stain fabric and it's...edible."
"...Edible?" Yuuri clearly seemed interested. "Does it...taste like anything?"
Conrad gave a playful and sly smile as he replied, "I've heard it tastes a little sweet...like candy?"
"Like candy?"
"Perhaps."
With a faint blush in his cheeks, Yuuri moved considerably closer to Conrad and put a hand to his chest, letting his fingertips trail down to his stomach and even further. "Can I taste and see?" His fingertips rested on the base of Conrad's cock.
Conrad leaned forward and pressed his cheekbone against Yuuri's and kissed his cheek intimately while murmuring as handed off the bottle, "Want to put it on?"
Yuuri nodded, keeping their skin connection, as his fingertips trailed lightly up his cock until their reached the head, and then he brushed the tip of it gently with his thumb before removing his hand entirely from that area and brought it up to pour the lube into.
Only, that isn't quite what happened.
When Yuuri tilted the bottle to pour into his hand, nothing came out. "...This isn't supposed to be some sort of gel or something is it? I swear the bottle's full but nothing's coming out."
"That's strange," Conrad muttered as he furrowed his brows and watched the maou try to figure it out. "It's a new bottle..."
"Oh!" Yuuri exclaimed as he turned the bottle upright. "Then it probably has some sort of seal if it's new," he reasoned as he stuck his finger into the seal-less bottle opening.
Then he felt it.
"W-wha--NO," Yuuri protested as the bottle's contents violently, in a swirling mass, pulled him in. "NO WAY!"
Conrad had to admit, he was a little shocked to see his would-be lover sucked into a bottle of water-based lube, and he figured with a frustrated sigh that the Original King really had it in for him.
...Perhaps it would do to invest in a petroleum-based lubricant next time.
End.
Two.
A variation of One with the same premise and background. Please don't kill me. Crack is my specialty, after all ;)
"Ah, Conrad?"
"Yes?" he answered gently as Yuuri stared at the bottle of water-based lubricant in his hands.
"Can I be the one to...to..." Yuuri murmured as his face grew hot and red, "I mean, can I be the one to, er, 'take' you? Be inside you, I mean."
Conrad looked at him for a second, processing things, before he smiled lovingly and answered with warmth, "It would be my honor...Yuuri. To be your catcher."
A wide smile crossed Yuuri's face as he gave Conrad a friendly hug that quickly became sensual and erotic with naked flesh against naked flesh. "Thanks," he murmured into his neck as Conrad picked up the bottle of lube and poured a little onto his hand. He felt a hand wrap around his cock. "Uh?"
"Shh," Conrad murmured soothingly as he moved his slick hand in gentle yet firm strokes up and down the length of the shaft, lubricating it further in the process. "It'll make things more enjoyable."
Yuuri pulled apart from their embrace to watch in lust and fascination. A definite blush presented itself in his cheeks as his breathing became more audible and he moaned slightly under his breath, watching Conrad's slick hand stroke and tease him. After a little while, when Yuuri got a little more into it, the handjob stopped. "Wh--"
Conrad stopped him with a kiss and and smiled apologetically. "That wasn't strictly necessary. I just thought you might enjoy it. Now," he murmured as he took Yuuri's hand and dipped his fingers thoroughly into the bottle's contents, "since this is my first time, I think this will be necessary..."
"I know what to do," Yuuri murmured against his cheek, and Conrad turned around to get on his hands and knees. "Like this, right?" he asked as he teased the outer rim of his anus with his finger, and then he pressed the tip of his finger in halfway and wiggled it a little, "and this?"
"Tease," Conrad chuckled lightly, but he shifted back and Yuuri's finger went in further at the pressure and contact.
Yuuri went still for a moment. "Um, does that hurt?" he asked nervously as he kept his finger in place, but Conrad shifted again in an effort to get him moving again.
"It was a little awkward and uncomfortable at first, but no, it doesn't hurt. It's easy to adjust to, actually," the older man reassured as he slighty moved back and forth, and Yuuri wiggled his finger experimentally, "and it's a bit enjoyable. It tickles when you do that, though."
"Sorry," Yuuri apologized as he moved his finger further in and out with Conrad's movements, pressing at his rim.
Conrad's motions became more apparent as he murmured, as Yuuri's second finger flirted inside and out of his anus, "Don't...apologize." He sounded as if he wanted to say more, but nothing else came out until finally, after a little bit, "...Think you want to do it now?"
"Yeah..." Yuuri said as he bent over and kissed the small of Conrad's back, then he straightened back to pour some more lubricant into his hand and stroked his throbbing cock with it, "but I'm going to have to use a little more lube...dried out."
Shrugging slightly, Conrad said idly as a wet and slippery sound from Yuuri made his cock ache, "...One of the drawbacks of this type of lube..."
"Uh, all right...I'm going to put it in now," Yuuri announced somewhat nervously after a short while, but as he guided the tip of his cock to Conrad's ass, he added, a bit more comfortably and with a smile, "I only hope I can pitch as well as you can."
Conrad only smiled appreciatively, though unseen, and Yuuri pressed into him. He inhaled sharply, but that was the extent of any outward discomfort.
Yuuri held still, though his hips and cock were aching for movement, and asked, "Is it okay, Conrad? It doesn't hurt much, does it?"
"Not much," Conrad admitted as he twisted his head to look back at his majesty, "but it's good."
"It's good? Really?"
"...If you want to move..."
"So it's not that bad? And here I was afraid it would be so painful, and--"
Yuuri was cut off by sudden movement and a low gasp from Conrad. "All right, so..." he mumbled and stared at his point of entry as his inexperienced thrusting found a rhythm with the other's motions. The feeling and pleasure he was gaining from such a seemingly simple act was incredible: the obvious sensation to his cock inside a warm enclosure and the unexpected further arousal from hearing Conrad's breathing grow heavy.
It was like Conrad himself was pulling him in...pulling his cock in like his organs inside were the center of gravity, pulling so hard...
Shibuya Yuuri knew this sensation and knew it well. His eyes bugged in horror and disbelief as it felt like Conrad's ass, well-lubricated with a water-based solution that seemed to all of a sudden whirl and create a violent suction, really was pulling him in. "The HELL? You've GOT to be joking!" And then he disappeared, transported to his native world by the Original King with the use of water-based lubricant.
...It wasn't easy to traumatize Conrad, but it was, in fact, possible.
How sad is it that this is the most detailed mansmut I've ever written? I weep for the KKM fandom now.