Kyou Kara Maou Fan Fiction ❯ This Devil's Workday ❯ Part IV ( Chapter 4 )

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Me: Welcome to Part Four, the last part for “This Devil's Workday.” Before I launch into that, a few words—

Tommy: —or several…

Me: I'm so glad at the response for the elevator scene. I thought it was hot, too! Haha, and to make up for not much happening there (though that would have been kinky, how far can Yuri and Wolf get before they reach the ground floor?!?! Haha) I have included plenty of smexiness here…

 

Great thanks to Serena1985 for her continued support!

 

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This Devil's Workday

Part IV

 

After the initial tribulations (and some heavy wariness on the parts of both Yuri and Wolfram), it turned out that aside from being a crazy old man, Ryouma Takanaga was a jolly good fellow. After the contract had been taken care of (Takanaga no longer obsessing over the fact that DokiDoki! began as a girl's toy distributor), Yuri and Wolfram were shown around Izukane Co. by Takanaga, along with the Reps. They were given a complete history of the swords produced by the Takanaga family, and while Wolfram listened with rapt attention, Yuri discussed baseball with the Reps.

 

In this time, Wolfram and Takanaga bonded closer than two brothers during wartime. The two held practice sessions with bamboo swords, Wolfram showing not only considerable skill at Japanese swordplay, but also many foreign styles. At times, Takanaga would give Wolfram some pointers, which Wolfram quickly absorbed. Even Yuri got in on the action, though he couldn't help holding his sword like a baseball bat, which drew sniggers from the Reps.

 

Afterwards, Yuri and Wolfram were treated to dinner and drinks at an expensive restaurant by Takanaga and the Reps. Dinner was a marvelous affair and the drinks certainly boosted everyone's spirits further. By the time they all parted for the night, it was very late, and a tipsy Wolfram promised to visit the old tycoon whenever he could, while Yuri and the Rep made plans for a baseball game between their respective companies later that year.

 

Upon arriving at DokiDoki!, the two found that all the employees, save the maintenance staff, had left the building. Seeking out one of the custodians, Wolfram and Yuri found a group of three ladies cleaning the cafeteria together. After opening the door to Gwendal's office for them, the blonde-haired janitress bid them goodnight and left quickly to rejoin her two friends.

 

Feeling dizzy and in unbeatable good humor, the two walked forward and placed the folder containing the contract upon the CEO's desk, where it would be sure to be seen by him first thing when he returned the next morning. Once the folder hit the desk and left Wolfram's fingers, both he and Yuri breathed deep sighs of relief.

 

“Well, it's done,” Wolfram said to Yuri.

 

“It sure is…” Yuri closed his eyes and slumped a bit before continued, “Thank goodness, I didn't think we'd ever get this contract.”

 

“No?”

 

“No,” Yuri said, and then he opened his eyes to look at Wolfram. “But we make a good team.”

 

Wolfram smiled softly. “That we do.”

 

There was a comfortable silence for anywhere from a moment to a lifetime, and then Wolfram's lips were on Yuri's. Wolfram's lips were hot and full of vivid life, Yuri would have had to be out of his mind to not accept this present [10] from above. Grabbing Wolfram, Yuri pulled the other's body flush against his. When Wolfram's lips parted to draw in a gasp, Yuri took advantage of it and thrust his tongue inside. Wolfram moaned as the hot, slick muscle tickled along the insides of his mouth. Yuri began to move his hips against Wolfram, his lust mounting as he felt Wolfram sucking on his tongue.

 

When they finally parted for breath, Yuri gasped, “I didn't think you were *this* drunk!”

 

Wolfram laughed breathlessly. “I'm not. I just want this.”

 

**You read my mind!** Yuri thought as he pulled Wolfram towards him once again. Pulling Wolfram towards him again, Yuri began to push back Wolfram's suit jacket while loosening his own tie. Wolfram helped by pulling his jacket off and throwing it to the floor, then he grabbed Yuri's tie, pulling him down and bringing their lips together again. With their lips joined, Wolfram loosened his grip on Yuri's tie. Once the tie and his shirt were removed, Yuri set to work tugging up Wolfram's dress shirt. Becoming disorientated in the heat of their passion, Wolfram lost a bit of his balance and bumped back against their boss' desk. When Yuri's hands hit the desk [11] on either side of Wolfram he froze. Pulling his lips from Wolfram's, Yuri stared at him.

 

“Wait a minute!” he said then. “What about the boss?”

 

Wolfram came out of his lust-induced daze slowly. “Huh? What about him?”

 

“Well…aren't you…?” Yuri didn't quite know how to phrase the question. His mind kept returning to the look that Wolfram had shared with their boss only this morning.

 

“He's my brother.”

 

Yuri looked up into Wolfram's face, and he suddenly remembered that he had been shocked to hear it from Wolfram earlier as well. He had forgotten with all that had happened between that and now.

 

“B-brother?”

 

Wolfram nodded. “My older brother. Half-brother. Conrart, too, y'know. Both of them halves.”

 

“Half-brothers? Conrad, too?”

 

Wolfram smiled. “My mother was something of a libertine, falling in love and then falling out of love again one after the other, but each time it was a true love for her, and each time produced a son.”

 

“But, wait…how are…?” Yuri couldn't wrap his head around the vague concept.

 

Wolfram leaned up and began kissing along Yuri's jaw as he continued. “Gwendal was born in France, but he moved to Japan in middle school to live with his father. He studied business here and later created DokiDoki! Inc.” He began unbuckling Yuri's belt. “Conrad lived with his dad as well, traveling all over the world. Eventually he moved to Japan to be with Gwendal. I hear he became good friends of the Miko Shibuya in high school, and later her husband, Shouma.”

 

“Ah!” Yuri said, though he wasn't sure if it was because of this startling revelation or because of Wolfram's hand unzipping his pants and lightly skimming over his straining erection. “And you?”

 

Wolfram grinned when he heard Yuri groan as he wrapped his hand around him. “I lived in Britain with my mother, where I was born, until the middle of secondary school. I moved to Japan and lived with Gwendal, it was the same year that he created DokiDoki!, y'know. And I knew all about you, long before we met, from Conrart.”

 

“And the baseball team?” Yuri drudged up the presence of mind to say.

 

Wolfram raised an eyebrow. “I purposely joined the baseball team in order to meet you”

 

Yuri moved against Wolfram's hand. “Gods, Wolfram…there were easier ways to get my attention, y'know.”

 

“Like this?” Wolfram asked, giving Yuri a hard tug.

 

“Ah, yes, like that!”

 

“Are we done talking?”

 

“Done!” Yuri insisted and he grabbed at Wolfram to loosen his pants. Wolfram began to pant as Yuri slicked the pre-cum leaking from the tip over his cock. When their mouths met again, the kissing had become wild and neither could concentrate much further than touching their tongues together as they moved roughly against each other's hands.

 

“Am I—your second after all?” Wolfram joked between gasps.

 

Yuri laughed. “My first, feel honored!”

 

“Granted, and likewise returned,” Wolfram said as he joined in the laughter. “Take me…”

 

Sticking two fingers in his mouth, Yuri slicked them over with his saliva and moved them towards Wolfram's entrance. Wolfram bucked up against him when he felt the first finger slide inside him.

 

“Good?” Yuri asked, kissing at Wolfram's chest.

 

“Fine.”

 

Yuri slid in the second finger, nibbling at one of Wolfram's nipples. When Wolfram hissed due to the scissoring of his fingers, Yuri began pulling on his erection. After a few moments, the tension in Wolfram's muscles eased and Yuri thrust his fingers inside with no resistance.

 

“Ah, ah, Yuri…” Wolfram moaned in his sexy, husky voice.

 

“Need something slick,” Yuri said, massaging Wolfram's passageway. “Makes it easier.”

 

Wolfram paused and pulled Yuri's hand away. Dropping to his knees, Wolfram pulled Yuri's cock out from his pants and immediately enveloped it within his mouth. Yuri nearly lost it just watching the blonde drop to his knees, and he gasped when he felt the hot and moist mouth of the aforementioned blonde close around him. One hand on the desk for support, the other entwined in Wolfram's thick hair, Yuri's whole being was centered on the feeling of the tongue sliding along his arousal.

 

Feeling the pre-cum and saliva running down his erection, the same that was running down Wolfram's chin, Yuri was barely able to choke out (no pun intended), “Enough.”

 

Releasing Yuri's member from his mouth, Wolfram stood up, allowing Yuri to help him with the ascent. Wolfram was quickly turned and he leaned over the desk, knocking a few of his older brother's precious self-made plushies askew. Yuri aligned the tip of his cock with Wolfram's opening. Holding Wolfram by the hips, Yuri could feel the tension that Wolfram created by holding his breath. As Yuri pressed himself slowly forward, Wolfram gave a long moan.

 

“Relax, just relax, Wolf,” Yuri said.

 

“Oh shut up!” Wolfram said in good humor. “That's as useless as a man telling his wife to `just breathe' during childbirth!”

 

Never stopping his forward movements, Yuri grinned. “Why do you know that?”

 

“Never mind, and hurry up!”

 

“As you wish,” Yuri murmured, and he pressed forward the last bit. Wolfram let out a startled gasp as he felt the head of Yuri's erection press against his deepest insides. He had never had anything this deep within him, and to have Yuri this deep felt so right, and so good. Impatiently, Wolfram pressed back against Yuri.

 

“Move,” Wolfram demanded.

 

Sliding back halfway, Yuri surged forth again, reveling in the feeling of Wolfram's walls dragging along his sensitive flesh, gripping onto him as if beseeching him to remain. Repeating the movement, Yuri felt his senses overload as the intense pleasure coursed through him. Beneath him, Wolfram flexed his back, tightening the muscles that surrounded Yuri, causing Yuri to gasp. His lust heightened, Yuri pulled back and thrust into Wolfram hard, drawing a moan laced with desire from the blonde. Moving now at a frenzied pace, Yuri stared hard at the slender body before him in the throes of passion.

 

Yuri looked at the cherry-tinted cheeks, the sweat as it ran down the side of Wolfram's face from the exertion. And he watched as those succulent pink-tinged lips parted to say…

 

“Oh, gods, yes, harder!”

 

Not one to disappoint such an appealing request, Yuri put more force into his thrusts drawing even more sounds from his passionate partner. Reaching around, Yuri fisted Wolfram's dripping erection, hissing in pleasure as the action caused Wolfram to tighten his internal muscles.

 

“Yuri! Yes!” Wolfram shouted, and Yuri gave a few shouts himself, his sense of inhibition having long since deserted him. “Yuri! Harder!” Wolfram continued to gasp. “Ah, gods! This feels so much better than just using my fingers!” Yuri raised an eyebrow. “*Fuck!*” Wolfram suddenly ground out when Yuri brushed over a highly gratifying place inside him. “There! There! Nn!”

 

Yuri gasped as his breath came short, his blood pounding throughout his whole body burning like liquid fire. His head dizzy from a intoxicating mix of pleasure and lust so strong it bordered upon painful. Listening to the delicious moans Wolfram created as he moved drove Yuri to a higher state of being, and had he been a religious man, Yuri would have sworn he was having an out-of-body nirvana experience. His already loose grip on control lost out when Yuri felt Wolfram contract around him as orgasm seized him. With a startling wave of pleasure, Yuri's own bliss reached a meridian never before imagined and with a last cry, his white hot release left him.

 

Slumping forward, Yuri rested his forehead against Wolfram's damp back, listening to the quick sound of Wolfram's breathing and almost sensing the fast tempo of the heartbeat beneath him. When they had their breath back, as well as some form of wit about them, the two straightened up, Yuri sliding from Wolfram's opening. Turning Wolfram's chin towards him, Yuri leant down and claimed his lips, once more. After a moment, the two parted and began to straighten out their clothes.

 

As Wolfram wiped the desk (“I can't believe I did that on my *brother's* desk!” Wolfram said as he blushed to such a degree, Yuri thought he'd implode.), Yuri rearranged the little stuffed animals as best he could. All except for one, which was covered in an unidentifiable substance…*cough.* When the room was more or less back in order and the two properly dressed again, Wolfram nuzzled up to Yuri again.

 

“We've missed the last trains,” he told Yuri.

 

Yuri grinned and pulled Wolfram towards the door. “It's fine, we can call a taxi.”

 

“For the both of us together?” Wolfram asked surprised.

 

“Of course,” Yuri told him. “Tonight, you'll be coming to my place.”

 

Wolfram grinned and followed Yuri out into the hallway, shutting the door to the CEO's office behind him.

 

~~> The Next Day…

 

Both Yuri and Wolfram were late the next morning to work, but when Conrad met them at the elevator, he didn't seemed bothered in the slightest.

 

“Good morning, you two,” Conrad said.

 

Both Wolfram and Yuri blushed as the phrase “you two” seemed to hold a double meaning. Or was that just them being sensitive of the new change in their relationship?

 

“How strange of you two to arrive together, and both late!” Conrad continued.

 

**Okay,** Yuri thought, **something's definitely up. Who have you been talking to, Conrad!?** He wasn't sure how much Conrad suspected, but they had tried (aside from the fact that they were both late together) not to make it obvious, Wolfram had even borrowed some of Yuri clothes so he didn't have to wear the same (dirty) suit.

 

**Oh shit,** Wolfram was thinking. **I didn't forget to wipe something off, did I?**

 

“Well, congratulations on that job yesterday,” Conrad was saying. “I heard from the Boss this morning, he would like to see you as soon as possible.” He smiled when he noticed both Yuri and Wolfram blanche. “Don't worry, I told him you had another job to do so he doesn't know you're just late.”

 

Wolfram and Yuri glanced at each other, and both could tell that wasn't what they were concerned about. After leaving Conrad at their floor, the two of them continued in the elevator to the top floor.

 

“Well, what now?” Yuri asked Wolfram.

 

Wolfram shrugged. “There were no noticeable signs of…” Wolfram opted to let Yuri's imagination fill in the blanks.

 

“Ah, right…”

 

When the elevator stopped at the Boss' floor, Yuri and Wolfram stepped out and began walking towards the office. While Yuri looked at Wolfram with a bit of worry, and Wolfram tried not to walk as if he was tender in certain places, neither noticed the giggling of three on-looking custodians behind them. They knocked briefly on the door before a gruff voice ushered them inside.

 

“Ah, good morning,” the Boss said to them, and the two of them returned the greeting. “You didn't happen to see any of the custodians out there, did you?”

 

Yuri and Wolfram looked at each other before responding, “No.”

 

The Boss shrugged. “It was so stuffy in here this morning I had to open a window, so I was hoping I could get one of them to bring me some air freshener.”

 

Neither Yuri nor Wolfram responded this time, but Wolfram looked like he was going to pass out, and Yuri was torn between maniacal laughter and hysterical screaming.

 

“Anyways,” the Boss said. “Sit down, both of you.”

 

Yuri did as he was told, and Wolfram tried to look nonchalant about his slower-than-usual descent.

 

“So, how did the meeting go?” the Boss asked. “No mishaps?”

 

Yuri shook his head, as he heard Wolfram say, “No,” beside him.

 

“So, no problems dropping this off on my desk?” the Boss continued, holding up the file they had placed there the night before.

 

“No,” Yuri said casually as Wolfram smiled and shook his head.

 

“Good, good…” the Boss said, and the two of them waited on tenterhooks. Any minute now, the other shoe would fall… “So,” the Boss began again, and the two of them flinched, “then does anyone want to explain to me why Noriko-chan—” The Boss indicated the row of plushies. “—is missing today?”

 

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Author's Note: About the story of the three brothers…I made it up and it makes sense, but it also makes everyone, especially Conrad, Gwendal and Cheri, much older than they “appear” to be in the show.

Tommy: Furthermore, the Mistress never gave Yuri or Wolfram a specific age, she thought she'd leave it up to your preference.

Me: But still, don't think too much into it, as the story isn't about that, haha…

Tommy: Perv…

Me: In any case, I hope everyone enjoyed this short. Thought it took a very…very…VERY long time to finish, it was a pleasure! And, as promised, here is the list of items to be used! Thank you to everyone who joined me during this venture!

 

[1] office chair; [2] fruit; [3] bubble gum; [4] statue; [5] bubble bath; [6] sword hilt; [7] Anissina invention; [8] feather duster; [9] plushie; [10] present; [11] desk; [12] fluffy bed; [13] wine bottle.

 

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