Morgif A New To?

Title: A New Toy?
By: DreamPrincess
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Lemon, msolo, yaoi, oneshot, sword-screwing
Fandom: Kyo Kara Maoh
Characters: Lord Wolfram Von Beilefelt, Morgif, Conrart ‘Conrad’ & Yuuri
Pairing: Wolfram/Morigif/Conrart?
Summary: Wolfram has been having sexual dreams and comes face to face with the one who has been in those dreams…Morgif, but what does Conrart have to do with this?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Kyo Kara Maoh, I just like using them…
A/N: I am in an LJ group called moar_sauce and it has to do with crack pairings…One of those crack pairings included Wolfram/Morgif….But I really had no intention on adding Conrart to it…I swear….I don't even know why he got into it, all he was suppsoe to follow him...


“Hah…” came the voice.

His hand was wrapped around the hardening shaft. The slender hand moved up and then down, as he repeated the motion the free hand started playing with a nipple.

“Oh…” he moaned.

Both little round nubs were hard and the hand left moving down his stomach. The right hand still gently moving up and down as the left hand kept moving and found his entrance. His slender body shuddered as one of the digits was pushed inside of himself, followed by another one.

“Ah…” a cry of pleasure left his lips, as pre-cum started to ooze from the tip of his cock. Eyes remained closed as another finger pushed way inside to join the others. His end was nearing and that hand started moving faster. The pleasure over took his whole body. The moans that came from those lips were louder now and just as he came…

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Eyes opened, as he looked towards the window. Pushing himself up a little with one hand and noticed the other hand was under his pink nightgown trimmed in blue.

Green eyes looked at the white stuff that covered his slender digits. Rolling over, throwing the blanket off him and hiking up the nightgown. His cock was covered in cum like his hand. Wolfram remembered his dream, but the only thing he couldn’t remember was what turned him on to play with himself.

After dressing and having breakfast, Wolfram decided to have time alone. Time to think about that masturbation dream. It bothered the blond demon that he didn’t know what brought it on.

“Wolfram…Wolfram.” someone called his name.
“Huh?” he stopped.

“Wolfram…” the person repeated.

Turning around he saw his fiancée. “Yuuri.”

“What’s wrong? You haven’t called me wimp all morning.” Yuuri said. “You’ve looked puzzled since breakfast. Is something bothering you?”

“No..I…Well…” Wolfram stammered. “It’s nothing. Stop worrying about me.” he walked off.

Yuuri’s black eyes watched Wolfram. ‘I wonder what’s wrong?’ he thought.

“Your majesty.” said the approaching voice.

“Conrad.” smiled Yuuri.

Smiling, Conrad spoke. “Were you talking to Wolfram?”

“Yes, I asked him what’s wrong, but he just brushed it off in his own way.” he said.

“I’ll go talk to him.” Conrad assured Yuuri.

“Thanks…” the young King smiled and headed the other way.

Conrad looked the way Yuuri’s eyes were and headed that way himself. ‘Wolfram, what’s wrong?’


Wolfram stopped in front of a door. ‘This door…It was in my dream.’ he told himself pushing it open and stepping inside.

The whole room looked familiar to him, yes, he’s been in here, but not since Yuuri brought home Morgif.

Morgif…

The green eyes beauty touched his lips. “Morgif…” Wolfram started to feel hot. ‘Why do I feel this way?’

Wolfram stared at the wall and there in place was the demon sword, Morgif. His left hand touched the blade, slowly moving up the steel cool blade.

The blond demon’s right hand moved to his pants undoing his belt, then his pants. Why was he getting turned on by this sword? His hands now undid his own sword’s strap, dropping it to the floor, next was his blue coat, white shirt, his black boots and blue pants.
Wolfram was completely naked. His left hand touching his hardening cock, as his right hand gripped Morgif’s handle and took him off the wall. His heart started beating faster. Wolfram’s hand started to stroke the member.

“Ah…” the boy moaned.

Wolfram laid on the cold ground, his hand moving up and down. “Morgif….” he breathed. Looking at the sword the young demon pushed the hard handle of Morgif inside him. “Oh…”

Morgif made his usual noises as he was being pushed into Wolfram.

“Morgif.” Wolfram stroked himself faster…Moaning…He started to thrust the handle faster inside of his body. His back arhcing in the pleasure he was receiving.

Conrad peeked his head in and quietly stepped in, hearing Wolfram’s voice. There he saw his young brother, back arching, the pre-cum oozing from his cock already and Morgif being pushed inside of him.

Wolfram in the middle of such pleasures had no idea that anyone was watching him. “Hah…”

Conrad touched his young brother’s knee to his leg and gripped Morgif. “You want Morgif faster and harder don’t you, Wolfram?”

“Conrart.” Wolfram looked ahim and let go of Morgif. “Yes.” he answered his brother’s question.

Conrad started thrusting Morgif into Wolfram. His cries of pleasure was making Conrad hard. His free hand undid his belt and pants as the hand brought out the hardening member, which already was oozing precum. “Wolfram, your voice sounds good.”

Green eyes widened as Morgif was pushed deeper and those same eyes watched as Conrad was stroking his own member. “I’m going to come.” moaned Wolfram.

“So am I Wolfram.” said Conrad, stroking himself faster.

“Morgif…so deep.” Wolfram couldn’t hold back any longer. “I’m going to…come…” the blond demon stroked his cock hard and he came as Morgif was pushed hard into him.

Upon seeing Wolfram come all over himself, Conrad pulled Morgif out a bit and pushed the sword handle back into his younger brother’s body.

“I’m still coming…” moaned Wolfram.

“I’m coming too.” Conrad’s seed covered his fingers and reached Wolfram’s leg.

“Ahhh…” both of them moaned and came hard at the same time.

Wolfram heard Morgif hit the ground. His come covered his fingers and stomach. Sitting up, he noticed Conrad’s come on his leg. “Conrart…” he paused.

“I won’t tell anyone.” the half breed fixed his pants and put Morgif back on the wall. “I cleaned Morgif, so, nobody will know.”

Wolfram was half dressed now. “Thank you.” he looked at his older brother. “That was really good.”

“Wolfram.” Conrad noticed he headed for the door. “If you get this urge again. Come to me and I’ll satisfy you better than Morgif.”

“Yes, Conrart.” Wolfram left.

Conrart smiled and left the room closing the door.