Yuuri trembled with self-restraint. Wolfram stared wide-eyed up at Yuuri, seeing conflicting emotions cross his face. So, Wolfram decided to give him a helping hand, literally. He reached into the young Maoh's pants and gently traced his fingertips up his member.

"Wolfram…stop." Yuuri ground out, but was pushed onto the lid of the toilet seat. Wolfram took off his trousers and underwear, which he had borrowed from Yuuri in order to fit in with the people of this world. Wolfram realised his own boldness, as he straddled Yuuri's legs, and turned away to blush.

"Y-you started it."

"Not on purpose!"

Wolfram ignored him and took Yuuri's hand that was still covered in cum and guided it towards his ass. The blond shuffled forwards so their erections rubbed together. Yuuri groaned at the contact, while Wolfram slowly slid himself onto two of the Maoh's slick fingers. Looking on in awe, Yuuri watched as the rose-cheeked blond rode his fingers, gasps escaping his mouth and echoing around the bathroom.

"Shhh, Wolf, what if someone-"

Wolfram soon solved that problem by pressing their mouths together, suppressing his moans. Yuuri felt himself succumb to the blond's charms, after all he was prettier than any girl, and deepened the kiss. Mouths still moving on each other, Wolfram lifted of Yuuri's fingers and gripped his shoulders, shifting further forward on his lap, so the two were on the verge of joining.

Suddenly, Wolfram felt a surge of power from beneath him and two hands had a firm grip on his hips. The blond's eyes widened in shock, breaking the kiss, as he looked down to find Yuuri emitting a mysterious glow and when their eyes met he saw the eyes of the Maoh, dark and powerful. Wolfram shivered under his stare and was surprised at the burst of arousal that shuddered through him when the Maoh smirked teasingly. Without warning, he was pulled down and filled to the hilt. Wolfram cried out and quivered with the aftershock. The Maoh pounded in and out of the blond, taking a hold of his erection and began stoking him towards orgasm.

"Y-Yuuri…can't…anymore." Wolfram struggled to form words, nearing completion.

Continuing his merciless thrusting, the Maoh started nibbling down the pale neck and collarbone. Wolfram, lost in pleasure and unable to hold on any longer, arched his back and released into the other's hand- who, himself, followed shortly after.

Yuuri woke to find Wolfram standing over him, red in the face.

"What happened?" As soon as he asked, Yuuri remembered what they had been doing, but still failed to remember anything after he was about to enter.

"You went Maoh on me" Wolfram look slightly angry, but more embarrassed than anything. He then turned and proceeded to storm out of the toilets.

Yuuri tried to gather himself from shock, and started to stand up. "Hey- HEY! WOLFRAM WAIT! You don't know where you're going-woah!" Looking down, he realised he trousers were still undone and was openly on display. Yuuri quickly fixed himself, washed his hands, and then ran to catch up with the fiery blond.

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"YUURI HEIKAAAAA" A beat-up looking Gunter tackled the Maoh into a hug.

"What happened to you guys?"

Looking equally worse for wear, Conrad and Murata exchanged looks. "Bus travel is a nightmare."

Yuuri briefly wondered just how bad it could have been, but then was reminded of the train journey and subsequent events and moved towards a sullen faced Wolfram, whispering "Sorry about, you know, going Maoh, I promise it won't happen again."

The blond looked surprised, but then looked away, blushing and mumbled, "…It's okay sometimes."

It may be short but I'm pretty damn happy with this chapter lol. I've finished my exams -whoop- so that means more updates, and this was the one I decided to do first. I had an epiphaney part way through to make him change to maoh mode, I was as surprised as Wolfram- well probably not quite. :D