A Warm Caress

Despite his power, Zoicite felt small; warm and
tender within the caress of his beloved Kunzite. He clung onto
his lovers beckoning never to let him free, and leave him back
in his world of darkness and cold of the Negaverse. To Zoicite,
Kunzite was the light, beauty in the desolate wasteland.
Kunzite's threw back his hair his beautiful white gold
locks pushed out of his eyes . His cold and emotionless face
softened into a gentle smile and his pale milky skin blushed as
he looked down to the clinging Zoicite. He bent down hiss head
kissing Zoicite his first real kiss. The kiss ended passion
burning in Zoicite's eyes and warmth in his heart and his very
soul. "Kunzite, I.love you never let me go." He said his foot
and hands trembling slightly.
"Never." His love responded warmly his voice deep and
beautiful in Zoicite's ears. They both then shugged down Zoicite
laying his head on Kuzite's shoulder and nodded to sleep and
dreamed of a life of royalty and beauty which they once led.