Beautiful in the Moonlight
From the shadows that befell the night, twin green spheres watched the blond - silently, longing to reach out and caress his Senpai's bared back which was turned to him. He inhaled sharply as the man before him, waist deep in the waters of the private onsen, undid his hair.
With a shake of his head, the nearly waist length moon pale strands flew before falling gracefully down the mans back. He was bathed by the moonlight; the clouds had parted so that the beams of light from the moon could caress his naked shoulders. Morinaga could not help himself.