I don't own Yami no Matsuei. Thought I'd let you know, just in case, you know, for some reason or other you thought I did. ...Right.
My sweat-slicked fingers grip his arms as he thrusts into me, purple eyes watching for any flicker of pain in my green ones. "Ai shiteru, Hisoka." He comes and I can feel everything he does, can feel all his love for me in one short burst, so intense I can hold on no longer and let go, bucking uncontrollably, mind reeling from the onslaught of emotion, mine and his, feeling so much love for this man, this man who cares SO much, TOO much, he's TOO STUPID, why can't he SEE, he'll get himself HURT, he's SO! ... "Mo... ai shiteru, Tsuzuki."
Author's note: For those who don't know, "Ai shiteru" means "I love you", but you pro'ly figured that out.