This Love Affair
By Rasetsu
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situation created and owned by Eiichiro Oda and various publishers including but not limited to, Shonen Jump and TV Tokyo. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. Yet.
A/N: To all the girls I've loved before. Here is my answer to you. I hope you are happy and well wherever you are.
You asked me, am I lovely? Am I desirable?
Aie, lady. No answer will be enough. Hear me sigh, for it is impossible to begin.
I wear my heart on the sleeves, on the tie, on the lapel of my jacket for you to see. It's there, huge, swelling with joy and wonder, and bright, blissfully blinded by your charm. I adore you utterly, completely, wholly.
Dress yourself in this warm blanket of worship, let the fabric of my affection touch your skin, let it ripple along your arms, and let it stay on your curves. Run your fingers along the exposed tan, on the valley of your breasts, and watch me crumble like butter.
Tilt your head, command me and I will serve.
Oh, lady! Let me have a lock of your hair—golden like the sun, black like the night, red like fire, and brown like copper. Let me touch your skin, oh honey, oh sugar. Your sweet toffee or cream-colored silk against mine, how rich! How dizzying all of this!
Daughter of enchantress! You pierce my heart with your gaze, you wound me over and over again with every glance you hide, you steal my sight from anything else.
Lady, you are an addiction.
Yet you asked. Am I lovely? Am I desirable?
Why did you ask so when you flick your hair the way you do, pout your lips the way you do, sway your hips, and melt my heart the way you do?
Beauty, I will fight for you.
Lovely, I will rescue you from that tower and dragons.
Lady, oh lady. Why must one kiss wake you up? Why can't there be thousands of kisses?
If only the fairy tale isn't so stingy!
If only the fairy tale isn't so true!
Hundreds of hungry toads await and deceive you. They stay in their ponds green and fat even after you pecked them and wiped their slime off your fair face. But not me! Pick me up from my lotus leaf and bring me inside to the castle!
Invite me. Lay me down next to your pillow. And kiss me.
One kiss and I will be Mr. Prince.
I will be the one who answer your questions again and again until the last breath escapes me.
Lady, kiss me.
Ask me.
Again.
And again.
Oh, lady!