Bubblegum Kisses and Butterfly Dresses
Disclaimer: They characters Chihaya and Kagetsuya are not mine, and neither are the lyrics from Alanis Morissete's song Utopia.
Giggles floated along the breeze that blew in through the balcony doors and living room windows. It was a beautifully cloudy day, gray clouds drifting on a cool, spring wind. Kagetsuya only hoped it would last longer than a day or so. It was always so hot and stuffy in the city, he dearly regretted not renting a place in the country. He hated the Earthian, and being in a stifling, crowded, hot city with close to fifty thousand of them wasn't helping his outlook. But Chihaya loved them and…he loved Chihaya. He didn't think he wouldn't do just about anything for the free spirited black angel. Kagetsuya smiled as he continued to listen to his partner's laughter.
Standing up, Kagetsuya followed the sound of chiming giggles and pants from his contemplating seat at the kitchen island. What was his little angel up to now? "Chihaya?" But the dark angel didn't respond to his call, the giggles tapering off slightly as the lilting tunes and vocals of an Earthian woman came drifting down the hall he was venturing.
"…all slow down rest without guilt not lie without fear/disagree sans judgement/we would stay and respond and expand and include and allow and/forgive and…"
Kagetsuya raised a blonde eyebrow, walking quietly and slowly towards the English tearoom doors. He peeked into the room, leaning slightly against one of the opened oak doors. And there, in a cottony, robin's egg blue dress covered with fluttering little butterflies, that shifted softly in the drizzling breeze, was Chihaya, dancing, twirling, and singing to the tiny creatures twittering around his outstretched arms. His hair flowed freely down his back and around his face, his hands coming back to his body to touch and tease, building the inevitable. He keened, preening under the cool breeze that caressed his flushed skin, the butterflies kissing his pale skin, exciting and enticing until the dark angel could stand no more, and released his seed and wings in one delightfully breathless cry. All of the windows were open, letting in as much of a breeze as possible in the spacious apartment, fluttering silky black feathers, and making the illusion of flight that much more delicious and irresistible.
"…my nirvana/My ultimate/we'd open our arms we'd all jump in we'd all coast down into safety nets…"
Kagetsuya turned away in pain as his eyes fell upon the one luscious black wing and the small tuft of feather and healed stump of skin-covered bone that protruded from Chihaya's slim back. Kagetsuya walked back down the hall and into the living room, any thought of pleasure draining from his body in the wake of his burning hatred and sadness. His beautiful, dark, erotic, fallen angel with a golden heart. His face flushed and tears burning the backs of his eyelids, the blonde leaned against the wall closest to the open windows along his right, trying to forget the softly whispered song floating as weightless as guilt.
"…we'd hold close and let go and know/when to do which we'd/release and disarm and stand up and feel safe/this is utopia this is my utopia/this is my ideal my end in sight/utopia this is my utopia/this is my…"