LUST
It was a still night.
The breeze was soft, gentle and cool.
Calmness surrounds him.
"Hello...Tsuzuki-san..."
Calmness evaporates rapidly.
Its a face off between the evil Muraki and the running Tsuzuki! Place your bets everyone! Anyone who bets on Tsuzuki obviously loses! C'mon! Place your bets!
Quite easily as a cat catches a mouse, Muraki held on tight to Tsuzuki's waist, as the latter hopelessly tried to squirm away.
"We've really got to stop meeting like this, my love..." Muraki whispered softly into Tsuzuki's ears, simultaneously nipping it.
Tsuzuki protests and tries to escape in silence.
Heknew that there wasnothing he can do. Muraki smiled gleefully at this as he stared into those amethyst pools. fear, anxiety...helplessness...so lovable.
In his arms, Tsuzuki was like a child. Helpless.
He forced his lips unto Tsuzuki's, exploring the tats and imploring Tsuzuki to respond. Bitter anger and rage.
Like blood it tasted.
Sweet blood.
...O.O...
It was a shame Muraki woke up.
"To think Tsuzuki became so complying to my ministrations..." he whispered to himself, smiling happily at the further lewd details of the dream.
...O.O...
Somewhere in EnMacho.
"Achoo!"
"Coming up with a cold, Tsuzuki?"
"I dunno..."
A/N: It's so hard! I will never write about lust again! (You do know I'm lying...) SEVIE! Forgive me...I'm so sorry...Tsuzuki is just so fun to torture!