Bishoujo Senshi Sailormoon is the property of Takeuchi Naoko, Toei Animation, and Kodansha Comics.
by Gita Toronjil-Lee
The best part is hearing him laugh.
That, and the color.
Deep, rich, solid, and dark.
I like it under here.
I used to wonder, once upon a time --
if I poked him, would he flinch?
Can stone flinch?
Under purple, it does.
It's ticklish, believe it or not.
And it's warm.
I press my cheek against the soft, scratchy solid
wrap the purple around me
then let go of it to wrap my arms around his middle.
I slide my fingers up and down his torso.
My fingers are dancing in the light
but I'm giggling in the purple.
And he shakes; he chuckles
I know he likes me under here.
but not so much that it scares him off.
No soulful looks.
Nothing like that.
But neither is it purely lust.
It's a rare moment of play,
of enjoying ourselves, of having fun.
We don't need anyone or anything else right now.
Only three things are involved here:
Author's Notes: If you didn't get it, there's a little "under the cape" action going on in this one.
And I like this piece, dammit, and I don't really care what anyone else will think of it. So there. I'm working on an illustration, too. It should be cute.
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