[Yami no Matsuei] (PG)
Author's Note: Written for fuda_100's "beauty". Featuring the Count appraising Tsuzuki.
Eyes like violets, a complexion like peach blossoms, though he usually saw the pink of cherry blossoms when Tsuzuki came to his parties. Despite all that he ate, most of it sweet things, he managed to keep that willowy figure.
How he wanted that beautiful form on the pillows beside him, how he wanted to stroke those soft cheeks and take him into his arms. How he wanted to balance the darkness and shadows in the corners of Tsuzuki's heart, but Tsuzuki loved another. He would not come between the two, though it pained him. Let another bring him light.
Eyes like violets, a complexion like peach blossoms, though he usually saw the pink of cherry blossoms when Tsuzuki came to his parties. Despite all that he ate, most of it sweet things, he managed to keep that willowy figure.
How he wanted that beautiful form on the pillows beside him, how he wanted to stroke those soft cheeks and take him into his arms. How he wanted to balance the darkness and shadows in the corners of Tsuzuki's heart, but Tsuzuki loved another. He would not come between the two, though it pained him. Let another bring him light.