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ushijima [][][] wakatoshi
“Toshi,” you gasped for air, both out of breath and shock, as tears blurred your vision at the bloody mess of the man beneath you, your hands ghosting over his bruised face, “Why in the world would you do that?”
Two olive eyes, peeking from the swollen lids, held naught but fierce love and adoration. “I don’t lie, my queen. Not in regards to you.”
A sob broke out before you could stop it, caressing the apple of his cheeks ever so gently with your thumbs whilst your palms held the rest of the man who held your heart in his with both hands.
“They could have killed you, my love.” And your voice is quieter than a whisper, afraid of speaking the belligerent possibility to life.
Even with the lacerations on his arms, he brought them around you, bringing you closer to his person and the warmth from each of you seeped to the other in an even exchange.
Wakatoshi kissed you once below your collarbone.
He kissed you once below your chin.
And he kissed you a third time, slow and unhurried, as if your father’s guards weren’t on their way to these exact chambers on your worried, red lips.
As foreheads rested against each other and as noses bumped and nudged each other softly, Wakatoshi spoke with the strength of diamonds - steal could still bend to the fire’s will, after all - lacing his deep, raspy tone.
“If me being in love with you is such a crime, I’ll gladly be a criminal for the rest of my life.”
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