-KM Valentine

He thought of him again as he climbed into the cockpit of his death dealing machine,
and his sensual lips curled in a smile of a man who has utter contentment waiting for him
after this next fray.
Ever after...
It seemed almost possible, when his hand flowed through those silken locks
and he found himself drowning in pure turquoise,
like twin oases in that ivory face.
No more wars, something to hope for after these endless missions...
Sweet smelling skin, it caressed his tongue instead of the reverse.
Cupid's bow mouth that made such lovely noises of pleasure
as his battle-callused hands ventured into places few had ever dreamed of seeing.
Warm and welcoming embraces...
such tenderness as he had never been dealt before,
with all the skill and wisdom that was clearly
far beyond the years this slim, delicate body had acquired...
Silk
Ivory
Blue
Fire
Song
These pure visions would not follow to the battlefield,
but their promise lingered in his mind like a shadow.
Screams of giant machinery...
The mechanical creatures were easy, souless kills.
He dispensed of them as efficiently as was possible,
screaming boisterously his usual challenges
proclaiming himself the God of Death
warning the puppetteers that this would not be enough to sate him.
They needn't know his thirst had changed...
No more for their blood...
Sweet nectar from his desert rose would be the only thing that could soothe him tonight.
Mission accomplished, he informed his navigational system.
He lept down from his machine, taking off his helmet and shaking loose his long, thick hair.
The smell of cookies drifted towards him from the back room of his hangar.
He laughed softly.
His beloved emerged, gold-tinged hair glowing under the flourescents like a halo.
"I... I thought you might be hungry..."
Such an innocent, lovely smile... his knees felt distinctly watery, as always...
"Not for cookies... but yeah... I am... Quatre baby."
The cookies were set aside,
and the blushing desert rose slipped his arms around his lover...
Small, deft fingers plucked loose a silk ribbon
curtaining his ivory skin in endless ripples of earth-colored hair
and burning kisses claimed them both.