Will You Always Pour Me A Cup Of Tea ?

"I want you to know , I never felt this way before,"

A question said to himself more than to anyone, And another's fingers like silk slide down his cheek . The pleasure he feels from them is so strong and unique .

He looks up and sees eyes as bright as the sun, tears idle from the depth of some defined despair . Gathering in their gaze, and he knows then . That he's truly found his soulmate, his one.

Lying entangled in lovers embrace ,
the lines of their delicate body , with soft fingers he traces . A single breath more and here are on his lips as they share them close to his and down the world tips.

"I long to hear your voice and feel your touch. Every now and then, when I don't feel you near . As time goes by, my face may smile, but all my heart can do is cry."

A single tear fell, and he cleared it away .
Passing his thumb, caressing their soft cheek . Silky , smooth , feeling so good to drag , his fingers across such bronzed skin , so sleek . And then he ceases, mystified,

"Why must you cry?" he asks in wonder,

"B-because of you ." And he whispers , trembling . In that instant, he knows they share something so true.

Whatever they feel is a forbidden thing,
But what is there to fear when love's already taken wing ? It could destroy them both, or leave them broken, but love has been established, the heart unspoken .

And he would be selfish, just for once, but love cannot be claimed or held too tight, instead, he asks, with a sigh in his voice,

"Will you always pour me a cup of tea?"

A question , a plea, so softly it spills .
Will you stay with me through all that may come , when the world falls away, and we're the only ones?

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Warning ⚠

-This story contains mentions of rape and abuse, as well as references to the harsh realities of old Japan, where justice and human rights were often disregarded. Please read at your own discretion.

The story is originally mine , same as title and cover .
Enjoy ♥ .