Warning : that would be R-rated, I think, but barely. It's more suggested than described, for what there is to describe.
Kunzite finished to mentally sort components for the black force shield spell he intended to trap the Senshi with. His scheme would work, there was no flaw in it. He was alone in his office, his lieutenant having left to achieve his own spell and refusing to let him see. He foresaw Zoisite might cause problems today. He'd been getting increasingly annoyed with the Senshi and even more with Tuxedo Kamen, and his mind was easily distracted from his task when his bad temper spoke.
The Shinma decided to lift up his lieutenant's obvious mood, and he knew what never failed to do it. " Nee, Zoisite... You still improved in your magic..." He walked to him and closed his arms around the slender body, kissing a not-so-reluctant now Zoisite, moving his hand down his back... He stopped and slightly pulled away, gazing sharply at a blushing Zoisite. Something was wrong. The waist was too thin, the hips wider and fuller than usual... He reached out to his mate's chest, cupping his hand at a soft, curvy breast, causing the young one to blush some more and breathe faster. Zoisite barely dared to look at him. A thoughtful murmur broke between Kunzite's lips. " You know, when I asked you to fake Sailormoon... I rather thought of an illusion spell." His lieutenant glared at him. " Well you seem to be very interested in women lately... I thought maybe you'd pay more attention to me if I'd..." He bit his lips and pouted again. Kunzite slowly shook his head with a wry smile. " You don't need that, really. I admire beauty, but there isn't any woman who matches yours... And as much as I'd like to torture or kill the Senshi, I certainly never fancied that ridiculous hairdo of hers..." Saying that, he unclasped the odango's round slides, letting copper gold hair flow naturally on Zoisite's shoulders. It had grown longer and in a slightly lighter shade than his usual, but Kunzite noticed with amusement that it was actually the only change that Zoisite had subjected his head to. He had not modified his face at all, something expectable considering the pride he put in it. Then getting him rid of the odango hairdo was enough to erase the unsettling resemblance with their enemy. He was looking at a peculiarly-dressed Zoisite, but it was his little rat all the same. Except, different... " Neither do I find that fuku outfit attractive..." He untied the collar knot, ran his hands tighly down Zoi's now smooth chest, dragging the outfit along past his hips. The sailor fuku fell at their feet. "Kunzite-sama?..." The Shinma took a step back to look at his lieutenant, holding his hands up slowly. His smile widened. " Utsukushii... Weird, but beautiful." " More beautiful?..." Again, lack of self-confidence... Kunzite gently hissed. " Differently beautiful. Like a different facet of the same gorgeous dark gemstone..." With that he dragged him back in a tight embrace and silenced his questions with a kiss. There were few doubts about what the Ice King had in mind, yet Zoisite got a little nervous as his hands wandered in places unusually sensitive. His whole body felt already on fire and Kunzite was only just teasing. " Say, Zoisite... " he asked with a playful grin " How
far have you pushed the transformation?..." Zoisite clung to him, wondering how it would feel. A part of him was reluctant to indulge in Kunzite's taste for women, but he would do everything for him... And the Shinma definitely knew how to turn on this unusual body of his. A controlled power wave ran through them, and there was nothing left between them - Kunzite had vaporized his clothes and what remained of the Senshi outfit, and they were no longer in the reunion room, but in their bedroom. It was familiar, yet it all seemed all
new. The sensations were different, for both of them, but with enough
familiarity for them to figure what worked best.
That was such a serious, unromantic comment to take the mood away. Zoisite stirred and sat in the bed while Kunzite was already up, conjuring a swirling shower around him. " Kunzite-sama?..." " Hai?" The King turned to his lover, and his stiff expression softened a little as he recognized hesitancy on his elfin face. " Hai, Zoisite?", he asked in a softer voice. " Did you... like it?" Kunzite smiled and came closer to kiss his hand. " How could I not?" " Did you like it... better?" The Ice King sighed. Of course that had to be that. He helped him standing and closed his arms around his slim waist sweetly. " Zoisite... A little change can only spice it up. But even though I wouldn't mind you doing another role-play game of this kind every once in a while..." his hands moved as to demonstrate his words " ... it is you, even then, that I want. Fierce. Sweet. Lethal. And you're not a woman..." Zoisite's shy smile grew gleeful as he chose to believe his lover. He could have had all the youma he wanted, after all. He kissed him hungrily, and Kunzite's magic took them in a swirl of water caressing their skin, then warm air drying them. Finally he conjured their uniforms on them - his blue-trimmed grey King uniform, and Zoisite's Sailor Moon disguise. " Ready to fool our enemies?" Kunzite asked. Zoisite nodded with the cruel cat smile that was another of his trademarks. Kunzite shook his head and placed a hand on his lover's hip. " When this is finished, though, I could definitely do without ever seeing you in that Sailor fuku again..." Zoisite's giggle faded as they warped to Earth. End
Author's note : So, what was that? Maybe the first het slash ^_^ But... One day that whole fake Sailormoon turned up in my mind in a brand new light... And that gave this vignette. I didn't really go into details, because quite frankly, in English
I don't feel comfortable enough with the vocabulary to go anywhere without
taking the risk of writing something totally ridiculous, or gross, or
not sounding like I want to. Feel free to fill in the blanks ;) And if you do, by the way, send me the result, so that I may improve my writing in those topics... (I should try to read something else than slash for a change...). Note about the Japanese wordes :"Utsukushii" means beautiful, but I think that's pretty obvious from the context I think. (c) Hiyami 2003 |