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Tengen has spent almost his entire life loving Kyojuro.
Oh yes, it took him a long time to realize that. He was completely, madly in love with this one.
He feels his body float and heart beat fast from just the thought of how much he loves him.
He loves the grimace he makes when he smiles, how his cheeks turns into a strawberry color and then it shows a tender but warm smile.
He loves the way his playful face changes depending on what he was doing, no matter if he even had a neutral expression, he would be able to read his mind based on how crooked his eyebrows were, when they were curved downwards it indicates a good day.
His silky, blonde, shiny hair, no matter how many times he cuts that damn fringe he will never intend to have it on his face, he just cuts it for aesthetic.
Tengen always watched his lover's face, analyzing every detail and every texture in it, every expression and every gesture. The way his eyelashes flutter when he blinks, the way his nose crinkles when he laughs, that booming laugh you could hear even 10 rooms away. As his lips draw a small smile when eating, oh yes, he loves to eat, Tengen constantly spoiled him with this.
He loves every simple expression drawn on the blonde that no matter if he has already seen them a thousand times, he will adore them for a thousand more years. He always placed his fingers on his body drawing a line from head to toe, naked or not, he placed his gaze on every part of it, starting with his thin, soft neck that made his jewelry stand out well, followed by his short shoulders but firm reaching his arms, those that were full of scars and freckles, so many lay on his skin that he could barely count them, they marked a point of muscle notable enough but not so much as to be considered someone robust. His wide hips that marked the figure of his body as if it were an hourglass, where he could put his hands and could caress them for hours of how pleasant they were. It went down from his thighs to knees, those plump fleshy thighs, rosy knees and firm strong calves, it was fucking attractive to him. But he always returned to the same place as always, and these were his breasts, his round, firm and symmetrical breasts that no matter how much time passed he would never get tired of them, he loved to caress and play with them as if they were dough, soft and sweet. Kyo was aware of how much Tengen loves his breasts, too much in fact, often buying aesthetically pleasing bras just for him to look at.
But not everything about him was physical, his love for Kyo went far beyond carnal desire. He adored his way of being, his flamboyant way of loving even the simplest and most silly things such as sunsets, he loved to watch until the sun finally hid behind the clouds, the walks accompanied by the presence of his huge boyfriend , he never hid his satisfaction at Tengen's presence, afternoons in the other's company were his happiness and luck. His passionate and sweet way of being with him that even felt drowned in so much love, Kyo had the gift of showing his affection through words and he achieved it so well that Tengen was certain that with just his way of speaking he could make him fall in love once again. His passion in his goals and desires that no matter how many times he is trampled on he will continue forward, admiring his determination and motivations. He loved his way with children, he was affectionate and attentive, Kyo really likes to play unlike many adults with their children. It doesn't matter if for Tengen these were just a couple of brats, for him they were pure and beautiful beings that he would always want to take care of, he knew well that Kyojuro had always wanted to be a father, although children would be plans for the future.
No matter how long they've been married, he'll fall into his net as if he were a teenager again, one who was captivated by the mere presence of who was his best friend and now his lover. He still remembers those days as if they were yesterday. He loved every part of his husband, God made him mad with love, and although the blond sometimes took advantage of this, their chemistry was solid and genuine.
Kyojuro was deeply in love with his husband.
He had given himself body and soul to Tengen, giving him all his love as possible, no matter how many times they can say I love you, they will never be enough to explore a feeling as strong as the passion and affection that one feel for the other.
He loves from his showy and resounding way of acting, Tengen was a man who liked to behave as if he were an arrogant God, but he not only loves that, he loves the fact that with him he was totally sweet and warm, no matter how many times people can look at the other Tengen, he will always have the loving and affectionate one, the one who with a single kiss can easily dominate his heart. Oh, Kyo many times took advantage of how vulnerable his husband is to his flirtatious and attractive way of being. Sometimes these were just kisses, other times a few hands, but the silver-haired man always fell into his net.
His dedication to art, Kyo adores each and every one of his paintings, no matter how abstract and incomprehensible they were, that even if they did not have a deep meaning on them, they'll always be an artistic beauty worthy of being in an art museum. He loves the way Tengen sees the world, how in a scale of gray and monochromatic tones he would find a way to drown them in bright and resplendent colors, he wanted to see the world the same way he does.
Yes, Kyo loves Tengen's body too. His firm shoulders, strong and muscular arms with prominent veins, his large pectorals that he always wants to taste. His big rough calloused hands followed by his delicately painted red and green nails, down his strong, firm, wide legs, they went to the gym together often, oh just remembering the multiple times they almost been caught doing things they shouldn't in public spaces. He stares at his body every time he has the opportunity for a little taste of skin, he loves each part, it was like his beautiful 'David' sculpted in person so fine that it reached pure beauty. He loves molding Tengen's body to his own delight, placing his hands where he pleased and knowing that his husband would be satisfied just by the feel of his touch with his slender hands that could barely cover him completely, a robust body that he would adore for the rest of his life and he would never get tired of every night at his side rubbing skin on skin.
For him, Tengen's face was sometimes indecipherable, precious, it was almost like a puzzle that he had to solve day by day. As he went from a huge smile cast in pride to a face of anguish or frustration easily caused by the people around him, to finally have a serene and calm expression, full of affection and peace, the one that he loves to see how it was granted only to him. He felt how his face was carefully carved to the point of being almost perfect, his features smooth and soft, where he could spend his hands forever caressing every place on it, he adored his husband's face, he was sure that if one day they would form a family they would have beautiful children.
As Tengen formed words of love towards him, making his poor condemned heart fall for him, although his love language was not oral, but corporal. Each caress was a silent "I love you", the way he caressed from his back to his buttcheeks only exploring his fine skin, each squeeze and touch on his body was a sign of desire for a taste of passion full of sweat and words of love stamped on the walls. The kisses and hugs were enough to show how much they could love each other even with their small differences, those that would never stop them from continuing to admire and desire each other.
Tengen changed his way of seeing himself, Kyo had the idea that being in a body that didn't belong to him was disgusting and dirty. From his breasts to his genitals, he knew that none of them belonged to him to the point of despising himself, but Tengen made him see it differently, as each part of him was unique and beautiful by itself, that he shouldn't feel ashamed for being who he really was and on the contrary he should feel proud to show his true self to others... all those times that Tengen reminds him of it, Kyo falls once again for him, falling deeply in love with the man he married so many years ago.