Scars and Feathers, Part 2

Trembling slightly blank closed his eyes. Some how he believed this was all a dream, that no one would love him specially not someone who make gods pale in comparison.

"Why do you tremble Blank-sama?" Kuja brushed his fingers along the youth's cheek and smiled.

Blank turned away blushing slightly. "I can't believe that this is true."

"But it is." Kuja frowned slightly. "You have never had someone want you have you?" Kuja curled his lips slightly.

"It's because of these " Blank touched his face. "I hate my face. It makes me feel... Ugly."

Kuja placed his fingers along the scar on his cheek. "You are anything but ugly in my eyes." Silver dragon landed on the ground softly as Kuja turned Blank to face him. "Please Blank, let me show you how beautiful you really are."

Blank turned his head to the side. "Are you sure you want to waste your time?"

Kuja smirked. "Nothing I do is a waste of time."

Blank sighed softly resting his head against Kuja's Chest. "If this is a dream never let it end."

Kuja smirked. "I think we have landed Blank."

Blank jerked forward and looked around him. "Oh I hardly noticed."

Kuja stood up and helped Blank to his feet. "Be careful dismounting is not graceful, just jump."

Blank watched as Kuja jumped off of the dragon and held his arms out for Blank to jump into. "Are you sure you can catch me?" Blank jumped off landing right into Kuja's open arms.

"I caught you and you thought I was going to miss. Have a tiny bit more faith." Kuja spun Blank around twice before falling on to the ground. Kuja inhaled deeply then held Blank close against his chest.

Blank smile slightly. "I have never had a reason to have faith, before I met you."

"I am glad I am a source of faith for you." Kuja smiled and dragged his fingers though Blank's bright red locks of hair.

Blank idly kissed Kuja's neck as he nuzzled against it. "I am happy you came back, thank you."

Kuja glanced down at Blank and pursed his lips together in a lopsided grin. "Would you like to go inside, the night air is quite chilly." Kuja watched as Blank stood up on to his feet then offered both of his hands to Kuja.

As Kuja stood up, Blank walked closer to him till he was back in his arms. It was almost like if he wasn't held by him he would fade away, leaving Blank alone in the cool air. "Let's go in."

Kuja led Blank into the entrance of the Desert Empress. Taking his hand, Kuja led him up the right flight of steps and into the intricately designed bedroom.

Blank looked around the room taking in the design. There were two male angel statues on the one wall both facing each other. The floor was intricately tiled with blue and silver-white tiles that seemingly glowed in the soft lamplight.

Kuja placed both of his hands against Blank's shoulder and rubbed his hands gently against the taunt flesh. Leaning over, Kuja pressed his lips against his neck sending a shock down the short-framed boy's back.

Blank slumped his shoulders inward and blinked his eyes.

Slowly, Kuja's fingers touched Blank's helmet, with his fingers Kuja began to unclip the three tiny clasps only to have Blank stop him. "Can I see your whole face?"

"I doubt you want to my eyes are. different." Blank removed the mask and opened his eyes in front of Kuja. One of his eyes had a slash right through it, leaving it unable to be open and the other was blood red in color. Blank turned away thinking he had disgusted Kuja. "I am sorry I am not as beautiful as you hoped."

Kuja stood there for a second and then cupped Blanks chin in his hands. Leaning forward so that he could match Blank's smaller height, Kuja pressed a kiss against the damaged eye. Kuja sighed delicately then pressed his lips against Blank's in a crushing kiss.

Slowly Blank parted his lips allowing Kuja to deepen the kiss between them. Blank sighed deeply as his knees give in and he fell against Kuja griping him desperately.

Kuja skipped his fingers along the boy's back allowing him to fall against the satin sheets of his bed. In one second he was straddling the boys hips peeling his tight clothing from his skin