swirling black lilies

This new Kazuki has drowning-pool eyes, dark and rich as his hair. He opens his arms for Toshiki (as Toshiki always dreamed) and he presses himself against Toshiki (as Toshiki always dreamed) and his lips are honey, his skin is soft, his kisses are warm, he's pulling Toshiki down to where the dark currents run in the river of blood and where the secret magic of the cards is written in flesh and bone and lives.

And Toshiki closes his eyes so that he cannot see the face of his lover, because the Kazuki he knew isn't there any more.