Venting Creativity.

He was there in my room, I could feel his grin as he gazed upon my neck, eyeing it up, scanning his target. I wanted to turn to face him, but I feared it, I was scared of his power over me. Gazing out the window, feigning ignorance that he knew I didn't have, he knew I felt his presence, he knew I trembled as he drew closer.

It was too quick, I felt the heat and tender touch of his moist lips as they barely pressed into the back of my neck, It was too quick for me to handle, I let out a yelp of surprise as his hand moved to my tummy, rubbing gently, carefully.

I was calm again, more relaxed then I had ever been before, the kind caress of his hand against me clouded my thoughts, It came naturally, the sigh of relief that encouraged him to continue, the sigh that moved his lips down my spine. I felt like he froze time, I didn't even notice the sly lift of my shirt leaving me vulnerable to his deadly gaze.

"You look beautiful."

I decided not to look, it's not enough that he had me turn a deep shade of pink, but to let him see it, I would die of embarrassment. With his touch though, he would bring me back. His lips at my neck again, I felt their tenderness move against me, I couldn't fight the irresistible urge to moan. My teeth bit down on my lower lip, drawing blood.

"You're hurt..."

His head moved past myshoulders, his emerald shade optics gazed down at my lips, licking his own as he moved around me.

That was when our eyes met, I felt my soul, my body, my mind burn, I was lost there, he moved closer, I couldn't move, I was nothing and he was king. He took in my lower lip, suckling on it, cleansing the flesh of blood. I felt his silvery locks glide across my forehead, tickling me, though I could not bring myself to laugh, or breathe for that matter. I needed him to break me out of this state, but I could not ask, I was so scared.

He tilted his head then, just a bit in preperation, he whispered out my name in a way that made my knees tremble.

"Namine..."

I pushed closer to him, he was teasing me, I needed it, just as I still need it now, and will always need it. So I fell right into his trap.

"Riku..."

For an instant, we were together, finally, a moment where I was his, and only his, no more was I a lone being, a lone person in a world full of hatred, sadness, and anger, just his lips against mine.

The night has just begun.