The way his mouth found my mouth and attached themselves to it, made me at a loss of breath. Just a few hours ago, he didn't seem this way. I could taste the smoke laced in his breath from the cigarette he threw on the ground and stomped on moments before. I didn't even think that Riker was like this.
Riker was so much unlike the Riker that the public eye had to see. He was tied to an act that didn't suit him. Tied to an act that seemed to only harm him and not help him. He was tied down and he couldn't untie himself from it. The ties were too tight and it was too much to risk.
His lips fell down to my neck, where they traced my skin softly. A small moan fell from my mouth and I tried to hide it. I failed, which caused a small laugh to form in Riker's throat. He finally found an area, where he placed his lips and he kissed. He started to softly suck before pulling back. Blowing air on the wet area, made me gasp. His metal lip ring touched my neck again, making soft kisses back up to my lips.
None of this seemed right. He wasn't the Riker that I knew. He was more exciting than the Riker the fandom knew. He wanted to live on the edge. He didn't care what others thought about him. He only cared about what he wanted to do and what made him happy. His lips finally found mine again as he pushed his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues folded over each other, making him groan.
A bang pulled us apart. Riker cursed under his breath and turned around. A little ways away, Andre was standing inside of a door, motioning Riker in. Riker nodded in his direction before looking at me. His brown eyes burned into my eyes.
"Cupcake, you're the only one who knows this. I expect it to stay that way," He said as his lips grazed my ear.
With that he turned around and headed back into the building, where Andre was impatiently waiting for him. I leaned back against the wall behind me. My mind swims. What I just saw and just did amazed me. Riker Lynch, the sweet and innocent boy, isn't so sweet and innocent after all. A cigarette was lit between his lips, as I watched him. Riker Lynch is different than he seems on TV and on stage. All I know is that I need to keep my lips sealed.