This is the final Aeriku, and at last, the final chapter of Boys. I was a really cool experience writing this series of drabbles, and I have to say I'm going to miss adding new chapters to it. Thank you to everyone that read and reviewed, I couldn't have done it without you guys cheering me on. Alright, now I'm getting all sentimental now that I'm marking this as complete.
So, I'll stop rambling and let you read. XD Review!
Boys
Finale
Chapter Twelve:
Night
Dedicated to Miss Aerith, who with me has been hilariously flirty
wink lol
Her dainty feet dance in circles as she gracefully moves to the rhythm of music that no one else hears. Charming, actually, her ritual of dancing in the night. And he came out every night to watch, all the while fighting the urge to demonstrate his new found affection for her.
He watches the flower girl dance with nothing more than a small smile decorating his features, his aquamarine orbs caught entranced on her movements around the large fountain that sits in the center of Radiant Garden.
He wants to approach her so badly. Years had passed since he had met the beautiful brunette, and despite his acceptance of the fact that their relationship mostly consisted on him dreaming of her on a regular basis, for the first time he finds himself wanting to be closer.
The realization that stepping any nearer will send the semblance of a friendship flying out the window is devastating. He never liked to be on shaky ground, and if he gave in to whatever pull she was exerting, it would all be over.
Riku runs his hand over his face, attempting to clear his mind of the thoughts that have plagued him endlessly.
"Riku," As if sensing his thoughts, the flower girl turned toward him with a strange glint in her eyes. She turns back shortly after making eye contact with him, appearing to dip her foot into the pool of water.
A delighted laugh spills from her lips, and she steps fully into the fountain before moving around the stone statue –whatever is was, he didn't care- in a graceful gait, her hips swaying back and forth lightly yet enough the draw his attention and maintain it completely.
Her knee length white silken night-dress is spotted with darker patches of nearly transparent wet fabric, the water splashing from the water's surface to land on her. She pulls the ends of the gown until they are held at her mid-thigh, exposing the skin that the sun never did reach.
The night was warm, even at three a.m., and Riku found himself moving toward the fountain –toward the woman- while shedding himself of the yellow vest he had come to favor over all his other clothing, along with his shoes.
Her surprise is minimal as her expressive emerald eyes roam the expanse of his bare chest before meeting his gaze. "The water's cool."
Aerith's invitation was quiet, delivered with a soft lilting tone that had him struggling against the insane desire to drag her back to her bed –and promptly climb in after-.
A dark curl of even darker craving made its way through his blood as a particularly x-rated image crossed his mind. Nodding his head imperceptibly, Riku joined the flower girl in the water, his eyes widening as her arms wrapped around his neck.
Her hot breath against his ear sends a shiver down his spine. "Stop resisting, I want to help you."
Riku's lips lifted into a grin. Help me she will.
