Riku's hand rests on her knee, so warm that she feels she's burning. He's never this intimate when everyone's around, which is alright by her, but at the moment the others are off doing their own thing or being productive.
He's leaning in, so close, resting his forehead against hers. He's teasing her, dragging it out like this. His other hand never leaves her knee, while his other hand cups her chin.
She moves her head up to brush her lips across his –
"Thought I'd find you here!"
There's Axel for you.
"Forget him," Xion mutters and kisses him anyway.