***Lady Vaati***

I grit my teeth as Ghirahim bites into my neck, trying to keep any sound from escaping. The pain intensifies as he runs his tongue over the wound, agitating it. My muscles cord in strain as I thrash around, turning my head from side to side, trying to get away. In reality, all I'm doing is giving him more access.

He finally pulls away, and my muscles relax slightly. My breath comes in shuddering gasps, my chest rising and falling rapidly. I reluctantly open my eyes, tears seeping through them to make small streams down my face.

Ghirahim smirks. "My apologies, Lady Vaati. I never meant to put you through so much pain and distress," he says mockingly as he takes in my current state. "On multiple levels."

I glare at him. He chuckles as he wipes my tears away with his thumb. Fury sparks in my eyes, however much I try to suppress it. I inwardly panic. I don't want him to see my emotions. He smirks and lightly strokes my cheek. "Have I hit a nerve?"

I bite back a sharp retort, knowing that it would only increase my levels of torment. I turn my head away, looking at the wall. I tense as he trails his hand down, resting it on the side of my neck, which I foolishly exposed. His lips lightly brush my cheek. My own lips part slightly and my breathing quickens.

No! I reprimand myself. Don't give in to him!