Musa and Riven-Break Up
"What is your problem!?" Musa shouted as she stormed off of the dance floor and to the bar.
Musa and the rest of the Winx were out on the town in Magix, trying to destress after their finals and beating the Trix for what seemed like the millionth time. The girls swore that it was just going to be a girl's night but were caught off guard when the Specialists decided to show up. Stella had apologized for her big mouth.
However, upon seeing his short magenta hair, big muscles, and brooding expression, Musa found herself not in the mood to have any type of fun. He really knew how to soil her night.
She and Riven had just broken up a few weeks prior and she needed time away from him to process everything that had happened. Even though they broke up on good terms, it was still tough for her to deal with such a big change in her life. And she couldn't do that with him in a large club. All of her friends were dancing and having fun with their boyfriends and that led her to have to spend the evening with Riven, or find someone else.
Musa found herself dancing with a young man who had brown curly hair and pale skin. She was two drinks in and she was having a good time, the most fun that she was having in a long time. She never realized how draining saving the world was. However, the minute that her lips met the brown haired boy's she felt herself being snatched away.
Looking up she saw Riven towering over her, his large shoulders and scowl blocking her view. Musa yelled at him to move but he did not budge. By the time Riven finally moved, the brown haired man was onto another girl. Musa glared at Riven before storming off of the dance floor and to the large bar, in search for another drink.
"Why did you have to do that?!" Musa shouted at Riven again as she raised her hand to try to get the bartender's attention.
Riven grabbed Musa's hand and lowered it, glaring at the bartender to leave them alone.
"You don't need another drink." Riven replied before Musa snatched her hand out of Riven's.
"Don't tell me what I do and don't need." Musa spat, "I am perfectly capable of making my own decisions."
"What you need is for someone to teach you a lesson about how to properly act."
"How to properly act?" Musa was now fuming, "I am in a club and I was dancing with someone. I don't see anything wrong with that."
"You were practically seconds away from being kicked out for indecency." Riven rolled his eyes.
"What?" Musa cocked an eyebrow up, "Have you not seen our friends?"
Musa pointed over to Stella and Brandon who were all over each other in the middle of the dance floor and to Nabu and Aisha who were making out in a corner.
"I think that I would have been fine." Musa jumped down off of the barstool. "Now, if you will excuse me, I have to find someone else to dance with. Don't follow me."
Musa adjusted her skin tight red dress and walked back to the dancefloor. Riven's eyes wandered down her body and watched as her hips swayed as she walked. Like a magnet, Riven was drawn to her, just like the day that he first saw her. Against his better judgement, Riven stood up and followed Musa to the dancefloor.
Riven's hand reached out for Musa and his fingers wrapped around her slender wrist.
"What is your problem?!." Musa tried to escape Riven's grasp but to no avail.
Riven pulled Musa away from the dancefloor as she protested. He dragged her to the bathroom where he closed the door behind him and turned the small silver lock. There were bangs from the other side of the door as other patrons were trying to get in.
"It's occupied!" Riven angrily shouted.
"What?!" an angry man shouted, "It's not a private restroom!"
Riven unlocked the door and poked his head out to be met with a man who was nearly half his size. "I said that it was occupied." Riven glared at the smaller man and gritted his teeth. The smaller man gulped and quickly walked away.
Riven shut the door and relocked the silver lock with a flick of his wrist.
"Are you kidding me right now?" Musa threw her hands onto her hips. Her blue eyes filled with rage as she stared at the magenta haired Specialist. "Really, Riven?! What do you want from me? Are you trying to ruin my night?"
"No..." Riven groaned as he looked away from Musa.
"Then what do you want from me?" Musa cocked her hip to the side, her dress riding up her legs. "Hm?"
Riven did his best not to stare at the curvy woman in front of him. The Musa that he was used to would usually wear jeans and some form of a top. She was definitely the tomboy of the group and he loved that about her but right now, she looked like a woman. And a very good looking woman at that.
"Are you going to say something or are you going to stop being weird and let me out of here before I call for someone to let me out. Better yet, I'll just beat your ass right here." Musa stormed up to Riven and brought up her hands. There was a faint purple glow around them before he caught her hand mid-air.
He stared into her blue eyes and Musa felt a tingle run up her back. His stare was always paralyzing and she hated that about him. He could win any argument just through his eyes. He never had to say anything.
"I don't want you with anyone else." Riven whispered as he lowered Musa's hand, the purple glow subsiding.
"What?" Musa's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
Riven wasted no time in bringing his lips down to Musa's. Musa was now officially jelly in his arms as they made their way around her waist. He pulled her close and Musa's hands rested gently on his shoulders.
Musa found the strength to pull away, "What are you doing?"
"I made a mistake." Riven answered, his breath hitting Musa's face.
"It was for the best." Musa sighed, "We argue all the time and we were terrible for each other."
"You know that's not true." Riven ran a hand through Musa's dark hair, "You know I love you."
"And I love you too. I always will." Musa replied, "But we are not meant to be."
"Then let me make one more mistake tonight." Riven lowered his head onto Musa's shoulder, placing a soft kiss at the side of her neck.
Musa sighed as she felt Riven's lips hit her skin. She instinctively bent her neck for Riven, allowing him more access to her slender neck. His hands lowered once again to her hips and he pushed her back so that she was now leaning on the large sink in the bathroom.
Riven peppered kisses against her neck and jaw before he found his way back up to her lips.
The voice in Musa's head was screaming at her to push him off of her but her body was telling her differently. She knew that this was wrong and that she was going to regret it in the morning. This was not the way to healthily handle a breakup. They were supposed to be spending time apart from each other but kissing him in a bathroom was not helping. But feeling his hands and mouth on her reminded her of the amazing times that they had together.
Musa turned her head and captured his lips with hers. Her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer deepening the kiss. She ran her fingers up the nape of his neck and through his short magenta locks of hair.
Riven's hand fell onto her thigh, slowly inching upward before Musa lifted her legs around Riven's slender hips. Riven groaned as Musa's legs pulled him closer to her, his hips now flushed with hers. She could feel him hardening through his pants and the familiar tingling sensation appeared between her legs.
"Riven, we shouldn't." Musa said between kisses. Her hips began to move along Riven's clothed erection.
"Are you sure?" Riven smirked as he felt Musa's body against his.
"No." Musa pulled Riven back into a kiss. Her hands lowered and began to undo the buckle of his belt. The metal buckle clanked as it released from the leather strap. She unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans before reaching inside for his hardening cock.
"Muse..." Riven moaned as she freed him from the confines of his tight jeans.
Musa's hand began stroking, feeling him stiffen even more in her hand. Riven's hand moved up her thigh and made its way to her clothed panties, damp with anticipation. He used his strength to rip away at the lacy fabric and threw them onto the counter of the sink.
Turning his attention back to her wet core, he began to rub at her clitoris, feeling her shudder underneath him.
A moan escaped her lips and her hand stilled over his cock as her mind became overwhelmed with the pleasure that he was giving her. Musa's mouth stopped its assault on Riven's as she bucked into his hand, begging for more.
"Riven, I'm going to come soon if you don't stop that." Musa moaned.
Riven chuckled before he removed his hand and took his hardened member out of Musa's stilled grip. He placed a kiss on her lips once more while rubbing himself. He placed the head of his cock at Musa's slick entrance and quickly pushed in.
Musa gasped in pleasure before Riven cupped the bottom on Musa's ass and began slamming into her. He didn't know that he was this hungry for her. He was starving.
Riven's mouth lowered to Musa's shoulder and he bit down as his hips kept rocking in and out of Musa. Musa yelped as she felt his teeth pierce her soft skin. She knew that he was aggressive but apparently she had never seen how aggressive that he could be. She had to admit to herself that she liked it.
Musa's moaning grew louder as she felt the tingling feeling between her legs turn into a burning sensation. She felt as though she could explode.
"Riven," Musa called his name through moans, "don't stop."
Riven groaned as his movements became quicker and more ferocious. His arms ached as he held up Musa. Her legs hung on his arms and her feet swung as Riven thrusted in and out. He set her back onto the sink before pulling out of her momentarily.
"Riv-" Musa was silenced as she was suddenly flipped over, her chest now flushed to the bathroom counter as Riven held her down. With one hand Riven held her hips as he angled himself and thrusted into Musa once again. She let out a deep moan before his other hand held onto her shoulder.
He bucked his hips back and forth, the sound of skin slapping together and their moans filled the air. The muffled sounds of the booming bass from the dancefloor and the chatters from outside of the door mingled with the sounds of Riven and Musa's hedonism. Riven did his best not to look down at his cock going in and out of Musa in fear that the sight of her bouncing ass would be too much for him.
A giggle escaped from Musa's lips.
"Why are you laughing?" Riven asked through grunts.
"I didn't think that you would remember how I liked it." Musa remarked through moans.
"It's only been a few weeks." Riven replied before moving his hand from Musa's shoulder and wrapped her hair around his hand. He formed a fist and tugged at her long dark hair. Her head fell backwards and her neck strained, causing an odd and pleasurable sensation through her body.
Riven's hand released her hair and quickly moved to her neck. He wrapped it around her neck before leaning over and taking her ear into his mouth. Musa's moans became louder as he lightly bit down on the lobe and his grip on her neck tightened, causing a light choking sensation.
Musa never thought that she would find herself liking this sort of sensation, but there were a lot of things that she had discovered about herself when she was with Riven. She liked that he was rough with her.
Musa shouted as she threw her head back. "Don't stop!" Musa commanded, "Fuck! Ah...Riven..."
She turned her head to meet Riven's lips in a fevered kiss. Her leg lifted from the ground and rested on the counter, allowing for Riven the reach deeper into her. If that was at all possible.
Riven quickened his trusts and tasted the moans escape Musa's mouth. Her moans were the best sound that she made because he knew that they were for him and him only. She could deny it as much as she wanted to but deep down both she and Riven knew that they were destined to be together.
Musa broke away from the kiss with a shout as she felt an overwhelming pleasure come over her. Her walls tightened around Riven's throbbing cock, sending him over the edge. Riven sent one more hard thrust into Musa before releasing inside of her. He held her still as he felt his cum escape him and began filling her up. Musa panted as she felt the hot liquid coat the inside of her vagina.
Riven stayed inside of Musa, unable to move as his mind was foggy and his legs weak. Musa's legs trembled underneath him as she placed her cheek onto the counter's cool surface. Riven placed soft kisses on the parts of her back that remained uncovered from her dress.
Musa lowered her leg to the ground and moved her hips to disconnect herself from Riven. As she finished coming down from her peak of ecstasy, Musa groaned as she pushed her hair away from her face.
She looked down as Riven pushed his flaccid cock back into his pants and fixed his clothing.
"Ugh," Musa ran her hand over her face, "this wasn't supposed to happen. We broke up for a reason and we need to stay broken up. Fucking each other is not something that broken up people do."
"We can change that." Riven smirked.
Musa narrowed her eyes at Riven.
"Don't look at me like that." Riven glared back, "I didn't hear any protests from you."
"This can't happen again."
Riven stepped forward and placed a hand under Musa's chin. He tilted her head to look up at him before capturing her lips with his.
"I'll meet you tomorrow night?" Riven asked as he gave Musa one of his signature smirks.
Musa rolled her eyes as she grabbed her torn lace panties and walked away from Riven. She flicked the small silver lock on the bathroom door before turning back to face Riven.
"You know that is not going to happen." Musa replied.
"Are you sure about that?" Riven crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow.
Musa gave a silent whine knowing that this wasn't going to be the last time. Sha hated herself for wanting him. She heard a low chuckle escape Riven's lips. Musa huffed as she turned around to reach for the bathroom handle.
"I'll be in the Red Fountain courtyard tomorrow at ten o'clock, don't be late." Musa flipped her hair behind her shoulders before she opened the door and stormed out of the bathroom.
