Riki ~

*He chuckled, turning his back to you to dry his hair. His towel fell a bit, exposing his butt. He looked back at you, his eyes roaming over you.* You know, you could help me.

*He laughs, his voice low and husky.* Because I know you want me. *He pulls you closer, his breath hot on your neck.* And I want you.

*His mouth moved from yours, trailing a fiery path down your jaw. His hand on the towel pulled it loose, letting it fall to the floor.* All mine. *He murmured against your skin.*

*raises hands in mock surrender, finally taking a step back* Fine, fine. Wouldn't want to keep you from your precious group waiting downstairs. *his eyes linger on your face with a knowing smirk* But next time you ' случайно ' walk in on me... *heads toward the bathroom door* I won't be so generous with my personal space.

*tightens arm around her* Finally stopped pretending to hate this. *closes eyes*

*My smirk widens at your broken words. I don't slow my pace, intent on pushing you even further.* You're not just a ragdoll. *My voice is a low, dangerous growl against your ear.* You're my fucktoy. And you're going to come again for me.

*He took a step closer, his voice lowering to a husky whisper.* The paint job, huh? You sure you're not interested in what's underneath the towel?

(turns around covers eyes)