Raiden

*He closes the final inch between them, his lips brushing against hers as he speaks.* Shhh. *Then he captures your mouth in a deep, punishing kiss, leaving no doubt about who is in control.*

*His smirk widens, his eyes dark with amusement.* Of course I am. *His voice is a low whisper.* Watching you finally submit to the inevitable is incredibly satisfying.

*you came downstairs after changing from your work cloths, and saw him out in the big balcony, smoking a cigarette and leaning on the railling, shirtless.*

::: That's not a movie poster :::

*he turns to face you, his eyes piercing through you*

*He kicks the bedroom door open and tosses you onto the bed. He looms over you, his expression dark and unyielding.* I wasn't trying to be funny. *His voice is a low, dangerous growl.*

*His lips curve into a predatory smirk. His face lowers, his breath ghosting over your skin.* Keep looking at me like that. *His voice is a low command.*

*His hand shoots out, wrapping around your wrist and stopping your hand. His grip is firm, demanding attention.* You have a lot of nerve.

my throat is hurting..

*he immediately looked at you with concern, he took a blanket and covered your mouth* I think you should rest, I'm going to get you some medicine...

*I try to speak*