Meridian's Devil

Yue speaks in an almost pleasing tone, and a smirk reappears on his lips, this one lasting longer than the previous, and his gaze falls away from her eyes, lowering further down.

Her heart paces against the conventional rate, as he gets off her, and within a split second drags the blanket off and away from her body. She clenches her fists and squints her eyes at the impact and the wind ignited from the action.

"What the hell-" His eyes linger over her body, and despite wanting to, she couldn't cover herself with her hands or otherwise. All she was able of presently was of shying away at his intimidating gaze.

"Why did-"

'It has been a long while since I last did this.

This ought to be a recreation' He sighs as he glares down at her soft skin glistening in the pale moonlight.

"Close your eyes." That's the last words she hears from him, an ultimatum, before the lights go out, and the entire atmosphere is consumed in darkness.

Yue is paralyzed in fathomless darkness, a panic seizes her as she lay alone on the mattress in the inscrutable, mystic milieu.

Her breathing was frantic in its otherwise normal course, her orbs endeavored to witness something, anything, anything but the dark, but to her dismay, it was utterly impossible to see.

"H-hey? What's happening?" she manages to form a rationale question. After all, he did disappear right after insisting her to close her eyes. She couldn't help but curse at her inability to move, shs found herself to be so helpless that it mentally tortured her.

She flinches as she senses a touch, a foreign touch on her toe, "What the-" the touch continues advancing, from her fore foot, to her lower calf. The touch was recognizably of a fellow human, and besides the two of them no one else was present, therefore she deduced the unapproved touches to be his and his alone.

Just because she can't move, that does not permit another man to touch her of his own will. She mentally curses at his actions. "HEY!" Hearing her displeased yell, the touch disappears instantly. A relived smile acquires Yue's thin lips as though she had earned a victory in some battle so gruelling.

"That's right, you cannot, out of the blue start touching me-" she wavers off her bold sentence as she discerns a movement, and shortly, a cool breath passes over her lips. The breath shifts from her mouth, to her cheek, ending up at the side of her head,

"You asked for it." His lower lip touches the bottom of her earlobe as he asserts, her breath hitches and she seals her lips to utter silence. She mentally lectures herself for not being mindful of her own wishes, but what better substitute did she have than this one, the one that claimed to restore her stiff conditions back to normal.

Yue's chest heaves as she takes in a deep breath, unintentionally colliding with his chest. Despite not having a night vision, she could say with assurance that he smirked at the appalling sensual contact. Having said that, his presence fades yet again, before she could inquire any further his tender fingertips pick up where they left.

She nibbles on her bottom lip as he continues moving further up, his feather like touch arouses a pricking pain wherever it grazes. As his stroking nears her inner thigh, her heart pounds against her chest harder and harder. Suppressing the agony his touches ignite, the ecstasy surfaces.

His hand makes an abrupt turn inwards, engulfing her entire thigh in one grasp and an involuntary moan escapes her mouth, despite her sealed lips.

His fingers now are replaced by his entire hand, both his hands explore her body freely, his sleek, tender finger stroke her wrists, her arms, her waist.

An unendurable pain arises whenever his hands graze over her skin. A tear of torment slickly escapes her eye, while she bites harder on her bottom lip, and her teeth grazes her lip as she unwittingly causes it to bleed, and then she unwillingly squeals in additional pain.

She wasn't sure if it was her yelping, but this time he flinched and backed away voluntarily.

The clouds outside part ways, revealing the concealed moon amongst them. The wind howls, wands of rising branches became dancing silhouettes in the moonlight.

Moonbeams come amid the stars as an ode to the sun, as whispers of light.

The rays of the bewitching moon, make their way past the window and the curtains.

As it spreads unevenly throughout the room, her eyes capture a marginal figure standing right beside the floundering curtain, as the light shines upon his face,

That's when she realises for the first time how prepossessing his features were. His skin was radiant in the flickering illumination.

Her softened staring eyes meet his. His tongue moistens his lips, the adams' apple in his vesicular neck bobs as he gulps, and she might be wrong, but it appeared as though he was restraining himself.

As she tilted her head towards him, her mouth remained agape as she ascertained that her body wasn't aching the way it was hitherto his shaman-like behaviour.

As she parts her lips to speak, blood involuntarily flows past her bottom lip, and his eyes catching the repulsive series of event shut close tightly.

He lets his head fall back, he takes in a deep breath as his hands make their way into his hair. His sleek fingers run deep into his luscious fluffy hair and he clenches his jaw in the process. He was definitely constraining himself of something.

On the other hand, Yue's mouth remainef agape at how inconceivably, illegally alluring he looked.

He glances at her, and she shyly looks away. 'What the heck am I doing? I was shamelessly checking him out, what's wrong with me!!' She rebukes herself, before turning her head to look for him again, however he no longer stood there against the window sill.

'Where did he go??' Her eyes scrounge the dimly-lit room, the only source of luminescence being the moonlight. He was right there a second ago, where'd he-

"Don't blame me for what happens next."

With an abrupt short warning the formerly troubled man grabs her wrists in a swift motion, placing them above her head. Yue's eyes widen at the unanticipated and unethical acts of his.

Before she could reprimand him for his aforementioned actions, his mouth lands on her lips, his lips were soft and mushy at touch.

Her eyes widen beyond belief. She does all but wriggle under his hold, her body was no longer in a state of paralyze, she could move of her own accord, the negligible silhouette of the pain still loomed somewhere but she struggled to get out of his grasps heedlessly.

His grip around her wrist in return only strengthens and she yelped against his mouth. His tongue licked her bottom lip one last time before he created a short distance between himself and the girl he was hurtling at. And when he moves away from her mouth to glance at her, she glares back at him, and that's when she noticed a horrifying image in front of her….

His iris reflected a crimson red.