A Date... With River and Xander

Rich sweetness.

Earthy smell.

Woodsy cologne.

Chilly wind.

Nightly presence.

Roselyn was swimming in all these different but equally alluring spheres. Her body, soul, heart, and blood, all reacted eagerly toward them. 

It felt like she had been sleeping for hours but at the very same time, she barely felt like she had taken any sort of rest at all because all that she could remember was how her sleep was filled with her men chasing after her. They were all vying for placement in her dreams, their seduction resolute and far too tempting.

She loathed them for not leaving her alone even in her dreams.

But she craved them too... like they were the oxygen she needed so desperately to stay alive.

She loved them but hated them too. It was a strange combination.

"You hate me?" Kaito asked her, his arms wrapped around her as he pulled her back into his chest, his lips falling to her neck. He just appeared there out of nowhere.