The sun was about parallel to the tallest tree in the park. Lush green spread its wings around me as i placed my blanket on the floor. I pulled out my sketch book and sat down, absorbing in my surroundings. So beautiful... I thought to myself. I began drawing until I noticed someone in the corner of my eyes. My heart raced and a blush emerged on my face. It was him.

His eyes caught mine and it instantly became impossible to look away. I smiled gently in responce. Too shy to force any words out, I giggled lightly and went back to drawing. The charcoal pencil in my hand quickly changed it's course. I sketched his face almost instantly off of memory, but I quickly realized the risk of my actions.
What if he sees it?!
My heart skipped a beat. I mustered up the bravery not to care and continued sketching his face. His eyes were without a doubt, the hardest part of his face to replicate. His eyes were a brilliant blue.
Once, twice, a third time, I tried to draw his eyes but I couldn't get it right. A frown emerged on my face as I ripped the parchment, balled it up, and threw it as far as I could. Sighing, I closed my book in defeat.
Looking up, once more, I saw him watching me. A warm feeling emerged until I realized I had just thrown a sketch of him out of my sight. I froze, but the park made me feel instantly tranquil. It was as though it washed away my fears. Again, my eyes met his and I found myself smiling.

I was taken back from what I saw, or felt, rather. A very composed atmosphere surrounded him suddenly. He isn't interested... I took another quiet sigh and gazed at the sunset.
"Bonjour, Mademoiselle. I couldn't help but notice you also enjoying this beautiful sunset." He spoke.
"Good evening." I said with a gentle smile, while looking up to meet his gaze. "I was hoping to sketch the sunset, but my pencil has a mind of it's own today. It doesn't want to draw." While taking a piece of my hair between my fingers, I looked back at him once more with a smile.
"Would you like to sit down?" I asked with as much of a casual tone as I could, but I couldn't help slightly blushing.

A small smile was all I let myself give. He smelled too good. The scent was nearly euphoric. Leaving a small space between us, he left more to be desired, but I needed to stay calm.
I laughed lightly, "It would be admirable if my pencil didn't control me."
His gaze met mine once more as though waiting for me to continue. With a small smile, I spoke once more, switching my gaze to the sunset.
"Writing is quite a gift, too. I believe art is for those who cant speak with words. It adds mystery and interpretation to the beholder, letting the identity stay masked. Writing, on the other hand, is spoken with words. It takes a brave person to write. In my eyes, a writer holds more admiration."
Looking back at him once more, his gaze caught mine in a way that I couldn't look away.
His last sentence registered in my mind, then. Could he be talking about me? A small blush burnt my cheeks.

As I spoke, his face came closer to mine, allowing me to feel his even breath on my nose. He stood a moment later, making me miss his company. I kept myself from frowning and instead gave a warm smile.
"Ambiguity is a coward's best friend." I said. He sat down again after his rich voice gently filled the air.
"It's very nice to meet you, Chaest Skadi. My name is Aria Raiyu." I met his gaze once more. Him sitting so close allowed me to take in his eyes once more. I felt my heart flutter, but I didn't want to move. His eyes had me entranced.

On his lips, my name melted like chocolate. His voice sent a rush of adrenaline through me.
He reached his hand over mine. His hand, warm and gentle, made goosebumps race up my arm.
"Thank you." I whipsered. My heart beat incresed to the point where I could hear it ringing in my ears. My fingers extended and lightly traced his wrist.

"Please, don't apologize." I whispered, breathless. I took my other hand and placed it under his chin, turning his face so I could see him.
"Your blush...its..." I wasn't able to finish the sentence before I, too, got entranced in the moment. I moved my lips to his once more, slowly this time, hearing his jagged breathing filling my ears. When my lips touched his, my hand moved to the side of his neck; the other stayed laced within his.

The kiss intoxicated me. It felt as though I had been dreaming. His fingers found themselves in my hair, sending me to sheer lunacy. The night embodied us in what felt like seconds. I haden't even noticed it, until I pulled away, dizzy from the kiss. I left my hand on one side of his neck, keeping him as close to me as I could. Regaining my balance, while still blushing, I softly kissed his cheek, his jawline, and finally, his neck.

My eyes shot open at the sound of his groan.
His arm made his way lower down my back, sending me to lunacy yet again. I took the other hand, that I had on his neck, and tied my fingers into his hair, nibbling on his neck slightly harder than before.


(OOC: Sorry for the late reply. Recent events have proved themselves past my tolerance level. )

My groan increased slightly in volume as the pressure of her nibbling increased. As her fingers mingle in my hair, i wrap both my arms around her waist slowly pulling her on top of me laying back into the grass, while caressing her back softly. As my hands caress her back I softly nibble her ear while wrapping my fingers into her hair.


**OOC: I understand... your not the only one :'(**

I let out a small gasp as he nibbled on my ear, followed by a small, almost inaudible, moan. He had found one of my weak places...my ear.
"Thats not fair..." I whispered, panting into his neck. I bit down slightly harder than before.