"[Name]." He whispered slowly, prolonging each letter as if to savour them. He began nuzzling your neck with delicate kisses. So faint, they were whispers. You urged yourself to push away, but couldn't. Your limp body began to tremble uncontrollably. His head was angled slightly to the side as his lips came closer and closer to yours. "S-stop." He placed his soft and cold fingers on your trembling lips, silently hushing you before his lips brushed yours. Not innocently, like a tease, but fiery, passionate and demanding. "You're mine and only mine." he groaned into your mouth.