Fine," she says through gritted teeth. "We'll give it a try." Her hand finds its way into his, squeezing gently as they shake on the deal. "But if you screw this up..." She lets the threat hang in the air for a moment before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper, "I will make your life a living hell."

With that, Riku pulls her hand free and turns away, walking briskly down the hallway without another word.

The unexpected touch causes Riku to stumble forward, off-balance for a moment. Xavier's grip on her hand tightens as he pulls her closer, their bodies mere inches apart. Her heart races wildly, a mix of fear and anticipation coursing through her veins. She looks up into his eyes, searching for any sign of deception or mockery, but finds only sincerity and desire staring back at her.

With effortless grace, Riku - or perhaps now we should say 'we' - rises from the tangled sheets, naked skin glistening with sweat and other more intimate fluids. She stretches languidly, reveling in the delicious awareness of muscles rippling beneath flawless flesh.

"My, my," she purrs aloud, admiring herself (ourselves?) in the gilded mirror across the room. "We certainly are a sight to behold."

Riku's hands trail downward, fingertips grazing over the curves of her hips before dipping lower still. A breathy moan escapes our lips at the electric thrill of skin on skin contact.

"You have no idea how long I've waited for this moment," she whispers, pupils blown wide with desire. "To finally be united as one..."