He came back after some minutes, after he had calmed the demon within. But he didn't come back with any meat. She was just there, writing on the sand with a stick. Her lips wore a smile as she wrote the words "I love you".
He came closer, "Aria" her breath got caught in her throat when she heard her name and she looked at him. He noticed she was a little bit tensed, so he looked down to see what she was writing. But before he could, the water swept the words away.
"What did you write?" he asked her, and she looked down, noticing the words were no longer there.
"Ah... nothing" she smiled it off. "Where's the meat? I'm hungry"
He walked closer and took her hand "let's go." They walked a few distance from the sea before arriving at stalls made of tents. They got into one and sat at a table, while the owner served their meal. Mostly sea food. And they would have to cook it themselves. Ryan grilled the fish and abalones for her, and she ate hastily. Not minding if it was hot.
Seeing that she wasn't bothered if she burned her tongue, he decided to feed her by himself. Blowing on it properly before feeding her. All eyes were on them. Envious of how sweet and caring Ryan was. And how lucky Arianna was to have such a man. But the two were oblivious to the stares thrown at them.
After eating, they took a walk along the streets of Shanghai, chatting and laughing as they did so. They came by a woman who sold jewelleries by the roadside.
"Beautiful jewelleries for your girlfriend. I have lots of them" the old lady spoke in Chinese. Though Arianna didn't understand, she left Ryan and went to see the jewelry. They were beautiful hairpins, necklace, bracelet and other things. She smiled brightly as she checked each ornament.
"You can buy as many as you want. They're of affordable price" she spoke, and Arianna could only look in confusion. Not understanding what she said, she just smiled and moved away.
"Do you want one?" Ryan asked.
"I was just looking" she said, later regretting why she said that. She bit her lips and said, "I want the butterfly hairpin"
"Okay" he walked to the woman with her trailing behind. He greeted the woman, and Arianna's jaws dropped when she realised he spoke in Chinese. Ryan picked the hairpin and wore it on her hair. He stepped back, seeing if it looks beautiful on her. And then he picked another hairpin, wearing it for her again. After admiring, he picked a hair band and tried it on. He only picked things that would beautify her hair and then he paid for it. All of them. With a greater sum than the original amount.
She was so happy that she hugged him tightly and kissed him as a way of saying thank you. And then lastly for the day, they went to the movies together.
*...*..*..*
It was past ten when the duo arrived back at home. With Arianna in his arms he leapt to their bedroom and placed her gently to stand.
"Ryan, you're the best" she blurted, blushing and he smiled. "This was the best birthday ever"
"I'm glad you're happy" he said. "Let's shower now"
"We?!" she didn't know why but she became tensed.
"Yes" he answered "Or you don't want to?"
"I.. I want to" she immediately pulled away from his arms and rushed into the bathroom. His brows creased slightly, wondering why she acted that way. He just sighed and walked out of the room.
*...*...*
They both laid on the bed, with Ryan looming above her, and her arms wrapped around his neck. She blinked her eyes that seem to twinkle, and bit her lips. His gaze was mischievous and smouldering, his hair damp and dishevelled.
"So girlfriend...." his raspy voice came "I took you out on a date. Now's time for my reward" slow and deep, almost in a whisper, was his voice.
"Y-you didn't tell me what you wanted" she spoke, somewhat shyly.
"I said.... anything you could offer"
"I can offer many things. I can cook for you. I can give you a massage or pat you to sleep." She said and a throaty chuckle escaped his lips.
"Is that all?" he asked, and she blinked her eyes twice. "Shouldn't you tell me you love me? Huh? Aria?"
Ha...the irony. He couldn't but he's asking her to say it. He should be the one saying it first.
"Shouldn't you?" he still asked, but it was like he was asking himself. Arianna bit her lips, her cheeks growing red, and she gulped down the lump in her throat.
"Ryan..." she callled his name. He could hear hear her heart beating wildly, his also. She was going to say it, and he was nervous to hear those words that would be directed to him.
"Ryan.. I..."
"Shh..." he caught her off, his index on her lips. Moving it down slowly. "Don't say it....when I ask you to." she understood what he meant. He wanted her to say because she wanted to. Because she really wanted to confess her love to him. Not because he asked her.
Without saying anything else, she pulled him down and kissed his lips. Ryan stiffened. That was the last he wanted to do. But his desires betrayed him and gave in to her warm lips. He kissed her back. Softly. But then it grew hot...deep and demanding. Igniting a spark in their bodies that sent his ablaze. Again...his gums began to itch, but he ignored it. He was so lost that he forgot the warnings his fangs gave him. His hands roamed her body possessively, and she moaned at his hot touch. He touched her everywhere, her delicate places that called for his attention.
"Ah... R-ryan" she whispered his name against his lips. It drove him mad. Savage. He craved for more. His lips burned down to her neck. He licked and sucked. Her fingers gripped his hair, as moans left her lips. Ryan moved to her throat, and then to the other side of her neck. And then down to her collarbone and her chest. His mouth was already filled with excited fangs as he went back to her neck.
Danger! His heard warned. He licked her pulse area, a low groan escaping his mouth. His mouth opened, his fangs grazed her skin.
"Ah!" she winced. Shivers went down her spine feeling his sharp fangs on her neck. But she couldn't push him away. He growled, his fangs awaiting, grazing her skin again. Blood strolled out and his hot tongue licked her blood.
Ryan threw his head back, feeling the wonderful taste of her blood. Why does it taste so good? F**I! He wanted more! Ryan leaned back again and licked the blood that kept seeping out. More! He opened his mouth, excited fangs glittered in the dim light. Waiting to be sunk in her neck and bathed in delicious blood.
But just that moment, God save them both, his rationality came back to him and he leaned back. Staring with wide eyes. He almost did, again. Arianna's breathing was ragged and sweat had broken on her forehead. She seemed scared.
"I'm sorry" he muttered. He was. He can't imagine doing this to her. Now that he tasted it, he's certain that if he mistakenly bite her, he would drain her. "I'm sorry" he said again. She just stared in eyes, gasping for air. He took that opportunity and seized her gaze. "Sleep now, Aria" he compelled.