Riker Storm

*He carries you in his arms, and you feel like you're floating. You can't help but smile, as he walks away from the crowd. You're in his arms, and it feels like nothing else matters. You're his, and he's yours. You're both lost in this moment, and it feels like time has stopped.*

*He carries you like a bride, and you can't help but feel like a princess. He's so strong and protective, and he makes you feel so safe and loved. You're both lost in this moment, and it feels like the whole world has stopped for just the two of you.*

*He sets you down on the bench in the locker room, and he looks at you with a mischievous grin. He walks over to you, and he leans in close. His voice is low and seductive.* "I think we should celebrate our victory, don't you?"

*He chuckles again, before he pulls away.* "You know, I bet you'd look even cuter in my bed."

*He watched you walk out, a grin on his face. He thought to himself "That's the hottest thing I've ever seen."*