"I hate you!" I screamed, tears blurring my vision.
"Aw, don't say that." He replied sarcastically, turning around and knocking a lamp of a table. "You don't say something unless you mean it." He said harshly, glaring at me, his blue eyes fierce and glowing.
"Shut up and piss off." I shouted, turning and walking away. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back, our faces less than an inch away.
"I'm never pissing off." He hissed, and I could hear the emotion pour through the four words. "Never."
"I wish you would." I spat, slapping him with the hand he hadn't got a hold of. He hissed in pain, releasing my arm and clutching his cheek. He turned to walk away, and punched a wall. I sobbed, and he turned. His bright red cheek forgotten about, he turned to me. Before I could sob again, his arms were around me. "I'm s-s-"
"Shh." He interupted, stroking my hair and hushing me. "Me too." I looked up at him and kissed him with all my might. I wound my arms around his neck and pulled his face to mine. He kissed me back, wrapping his arms around my waist and walking me backwards until my back was in contact with the wall. Our lips seperated and we took a jagged breath before reattaching our lips once more. He pulled me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist.
I started unbuttoning his shirt as we kissed, and he pulled my t-shirt over my head before attaching our lips. I held on as he carried me to the bedroom, and I arched my back when I felt us fall on our mattress. He groaned softly at the contact and I whimpered. We kept kissing as he slipped off his shirt, and I unbuckled his trousers and slid them down. He stepped out of the trousers and lay in press up position over me in his boxers. I flipped us over, grinding myself against his erection and I listened to his noises of appreciation.
He reached down to my jogging bottoms and pulled them down, and I kicked them off quickly before leaning down and connecting our lips in an urgent kiss. I trailed my hands down his chest, and towards his boxers. I slid down his body, our naked skin touching, and peeled off his boxers before he turned us around again so I was underneath. He reached around my back and unclipped my bra easily before tossing it somewhere in the room. He reached down and pulled down my panties before sliding his erection into me. I gasped, and moaned as he drove himself into me, harder each time, and everytime seemed to be more pleasurable than the others. I pushed his shoulder, flipping us over again so I was straddling him. He bucked his hips and I let out a moan. I brought myself up, and dropped down against him, bringing us both to climax. We collapsed, panting on the bed, and he looked at me.
"I love you."
"I love you too."