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Kink 8: Anonymous: Argument escalates into an angry!sex against the wall.
Closing Statements
Annie had only just opened the lock on her door when she felt a hand grabbing her arm, pushing her through. She looked up at Jeff, wide-eyed as he slammed the door behind him.
"What the Hell was that?" he demanded. She stepped back away from him, slightly afraid having never seen him so angry before.
"What was what?" she asked, timidly.
"The end of things? What the Hell, Annie? Why would you end things?"
"I just thought it was implied that it was over," she explained, genuinely surprised by his reaction.
"Why would you assume that?" he asked.
"Because without Greendale I don't have any logical reason to meet you anymore—we'd have to at least tell Troy and Abed about it," she explained, her voice raising slightly to become more even with his.
"So?" She rolled her eyes.
"Really, Jeff? There's no way you'd want them to know."
"Why not?"
"Because you thrive on secrecy. We both know that's what made this so much fun for you." He stepped back, literally taken aback at the suggestion.
"Why on earth would you even think that?" She rolled her eyes.
"Come on, Jeff. Literally the moment the group found out about you and Britta, the two of you ended... whatever it was you had going on. Why would this be any different?" Jeff crossed his arms, irritated.
"Annie, if I was actually concerned about secrecy, do you really think we would have done it in the Dreamatorium while Abed and Troy had a John Candy marathon?" Annie opened her mouth to respond, but Jeff continued, hammering through occasions. "Or how about when we fucked in my car during a group potluck? Or when you had a vibrator inside you for an entire school day? Or when you gave me a hand job while sitting on the inflatable sofa behind Troy and Abed?"
"What's your point?" she demanded.
"My point, Annie, is that when I want to be discreet, I act discreet. You know why nobody knew about me and Britta? Because we were careful. You and me? We weren't careful. We were practically begging to get caught."
"Why the Hell would you want to get caught?"
"Because I love you, you idiot!" Annie stopped only briefly to consider those words, before ploughing onward.
"Wait a minute... you stole that from Gilmore Girls!" Jeff ground his teeth slightly.
"Yeah, well... you know I stole that from Gilmore Girls." She rolled her eyes.
"Jeff, it's not fair for you to just throw that out there whenever you don't get your way!"
"Seriously? Is that what you think this is?"
"Well what the Hell else am I supposed to think? We've been doing this for months, you could have said it any other time."
"Like when?"
"Oh, I don't know, maybe in the lake tonight, or in the car. Or, you know, weeks or months ago!"
"What the Hell was I supposed to say? "Oh, hey Annie, I know you've made it exceedingly clear that you have no interest in a romantic relationship with me, but I just wanted to let you know that I'm in love with you. No pressure'."
"When have I ever made it clear that I don't want to be with you?"
"Umm, every fucking time I brought it up. One time you literally stuck your panties in my mouth when I suggested a date." She crossed her arms with a huff.
"I didn't hear you complaining when you had my panties in your mouth."
"That's because I had your panties in my mouth—that typically puts a stop to the thing saying!"
"You liked that!"
"Okay, you caught me! I like have your panties in my mouth. I like having your tongue in my mouth, and your earlobe in my mouth, and your finger in my mouth, and your tits in my mouth, and your clit in my mouth, and, fuck, I don't know, you're elbow in my mouth!"
"My elbow?"
"Point missed, Annie. I like having you in my mouth. I'm a dude, you're hot, you taste good, I like fucking you. Big fucking revelation!"
"So you don't love me, you just like sleeping with me!"
"I didn't say that!"
"Then what the Hell are you saying?"
"I already said it!"
"Under duress!"
"Oh for fuck's sake," Jeff said in a huff. In a quick movement he closed the gap between them, pushing her hard into the wall. "You don't like how I say it? Fine! I'll fucking show you." Annie didn't have a moment to contemplate what was happening before Jeff's lips were fused with hers, and her legs were hoisted around his waist by large, strong hands. Her body was shoved roughly against the wall and his erection pushed hard into her centre.
"Yea, 'cause this is gonna prove you don't just want me for sex," Annie said in between kisses.
"Shut up and let me fuck you," Jeff mumbled against her mouth.
Together, they fought against the wall, hands fisting in shirts and dress hems, pulling and kneading and ripping until every scrap of clothing had been torn from their bodies. Jeff wasted no time pushing three fingers into her, finding her wet and ready for him as she ground down into his hand, mewling and crying out at the suddenness of the invasion.
"You have any more complaints?" he asked, pumping his fingers into her roughly. She held on around his neck tighter, nails digging painfully into the skin of his back.
"Shut up and fuck me, Jeff," she ground out. He met her gaze with one just as intense before ripping his fingers from her core and plunging his cock into her wetness, bottoming out on the first stroke. Annie cried out at the sensation, and immediately began moving her hips against his, desperate for more.
Jeff didn't waste time. He had something to prove, and he knew it. He pulled out and in another swift thrust, pushed all the way back in, setting up a punishing pace. With each thrust, Annie hit the wall a little harder, but she couldn't be bothered to care. All she could feel was the place where they were joined, and the incredible burn of his cock filling her rapidly.
After a few moments, Jeff readjusted, putting his arms under each of her legs, spreading her even wider for him and forcing her to hold on tighter to him, lest she tumble to the ground. In this position, he pumped in and out with even more fury, fucking away his frustrations as he pulled her hard against him. She began bouncing off of him with more athleticism than he was aware she was capable of, which only made him want to have her more.
There was still so much he didn't know about her. He needed to know it all. He needed to know her inside and out. He needed to touch every part of her body and know how every part of her felt against him. He wanted to taste every inch of her skin, and then fuck it. He didn't even care if it wasn't a place one could traditionally fuck—he just wanted it. He wanted it all.
And if he couldn't have it all, he would take everything he could possibly get out of this final moment between them.
Annie began shuddering against him and losing her grip on his neck as she quickly came undone. Jeff pushed her back flush against the wall and readjusted so he was once against holding her upright as he pounded into her, coming with a ferocity that he had only rarely felt. Every muscle in his body tensed as he filled her with staggered thrusts. His breaths came in loud, heavy gasps that forced him to refill his lungs quickly, lest he give in to the spots appearing before his eyes.
And when he came down, they shuddered together against the wall, a mess of sweat and sex hair and mixed bodily fluids seeping out of the space where they were still connected.
Jeff fell against Annie, breathing heavily into her neck as he fought to keep his balance. With a final jolt of energy, he pulled her from the wall and turned them around, sliding down the wall into a seated position as Annie's knees came to rest on either side of his legs. She leaned forward, resting her forehead against his shoulder as she, too, caught her breath.
"I wasn't going to do this tonight," Annie mumbled into him after several moments. His brow furrowed.
"Wasn't going to do what?" She pulled her head from him and sat up straight, her hands resting on her thighs.
"I wasn't going to end things. I thought I'd give it a few more weeks... but then the whole lake think happened, and I just knew..." she let her voice trail off as tears sprung to her eyes. Jeff shot his hand out to capture the one rogue droplet that fell.
"You knew?"
"I knew I loved you," she admitted softly. "And I tried not to. I tried not to let myself, because that's not what this was. I was supposed to be a grown up and be able to separate and compartmentalize these things, but I can't. I thought I could, but then tonight it didn't feel like sex anymore, it felt like we were making love, and I just couldn't keep trying to convince myself that I didn't love you." Jeff reached forward to cup her face in his hands.
"It felt different tonight because it was different, Annie," he explained. "Maybe it wasn't a conscious decision, but tonight I was making love to you. I've wanted to make love to you for so long, and it just happened." He stopped a moment, taking a breath and looking off into the space behind Annie. "I've never wanted to make love with anyone before."
"Then why me?" she asked quickly. His eyes shot back to hers.
"Why not you?" she bit her lip.
"After three years, I kind of got the impression you weren't interested in loving me."
"Truth?" he asked, forcing eye contact. She nodded hesitantly. "After 35 years, I wasn't interested in loving anybody. But I love you, Annie. I need you to believe that."
"I do," she quietly said. Jeff quirked a small smile.
"You do?" she nodded.
"I guess I just needed to be convinced. I'm like that sometimes. Cynical." He raised an eyebrow.
"Annie, you're the least cynical person I know." She huffed a small laugh.
"Maybe optimism is just my cover. It's easier to pretend things are going to be okay than it is to sink into your genuine belief that they wont be." Jeff dropped his hands to hers and held them both.
"Annie, I can't promise you that I'm going to be good at this. God knows, my track record kind of speaks for itself. But I'm willing to try, if you are." She waited a moment before her lips turned ever-so-slightly upward.
"Even if it means you occasionally watch Glee with me?" A look of abject horror donned on his features, causing Annie to break out laughing. "Maybe just Gilmore Girls, then."
"Gilmore Girls I can do," he amended, relaxing slightly. Annie bit her lip.
"Does this mean we're going to tell the group? Make it official?"
"Facebook official, even," Jeff teased. Annie laughed lightly and leaned forward, kissing him gently.
"Thanks for running me down like a madman," she teased. He smiled widely.
"Well, geez, if I knew all I had to do to get you to be with me was attack you when you were alone in your apartment, I would have done it months ago." Annie made a face.
"Okay, our love story is going to need some fine tuning." Jeff laughed out loud and wrapped his arms around her, pulled her to him tightly.
"Just be sure to leave out the part about the vibrator when we tell my mom," he teased. Annie giggled against him, sinking into his embrace. They stayed that way until the chill in the air reached their skin, and then parted only briefly enough to collect their clothes and retire to Annie's bed. There would be time enough for discussion and details in the morning.
End
Thanks for sticking with me guys. I'm really relieved that this is done, just because I don't typically challenge myself to write so much so quickly. Hopefully you're pleased with this resolution.
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