So...Let me know what you think, I just need reassurance with these next few chapters. Thanks for reading!

It had been an hour that Tegan has been soaking in the bathtub, and by then, I had just finished my cleaning. I walked in the bedroom with my suitcase in tow. I began to walk to the dresser to open the door designated to my things, when I decided I didn't want to wear my clothes. I wanted to be wrapped in the smell of Tegan. And so I walked over inside the closet and rummaged through her half looking for her favorite oversized cotton shirt to wear with my underwear. I switched off the light of the closet, and closed the door behind me to respect Tegan's wishes to not have any doors open while she sleeps.

I shuffled my way across the cold hardwood floor, and looked at the messy state of her bed. The sheet was pulled off in one corner, and the whole bed just needed a fluffing. I began to tear apart the whole bed, and put a new set of sheets on it and fluffed the feather down comforter before fluffing the pillows as well. It was worth all the work because as soon as my head hit that pillow, my head sunk into it and my body was in heaven. I couldn't help but smile as I pulled the comforter to my chin. My bliss didn't last long, because It was then that the dark room lit up from the bathroom door being open. Tegan walked out, and though I couldn't see her because my side of the bed didn't give me that luxury, I could just sense the tension. I could also hear it in her steps.

"Are you happy now?" She asked, just as I heard the closet door opening. I knew better than to answer her, so I just pretended to be asleep. In reality, I listened to the way the hangers sounded as they angrily slid as she glided through the options. Then the clicking of the hangers as she took some type of clothing and put it on her body. The light switch was shut of harshly but the closet door was shut carefully. She was respecting that I was 'asleep' despite being ticked off at me. To be honest, I was seconds away from falling asleep, but I stayed up to know her next move. I was hoping she would join me in the bed, even if I knew there was no chance in hell she would snuggle into me like usual. Tegan doesn't cuddle when she's pissed. But I watched her walk out of the room, my eyes roaming the way her white oversized shirt glide with her body and flow that cut off just above her ass cheeks, which were hardly covered by the black underwear she wore.

It had only been a short time since she left. I had managed to fall asleep, but woke when I felt the bed shift as her body sunk into it. I somehow had forgotten all about our fight in the half asleep state I was in and on instinct, I moved and snuggled into her shoulder and flung a leg over her stomach. Before I could settle, she moved from her position on her back, and flipped onto her side and scooted to the edge of the bed. I was wide awake now. I hated when she denied me cuddles. She's never been so harsh with her rejection, though. I was severely deprived of contact with her. It had been almost two weeks we've been in this riff, which had made me crave her touch all the more.

"Tee…" I accidentally whimpered, instantly regretting it. I hadn't meant to say that out loud. I didn't want to let her know how vulnerable I feel. But she did. And she acted on it.

She rolled over on the bed, and I was startled when she hovered over my body and grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head. She glared into my eyes and I knew that look. I hated myself for loving that look. I knew what it meant.

Her nostrils flared at me and I knew she was gritting her teeth behind those pouty lips crammed shut. Those lips that angrily collided with mine as she roughly sucked my tongue to the point where it hurt. It hurt to the point where I was whimpering, but those whimpers meant I wanted more. I hated myself in the moment where she broke the kiss to growl at me. She broke the kiss to pry my shirt off, to rip my underwear off my legs. I hated myself for liking the way she harshly slammed her bony hips into me. I hated myself for fancying the way she rammed her two longest fingers in and out of my walls. I hated myself, for loving her harsh actions, the ones she was performing just to punish me. She hadn't a clue that I didn't take it as a punishment.

Her teeth bit at me in all different places. Her mouth sucked roughly and I knew she got lost in it. I knew her secret wish of always wanting to suck and bit this rough everytime we had sex. It was a secret fetish of hers.

She pulled herself out of the trance to concentrate on jack hammering her fingers into me, adding a third for 'punishment'. Just as I let out the loudest suppressed moan, she cut me off by putting a hand over my mouth but hard enough to the point where I couldn't breathe. Jesus, Tegan has no clue how hot I find her in this moment as she rocks my body and the whole bed as she works inside of me.

"You get mad at me…" She growled, huffing out of breath. "For trying to protect your feelings." She continued. I tried not to let my eyes drift shut in ecstasy, and focused in on her bobbing head above me.

"I just…wanted to…to keep you happy. To keep us happy. But you blew that up in my face without even realizing it. Do you know how shitty that made me feel?" She's so raw in this moment. The way her face is scrunched up in pain and pleasure, though I know she isn't getting herself off in any way sexually. Tears fell onto her hand that was over my mouth.I wanted to comfort her .

I shook my head against her hand. My muscles burned from the long term rocking that was also causing the mattress to slightly groan with our violent humps.

The force Tegan exerted on me grew stronger, and she sensed my need for air so she removed her hand and even went harder at me. I let out a huge gust of air that turned into a moan.

"Tee-Tegan," I moaned, encouraging her. She understands that I would say stop if I wanted her to. And I know she would if I asked her to. She could never harm me like this on purpose. I understand she's just blowing off steam. And I'm greatly benefiting from it.

"I understand you now." I told her honestly, just as I felt the orgasm building, before creating a ripple through me. In that moment, I felt like a complete idiot for being mad at her. She was the one who should have been mad at me for rejecting her way of protecting me, even if I would have liked to have known about Stacy. Tegan knows how uncomfortable and sad I get when her and Sara's past relationship is mentioned. We've managed for years to not ever bring it up. She was respecting me of that, and I betrayed her.

"I love you so much, Tegan." Tegan seemed to collapse next to me with a sob. She was ripping to shreds next to me, and so I spoke up.

"I love you with all my heart, you hear me?" I cried, sitting up over ontop of her, cupping my hand against her cheek to make her look at me.

"I'm never going to stop. I need you to understand that,"

She did look at me and she grabbed onto my wrist with a frantic nod of her head.

"I do. I love you too Linds," The tears were rolling off her cheeks the size of dimes. She looked tragically beautiful in the moonlight.

"I just can't stand us being mad at each other anymore. I can't deal with that." She choked, taking a moment to recover

"I forgive everything you've done, because I understand it was out of love," I told her, and she nodded leaning in to kiss my wet with tears lips.

"Let's calm down now honey, come on," I cooed, lying down next to her and snuggled my body against hers. We lay face to face, eye level as our lower halves entwined with each other.

Her fingers were stroking my cheek, and I was hypnotized in its glory.

"I'm sorry I was so rough with you," She spoke, her voice little and pained. "Oh god, all the bite marks," She gasped

"Don't be." I urged "I…I really enjoyed it."

She scoffed, light heartedly. "That wasn't the point, but I'm glad you enjoyed yourself."

"Well, I guess now you know my secret fetish."

She chuckled, and I was relieved everything was okay in this moment.