Lords of the Playlist
Authors note: The Powerpuff girls do not belong to me and as always, they have human appendages.
Greens ages variate between late teens/early twenties.
*Sex in this chapter (Non-explicit of course) – Please feel free to skip over this one if it makes you uncomfortable.
Track 75: Bully – Black Pistol Fire
Rough lips claimed plump red ones as his hips ground upwards into the body above him, eliciting a delicious moan of pleasure from the girl on top – both desperate for more friction between them.
He felt a pair of sharp teeth sink into his lower lip and pull demandingly, and he allowed a guttural moan to pass through them as he grabbed the back of the girl's neck with one hand, and the small of her back with the other – forcing her down onto his arousal-
A sudden, hard backhand to the left side of his face snapped him back to reality, and broke his rhythm, leaving him scrambling to keep himself together for the girl on top of him.
"What the fuck was that for?"
"I'm done."
"Are you fucking with me?"
"No. You heard me. I'm done."
Forest green eyes searched her panting, flushed face. "You're definitely not. You are doing it to fuck with me."
Lime green eyes gleamed mischievously as she pulled his hands off of her and pushed herself up off of him, causing him to groan unhappily as her weight left his body, leaving him wanting more of her addicting warmth.
He watched from his bed as she strolled over to the other side of his room – where their clothes had been discarded long ago – and began to dress herself. He watched in silent fury for a moment – feeling his neither region twitch from the abrupt neglect – and rubbed his face tiredly, hardly believing that she had the nerve to do something like that to him.
"You're fucking brutal sometimes, you know that Sunshine?"
She snorted as she pulled her shirt back on over her head. "Whatever. Just remember that we do this on my terms, or we don't at all. Just be lucky you're getting some."
"Sugar, Spice and Everything Nice my ass." He growled as he sat up and crossed the room so that he was standing behind her. Wrapping his arms around her trim waist, he buried his face into her hair and murmured so quietly, that if she didn't have super hearing, she wouldn't have heard it at all. "You're fucking mean."
"Not near as mean as you are." She shot back without missing a beat, as she pulled his hands off of her once more.
"You know, I've got half a mind to say that you're just using me." He had meant it to sound serious, but his voice cracked trying to hold back a laugh that he knew that she heard.
"And yet, I don't hear you complaining."
"I'm not. I find this side of you pretty hot actually. You could take a couple pages out of my book."
She finished putting on the rest of her clothes and turned around to face him. Looking up into his admittedly handsome face, she let out a small laugh that made his blood rush south again.
"I'm already way ahead of you there."
And before he could ask what she meant, she was gone.
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XxX
Bet you never though that I could be the one to let you down
So go on, use me up
Every line you cross is another one to bear the D down
I like it when you play too rough