Chapter Two- Passionate Hatred

Red removed his robe carefully and dipped his toe into the hot tub. The bubbling water-like substance felt good on his tired skin. He sighed in sweet bliss and threw his robe aside. He slid into the tub slowly, enjoying every moment of peace. And once he was completely in, he closed his eyes and listened to the rhythmic bubbling of the tub.

His thoughts wondered back and forth between his duties and Purple's newfound love, both of which gave him a headache. So he decided it was best to not think about either and enjoy the alone time. He breathed in and out leisurely, a small smile on his face.

But the peace was broken when he heard someone enter the room. He growled softly and turned around to tell whomever it was to leave, but he stopped when he saw who the intruder was.

Tak stood there, looking back at Red with the same expression of surprise and displeasure. When she first entered, she saw him before he saw her and considered leaving and coming back at a different time. But it was too late. He'd seen her, and she refused to give him the satisfaction of warding her off. So she looked away from him haughtily and walked towards the other hot tub, only a few feet away from Red's.

Red watched her heatedly, hoping his glares would make her leave. But it was apparent that she was there to stay. He thought about making some remark on how the spa was reserved for royalty only, but he remembered that by Irken standards, she was now officially royalty and had as much access to the spas as he did. So, defeated, he sunk lower into the tub and blew angry bubbles through his mouth, not taking his eyes off of her.

Tak turned her back towards Red so he couldn't see anything and spread her robe out. She lowered herself into the tub, letting the robe catch on the side, until she was completely in. But having the Tallest Red out of her line of sight bothered her, and she moved into a different position in the tub till she could see him out of the corner of her eye. She laid her head back and rested, staying silent and keeping to herself.

Red narrowed his eyes in her direction. Her mere presence put him on the edge, and he watched her callously.

Tak let her eyes wonder over to him and she caught his glare. The two locked eyes for a moment, until Tak shot him a sarcastic smile, as if to mock him and his jealousy.

And that was enough for Red. "You know… it would have been nice if you had told us of your dealings with the Denorpthians," Red finally broke the silence.

"There was an opening and I went for it," she said, lifting her foot out of the Irken water and wiggling her toes.

"Did you even consider how your plans might interfere with Operation Impending Doom 2?"

"Don't talk to me about Impending Doom," Tak said arrogantly, not even bothering to look at him, "I reviewed Impending Doom's strategy and noticed there were several errors in planning."

"Like what," Red asked indignantly.

"You want details, you can go ask General Blark on your own time," she said, gingerly looking at her claws.

Red huffed loudly and crossed his arms over his chest in a pout. "I am one of the Almighty Tallest. You have to do as I say. I outrank you," Red stated.

"And if I don't, you can charge me for treason, send me to prison, yada yada yada," Tak said mockingly, opening and closing her hand like a chattering mouth to ridicule Red and his delusions of grandeur.

Red began to boil over with anger, his cheeks turning a bright purple.

Tak folded her arms on the side of the tub and rested her chin on them, looking directly at Red. "Newsflash, Redsy… you need Purple's consent to charge a fellow member of royalty for a crime," she said, smiling at him wickedly.

Red gritted his teeth and stood up in the hot tub. "Listen you little strattler! I am getting sick and tired of you distracting Purple from his work and screwing up the political order around here! I'm warning you! If you continue making my life a living hell, I'll… I'll…," Red stuttered in his anger.

"You'll what," Tak threatened back, acid dripping from each word. To stand off against him, she stood up as well, revealing the top half of her torso to him. She did not try to cover herself up. She wanted to prove that she did not fear him, in any aspect.

Red looked at her for a moment, but cast his eyes away. It was no longer the mating year, so he wasn't slave to his worm anymore. His normal personality had taken over, but that didn't mean he wasn't physically attracted to her. If it had been the mating year, he probably would have jumped her the second the robe came off. But now, he was trying to show some sense of decency.

Tak snuffed his gesture of modesty. She knew the real thoughts going on in his mind. But that wasn't the issue at hand. "You think that just because you are taller than everyone else that makes you smarter. You have such a big ego that you can't even swallow the fact that you might be wrong for once in your pitiful existence," she snarled in his direction.

In the heat of the moment, Red forgot about being modest and looked straight at her to emphasis his point. "And you think that just because you are Purple's new favorite whore, you can go around making huge political decisions at you own whim," he growled back at her.

"You are just jealous that you can't rape Purple whenever you feel like it anymore, because now he has me to protect him from a scrawny-dick coward like you," she retorted.

Red was so infuriated, he was shaking. "You think you can take me, bitch," he said, putting a foot outside the tub in a threatening display.

Tak shot him an irate glare. "I know I can, slut," she said, mirroring his movement.

Apparently, that was the last straw, because Red thoughtlessly jumped out of his hot tub and ran towards hers, yelling in aggression.

Tak was taken off guard by his bold move and only had time to hold up her arms in defense.

But it did her little good, for Red grabbed her roughly by the antenna and tried to pull her out of the tub. But Tak pulled backwards with just as much strength, making the pain even worse. So she grabbed his wrists and sunk her sharp claw-like fingers into them.

Red yelled loudly in pain and let go very suddenly, causing Tak to fall back into the Irken water. After a few seconds underwater, her head broke the surface, but was quickly force back down by a firm hand on top of her head. Red had jumped in and was now trying to drown her.

Tak realized what was happening and took a swift swipe with her sharp fingers at Red's torso. Three neatly made lines of blood appeared on his abdomen and clouded the water. Almost instantly, Red let go and fell back against the side of the tub, yelling in agony.

Like a sea monster, Tak rose out of the water furiously and wrapped her hands around his neck, squeezing tightly.

Red grabbed her wrists, trying to free his neck, but her grip was too strong. So he reached out and snatched her neck in his claws as well, squeezing just as hard. Both began coughing and gagging wildly, but neither relinquished their hold on the other. It was a stalemate of death.

Tak and Red looked at each other, both seeming extremely worried if the other was going to let go. They exchanged a glance of agreement and, in a mutual sense, released each other at the same time.

Tak fell into Red, exhausted and coughing, while Red leaned his head forward and rested it on her shoulder, drained by the strangling. They stayed like that for a moment, just catching their breath, until Tak pulled back and looked down at Red with a strange gaze. Consequently, she was sitting on Red's lap, straddling his waist, a very suggestive position to say the least.

Red looked up at her with a similar expression. He knew he hated her, but for some reason, their struggle for power excited him in more than one way. His worm began to wriggle around inside his pouch. He stared up at her, still breathing deeply. Her eyes were half opened but her teeth were gritted. He couldn't tell if she was getting excited or if she was still pissed off.

Tak looked down at his neck. He was marked with purplish gashes where her fingers had been. She touched them lightly, as if to study the damage she had done. Caressing his neck and chin, she stared him right in the eyes.

"I hate you," she said.

"I hate you, too," he replied, looking back at her.

"Now let's do it," she gasped.

"Yes ma'am," he said.

Tak leaned down and began biting his neck. Red wrapped his arms around her roughly and held her closer, sucking and nipping her silky shoulder.

Both moaned loudly together, letting their hands explore each other heatedly. Tak put her arms around his neck and scratched his back. Red threw his head back and groaned in a blend of pain and absolute bliss. Tak sat up on him and looked down between his legs. It was hard to see through the water, but his worm was beginning to make its way out.

While Tak was sitting up right, Red took the opportunity to look at her Irken breasts. He lunged forward and bit one, causing Tak to wail unexpectedly. In retaliation, she dived towards him, grabbing one of his antennas in her teeth, pulling at it while he continued biting and sucking her nipple.

"I hate… authoritarian… women," Red said, taking big breaths.

"And I hate chauvinistic men," Tak replied, her words muffled by the antenna in her teeth.

Red grabbed her underneath her thighs and lifted her up. Without a second thought, he forced his worm upward, straight into her womanhood, earning an elated scream for his actions.

"Oh god, yes," Tak screamed, throwing her arms around his neck, scratching and biting his back, shoulders, and neck.

Red dug his claws into her thighs enthusiastically. Small clouds of purple blood erupted and dissipated in the Irken water for a moment. All the while Tak gritted her teeth from the pain, refusing to lose this new battle they were engaged in.

Red was having a hard time not screaming at the top of his lungs, both from pain and bliss. Tak's biting and scratching were showing blood, and small rivulets of the purple liquid ran down his back and chest, disappearing in the water. But the pain drove him forward, guiding Tak up and down on his worm forcefully.

Tak pressed against him and locked her lips on his. While she was close, Red used the opportunity to be on top and he quickly flipped her around so she was up against the side.

Tak hated the feeling of her back hitting the wall of the tub over and over with each thrust, so she raised herself up and sat on the edge, Red following her movements. She scooted back until she was completely out of the tub, but Red jumped her and pinned her beneath him on the floor.

He looked down at her, a beastly feeling coming over him. The hate he felt for her only made his actions more taboo and pleasurable. He regained his position and forced his worm inside her again.

She wrapped her arms around him, one hand holding the back of his head, the other digging into his back.

He returned the advance by locking his arms around her torso, still thrusting steadily. Tak's expression of gritted teeth and clenched eyes made it hard to realize she was enjoying the hell out of their experience. Red had his eyes shut tight and his mouth agape for heavy breathing.

The watery substance of the tub dripped off their bodies and made clear purple puddles on the floor, the rivulets of blood mixing with it. With every movement, the puddles splashed, combining with the small squishing noise of Red's worm going in and out.

The two added to the symphony of sexual music with groans and screams. But as both neared the edge, the music began to crescendo. Red clenched her body closer to his, picking up his pace. Tak arched her back, and bit down into his shoulder. Red felt as though he could take it no longer and finally released himself with a loud scream. And with a few more thrusts, Tak reached her peak as well.

Red nearly collapsed right on top of her, but supported himself just enough to rest his forehead on hers. They stared at each other, breathing deeply and not saying a word. Tak suddenly smiled up at him as if she were thinking of something funny. Red laughed breathlessly and placed a single kiss on her lips, which she accepted happily.

With what little strength he had left, he rolled off of her. His body splashed the puddles as he laid back and stared up at the ceiling. Tak also looked up and thought over what had just happened. It was almost funny to say the least. They started this whole ordeal hating each others' guts but ended it with sex.

"So what exactly should we call that," Tak asked.

"Hate sex," Red responded with a smile and a shrug.

"Sounds good to me," Tak said, laughing a little.

Red rolled over onto his side and supported his head with one hand. "You know this will change nothing," he said, still smiling at her.

"Oh no," she disagreed, "Things will change."

Red raised both eyebrows at her optimism. Maybe she was right. Maybe this was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Hate sex is the best kind, I've decided. A short sex scene compared to my others, but just as sweet in my opinion.