Hello, my dears. Another piece here that was intended for something else, but I'm deciding to post to this fic. Hope you all enjoy. :)
Slap
"Fuck you!" Kirsty raised her hand, intending to strike out at her Cenobite lover, who'd just uttered something of a backhanded compliment which came across as an insult to her.
Arguments between them were often few and far between, but when they did come to quarrel, it could be explosive. So explosive that it oftentimes concluded in sex. But this time, she wanted so much to wipe the smug smirk off of the Cenobite's face, yet with the neat array of nails sunk into most of his face, she had found it almost impossible, and painful, to slap him.
In place of indignation and shock was pure arousal and approval. The Cenobite's smirk grew as he hoisted the girl over his shoulder, and carried her to his chambers like a damsel.