the hate sex meme

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the hate sex meme

1. Jealousy: Who are they sexting late at night? Did their gaze linger too long on your sexy neighbor? Time to confront them, show them that they are yours, that they belong with you and no one else.
2. Recently broken up: Breaking up is hard to do. The fights, the separation, the bad feelings that come with it. And sometimes lingering passions can make you have some intense reunions.
3. Long Time Enemies: Childhood rivals, competing companies, families, good vs. evil, whatever it is, you two do not get along. But hate can easily give way to a different sort of passion.
4. Taunting: You push and you push and you push, and they push back. Eventually one of you is going to snap, you can only ignore sexual tension for so long.
5. Just plain hate: You hate them. So much. And every time they look at you, you want to punch them in the face, but deep in your depraved mind you would really like to rip their clothes off and have some hot hate sex. Time to give in.
6. Wildcard: Pick from above or... got a different scenario in mind? Go crazy. Pick your own!

 

 

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[tricky_angel]

He panted slightly, skin flushed from the effects of the spell. "Stubborn fucking Winchesters..." He growled before slamming their mouths together in a violent kiss. He grasped Dean's hips, holding him in a vise grip against the bed, pressing against him.

[impala_is_my_baby]

If there was a response to that, it was lost in the crash of their mouths and Dean felt repulsed and drawn to him. His hands scrabbled at his shoulders until they found their way to his hair tugging at it hard. Hard enough to make any normal person feel pain.

[tricky_angel]

Gabriel was anything but normal. The tugging of his hair only made him moan, grinding down almost roughly against Dean. His hands moved up, finding Dean's shirt before ripping it open. The sound of the material rending and tearing made him smirk against Dean's lips.

[impala_is_my_baby]

Dean's hips bucked up, whether to meet Gabriel's or to remove him, was unclear even to him. He bit at the angel's lips hard when he heard the cloth of his shirt rip, intending to draw blood, make him pay for the ruined shirt.

[tricky_angel]

When he tasted his own blood he snarled, pulling back before dragging Dean's head back and going for his throat. Instead of biting he just sucked on the skin, drawing up dark bruises over his throat. His own clothing was ripped away as well though until both of them were naked on the bed.

[impala_is_my_baby]

Dean groaned, neck arching under the punishing mouth, not caring if they're naked and writhing together. He raked his nails down his back as a leg wrapped around his hips, pulling their lower bodies flush together.

[tricky_angel]

He groaned, biting hard as he continued grinding down against him. "Fuck, Dean." He growled, reaching between them and wrapping his fingers around Dean, squeezing.

[impala_is_my_baby]

There was a strangled cry when his hand closed around what turned out to a surprisingly interested hard-on. Dean bucked up, trying to get more friction, neck throbbing under the places he had sucked and bitten.

[tricky_angel]

He stroked firmly, smirking before pressing their lips together in another hard kiss. This time he bit Dean, sucking roughly. He might have been the stronger of the two, the more powerful, but he knew what he wanted.

He shifted up slightly until he was straddling Dean, letting go of him to grind down again.

[impala_is_my_baby]

There was a noise when he bit, and the coppery tang of blood was strong in the kiss. Battered, bruised, and just a little dazed, Dean watched him move, his hands flying to his hips when he ground down like that, and he let out a groan that shuddered through his body.

"Gab...Gabriel, what...?"

[tricky_angel]

He smirked, still grinding down roughly. "Shut up and fuck me already." He snarled, bending and kissing him again and again, stealing the hunter's breath away. Gabriel could handle much more than Dean could and this is what he wanted.