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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[solinvictus]

I'm not in the mood. If you want to know so badly, then talk to your brother.

[For as much as she wants to turn on her heel and leave, she doesn't. No, she was invited here; he said it was fine himself, why should she leave if Vergil is here? He would have to deal with Lady's presence here. He knew his brother well enough to expect Lady lurking around here. Although there is the fact that Lady is still abrasive and crass to him. She didn't like him, she couldn't stand him. He was still the same pompous ass he always was.]

I'm not leaving.

[sanctus]

Gold star for you, then.

[He doesn't bother turning around to address her properly, instead flipping through the book once more, to find where he was before he'd put it down. Seriously, does she honestly think he cares? Because he doesn't. Let her stay, if that's what Dante wishes. He has no plans to. Not really.

This is merely...A layover, really.]

Though I have to say you're remarkably like your father. He never comprehended leaving me in peace, either.

[solinvictus]

[He really can pinpoint what sets her off. Her face grows pale at the comment. It's been a few months since his death and years since Lady had bothered making any sort of emotional contact. So why does it rouse some pain when he says that? Lady doesn't really think about it. She ends up grabbing a stray glass cup from the counter and throws at him in anger, without thinking.]

[sanctus]

[She also underestimates his abilities in her anger. He can hear the glass coming at him before he bothers to turn, and reaches up, catching it. She has quite an arm for a human, though. He won't deny that, though it does't show on his face as he carefully, lightly sets it on the table next to him, along with his book.]

Temper, temper. [His eyes darken a moment at that, before a corner of his mouth kicks up, every so slightly.] It seems I've hit a nerve.

[solinvictus]

[Even in her anger, no matter how much the urge comes boiling in her blood to go over there and take her fist to his face, she knows she can't. She can't stand that feeling of anger and only having her words to reiterate that important fact.]

Don't talk about that man.

[She doesn't come rushing forward at him as much as she wants to and as much as she would with Dante. Dante was easier to come up to and hit. The fact he caught the glass isn't much of a surprise to her, but it still does infuriate her. She doesn't stroll up to hit him, rather to take his book out of his hands in her fury.]

Leave.