bakerstreet | the hate sex meme

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the hate sex meme

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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[The chair leg turns to ash in his grasp as he moves his head back in an attempt to avoid the slap to the face, but he doesn't move fast enough and her nail graze across his face leaving angry scratch marks on his cheek.

The fabric of her shirt tears in his grasp as his now free hand attempts to restrain her. His voice coming out in an angry growl.]

Prove your loyalty!

[Roughly his fingers graze over his sigil on her skin.]

There are always consequences for betraying a god you have pledged yourself too. By all rights, I could skin him alive, while forcing you to watch.

[The way his voice changes to something dark but almost responsible in tone doesn't quite match up to his words.]

Is it really such a taxing demand on you that you stay away from one that covets you?

[She looks ready to struggle out of his grasp yet again, and attack. she's like a cornered and angry animal, ready to lash out at him when given the chance.]

No. But the threats and your suggestion that I've done something wrong for just fucking talking to someone I consider a mere friend is pissing me off!

[A snarl. She tries to wriggle out of his grasp but fails.]

I'll have to give him a reason for ignoring him! Something like 'My jealous boyfriend is being irrational?'

You belong to me! I am well within my rights not want another man's covetous gaze upon you!

[The fact that she continues to act defiantly only serves to convince him, that is time he reclaim her and show her why she belongs to him in the first.

There's nothing gentle or loving in his actions as he suddenly leans in give her a possessively rough kiss. ]

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[She growls as he kisses her, well aware of the possessiveness behind it. She pulls away only to bite down on his lower lip, hard enough to possibly draw blood.]

I have done nothing wrong.

[She hisses, nipping at his ear roughly as she utters that final word.]

[He hisses at the way she bites down on his lip, but the taste of his blood doesn't derail him.]

Then why do you continue to act guiltily?

[He growls right back, biting down at the base of her neck where the shoulder connects. His teeth partly sinking into her skin as he roughly suckles at the flesh there.]

I'm...

[She groans as he bites at her neck, tilting her head back automatically for him.]

not!

[In return, she grabs his hair, pulling it roughly.]

[He inhales sharply pulling back from her neck. Only to immediately rip her shirt further to expose her bra clad breasts.]

Yes, you are!

[He says the words pointedly as he pulls down on the front of her bra, causing one of her breasts to come loose. Immediately he mouth covers the entirely of her nipple and areola and roughly begins to suckle her breast. While his other hand grips her waist to make sure she stays in his grasp.]

[She squirms, but there's no way she's getting out of his grip. Her head rolls back, pushing her chest out as he begins to suckle her breast. Her nails rake down his scalp and neck, her other hand gripping his shoulder tightly. She can't help moaning under his ministrations, shuddering and licking her lips.]

You fucking bastard. Want me to get on my knees and beg for forgiveness?

[Her words are part teasing and part irritation and sarcasm, as her hand rakes down his back nice and slowly.]

[He pulls back from her breast, to crush his lips to hers in another possessive kiss, before he breaks it to reply to her snide question.]

It would be a start, wench. Although if you get on your knees in front of me, I expect more than mere begging.

[His words are low and heated, despite his own irritation there is a bit of playfulness present in his tone. Though he doesn't wait for another snide comment to come out of her mouth, before he's pulling her other breast free and dipping his head down to suckle upon it.]

[Indeed, she goes to bite right back at him, but all she manages is a purr as he lavishes her with attention. She brings one leg up to rub against his, while slowly swaying her body. More soft sounds escaping her lips.]

Only a start? What else would you have me do?

[She does manage a chuckle, even though her blood still boils. She's mocking him. Teasing him. He has really managed to grind her gears and she will only continue with her snide words.]

[He bites at her nipple in response to her snide questions. His hand slips under the hem of her skirt and his fingers begin to rub at her folds through her panties.]

What else do you think?

[As he puts emphasis on that last word, he brushes the lacy fabric aside to rub at her folds directly.]

[Circling her hips against his hand, she moans softly and licks her lips Her hand slides down his back, gripping his rear as her thighs part, giving him better access to her.]

Damn it! Fucking asshole.

[She still snarls, despite her receptiveness to him.]

Oh, you wish to be reminded why you are mine that badly, do you?

[He asks, pressing himself into her as he rips one side of her panties, causing the fabric to slide down one of her legs.

Roughly he pushes to fingers inside her and begins thrusting them as he leans in to bite down on her neck and shoulder again.]

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[She grinds against his fingers, unable to hide how much she loves the way he treats her so roughly. Panting and moaning loudly, she claws at his shirt and attempts to tear it off, while tilting her head back.]

Fuck! This the best you can do?

I have only just started.

[He volleys back, before pulling his fingers free and suddenly attempting to bend her over one of the barstools in order to give him access to her back.

Fully intent on fucking the insolence out of her.]

[She gasps, suddenly gripping the edge of the stool as he bends her over roughly. Legs splayed on either side and her rear in the air, she squirms a little and circles her rear. Biting her lip as she looks over her shoulder at him with silent anticipation.]

[He leans over, pressing his weight into her back, the bulge in his pants brushing against her rear. He licks over her ear before biting her earlobe and then speaking in a low voice.]

I shall never willing let anyone else have you.

[Suddenly he rips the reminder of her shirt away and unlatches the back of her bra. Pressing a palm down on the center of her back, he pushes himself upright and quickly frees his cock from the confines of his trousers.

Again he leans forward the tip of his erection brushing against her folds before he roughly pushes inside her and begins to pound into her. The barstool creaking and rocking under their weight.]

No one else will.

[She sighs with irritation, feeling her clothing tear and loosen roughly from her slender frame. His hand pressing down on her. Keeping her there, bent over that bar stool and completely at his mercy.]

I don't want anyone else.

[Her words are punctuated with a moan, feeling him slide inside her, pounding her hard and making her grip the stool tightly. Panting and groaning, she begins to buck against him, turning her head to try and look up at him with a heated gaze.]

[His hand slides up her back to grab her shoulder as he leans down to press a kiss to her lips.]

No other man is allowed to look at you with love in his eyes, Helen. I shall not allow it.

[His use of the word 'love' rather than 'lust' is emphasized further by the extra hard thrust of his cock inside her.]

He does not look at you as a man looks at a friend or even as a man looks at woman he lusts for.

[He grabs a hold of her chin and presses his lips against her cheek. His next words come out as a heated moan, but the agitation is still mixed in.]

He looks upon you as though he is falling in love.

[A loud squeal is her reply as he thrusts hard inside her, though she keeps her head turned, a look of understanding reflecting in her eyes amidst the aggravation and the lust beginning to stir within her.]

Then I will set things straight with him. I-nn.

[She gasps, her grip tightening even more. Nails digging into the cushion so hard that it's a wonder she hasn't torn it.]

-don't want you to feel threatened. Nothing is ever going to happen between us.

[Her words are sincere, as is her tone. And she looks at him the entire time, just to show how earnest she is.]

[He moves his grasp down to her torso, his arm resting over her breasts as he continues to take her from behind. Though his thrusts do become less harsh at her words as it finally seems she understands his anger.]

Good.

[He simply states, continuing to hold her possessively as he thrust inside her still hard but a more slowly now. He moves his arm back a bit so that his hand covers the entire area over her heart.]

I am far too greedy to share your love with anyone else.

[He whispers against her ear.]

I'm all yours. I promise.

[She purrs, releasing one hand from the edge of the stool and placing it over his, as a way of confirming her promise to him. She does understand where he's coming from. She really does. She just likes having things explained to her in a non-aggressive manner.]

I'm sorry

[And that's a huge step coming from Helen. But, again, she can see his point. She moans against him, while giving him a smile. An apologetic one at that.]

Then it is settled.

[Instinctively he pulls them both upright a bit further, his other hand slipping around her waist to rest on her pelvis. The remainder of both their clothing entirely vanishes as he nuzzles his face into the nap of her neck. A clear sign he accepts her apology.]

Mmm, do you forgive me, my love?

[He presses a kiss to her shoulder blade. Despite the fact that his cock is still buried inside her, he continues to hold her back against his chest possessively but also affectionately. His moment of insanity seeming to pass.]

[She can't help but smile, pleased that he seems to have overcome his irrational madness. Luckily for him, she can't be angry at him for too long, squeezing his hand. Reaching up to cup the back of his head with her other.]

'course I do.

[She nuzzles him back, stroking his hair and face with affection. Murmuring words of love under her breath.]

[Instinctively he leans in to claim her lips again as he slowly begins to thrust his cock inside of her once more. While there is still a need to reclaim her in his actions, there is no more anger or jealousy fueling his desire.

Thus he doesn't feel the need to manhandle her. Instead his fingers begin to rub her clit, while his other hand begins to gently knead her breasts. He breaks the kiss to softly murmur his own words of love to her as well as relate his need for her.]

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