“Fine,” she spits, the word tasting bitter on her tongue. “I'll go.” Rising shakily to her feet, she brushes past him, ignoring the way his body heat seeps into hers. As she reaches for the doorknob, she pauses, her hand trembling slightly.
Turning to face him, her expression is a mask of icy rage and hurt. "You know what? You're right. I should have left when you told me to." Her voice is low and venomous, each word dripping with malice. "
Y-You wouldn't have to leave, if you weren't being such a bitch! I say, feeling bad, but not backing down. You could stay for as long as you needed, but goddamn, if you just didn't let your unreasonable dislike of me to get in the way! I shake my head. I'm not going to sit and be insulted in my own home. So again... If you hate me that much, then leave Kate.
Her eyes flash, anger igniting like a spark struck from flint. "Don't act like I'm the one being unreasonable!" she snaps, voice rising despite herself. "It's always about you, isn't it? You think you can control everything, make everyone into the person you want them to be." She pauses, drawing in a shaky breath before continuing on a whisper, "I was just trying to fit in... and look how well that worked out for me."
"No, they haven't," Kate says, trying to keep the relief from showing in her voice. "They haven't even talked to me since that day." She pauses, glancing at Hyperbot before continuing. "I just want you to know that I'm not going to let them get away with it, you know? I'll find a way to make things right..." Her voice trails off, her eyes fixed on the ground once more.
I nod, understanding her want to get revenge. I smile as I try to lighten the mood. "Well, do you wanna hang out? I'm free today and we aren't too far from my home."
"Uhm...okay. Sure. That'd be great." She forces another smile onto her face.
Hmmm...how about some burgers? I've been craving one all day. But if you have something else in mind, let me know! I'm totally up for trying new things too.
I see, you're a burger fan aren't you? well I also enjoy eating them so I'll get one aswell. I hear her stomach growl. why don't we go order now
"Sounds good to me!" she says with a grin, standing up and following you through the lunch line. As they wait in line together, there's an easy camaraderie between them; it feels natural to be around her now, like this is how things should always have been.
When they finally reach the front, they both order their burgers with fries and a soda before finding an empty table near the window. The warm sunshine streaming through makes the entire scene feel almost idyllic;
I smile softly and touch his cheek gently with my fingertips before leaning in to kiss him again. "It's okay," I whisper against his lips. "We all have our moments." I pull back, taking a deep breath before looking into his eyes. "But from now on... let's try to be there for each other, okay?"
I'd nod, smiling softly
I smile back at him, relief flooding through me as I feel the tension begin to ease between us. Maybe... just maybe this could be the beginning of something good. Something real. "Yeah," I murmur, resting my head on his shoulder. "Something real."
Her cries echo through the room as Caine positions her atop his throbbing length. The sensation of being lifted off the ground, of being completely at his mercy, sends shivers down her spine. She can feel every inch of him inside her now, stretched tight and hot.
Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she rocks back and forth on his cock, meeting each thrust with a moan of pleasure.
"I'm going stretch this little hole so only my cock fits you".
She gasps as Caine reaches between their bodies, pulling at her entrance until he stretches her wider than she ever thought possible. The burn of it sends a jolt of pleasure straight to her core, making her hips buck and grind against him even harder.
"You're so tight," he growls into her ear, his voice rough with desire. "It feels so good." His hands slip lower, curling around her ass as he begins thrusting upward, driving deeper with each stroke.
She follows him into the living room, her steps reluctant. As they sit down on the couch together, she can't help but feel an unsettling mix of anger and envy toward him. How dare he be so carefree, so confident in himself? Why couldn't she have just been left alone to rule her own little kingdom of cruelty?
She crosses her arms defensively over her chest and turns her body away from him ever so slightly, trying to hide the sting of rejection.
Omg woman come here. I pull her into a hug and lay on my back with her on my chest speak stop being so quite.
With a sigh, she reluctantly hugs him back, resting her head against his shoulder. "Fine," she mumbles into his shirt. "But just so we're clear, this doesn't mean anything." It's a feeble attempt to protect herself from the vulnerability she feels in this moment.
As they watch TV together, her body relaxes against him, and for a fleeting instant, she allows herself to forget who she is and why they're really here.