i know i’m a gushy romantic butch but honestly… hate sex is a hot trope.
because you hate her, of course you. because she assumed you were straight when you first met and didn’t really pay you attention, plus she’s just got an ego doesn’t she? big mean butch, thinks she’s all that just cause she’s so sexy and - and -
and well you need to put up with her sometimes. she’s a friend of a friend and is always hanging around. (looking at you like she knows what you look like in your underwear. ugh, jerk!)
she won’t get out of your seat on movie night so you spend the whole movie in her lap to prove a point. she strums her fingers on your thigh and you wiggle into her crotch and cross your arms. she laughs and it’s soft against your neck. asshole.
she helps change your car tires when spring rolls around. thinks she looks like a real piece all right, her arms in that t-shirt while she does all the heavy lifting. pffff.
she leans against walls and acts all nonchalant while chatting with you. and she has the audacity to laugh and wink when you lightly smack her for looking at your chest. and only because she took so long to look - that shirt was sheer! ugh!
you make out with her in her truck because ugh, she’s such a loser, you can’t do it inside. you just sit on top of her and tug at each other and moan into each other’s mouths. then you walk away adjusting your clothes while she pants and stares after you and - and -
and you flirt with other people sometimes, but only when she’s around. and you make a point of reminding her that you’re not hers even while letting her keep an arm around your waist.
then you try to take HER seat on movie night - and this time it’s just the two of you, no excuse - but she can just pick you up and move you around. so you make a point of wrestling with her till she pins you on your belly and jerks up your ass. then you have to contend with yelping and trying not to moan when she takes her time smacking your ass. she has frustrations too, you suppose.
but next time she visits you get her on her back and sit on her face, and she makes you come twice just like that, making obscene noises into your pussy all the while.
and you hate her, you really do, and you let her know it by clawing up her backside and hooking your legs around her while she fucks you on the carpet because you didn’t make it past the living room. and she’s a jerk so of course she tells you how wet you are, how you’re pulling her in, how you’re flushed and sexy and gonna make her come, right inside you -
and you do come like that, but that’s neither here nor there. and at least you get the upper hand again when you roll her onto her back and pin her wrists down, and she gives you that ridiculous smirk before it gives way to pleasure and you start all over again.
