Little Drabble Thing 3
*Wellll*
The door swung open, revealing your angry boyfriend. You sat down innocently on the bed you two shared but you knew exactly what you did.
He grabbed your wrist, pulling you off the bed and pushed you against the wall. His obvious anger created an aura around him, one that you weren’t afraid of.
At least not yet.
“You know what you did.”
“What did I do?”
“Don’t play dumb with me, Y/N. You always push my buttons.” A sly smile appeared on your face and he leaned in close to you.
“But you liked them, didn’t you?” Your hand fell dangerously close to his crotch, just above where you knew he wanted you.
“Quit teasing me, baby. It’s not going to help you.”
“Oh, but I think it’s working.” He kissed you roughly, knowing his words won’t get through to you but maybe action will. You found your hands gripping onto him and his lips moved harshly.
“G-God.” The softness of his lips against your skin, his teeth biting into your skin, the slickness of his tongue to smooth it over.
It was exhilarating.
Within moments, your back was pressed against the mattress with him on top of you. He was making your body powerless against his.
“You need to know who’s in control.”