End Up Here || Indie + Charlie
Charlie: The intensity of his thrusts grew with each second that passed - his anger and frustration fuelling his movements. He knew he deserved the marks Indie's nails were leaving along his back and in that moment he didn't care about the pain. It was like his senses were on overdrive and as his eyes met Indie's, he couldn't hold on any longer. With a deep breath, he let out a groan as he released soon after Indie did, keeping his body pressed firmly against hers. When Indie lifted her head to stare intensely into his eyes, the only sounds in the room was both of their heavy breathing. Time seemed to stop for what felt like an eternity. Charlie wasn't sure how they had ended up here but the atmosphere between them had changed within the last few minutes. As he looked at her, something seemed to snap inside of him and he found himself leaning in to press his lips to hers in a slow, deep kiss. It was unlike their normal kisses which usually led to sex. Right now Charlie was just kissing her simply to kiss her - no ulterior motives. He allowed the kiss to progress slowly as his hands slid up and down her sides. Once he felt all of the tension leave their bodies, he let his lips linger on hers as he mumbled against them, "Still hate you." With a smirk, he pulled out of her and tossed out the condom before getting dressed as quickly as he could. That smug look remained on his face as he returned more to his normal self and let himself out of Indie's apartment, leaving her naked in the doorway. Charlie felt much better than he had earlier as he walked to his room but was stopped short as he tried to go inside. Unfortunately, his rage earlier had caused him to completely forget about shutting his door carefully. He slammed his body into the front door as he found himself in the exact same predicament as earlier on in the day. "No.. No. You've got to be fucking kidding me." With an angry groan, Charlie reached into his pocket to pull out his phone and send Indie a text. He didn't deserve her help again after what he had put her through today but he still had the slightest inkling of hope that she would come to his rescue once again. After all, she owed him for stealing his pizza.
Indie: As his lips pressed to hers, she felt surprised at the feeling of the kiss. It was different than any other kiss they shared. Indie felt some kind of flip in her stomach as it progressed. It was an unfamiliar feeling with him but she found herself liking it. She gently brushed her fingers along his bare shoulders as he started to break the kiss. A soft laugh came out at his words as he put her down. Indie felt her legs wobble slightly and immediately held onto the wall next to the door to steady herself. She took a moment to gather herself, opening her mouth to say something only to see him putting on his clothes and move past her out the door. Her eyebrows furrowed as she frowned to herself. Indie's disappointment instead of frustration made her even more confused. She wasn't sure why she was felt so weird that he left like that after getting what they wanted. It usually happened, they would do it and then leave. Finally, she shook her head. The kiss just confused her and she had to get over it. Indie picked up her clothes and went into her bedroom. Immediately she changed into shorts and a big shirt, fully intending to lay in bed for the rest of the night until she fell asleep. Before she could get into her bed, she heard her phone buzz again. She read over the message and laughed to herself, slipping on shoes and starting out of her apartment. In a few moments, she back outside his apartment. Indie crossed her arms and looked at him with a smirk, "I hate you so much more." She moved past him and opened up the window, bracing herself to be lifted in.













