“No, then what did you want.” she growled, the whole situation had gotten to her more then she would ever admit. Three years she’d been with him, before that she’d never even had a semi serious relationship, so that time with him alone should have been enough, should have told him at least that she loved him, at least as much as she was capable of. But it hadn’t been, despite her telling him over and over again, he’d ignored it, seeming to think that he could change her, it was what she had hated most. If she was honest it made her feel like something was wrong with her, that he couldn’t just accept her for who she was, a non monogamous person. God she’d tried. She’d slept with other people during their “breaks” and when they were “off” but his best friend had been when they were together, and deep down, she knew she’d done it at a time that they would get caught, almost because she needed him to understand.
“Well let’s be real Kyle, he wasn’t really a very good best friend if he fucked me now was he. I mean technically you should thank me for showing you how shitty he is.” she said casually, knowing he was getting riled up. As their lips met the sparks were instant, like no time had passed at all. Groaning her body was pulled flush to his and she was instantly aroused, all the memories of them together, tangled in the sheets, a mess of passion and love flowing back. Pinning him to the wall Logan pressed her body into his, her tongue tasting his as her hands slid down his chest, one hand quickly find it’s way under his pants, desperate for him. “I know.” she groaned as he told her he hated her, and maybe a part of him did, but it was obvious the other part of him needed her just as bad. “Fuck.” she groaned as she pulled back, eyes flashing as she quickly looked around, her hand still working his pants, finding his growing erection before she noticed the sign for a janitor’s closet. Pulling him to it, she dragged them both in before her lips were on his again, her back against the door as she undid his pants the best she could with one hand.
No, then what did you want. "I wanted be with you, Logan. That’s all." Kyle swallowed and sighed, shaking his head in annoyance and anger. "I just don’t understand how someone can be with another person for three years, and then just give it up like that. And… What did you expect? We were together for three years. Did you just expect that we would stay the way we were? Hmm?" he asked, the annoyance pretty evident in his voice now. Shaking his head, the young male glanced down at his feet. Sometimes, he wished he had never met her because she really did a number on him. And at the same time, he was glad he had met her, because the moments they had shared together, it was something that he cherished. Their good moments, at least.
Well, let’s be real Kyle, he wasn’t really a very good best friend if he fucked me now was he. I mean, technically you should thank me for showing you how shitty he is. "Wow, really, Logan? Are you seriously playing the I’m the hero and you should thank me card right now?" As much as it had hurt what Logan had did, what his best friend had done had hurt even more. He didn’t just lose a girlfriend that night, he had lost a best friend too. Kyle had lost the two most important people to him that night. As they kissed, it had been so easily to fall back into old habits. His hands moved around her slim body, pulling her into him and it his brain felt like it was on drugs. Being around Logan, made him feel like he was high. It didn’t take long until she had him pinned up against the wall, and her petite body almost melted into his. He parted his lips ever so slightly and breathed heavily as she moved her hand down under the hem of his pants. I know. And that was all he needed, really. He moved one of his hands to her head, his fingers tangling themselves in her dark locks as he moved his lips against hers desperately, tongues clashing against one another. Her hand was working against his growing erection and he moaned into her mouth when he suddenly felt her pulling him into what looked like a janitor’s closet. As soon as they were inside, their mouths found one another again and he stood in front of her as she had her back against the wall while one of her hands were working on his pants. Kyle moved his mouth from her to her neck, kissing the skin and sucking at it while bucking his hips against hers. God, he had missed her so much. The room was pretty dark, a tiny light bulb hanging from the ceiling was the only light the two of them had. He moved his hands from her hips to her top, and he quickly unbuttoned the shirt, pulling it apart as he leaned down and kissed the top of her breasts.