smut starter call for @cemeterysgirl
There was no fight big enough to ever keep them apart, like the strings of fate ultimately tugged them together again. Which didn't mean that everything was fine again yet the obsession they had for one another would never be broken by something as insignificant as opposing opinions. And sometimes it ended with their mouths clashing more rough than usual, with fingers ripping into clothes until buttons popped off or seams came undone, anything to get each other naked so their frustrations could be released within the passion of their bodies. Decoration was knocked off the kitchen table, replaced by her perfect body to perch on, teeth grazing her neck to replace the faded marks from their last time not too long ago. Aoto's cock was hard and strained between her glistening folds, so inviting despite their earlier differences. Since he wasn't big on words anyway, his inner turmoil was made visible on her skin and hers on his; kissing marks, bruises of teeth around her nipples or her nails along his back - and that relentlessly fiery gaze in his eyes as they gazed up to her.
