Fight Me, Laura/Tom, please.
I made it smutty…ish. I can do another one where they’re actually arguing it you like -laugh-
She shoved him so hard his head snapped back against the wall as he hit it. Tom didn’t bother waiting for his vision to clear, reaching out to grab hold of her blazer, trying to get a step forward to win back the dominance in their encounter.
Laura moved closer so he couldn’t, and in the moment his vision cleared he saw her reaching for his tie. Spots began creeping across his eyes again as she yanked him closer by the strip of fabric, pulling him down. Her other hand grabbed his face and her nails dragged across the skin of his cheek as she crashed against him in a kiss full of teeth.
If she would not give ground he would just have to unbalance her. He tugged on her blazer, forcing her chest against his and trapping her hand between them. The knot at his neck kept tightening and he fought to steal the air from her lungs to compensate.