I am laying on the bed crying after this fight we had. So frustrating for it to be like this. To be at odds and have no real way of understanding why it has to be that way. I know you were in a bad mood and I was in a bad mood as well but there is no reason to lash out like we did at each other. Unfortunately it seems that the people you most care about in the world are the ones you have the ability to hurt most with a glance or a tone or simply the words used, especially when things told in confidence are tossed back into your face meant to cause pain.
The sobbing subsides and I am now trying to get my poor nose unstuffed and I am sure my face is red and puffy, with makeup everywhere. I lay stretched out with my arms around the pillow and my head resting on one arm. Thinking over what happened now and wondering what could have been said differently that would have changed the course of things. I feel the bed dip with your weight and your hand lightly run up my back and caress my hair. Softly almost tentatively you touch me. I turn over and look up at you not saying anything. I can see in your eyes that you are not angry anymore. I start to sit up and reach my fingertips to your jawline, feeling the slight stubble from the day there as my fingers trace it. I start to whisper that I am so sorry and you put your fingers over my lips and shake your head. Our lips meet and tongues touch, entwining, igniting the passion that is always so quick between us both for sex as well as anger.
Instantly we are rolling onto the bed, kissing frantically, tugging at the confining clothes. Hungering for each other to erase the pain. Needing to be skin to skin, trying to soothe the pain we caused each other just moments ago. You push me down roughly now all clothing strewn around us, still kissing me and I feel your hands on my ass as your cock finds me wet already and you enter me hard. I moan against your lips and wrap my legs around your waist, meeting every hard thrust you make with my own. I want so bad to be a part of you right now, ease the hurt that my words caused, ease the pain that your words caused. Our bodies are straining for release, as we move against each other hard both gasping at the friction that we are not used to. Release comes quickly for both of us and we lay there. You roll over and pull me with you so I am laying over your side. My head is on your chest and you are stroking my hair. I run my fingertips slowly over your chest and down your side grinning at the goosebumps this creates. I look up at you and smile and you smile back at me.