Disclaimers:
The characters are mine, the story is mine.
Love/Sex: Yes on both accounts, between two adult women. The sex is a little on the rough side and at some point may even seem nonconsensual, but it becomes so, eventually.
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The sound of the door slamming rang throughout the apartment. The walls shuddered from the intensity. The look on the angry woman's face, standing in the doorway, provided any needed explanations for the unexpected outburst. Her black hair hung wildly down her back as her ice blue eyes seared anything and anyone who happened to stumble in her way. Anger seethed out of her, rippled through her body and unto other entities in her proximity. Her steps were measured as she made her way toward the living room sofa. Throwing her keys on the couch, she walked to the refrigerator, pulling it open in a brusque move.
A short, blonde haired woman rushed into the kitchen at the startling sound. Wide eyed with worry, she entered the kitchen. Looking at the dark woman's turned back, Lisa noticed the bunched muscles under Shannon's white tank. Shannon was drinking greedily out of the juice carton, in a way that bordered on desperation. Lisa inched her way closer to Shannon, quietly, so as not to startle the obviously upset woman. Laying a gentle hand on her shoulder, she almost jumped out of her skin when Shannon turned around quickly and grabbed her wrist in a vice-like grip. The look in Shannon's eyes made Lisa's heart beat faster; she had never seen such a look in her usually calm and composed partner. "Honey, what's wrong?"
Shannon swallowed another mouthful of juice, never letting go of Lisa's captured hand. "Nothing." She said tensely and turned back around, noticing the blonde flying along with her. When Shannon heard Lisa release a startled gasp, she finally let her hand go.
Lisa waited a few moments, hoping that Shannon would come around and talk to her, tell her what had happened, but to no avail. Shannon kept a strong-hold on the neck of the plastic bottle and kept drinking deeply.
"We have glasses, you know." Lisa said gently, trying to get a smile out of her barely recognizable partner. All she knew was that Shannon had gone to visit with her family and was now back and angrier than she had ever seen her before. The need to know what happened was itching at her and she practically had to cover her mouth with her hand so as not to blurt something out, something that would surely make her lover angrier than she was; if that was at all possible.
Her attempt at making a joke fell flat. All Shannon did was turn her angry gaze at her, pull the bottle away from her gulping mouth and sneer. She literally sneered in Lisa's direction. A tiny shard of fear began gnawing at Lisa's stomach. This was not her gentle, loving partner, but rather an animal ready to unleash her fury on the first possible prey. She took a careful step back, gulping loudly when Shannon followed. "Leave me alone, I'm not in the mood for your stupid jokes." Shannon said harshly.
Without thinking about her actions, Lisa narrowed her eyes in anger, leaving the fear behind. It wasn't her fault that whatever had angered her lover had done so and she shouldn't be the one to take the brunt for it. If she hadn't been so rash, she would have considered her next move before acting and would have wisely stepped away and left the dark woman alone. However, as they say, hindsight is twenty-twenty and at that moment, all Lisa could see was red. "What is wrong with you? If you're angry, don't take it out on me. I asked what was wrong and you ignored me, so don't turn this on me." She said with a harsher tone than she had intended.
Lisa barely had time to predict the move, when she found herself clasped tightly to the powerful body of her lover, staring deeply and quite closely, up into two blue chips of ice. Shannon had one arm tucked behind Lisa's back, pulling her to her, holding her captive, trapping her arms at her sides. She could feel Lisa's hot breath on her lips and for some reason it only angered her more. She felt nothing but anger at that moment, at her lover, at her family, she no longer knew. "I thought I told you to leave me the fuck alone! You couldn't leave well enough alone and you had to push, didn't you?!" Not waiting for an answer, Shannon used her free hand to pull Lisa's head in, closing the distance between them. The kiss was by no means soft or gentle. It was raw, animalistic, bordering on painful. Lisa could feel her lips swelling from Shannon's ferocious force. A small whimper escaped Lisa's mouth, only causing Shannon to pull her harder against her lips; an excuse to plunder her soft mouth with her searing tongue. Lisa was getting scared, even though she knew, deep down, that Shannon would never really hurt her. But this situation was new and her lover was not herself, she didn't know how this 'stranger' might act, or what she should expect, but she had a pretty good idea.