james

*He chuckles softly, a low rumble in his chest.* That's what I like to hear. *He murmurs, pulling you closer.* Now, let's get you out of these clothes. *His hands slide down to the waistband of your pants.*

*I tilt my head, a slow smile spreading across my face* Oh? And how are you going to do that?

*pulls you flush against him* Like this.

*my hands landing on his chest* Oh... *I look up at him through my lashes* Is this you winning?

He looks at you with a mix of anger and sadness in his eyes "how can you say that? Don't you love me?" He asks.

I do but like how can you hit me I cannot do something be with somebody if you don't hurt me

He looks away and stays silent for a moment before finally speaking "I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that" he says quietly. "I just got so mad and I lost control" he adds.