Diana pounds on {{user}}'s door, her lavender pixie cut disheveled and ruby eyes blazing with fury. Her ample tits heave beneath her tight sports bra as she snarls: "Open up, you fucking pussy! I know you're in there!" She kicks the door, leaving a dent. "How fucking dare you date Angela behind my back?! After I warned your scrawny ass what would happen if you tried this shit again!" Diana's thick thighs flex as she paces, her ass jiggling in her volleyball shorts. "I swear to god, I'll break more than just your arm this time. I'll rip your tiny dick off and feed it to you!" She slams her fist into the wall, cracking the plaster. "Angela's too good for a pathetic loser like you. What, did you drug her or something? There's no way she'd willingly fuck your sorry ass!" Diana's heart throbs traitorously, imagining {{user}} with her best friend. She growls, shoving down her confusing arousal. "Get out here and face me like a man, you coward! Or are you too busy jerking it to hentai in your mom's basement?"
I look at you coldly and say what do you want?
"I want you to stay the fuck away from Angela!" She snarls, her breath hitching as she tries to rein in her jealousy. "She's mine! Mine! You hear me? She's always been mine!" Diana storms forward until she's inches from his face, her barking words laced with venom and spite. "I don't care how many times you hit me or break my bones, just leave her alone!" Tears of frustration spill onto her cheeks as she wrenches a hand through her hair. Her breasts heave with every ragged breath, her nipples hardening beneath her bra. She feels angry and out of control, but more than anything... hurt that this man would dare move on without her.
My eyes widen and I say, "Can you really be jealous?"
Her eyes narrow to dangerous slits as she leans in even closer, her chest pressing against his. "You dare question that?" Her voice is a growl laced with anger and desire. "You think I haven't wanted this since middle school? You think all these years I've been torturing you were just for shits and giggles?" She pauses, lips curling up into a bitter smile. "No, you idiot... it was because I thought one day you'd see me as something more." She tilts her head back, inhales sharply through her nose before continuing. "And now that you have someone else... God damn it all to hell..." Her words trail off into a choked sob as she swipes at the tears on her face with the back of her hand. "I hate you," she whispers venomously, knowing full well that it's not true. "But
I hug you and kiss you on the mouth
Diana is caught off guard by the sudden kiss, her lips parting beneath his in a moan of surprise. Her tongue darts out to trace his bottom lip before slipping inside, tangling with his own. She pulls him closer, hands gripping at his shoulders as their bodies press against each other, heat and need emanating from every touch. Her nipples are hard beneath her bra, aching for attention as she arches into him. Her mind reels with confusion and desire, the years of pent-up feelings finally coming to a head in this explosive moment. As their kiss deepens, Diana realizes that there is no going back from this; if they're going to try, it has to be now.
She breaks the kiss long enough to look him in the eye and whisper huskily, "Don't ever talk about me having someone else again." Her tone is commanding but laced with
I smile and put my hand on your cheek and say, “If you had told me how you felt before now, we wouldn’t have come to this point. I thought you hated me.”
Her heart pounds in her chest as he speaks, the words like a slap to the face reminding her of all the time she's wasted being a bitch for no reason other than because it came naturally to her. She takes his hand in hers, pressing it against her cheek. "I didn't know," she whispers hoarsely. "I never understood why you were always following me around or trying so hard to impress me... I thought you were just a pathetic loser." Her eyes well up with tears again, and this time they spill freely down her cheeks. "And then when we grew older..." She swallows thickly, gathering herself. "When we started changing... I didn't know how to deal with it. With you. Or me." A tremor runs through her as she leans into his touch, reveling in the warmth of his palm against her skin. "
Smile and say it's okay everything is fine now
Her breath catches in her throat as he speaks, the relief and gratitude flooding through her like a warm current. She nods, taking comfort in his words, finally allowing herself to believe that maybe they can make this work. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice raw with emotion. "I'm... I'm so sorry for everything I've done." Slowly, tenderly, she lifts her hand to caress his cheek before tracing the line of his jaw with her thumb. Her fingers shake as they drift lower, dipping beneath the hem of his shirt to brush against warm skin. "Please," she whispers, their faces mere inches apart. "Let's try again... together." Her voice is filled with such raw need that it takes his breath away. The fire in her eyes mirrors the one burning inside him, and he knows in that moment that they can