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this is pissing me off

Has a week passed, type was to the edge of the bed to hand his head hung to have his hands to either edge of himself to grip and hard to shake his head.
Coming from the bathroom, tharn had a towel to his head to dry his semi wet hair, to then turn to throw the towel to the hamper to then turn back around to eye type to then wrap his arms about himself.
"Can see my bitch wants something, what is it?"
Type took in a very deep breathe.
"You are such a..... Prick!"
Tharn lightly chuckled to then go to type to kick his feet a bit further apart to then stand in-between his legs to then place his hands to his chest to then push him down to hover has he placed his hands to either side of his neck to then raise an eye brow.
"Your starting to understand some things."
Tharn turned his head to then try and place his lips to types, for him to move his head to the side to then place his hands to tharns chest to push him away then off to get up to then head towards the bathroom.
"You are an unbelievable bastard!"
Type placed his hand to his mouth to then take in a deep breathe has his back was to tharn, tharn was to the bed on his back semi up on his elbows to be looking over type.
Type signed to then turn around to really eye tharn.
"All week you have been touching so many men and then when we come home you keep doing this! I am overly fucking sick of it, I'm not your god damn whore!"
Tharn lightly chuckled to then get up.
To walked towards type to stand right in front of him.
"Your not my whore, but my little bitch."
Tharn then placed his hands to types shoulders to try and push him down for type to then smack his hands away to then step back.
"Fuck you tharn! Yourll touch everyone at the office, but won't do that to me. I've had it!"
Type turned to then go to the bathroom to then slam to lock the door.
Tharn gulped to look over that door to then eye the ground.
Our relationship is better this way. I can't have you get nearer to me in any capacity.
If I do, yourll be like me, falling in love then something will happen then...... Yourll leave. Ive been there.
Tharn took in a deep breathe to then go to the side of the bathroom door to the wall to wait for type.
To the bathroom, type had his head hung to have his hands to the counter to shake his head.
I am so fucking sick of this! Watching him flirt with so many men, watching him touch them...... Won't do any of that with me....I..... Hate I've turned gay..... Hate that I believe I've fallen for this prick.....
Type looked up to eye himself over the mirror.
I...... Can't do this any more, I...... Need to get out of this deal end relationship, which I don't even think is a relationship and move on. It's nothing more then work and sex.
Type took in a giant breathe to then move back to eye himself over.
There are times I can get away from him to come here and leave, ive already secretly packed a bit, won't take me to long for everything else. I..... Can't stay here anymore.....
Type nodded to then turn to then go out.
Being stopped, he looked down to sign.
Tharn was to the back of him, chin to his shoulder to be eyeing him, to have his arms wrapped about his body to have his hands in his boxers to then take out his member to wrap one hand to it to stroke, to then take his free hand up under his shirt to go to his nipple to tease.
Type took in a very long breathe to then sign.
Tharn then went to his ear to lick .
"You are such a naughty little bitch."
Tharn then used his body to push type to the bed, they stood before it for tharn to be at his ear still.
"Take down your boxers."
Type flexed his jaw to then place his hands to either side of his boxers to then start to lower.
Tharn removed his hand from his erection to then place it to the back of types neck to then push him into the bed on all fours to then go to his boxers to take off his legs to throw to the side to then place his hands to the bottom of his shirt to take it over his head to then go to his boxers to throw, he then went to type to smack his ass to then hit his hole with his cock.
"Just you wait type. I'm going to pound this ass."
Type gripped the bedding to then moan has he felt that hard cock go inside, he was also angry at himself a bit, he promised himself he wouldn't let tharn touch him again, but to live with him, type knew it was a losing battle.
After, type laid to his back to look at the darkened ceiling to dart his eyes over it to then turn his head slowly to look over that, he was fast asleep, with his arm over types chest, to be too his side, to take in deep breathes.
Type flexed his jaw to then turn his head slowly to the other side to eye the clock, it was two in the morning.
He raised an eye brow to then turn his head forward to look up.
This..... Could be my chance.
Type gulped to then take his hand to tharns arm to move it up to then go about, to slowly get off the bed has he kept his eyes to tharn, tharn breathed in slowly to be dead asleep.
Type getting fully off the bed stood to the side to look over tharn to shake his head.
Turning he then went about to pack in silence to take what he could to a taxi he called, to be standing to the front of the bed to be looking at tharn with tears coming down his face.
Can't believe I fell for you. You sick son of a bitch, will never ever touch me again!
Type took in a deep breathe to then turn to leave very quickly.