JAMES MARRIOTT ONESHOTS 🌶🌶🌶

Repulsion🌶🌶🌶🌶🌶

(Inspired by James Marriott Repulsion on wattpad)

Where did she go? My friend said she was gonna talk to Alax in the kitchen about 20 minutes ago so I just went on instagram waiting but I didnt realise how long she was gone until I got up and went into the kitchen where james was making himself a drink.

"Where did alax and her go?" I looked around, I didn't hear or see them anywhere in the flat.

"Oh those two left" james said plainly.

"Oh great I got fucking dragged here and left with you, fuck this I'm leaving" I went back into the living room to get my bag and phone but james followed me in.

"Dragged here? Didnt you want to see this beautiful face" he smirked.

"Why the hell would I want to see you now move." he stood in the doorway blocking my path.

"What the fuck is your problem?" He picked the wrong day to start an argument.

"My problem? Unless you want me to bite your head off move."
He didnt even blink.

"You know what" I dropped my stuff on the floor and crossed my arms, "other then the shitty ass fucking day I've had I get dragged out by my friend to see Alex who shes got a massive crush on and refused to mention YOU were here because she know the last thing I want to see if your fucking ass"

"Woah what's wrong with me I'm amazing" that fucking smirk, I want to slap it of he fucking face.

"Amazing?? You've got to be kidding me you are a self obsessed asshole with nothing better to do then talk about yourself which NO ONE CARES ABOUT"

A blink and his breathing became heavy.

"What the fuck have I done to you? I've been nothing but nice to you since we've known each other I didnt know you were such a two face bitch who hates everyone that happy"

"Happy??? I could care less if you were fucking happy or not it's that stupid fucking face of yours and the way you brush people off the second the even mention you're being an egotistical cunt, you think every one loves you but sadly the truspth is no one gives a shit about you"

His voice rose

"No one gives a shit about me? All people do is complain about how much of fucking downer you are, all you ever do is complain about fucking everything, you dont even try to have fun you just like shitting on everyone elses fun I didnt want to see you fucking face either"

Our voices rose as our argument got clouding and more intense and we continued to use our words are knife see which one of us would bleed out first and break the eye contact.

"Just shut the fuck up and get out of my face what the point in talking to a dickhead like you" we were in the middle of the living room as I tried to shove past him but he stood he ground.

"WHY WONT YOU FUCKING MOVE" I nearly screamed

"WHY WONT YOU JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP"

"MAKE ME CUNT"

Our words stopped, only the heaving of our chest echoed through the room and for a few seconds I contemplated punching him.

Then he kissed me.

His hands were in my hair and the kiss wasn't soft or sweet, it was rough, hard, needy. His tounge hit the inside of my mouth, I didnt even hesitated for a second before kissing him back. Our hands were nearly ripping each others clothes off and he didnt even try to be gentle with me. He was rough and painful and I loved every second of it.

He lifted me around his waist and took us to the bedroom.

He threw us down as he continued to kiss me only stopping to pull my clothes off and me his, he began kissing my neck before biting down hard. I moaned from the sensation, the pain, it didn't stop there. His hands kneaded my breasts and he sucked and bit them he was so rough with me it felt as though he had been holding himself back and could contain himself at all.

I felt him near me, his cock roughly rubbing against me. desperate for me.

"Please" was all I could say I could bearly breathe while he was kissing me I felt constricted, caged. With a hard push I felt all of him inside me I had to bite down on his shoulder just to stop myself from screaming. The pain and the pleasure was like ecstacy no man had ever handled me the way he was using my body like I was his to to be as rough with as he wanted so I was rough with him.
I scratch at his back until his was practically gasping for air, I wanted his to feel exactly what I was feeling and I wanted him to enjoy it.
His strokes were hard, each one a pounding against me hitting as hard as the last getting faster and faster as he continued to grab at my hips and bite down on any part of me that he could.
I pulled at his hair then grabbed his ass digging my nails into him I couldn't feel anything but pleasure it was if my mind itself was completely at his disposal.
The moaning became more heavy and loud as we became closer to the end, all the anger and rage we were spitting at each other became full desperate lust for each other.

"Fuck" he swore under his breathe and I knew what that meant, I matched his strokes and within seconds james moaned into my mouth and I nearly screamed into his.

He rolled off me and laid back. Neither of us spoke a single word but I fell asleep.