The Lovely Fight BoyXBoy

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Damon laughed and put his hand on my thigh while he drove.

I told him the directions while staying deadly quiet.

"Cheer up would you?" He squeezed my thigh slightly.

I stayed silent.

"Now you're not going to talk to me? Hayes, don't let what my parents said get to you."

"It's not them. You didn't even say anything!" I sighed, exasperated.

"Babe I-"

"Just don't even." I growled and we stayed silent until we arrived at the fight.

"Thanks." I said and he smiled.

"The fight ends whenever and I may fight a few more people so just be ready after your practice."

"You don't have to tell me twice. Do well." He leant out of the car and kissed my lips.

I walked into the warehouse and spotted my trainer.

"Hayes! Are you ready?" He wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

"Yeah."

"Great. Get up there." He shoved me into the ring and I waited for my opponent.

A burly man stepped up and he eyed me.

"I've got to fight this twig?" He scoffed.

The reff smirked.

"Smart money's on the twig."

The reff got out of the ring and the man walked up to me.

"I saw you and your boyfriend earlier. He's pretty fucking hot and I want him. So back off, he's mine."

The bell rang and I instantly punched the guy in the face.

He will not take Damon from me.

The man stumbled back and his face became red.

He charged at me but I flipped him onto the ground.

He groaned and got up.

I knocked him back down with ease.

He cradled his face and I kicked his side. He grunted as I released my anger and frustration out onto his body.

The bell rang and two men dragged his bruised body away.

I hopped out of the ring and opened my water bottle, chugging the liquid.

"Next one?" I grinned and my bloodied teeth shone in the light.

I jumped back into the ring and the next guy grinned.

He had missing teeth and his face was sagging.

He walked up close to me and licked his lips.

"You're a pretty one. I won't bruise you too much." He winked and the bell rang.

The man swung at my head and I grabbed his arm, snapping the frail bone.

"You're too old to be doing this." I growled in his ear then kicked him back.

He fell and skidded against the mat.

The man gave up and the bell rang.

After seven more fights, I was tired.

I jumped out, picking up a towel and walked off. I wiped sweat off my forehead and found Damon at the entrance.

"Ready to go?" I asked.

He nodded, grabbing my hand.

"Let's go to my house." I said and slid into his car.

He parked in front of my apartment and pulled me inside.

We cuddled on the couch, his arms wrapped around me.

"I'm still angry at you." I hissed and he nodded.

"Yeah."

"I'm serious Damon! You didn't even tell your parents. You didn't stand up for me!" I stood up and poked his chest. He stood up too.

We began arguing, pushing each other and poking at each other.

Damon was heaving with anger and he backed me up against a wall.

My heart pounded as I continued to insult him.

He growled and roughly kissed my lips.

I didn't kiss him back or open my mouth when he wanted to.

He pressed me into the wall further and tightened his hands around my arms.

Eventually I gave in. His hands left my arms and cupped my face.

My arms went around his neck and played with his soft hair.

He ripped my clothes off and stepped out of his.

His lips came back to mine. He pushed me to the couch and on my back.

He was straddling my hips and leaning down, kissing my neck.

He bit the crook of my neck occasionally. His teeth grazed my neck and he flipped me over.

Damon entered me then pounded into me, thrusting roughly.

My breathing was heavy and he was grunting.

My hips jerked up to meet his thrusts and my body reacted instantly to his touch.

He came inside me and I cummed all over our chests.

He breathlessly dropped onto the couch and I was too tired to stay mad at him.

Our panting breaths mixed together when he kissed me.

"That was the best sex I've had in a while." Damon sighed.

"So it was better than the threesome?" I asked.

"By far."

He smiled against my ear and fell asleep, me not long after him.