Rob pushed Kristen back on to the bed and ripped the dress in straight half.
"I love it when you go vampire." Kristen connected their lips once again and Rob began toying with Kristen's hair and breast.
"Stop teasing." She scolded playfully and then became serious. He pushed his hands into her underwear and she had never felt such pleasure than in those two fingers.
Moans escaped Kristen mouth and the flash of a light made them freeze. Outside their window was a reporter snapping pics of the dirty deed. Kristen covered herself and Rob gave him the finger. He closed the curtains and banged against the wall.
"Rob, calm down."
"Calm down! I don't have privacy in my own bloody house!"
Kristen stared at Rob as he threw the clock and smashed the dresser. She's uncomfortable at the fact that her nude pictures could be leaked for the enjoyment of men everywhere.
"It's sick Kristen. It's bloody sick. Make someone's like miserably for your own bloody pleasure. Sick!" He yelled again and walked out of the room.
Kristen eased carefully into the bathroom where she washed up and brushed her teeth before putting on some underwear and one of Rob's big shirts.
She walked into the living room and saw Rob with the daily paper and a beer. She knew he was mad now. She walked over to him and sat on the edge of the chair, massaging his shoulders.
"Feel good?"
"Very..... I didn't mean to lose my temper like that back there."
"It's acceptable, what they did was wrong and cruel. I just hope they didn't get any naked shots."
"I swear, if I find the man who did it-"
Rob didn't finish and his voice already had Kristen scared for that poor soul.
"Maybe we should get out of town."
"Out of town?"
"Yeah, somewhere where we can be alone and have privacy."
"I wish there was somewhere like that, but I doubt it Kristen."
Kristen nodded and yawned. Rob laughed.
"You don't have to sit up with me, go get some sleep."
"You sure you okay?"
"Positive, go rest."
He slapped her butt gently as she climbed off the chair and made herself comfortable in his bed. Kristen's thoughts were filled with the scary possibility that they had just made a sex tape.

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Proving Grounds
FanficWhen life gives you lemons, make lemonade. When life gives you rain, make splashes. When life gives you sun, get a tan. When paparazzi spreads lies, get out of town. (Robsten fanfic)