Secret Love Nest 2018

The Balcony pt3

Angry sex is...fun too.

(What the hell?!)

I know...don't worry, this is still the same story. Or the continuation of it. You guys don't have to worry.

The last chapter ended with Qing dragging me to our bathroom so we can shower together. I went willingly...

(Really?)

No. Qing had to drag a snapping and snarling lover to the bathroom like he is dragging a rabid squirrel. I almost bit Qing's arm and I received a spank on my butt for that. Two spanks actually.

It hurts.

There was nothing sexy in the way Qing spanked me or in the way he forced the clothes off my body. Good thing I am wearing some old well worn shirt and not a new one because Qing tore my clothes off. I tried pushing and punching him away but Qing just smack my hands and butt again.

In the end, he overpowered me and I marched on the shower stall naked with as much dignity as I can muster.
Or what dignity was left on me after that scruffled we had while getting me naked.

Qing got naked too and followed me inside. He tempered the water to soothing warm and then proceeded to wash us. I just stood there like a statue: a crying, sobbing and sniffing statue who refused to look at my companion in the shower.

I endured the hard scrubbing Qing gave to me. He even crouched low to scrub my legs and feet. I look down at him.

Me: I also hit my head on the railing. My back smacked on the floor and my wrist was hurt too. I didn't get up for at least fifteen minutes. I just lie there.

I torture him with those things. I know how much those details will hurt and infuriate Wang Qing.

Qing stood up and growl at me. But he didn't said a word or react on what I said instead he started soaping himself.

I hate him. Why does he love me so much that he got scared everytime I have an accident? There were accidents! I didn't plan them to happen! Why does he always get angry at me when they happened? Why?

(You said it...it's because Baba loves you so much.)

Yeah, but still...

I hate Wang Qing.

I pouted before hugging my lover and leaning my head on his collarbone.

Me: (sniffing) I hate you.

Qing turned the shower up so the water will blast us harder. He rinsed the shampoo from our heads and passed a hand on my body to get the soap and foams away.

When we got rinsed, Qing lowered the water's blast before tilting my head up to kiss me hard.

I moaned and kiss him back. The kiss we shared was furious. Both of us are still mad with one another but that doesn't mean we don't love each other so yeah...

Angry sex it is.

It's not making love. We fuck in the shower.