Soap Opera Challenge

Love Triangle

     "Oh, baby, oh, baby." Kim moans, digging her nails into Julian's back. His occasional grunt doesn't do much in the way of proving his satisfaction. She hits his chest, stopping him. "What's wrong? You're barely hard."
     "It's probably low testosterone. I must just be stressed." He says, avoiding eye contact in the dim bedroom light.
     "You know what always seems to help? You can flip me. If you want, that is."
     He hardly waits for her invitation before flipping her onto her stomach and getting over her. She grabs the headboard, pleasure filled whimpers coming from her mouth. He puts his hand on the base of her neck, pulling himself close. "Why can't you just shut the Hell up?"
     "I'll be quieter, just don't stop." She breathes.

The Next Morning

     Kristina slides a glass down the bar to Julian, watching his face as he puts it back under the bar. She slides one last glass and moves over to him. "You seem pretty bummed. Trouble in paradise?"
     "We'd need a paradise for that. And I don't wanna go. Not with Kim anyways." He says, his eyes moving to her. He leans closer, but she stops him with her hand.
     "Not until you and Kim are done. Why don't you just break up with her?"
     "I can't break up with her because Oscar is getting so much worse. She's got so much going on, I don't wanna add to that. I also don't wanna be stuck in Hawaii with her for two weeks. I can't even get it up for her anymore." He tells her.
     "You can't?"
     "She was saying how it's probably male menopause or something like that. Those aren't the words she used."
     "Is it?"
     He tilts his head. "No. She just doesn't turn me on anymore. I have to think about," he pauses, "other things."
     "Me?"
     "Porn."
     "Ooh. What's your porn of choice?"
     "I'm not telling you." He waits while she crosses her arms and starts to tap her foot. "Pregnancy risk."
     "Interesting. I'll keep that in mind for when you finally grow a pair and tell Kim it's been over for months." She takes off her apron and leaves the pub.
     "Thank you, Kristina. Very supportive."

A Few Days Later

     Julian hands his passport to the TSA agent, dragging his carry on behind him. One of the wheels had broken in line and he was stuck lugging it around until the gate.
     Kim taps his arm, placing hers in front if the agent too. "Come on, babe, what's gotten into you today?"
     He shrugs and looks back to the doors, something in him wanted to run. A familiar face catches his eye, just as his catches hers. Kristina runs to the cue, tears falling on her cheeks. Kim grabs Julian's arm. "What's she doing here?"
     Kristina cups her hands over her mouth. "Julian, don't go! Please, don't leave me."
     "What's she talking about?" Kim asks, squeezing his arm harder.
     "You know exactly what's going on." He says, dropping the handle of his carry on and running to her, having to duck under the cue a few times. She jumps into his arms, the pair doing a spin as they collide. She grabs his cheeks, pulling him in for a kiss, taking his breath away.
     "I love you, Julian Jerome."
     "I love you too."

I hate love triangles like this. Why did I decide to do one? XD I hope it's entertaining enough.
The other ones will be longer and hopefully just better.