"what the fuck is your problem, van?" you yelled at your boyfriend.
you guys had gotten into a argument on the way home since one of your guy friends texted you, 'had a lot of fun last night, let's do it again', referring to a party you guys went to,
"you're my fucking problem, y/n," slamming the front door,
"you do shit like this and expect me not to get mad?!"
"do exactly what, van? you think i'm cheating? is that what you're implying?" you said, raising an eyebrow.
the room fell silent for a few seconds,
"you've been coming home stupid late lately and you're never telling me where the fuck you've been going," he stepped closer to you,
"i wouldn't be surprised if you weren't cheating, y/n," he said under his breath,
"excuse me? you wouldn't be surprised if i was cheating? if anything, you'd be the one cheating, all those fucking parties you go to to get drunk, all those girls that are all up on you. you go on tour all the fucking time and i'm here not knowing half the shit that goes on," your voice got louder,
"don't raise your voice at me like that, y/n," he grabbed your wrist harshly,
"let me go!"
you tried to yank your wrist away from him but it didn't work. instead he pushed you against the wall and grabbed your neck which caused your breath to hitch,
"nothing to say now, huh darling?" he chuckled lightly.
he pressed his lips against yours rather harshly. his free hand made it's way down your body to the hem of your shorts. his fingers made their way down to your underwear where he started rubbing you,
"you're already wet for me, huh?"
you moaned softly into the kiss,
"please," you begged,
"please what, darling? use your words," he whispered into your ear,
"please, van. don't be so complicated," you whined,
"i'm not being complicated, babygirl," he replied, rubbing circles onto your clit,
"i can't know what you want if you don't tell me,"
"fuck! i w-want you. i want your fingers inside of me, i w-want your tongue..baby please," you practically screamed,
"that's all you had to say," he smirked and pulled your shorts down along with your underwear.
he slid you up against the wall so your heat was face level. he slid his fingers over your wet folds teasing you,
"damn, never knew arguing turned you on," he chuckled lightly.
he licked a painfully slow stripe over your clit,
"f-fuck," you squirmed.
he continued as he carried you to the bedroom. he pushed you onto the bed harshly and crawled on top of you. he started to leave love bites all over your body, mostly your thighs,
"p-please, van," you begged as you grabbed a fistful of his hair,
"i need you. god, please. i-i need you inside of me,"
that was enough to drive him crazy.
he pushed your face into the pillow, making sure your ass was up whilst taking off his pants,
"you're gonna regret talking back to me, baby," he said, throwing his boxers aside.
without warning, he slammed right into you,
"oh, fuck," you choked out,
"mhm, you like that?" he said picking up his pace.
you were overwhelmed with pleasure, instead of replying, you threw your head back and arched your back as your breath got caught in your throat.
he flipped you over so you were now facing him and brought his thumb down to your clit and started rubbing it in circles, the pleasure was too much for you to handle,
"open your eyes, baby," he said, gripping your hips.
all you could let out was a loud moan,
"i said open your fucking eyes. y/n," he said, thrusting harder.
you opened your eyes to see him looking at you with lust filled eyes. he leaned down towards you and started leaving hickeys all over your neck,
"f-fuck, baby, i'm close," you whined,
"y-yeah. me too..let it out, babygirl," he groaned, giving you three more hard strokes.
you both rode out both of your highs collapsed beside each other,
"are you still mad at me?" you asked
"not after that, no,"
