Who Said Making Up Was Sappy?

“I hope I’m not too late!” Hilary weaved in and out of the people on the crowded street, running as fast as her legs would take her to her appointed meeting place with Kai. Everything that could have gone wrong had as she had prepared for their date; she lost her purse; then she couldn’t find her keys; the door wouldn’t lock; then she tripped and landed in the only puddle on the path – so she had to go back and change! She was beginning to wonder why she had even got up that morning; it certainly wasn’t her day.
She spotted him, standing with his arms crossed, his brow furrowed in a scowl; his foot tapping to contain his anger even the tiniest bit.
“What took you?” were the first words to escape his lips as she stopped in front of him, her face red from her sprint from home.
“I…uh…” she stammered, “Well; you see; what happened was…” she began.
“I don’t even care,” he growled, grabbing her wrist and pulling her behind him, “We’re gonna be late for the movie.”
“Hey…don’t you pull me!” she cried indignantly, trying to free her arm with no luck.
“It’s the only way to make sure you aren’t late,” he muttered at her, “It’s not like you had far to come; ten minutes down the road or something. And I came and hour and a half drive; to see you. And you’re not even there…”
“It was one of those days,” she mumbled feebly, “And it’s more like fifteen/twenty…”
“I heard that,” he glared at her, slapping the money for the tickets on the counter, demanding them gruffly from the cashier.
“You didn’t have to be rude about it,” Hilary half scolded him.
“Don’t tell me what I can and can’t do, woman,” he warned her, Hilary biting her lip.
She had more than a few choice words for him; but she felt it best to keep quiet for the moment. She didn’t really want him more upset than he already was.

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“Stop tugging!” Hilary hissed, trying to pry his hand free from her wrist.
“Great! Missed the trailers!” Kai snapped, dragging her along a row of seats into a back corner, releasing his grip as he took his jacket off, tossing it onto the free chair on his other side.
“But the movie hasn’t started…”
“It has now,” Kai folded his arms as the title graced the screen, Hilary clamping her mouth shut as she squeezed her skirt between her fingers.
“Well I’m…”
“I paid for this shit, you’re gonna watch it,” he informed her, “In fact, its going to be up there for you; on your top ten movie list.”
“You can’t tell me…!” she began, hearing someone give an irritated cough.
“To shut up?” he offered sharply.
“You think you know everything…” she sighed.
“Because I do,” he shot back.
“You do not!” she hissed, “Get over yourself!”
“Watch me,” he smirked.
“I thought I was supposed to watch the movie?!” she shot back at him.
“That would be good; otherwise I could have left you outside for free!”
“Is it all about money with you?!”
“SSH!” Somebody hissed sharply, Hilary’s face turning scarlet as she slapped her hands over her mouth.
“I can do what I want; I paid to be here…!” Kai shot back at the mystery patron.
“Kai, shut up!” Hilary clamped a hand over his open mouth.
“Hey!” he pushed her hand back, leaning forward; crushing his lips fiercely to hers, “If you’re gonna shut me up; shut me up like this.”
“You arrogant bastard…” she mumbled into his lips, holding his cheeks to prolong the moment; lost in her anger; their kiss.
“I’d only be arrogant if I wasn’t actually superior,” he taunted.
“Oh, just shut up,” she scolded, “I can’t hear the movie that I guess I should be so grateful you paid for.”
“Damn right,” Kai snarled, yanking her into his lap, Hilary giving an automatic reaction; thumping her hand hard off of his chest.
“You deserved that,” she uttered before he got a word in; knowing he’d make some sort of comment to her about it.
“Ow,” he complained, “That hurt,” he grabbed her hand, pulling it down to his side.
“No it did not.”
“Fine, it didn’t,” he growled, silencing her quips with a heated kiss, his fingers brushing her skirt up.
“What are you doing?!” Hilary demanded, grabbing his belt and unfastening it, her fingers making quick work of his button and fly on his trousers.
“I think it’s pretty damn obvious what I’m doing,” he slipped his thumb under the material of her panties, giving them, a playful tug.
“The hurry up and finish it,” she snapped.
“I will when you hurry up with what you’re supposed to do!” he shot back, her slender digits tugging his boxers down just enough to reveal his growing erection.
“You’re such a jerk,” she pouted, “Only you could get off on a fight,” she complained.
“You don’t seem to be too upset about it, do you?” he challenged, “After all,” he yanked her underwear down, resting his hand on her shoulder and pulling her down, making her squeak in shock, “You’re letting me fuck you aren’t you?”
“Just….shut up,” she whimpered, shutting her eyes; trying to focus on keeping her cries silenced.
“Here,” Kai picked up his jacket, tossing over her head, “Keep your trap shut with that.”
“How kind,” she remarked, quickly pressing it to her mouth as he forced her down by the shoulder again.
“Oh; I know,” he snuck his head under the coat, putting his lips to her ear, “I’m fucking good to you.”
“You wish,” she retorted, “You’re nothing but a…”
“A…?” Kai repeated; jerking his hips up to met her smaller body making her get a muted moan.
“You know, I really…!” Hilary flexed her fingers into his arm, moving her hips to connect with his, making him give a low hiss.
“Really…?”
“Really…really….!” Hilary chanted; wanting to call him every foul word she could think of for him; how she hated his pettiness; his domineering manner; his crude mouth…but with him; those things didn’t matter, “Really lo…!” she began; hushed but his harsh kiss once more; part of her relieved he’d stop her talking.
Just this once, of course.
“Same back,” Kai purred into her lips; Hilary smiling in response.
“I’m sorry I was late,” Hilary confessed.
“I know,” Kai murmured, kissing her top lip as he moved against her, Hilary working into his movements, her fingers brushing and cupping his face.
“And…”
“Maybe…” Kai cut in, gripping her waist, “I shouldn’t have…over-reacted like I did.”
“I know,” she agreed softly, accepting his roundabout apology, the girl arching her back in as a shiver worked up her spine, her body breaking into a light sweat as she felt her release edge ever closer.
“I’ll make it up to you,” he promised gently, rubbing his thumb across her cheek; a sweet kiss to her lips holding back her elated cry as her orgasm washed over her, her nails marking his skin; the soft touches on his strong fingers relaxing her body as she jolted in reaction to him coming.
“I think you did,” she piped up, knocking his jacket off her head, pushing it back into the next seat, lifting her body up to fix her lowers layers, her lover doing the same for himself.
“How about we go back to mine…and finish this?” he offered, kissing her cheek as he pushed her hair from her face.
“Once the movie is done,” she replied, “I wouldn’t want to waste the money you paid.”
“Oh,” he half laughed, accepting her kiss as she settled in his lap, her arms looped cozily around his neck as she rested her head on his chest, “Okay.”
He smirked as her attention returned to the screen, before breaking into a full grin, “Considering I was only here five minutes before her…” he thought, “That fight was certainly worth it!”

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