How to Fight
By Keith Kareem Williams
It had been almost a week since Cole and Tatiana had been on good terms which created an extremely tense, awkward atmosphere since they lived under the same roof. They both had forgotten what originally caused the friction but they were both stubborn enough to let it linger. Even when they slept in bed, they both made sure that they stayed completely separate as if the slightest touch might be translated into some sort of subliminal surrender. They seldom spoke and only if it was absolutely necessary. It had been two days since they'd even exchanged basic greetings like "hello" and "goodbye." On the sixth day of their feud, if the walls could talk, this is what they would tell us happened.
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Cole and Tatiana sat on the couch, on opposite ends like strangers and watched some random movie on the television. Neither one really paid attention to what was on. It was just part of their daily ritual, only respectfully observed because neither one wanted to cross the invisible line that might falsely give the impression that they wanted to break up. It was the most honest thing they had done over the past few days. Cole didn't want to leave and Tatiana didn't want him to. The real truth was that frustration had started to weaken their pride. They still loved each other but at times, they were just terrible at showing it. As the credits rolled on the movie that they really weren’t watching, Cole gave in to his frustration. He sat in the same room with her but missed her painfully. Suddenly, without warning, he got up off the couch and started putting on his boots. Tatiana watched him silently, her face still stone but her heart pounded wildly with fear. If she could have looked inside Cole's chest, she would have seen that his heart was behaving the same way. He knew what type of Pandora's Box he would be opening if he stormed out of the apartment at that moment but he also knew that he had to do something.
"Where do you think you're going?" Tatiana asked as Cole grabbed his jacket and his keys. Her own voice sounded strange to her because she hadn't said a word to him in so long. Cole sighed inside, relieved to hear it. However, his facial expression remained the same. His hand was on the doorknob and his back was turned to her but he slowly turned to face her.
"Who the fuck are you lookin' at like that?" Cole asked, noticing the desperate flame that burned in her eyes. He couldn't tell if it was passionate concern or if she really would have wanted him to turn into a smoldering pile of ashes where he stood.
"I'm lookin' at YOU like that!" she answered, almost as boldly as the steps he took towards her were. She was afraid and excited by the way he marched towards her, forcefully focused and with deadly purpose. He stood right over her and every single muscle in her body tensed in eager anticipation of what he would do next.
"What the FUCK is YOUR problem?" Cole barked but before Tatiana could answer she felt his hands on the side of her face. He grabbed her and kissed her.
Tatiana kissed him back harder than she ever had before. She sighed as if he had breathed part of her soul back into her body. His kiss was rough and as soon as their lips had parted, he unbuckled his belt, almost as if he was about to pull it off and spank her with it. The way she felt at that moment, she would have bent over and let him. Instead, he dropped his pants to his ankles and pulled her skirt up to her waist.
Everything that happened next was a blur. Tatiana didn't even know when he dragged her panties off but by the time Cole pushed between her soft, pussy lips, she was already gushing and soaking wet. They were both too heated and ready to waste any time with any kind of foreplay. Her fingernails ripped into the flesh of his hips so that she could have a firmer grip as she pulled him so that he could bury his dick deep inside her. Cole obliged her and continued to force it in her without mercy, no matter how loud she screamed. Every stroke was delivered with the force of everything that had been building up for all the days they'd been at odds. Tatiana bit her lip as she felt her pussy drip as it stretched to make him fit. She didn't WANT to make up by making love. She NEEDED to get fucked! Even though he hadn't taken his belt to her backside, she felt like she was taking a beating. Truthfully, Cole wanted to punish her deep for not letting this happen sooner. He scraped her insides until she shook her whole frame. Her legs went stiff, then limp as she squirted and came. Cole had forgotten how good her pussy was. He tried to hold back but it wasn't long after that he let everything go inside of her. Tatiana moaned as she felt it splash. He let her feel his dick throb after his orgasm before he pulled out. She smiled as he fell to his knees and rested his head on her naked thigh. She played with his face as they caught their breath.
"I don't want to fight no more," he said, sounding half-dead.
"Me either," she giggled.
By Keith Kareem Williams
It had been almost a week since Cole and Tatiana had been on good terms which created an extremely tense, awkward atmosphere since they lived under the same roof. They both had forgotten what originally caused the friction but they were both stubborn enough to let it linger. Even when they slept in bed, they both made sure that they stayed completely separate as if the slightest touch might be translated into some sort of subliminal surrender. They seldom spoke and only if it was absolutely necessary. It had been two days since they'd even exchanged basic greetings like "hello" and "goodbye." On the sixth day of their feud, if the walls could talk, this is what they would tell us happened.
***
Cole and Tatiana sat on the couch, on opposite ends like strangers and watched some random movie on the television. Neither one really paid attention to what was on. It was just part of their daily ritual, only respectfully observed because neither one wanted to cross the invisible line that might falsely give the impression that they wanted to break up. It was the most honest thing they had done over the past few days. Cole didn't want to leave and Tatiana didn't want him to. The real truth was that frustration had started to weaken their pride. They still loved each other but at times, they were just terrible at showing it. As the credits rolled on the movie that they really weren’t watching, Cole gave in to his frustration. He sat in the same room with her but missed her painfully. Suddenly, without warning, he got up off the couch and started putting on his boots. Tatiana watched him silently, her face still stone but her heart pounded wildly with fear. If she could have looked inside Cole's chest, she would have seen that his heart was behaving the same way. He knew what type of Pandora's Box he would be opening if he stormed out of the apartment at that moment but he also knew that he had to do something.
"Where do you think you're going?" Tatiana asked as Cole grabbed his jacket and his keys. Her own voice sounded strange to her because she hadn't said a word to him in so long. Cole sighed inside, relieved to hear it. However, his facial expression remained the same. His hand was on the doorknob and his back was turned to her but he slowly turned to face her.
"Who the fuck are you lookin' at like that?" Cole asked, noticing the desperate flame that burned in her eyes. He couldn't tell if it was passionate concern or if she really would have wanted him to turn into a smoldering pile of ashes where he stood.
"I'm lookin' at YOU like that!" she answered, almost as boldly as the steps he took towards her were. She was afraid and excited by the way he marched towards her, forcefully focused and with deadly purpose. He stood right over her and every single muscle in her body tensed in eager anticipation of what he would do next.
"What the FUCK is YOUR problem?" Cole barked but before Tatiana could answer she felt his hands on the side of her face. He grabbed her and kissed her.
Tatiana kissed him back harder than she ever had before. She sighed as if he had breathed part of her soul back into her body. His kiss was rough and as soon as their lips had parted, he unbuckled his belt, almost as if he was about to pull it off and spank her with it. The way she felt at that moment, she would have bent over and let him. Instead, he dropped his pants to his ankles and pulled her skirt up to her waist.
Everything that happened next was a blur. Tatiana didn't even know when he dragged her panties off but by the time Cole pushed between her soft, pussy lips, she was already gushing and soaking wet. They were both too heated and ready to waste any time with any kind of foreplay. Her fingernails ripped into the flesh of his hips so that she could have a firmer grip as she pulled him so that he could bury his dick deep inside her. Cole obliged her and continued to force it in her without mercy, no matter how loud she screamed. Every stroke was delivered with the force of everything that had been building up for all the days they'd been at odds. Tatiana bit her lip as she felt her pussy drip as it stretched to make him fit. She didn't WANT to make up by making love. She NEEDED to get fucked! Even though he hadn't taken his belt to her backside, she felt like she was taking a beating. Truthfully, Cole wanted to punish her deep for not letting this happen sooner. He scraped her insides until she shook her whole frame. Her legs went stiff, then limp as she squirted and came. Cole had forgotten how good her pussy was. He tried to hold back but it wasn't long after that he let everything go inside of her. Tatiana moaned as she felt it splash. He let her feel his dick throb after his orgasm before he pulled out. She smiled as he fell to his knees and rested his head on her naked thigh. She played with his face as they caught their breath.
"I don't want to fight no more," he said, sounding half-dead.
"Me either," she giggled.
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Great short, Keith! I was definitely in the room...
ReplyDeleteThanks MelodiR....you say the sweetest things. I free-styled this real quick. I like the characters so I might re-visit their "situation" again.
ReplyDeleteThat was great! I felt like I was watching it on a movie screen in my mind!
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading khryztyne. Glad you enjoyed it. I try my best to keep it fresh, exciting and interesting around here. : )
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