recently got into it with the guy i’ve been somewhat casually seeing lately and it got to the point where i couldn’t even stand to be near him. i was so mad and riled up.
we were at his place and i literally turned to leave but he pulled me back and next thing you know we were fucking hard on the damn floor.
i’ve heard of the term “hate sex” before but didn’t know what it was all about. now i totally get it. like it’s honestly so hot. one second we couldn’t stand to be around each other and the next we were taking out our frustration through the form of rough sex.
it’s actually quite freeing. i was still a bit mad afterwards but also felt lighter and more free. like it sort of put things into perspective and made me realise we were taking the situation a bit too seriously. i still left after that because we needed some space, but we were able to sort it out later.
hate sex is fire. i love it.