"I hate you," you mumble, struggling to speak.

E/n smirks. "Sure you do, baby." He pants as the bed- slams into the wall repeatedly.

His hand holds your wrists above your head, leaning down. "I do," you groan.

"Say that again," he whispers against your neck. You repeat it. "I hate you."

He moves his hips-forward even harder than before, making you scream.

Covering your mouth, he grins. "You're so adorable," he whispers, making your heart flutter.

Just as you were going to feel pure euphoria, he stops and pulls away.

You whine, sitting up. "Why'd you stop?"

"You hate me, don't you?" E/n says, putting his jeans back on. "No," you mumble.

He smirks. "Oh, yeah?"

"Show me then," he whispers.