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Ty (lovers_alibi) wrote,

The things was if she couldn't be his anchor he wouldn't be her clown fish, they would have to eventually compromise. The two of them thrived off one another like the leaves on a tree thrived for the sunshine. Neither could really flourish and survive without it. Like he had told her he was done with the back and forth game to see who would end up on top. In the scenario Tyler wanted to be the one on top but he was sure so did she. That could be taken the wrong way of course, top or bottom in that sense in all honesty didn't matter to him. The thing was Tyler knew the softer side of Shae as well he knew her when she was most vulnerable in the middle of the night when they would lay close to one another and she'd hold his hand or kiss him. Those moments were rare and precious like diamonds and he held them in the palm of his hand. Tyler enjoyed her fire lit passion, he knew with how furious she was that she loved him and that the thought of him leaving without her or keeping her away was enough to break that heart of hers that she tried to hard to say she didn't have. Tyler knew better. And she knew that he knew better.

It was probably frustrating for her to know that she gave her heart to a man and he was being so reckless with it, part of him knew she probably wanted him to stick it in his pocket so it was safe and sound, but then the other part of her wanted to hate him for tangling her up in this scary web of emotions. He well he enjoyed having that power over her at times just like she enjoyed holding it over his head. It was completely unexpected when she shoved him into the wall, the wind escaped his lungs so hard that he was looking at her almost as if he wanted to hit her in the face for it, but then their lips were touching and her kiss was hot and angry. His hands had fallen to grab her by the hips pulling her in. Yes there was pain and he winced as he kissed her back.

When she finally pulled away and moved he felt like he was on fire he felt as if she sucked the life out of him, he had to pause to gain his wits and breath before he followed her to her room. With the music blaring in the background he grabbed her and kicked the door shut. Pulling her into him he kissed her again; deep and hard. His hands gripped onto the bottom of her ass and he lifted her up. The music was almost deafening but all he could hear was the sound of her breathing and his own as he laid her down on the bed. Reaching out he shoved her suitcase onto the floor and moved to grab her hands pinning them down above her head, his fingers gripped onto her own tight as he did so.

Brushing his lips up along her chin before he bit her upper lip then slid his tongue slowly into her mouth he began to kiss her again deeper only for a moment before he pulled away and kissed her neck. Fully aware that the two of them were clothed, his hips moved up against her own naturally pressing himself hard against her. He wasn't letting her leave. She was stuck now.