The Way You Felt

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I'm going to add a tw for attempted r*pe? I guess that's what it qualifies as? ANYWAYS TW!!
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A sharp knock on the door drew Bataar jr out of his thoughts. When he opened the door his eyes connected with Kuvira's and he smiled warmly. His smile soon faded upon realizing she looked distraught.

"Kuvira, what's wrong? And what are you doing up so l-" he was abruptly cut off by her soft lips on his own. He was shocked at first but he quickly melted into it. She slammed the door behind them and pushed him back. To be completely honest, Bataar Jr. was confused. He wasn't sure why she was there or why she had kissed him, but he didn't care. He had always had a crush on her and after she made the first move he felt he could finally act on it. She pulled him in again, this kiss being much more hot and passionate than the last. Her body was radiating heat and he was basking in it. He never wanted her to pull apart from him for fear she would not come back. When the kiss finally did end, they were both panting.

Kuvira's chest felt tight. Instead of feeling lust she only felt sick. She knew that doing anything with Bataar would not lessen her yearning for Su. Ultimately she knew that if she continued and Su were to find out it would only hurt them both in the end. The thought of sleeping with Bataar Jr made her feel disgusted, but it became very clear he did not feel the same way. His hands were pawing at the hem of her shirt as he sloppily kissed her neck, essentially slobbering on her like a dog.

"Bataar, stop," she said. He pretended as if he had not heard her and he continued to slide his hands up her shirt. Disgusted with him, she pried his hands off of her and shoved him towards the other side of the room. He stumbled backwards. When kuvira met his eyes she honestly felt scared. The anger that has risen within him terrified her. He was quick to grab her and pin her against the nearest wall.

"Let me go," she hissed as he resumed slobbering on her. One of his cold hands flew up to grab her throat. If looks could've killed her, she would've been dead.

"Just remember kUvIrA that whatever happens here, YOU were the one who came to MY room. YOU were the one who kissed ME. So whatever ends up happening, you have no one to blame but yourself!" He hissed as he hastily unbuttoned his pants. Kuvira was regretting her decision very much. She felt so sick and all she wanted was to be in Su's arms. Bataar Jr grabbed hold of her hand and forced her to grip his now fully exposed member.

Suddenly the huge metal doors flew open and there stood Su. Her eyes immediately went to Kuvira and she stopped dead in her tracks. When she realized what they were doing tears started streaming again. Kuvira knew how it looked, but she used the opportunity Su had given her to forcefully push Bataar away. Su turned around and hastily started walking away. Kuvira's heart dropped. She started running after her until Bataar Jr caught her arm. He squeezed hard enough to leave bruises. She ripped her arm away from him and continued running after his mother.

"Su, wait!" She called after the older woman. "It's not what it looks like!" Suyin looked back at Kuvira and this time the younger woman could see the tears streaming down her golden skin.

"I'm sure it's exactly what it looks like," she whispered. She continued to walk away, refusing to even give the younger metal bender a chance to explain. Kuvira sank to her knees in the middle of the hallway. She knew that in that moment there would be no reasoning with Su. She could feel the pain welling up in her chest and she felt like she was going to be sick.

She carefully pulled herself off of cold floor and woefully carried herself out of the compound and back to her home. When she walked in she locked the doors tightly behind her, mostly out of fear. If Bataar was willing to do that to her after she had willingly gone to him, she didn't want to imagine what he could do when he knew she was alone. Just to be extra cautious she slid a chair under the handles to keep it from opening. Logically, she didn't think Bataar Jr. had the guts to leave the compound in the middle of the night just to seek her out, but the thought that it could happen still lingered in her head.

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