"I hate you." I hissed between kisses, my fingers tangling eagerly in his locks. "Hatred and desire fall into the same catagory." He whispered against my lips, nudging his knee between my thighs. 𝐀 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧, 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞, 𝐝𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐏𝐎𝐕 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬. 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒚 𝑺𝑴//𝑻, 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒈𝒔, 𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒂𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒆, 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚.