That time we brought jealousy to bed

“You’re gonna fuck his cock? Hmm? His young, fat cock?”

He’s sneering and he’s pinning me down, the fleshy part of my arms pinched to the mattress, crucified by his urgently angry knees. He’s been ramming things into my throat: his fingertips, his hostile, painfully erect cock. He’s been ramming things into my face: his open palm like lightning across my cheeks, doubling back on the other side. He’s been ramming things into my windpipe: braiding his fingers around my neck, plying his elbow to produce wheezing gasps.

He’s been stapling my nipples into pancakes between his rough fingernails.

And I’m not flinching in the slightest. I’m not fucking threatened at all.

I’m seeping spillage, leaking lust all over the bed.

“Yes, I’m gonna fuck his cock.”, I crooned, with a wide smirk canceling out the tears in my eyes and salvia on my face, “I’m gonna have him cum in my pussy and bring it back to you, make you watch it fall out of my cunt.”

The anger boils in his eyes, like a spark before the explosion. That anger makes my insides squeal, makes my pussy unravel in desire. I poke that anger with my long, curious stick:

“That makes you so jealous, doesn’t it? That I want his cock so bad? You're so jealous.”

We are smirk-on-smirk, dueling each other into an erotic truce. He thrust his tongue urgently into my mouth, violently, possessively. We kiss like we need each other’s carbon dioxide to live. He rakes my hair through his knuckles, yanks my head back to expose my ear.

“Yes, it makes me jealous. Bring it back to me. Let me see his cum in your pussy”

And like that: we fuck. Hard, raw, nasty. A spiral of jealousy that transmutes into possession that diffuses back into love. There is no more talking, no more negotiation. There is just this blazing honesty on our sweaty skin. We fuck like animals, thinking of this imagined future tryst. We fuck like animals, marking our territory, stake our claim in each other’s flesh.

We fuck like humans, desperately trying to use our bodies and sex to convey the immense size and scope of our love.