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They were both getting tired of this.

"I'm going to shower and then I'll meet you in bed," she offered him a kiss and headed off to the shower, considering pleasing herself while she could, knowing sex tonight would be out of the question.

He sighed, watching her go. He didn't want her to have to give up what she wanted, perhaps just tolerating having sex with him for the rest of her life.

He padded to the kitchen, staring into the fridge, when he closed it, said 'fuck it', and poured himself a little too much whiskey.

He heard her get out of the shower and he took a big sip of whiskey, feeling it burn. He winced but he liked it. She had never understood how he could drink it, she hated the burn of liquor in her throat.

He chuckled. He loved whiskey and the burn while she hated it... she liked rough sex and he avoided it.

Finishing the last drop, he poured himself more. Every sip, every burn of fire down his throat that he loved made him consider how he could, in turn, be rough with her.

He heard her close the closet door, putting on an old t shirt of his for bed. He threw back that last of his whiskey, relishing the feeling and stalked towards the bedroom, more confident that he'd felt in months.

She was rubbing lotion into her hands as she came into the bedroom, regarding him carefully as if he was still upset.

His hands went straight for the bottom of the t-shirt, pulling it up over her head as she tried stumbled back shocked, confused, frowning.

He pushed her back, the thought of apologizing glazed behind the whiskey, making her stumble.

She stared at him wide-eyed, not seeing any remnant of her sweet, loving, gentle husband in his eyes. For a moment, it made her nervous, worried that if he backed down, he would be even more disappointed in himself.

But he didn't waver. He pushed her against the wall hard, feeling her shoulders hit and smiling. He wondered if that gave her a similar burn of the whiskey.

She moaned as his body pressed her against the wall hard and for the first time, his hands curled into her hair, pulling her face to his. He kissed her just as hard, tasting the whiskey on his breath. She could taste it too, but even more, she felt him pressed against her firmly, kissing her hard.

She pushed against him but he pushed her back, making her moan into his mouth, his hands trailing down her breasts quickly, not pausing to gently touch.

His hands ran up and down her sides, eliciting goosebumps that made him grin and made her shudder.

Gripping her shoulders, he stepped back, pulling her with him, and tossing her onto the bed, seeing the glint of fire in her eyes. She was loving this.

Leaning down, he trailed his hands up her legs, tipping her back onto the bed and climbing over her.

He was still careful how he placed his body over hers. He still greatly outweighed her and he was much stronger than her. He would be rough, but he wouldn't do anything to hurt her.

Coming down on her lips once more, he kissed her deeply, feeling her teeth nibble on his bottom lip, feeling just as good as the whiskey had felt. He growled in his throat, making her squirm underneath him.

He kissed roughly down her neck, letting the scruff on his jaw brush against her skin and she shivered.

He bit down gently on her collarbone, kissing down her chest, hand encircling her breast and squeezing hard.

He wondered if this would be too much, if this would be where she stopped him...

But her hand came up, covered his, and squeezed around his, urging him to grip her just a little bit harder.

He smiled, lowering his lips to her other breast, teeth grazing her nipple. He felt her chest rise and fall dramatically as she struggled to control her breathing.

Lips still on her breast, he reached down and pulled his shirt off, tossing it away. She reached to touch him and he swatted her hands away softly, taking hold of her wrists and pushing them down.

One hand trailed down her stomach, down to slip off her underwear as the other hand still gripped her breast.

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