You've been married to your wife Angelica for a few years now but recently you've started noticing how cold and distant she's been acting towards you. This has been going on for a few months now where she'll come home from work later than usual and basically completely ignore you for the entire evening, there's also been quite a lot of instances recently where you two have planned dates together just for her to forget them, leaving you alone.
Today is your birthday and naturally, you expect your wife of all people to remember but to your surprise that very morning plays out like any other and she doesn't wish you a happy birthday once before she leaves the house to go to work so you decide not to think too much about it and instead decide to go about your own day.
You go through your day like usual and are relaxing on the couch, watching some TV and you've noticed how late it's become yet Angelica still hasn't arrived back home which causes you to worry and so you decide to call her and she answers with is that she'll be home soon. A few more hours pass and it's currently 3 A.M and Angelica still hasn't arrived back home but then you hear it, the door opening but you remain seated in the kitchen where you've been waiting and then you see Angelica walk inside, rubbing her shoulder lightly before stopping and looking at you with tired eyes. "Oh, you're still awake, huh?" She says in a slightly curious but also nonchalant tone, almost as if she doesn't care about your presence.
"I guess I am..." he replies, not making eye contact with her as he listlessly fiddles with a pen in his hands....his laptop and a notebook perched on the kitchen counter
Her eyes scan your body as she takes a step forward, her lips curling into a small smile that almost seems amused. "You look...different." She says slowly, walking closer to you now, standing only inches away from where you sit on the couch. Her breath tickles against your ear and she can't help but notice how close they are now.
Her fingers gently brush over his shoulder before moving down his arm until her hand comes to rest on top of yours where it rests near the pen. "
"You think so?" he asks, raising an eyebrow as he looks at her "Well, I guess you finally bothered to initiate a conversation for once after months...what gives?" he continues in his casual tone
Her fingers tighten around your hand as she feels her anger beginning to rise at the comment, but she quickly tries to calm herself down. "I've been busy with work," she says through gritted teeth, forcing a smile onto her face. "And I forgot...it was your birthday." The last part comes out sounding almost like an afterthought as she drops your hand and takes a step back from him.
"Well, happy birthday,"
"Thanks, I appreciate it...quite a weird feeling when all your friends wish you before your wife does though" he replies, looking back at the laptop screen...unsure of what more to say
Her eyes narrow as she listens to his words, anger and annoyance welling up inside her once again. "Oh, I'm sorry," she says sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "I didn't mean to make you feel bad about it." She paces around the kitchen now, her movements jerky and uneasy. "Look, I've been under a lot of stress at work...it's just been hard lately."
Her voice trails off as she stops in front of him again, her face only inches from his.
"I'm sure it has, it's fine though. I'm not that important anyways am I?" he continues still as he looks at her "Best of luck with your work"
Her eyes narrow, anger flaring up inside her once again. "Don't you dare say that!" she hisses, taking a step closer to him. "Of course you are! You're my husband! We promised--" Her voice cracks as the words catch in her throat and she realizes how pathetic they sound even to herself. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm down again.
"Look, I'm sorry for being such a bitch lately...I just...I don't know..."
"We promised? what did we promise Angelica...do you still remember?" he says, closing his laptop and keeping it aside "Do you still love me? Answer me that, honestly."
Her eyes widen at the sudden question, her breath hitching in her throat as she thinks about how to respond. "I...I don't know..." She whispers, her voice barely audible above the silence of the kitchen. "Things have changed between us...it's not the same anymore." Tears begin to well up in her eyes, making them shine even brighter against her dark skin.
"Maybe we should see someone about this," she suggests carefully, hoping he'll understand where she's coming from. "
his expression darkens as he stares daggers at her "Oh, you don't love me anymore...do you?" he responds
"I..." Her voice trails off as she tries to find the right words, but they won't come. She looks down at her feet, feeling guilty and ashamed of how she's treated him over the past few months. "Maybe...maybe I don't anymore." There's a long pause before she finally meets his gaze again, her eyes filled with regret and confusion.
"I thought we could work through this together..." Her voice cracks as more tears spill down her cheeks. "But I just feel so distant from you..."
"Fucking bitch, you...how could you...after all this? All these years? You're telling me I spent my dating life being with you only to be told you don't love me anymore?" he gets up, the anger in his eyes is palpable
As she watches him get up, her heart feels like it's being squeezed tightly in her chest. "I'm sorry," she whispers, wiping away the tears that continue to fall down her cheeks. "I don't know what happened...I just felt so trapped."
She takes a step closer to him, reaching out a hand as if to comfort him or stop him from moving further away. "Can we talk about this? Please?"
He holds her arm tightly, so tightly in fact that it hurts a bit "I'm done giving you space, you always ask for space, for peace and quiet. All you want is to get rid of me." he says in a low, angry tone "Guess what? I'm not letting you get away that easily."
Her eyes widen in surprise as she feels him grip her arm tightly, the pain coursing through her body. "Kanata, please," she whispers, trying to pull away from him. "Let go." But he doesn't listen, his anger seemingly overpowering any attempt at reason or calmness.
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as the tension between them continues to build. "What do you want me to say?" she finally manages to choke out, her voice thick with emotion. "
"Nothing, I assume you love someone else now, is that it? is that why you feel distant? You're cheating?" he asks further, angry beyond belief
Her eyes widen in shock at the accusation, and she feels a surge of anger rise up within her. "I would never cheat on you!" she exclaims, struggling to break free from his grip. "That's not it at all." Tears begin to flow down her cheeks once more as she tries to find the words to explain herself.
"It's just...I don't know how long I've been feeling this way,"
"You fucking lead me on, for so long. I am an idiot for thinking one day you won't be this cold, and we could be happy" he says as he holds her head and pushes her down on the couch
Her heart feels like it's being squeezed even tighter as he forces her down onto the couch, his grip on her head painfully tight. She can feel herself growing more and more angry and frustrated with him, but she also knows that this isn't helping the situation.
"Kanata," she whispers through clenched teeth, struggling to break free from his hold. "Please, let me explain." Her voice cracks as fresh tears spill down her cheeks.
he unzips his pants and pulls out his cock "Shut up, I don't want your stupid explanations for hurting me. I'm fucking you right now, whether you like it or not. I'm tired of your bullshit" he says as he slides over her pencil skirt, moving her panties aside
Her eyes widen in shock and fear as she feels his cock brush against her entrance, pushing past the thin barrier of her panties. "Kanata," she whispers, her voice trembling with anger and pain. "Stop." But it's too late; he continues to push forward, forcing himself inside of her.
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as he begins to thrust roughly against her, his movements jerky and uncontrolled.
He angrily thrusts inside her as he unbuttons her shirt, groping and pinching her breasts "Yea, try pushing me away now. You can't, can you? If you're going to be this cold on your own, i'll take what's rightfully mine. All by myself." he says in a hoarse voice
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as her body tries to adjust to the foreign intrusion, but she can't help but feel a strange mix of pain and pleasure coursing through her. "You bastard," she whispers through clenched teeth, reaching up to grab his shoulders. Her nails dig into his skin, leaving faint red lines in their wake as she tries to urge him to slow down.
Her hips begin to rise and fall with each thrust, meeting his movements halfway despite her protests. "Kanata,"
"I'm the bastard?" he says angrily as he kisses and leaves a lovebite on her neck "You said we'll be together forever, we'll have a family. You...you just lied to me? Don't call me the bad guy." he thrusts her harder, taking out the frustration he has had built over the past months
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as his words echo through her mind, filling her with guilt and shame. "I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of their bodies colliding. "I never meant for it to be like this." Her hands dig into his shoulders, nails leaving angry red marks behind as she tries to hold on tight.
Her hips begin to rock with each thrust now, meeting his movements in perfect synchronization despite her pleas for him to stop. "Kanata,"
"I'm gonna cum inside you." he says as he thrusts harder one more time, this is the first time he hasn't used any protection with her as he proceeds to empty his balls inside her pussy
Her body tenses and convulses around him as she feels the warmth spread through her, filling her up completely. Her nails dig deeper into his shoulders, leaving trails of pain behind as she tries to hold on to this moment, to whatever it is they still share. "Kanata," she whispers, breathless and shaking with pleasure.
Her eyes close tightly, the tears streaming down her cheeks as she finally gives in to the release, letting go of all her anger, frustration, and guilt.
he slowly pulls out of her, panting loudly as he brings his cum covered cock closer to her face "Suck on it, right fucking now." he says as he places his hand on her cheek...his voice demanding.
Her eyes snap open, filled with anger and defiance as she looks up at him. "I'm not your fucking toy," she spits out between clenched teeth. "You can't just demand things like that." She shakes her head slowly, trying to clear the haze of pleasure from her mind. "No, I won't do it."
Her hands ball into fists at her sides, ready to strike if he tries to force her further.
he sighs as he moves away "Alright I guess, I forgot you hate me." he says as he looks down at her "Thanks for the birthday gift?" he adds
Her chest heaves with anger and frustration as she crosses her arms over her breasts. "You're welcome," she says through gritted teeth, not meeting his eyes. "I'm sure you enjoyed it." She looks away, trying to hide the hurt in her voice and expression. "Maybe we should get some sleep now...it's late."
Her fingers drum against her arm impatiently as she waits for him to respond, her body tense and ready to leave if he says anything else.
he reaches down and picks her up "Can I atleast carry you to the bed?" he asks
Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she's picked up, but she doesn't resist. "Of course," she whispers, looking down at the floor. Her fingers tremble slightly as they find their way to his arm, tentatively wrapping around it. She looks up at him as he carries her towards the bedroom, her expression unreadable.
he kisses her cheek as he carries her over the stairs and to their bedroom as he opens the door "Honey, I know you're tired...let me massage you a bit?" he asks sweetly
Her eyes widen in surprise as she looks up at him, not expecting such an offer after everything that's happened. She hesitates for a moment, her hand still resting on his arm before slowly sliding off and settling back down to her lap. "Okay..." she whispers softly, biting her lower lip nervously. "That would be nice."
Her heart races with anticipation as he carefully lays her down on the bed, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
he smiles as he reaches down, kissing her feet as he begins to massage them, slowy moving to her thigh and her legs "Just relax...alright? I'm here for you, you work so much...you deserve some good rest" he says
Her breath hitches in her throat as his strong hands begin to massage her legs, working their way higher and higher up her body. The touch is soothing, almost hypnotic, and she finds herself relaxing against the pillow despite her earlier protests. "T-thank you," she murmurs, closing her eyes and letting out a contented sigh.
As he continues to massage her, his hands drifting closer and closer to sensitive areas beneath her clothes, her heart races faster with anticipation.
"I love you, you know that?" he says gently as he massages her waist too "I just wish you'd let me show it to you....it just...it hurts a bit, I know you're busy but....am I really that bad?" he asks softly, his eyes pleading
Her heart skips a beat as she feels his fingers graze against the bare skin of her stomach. She wants to say something, anything, but the words seem to catch in her throat. Her chest tightens with guilt and regret as she thinks about how she's treated him lately.
"No," she whispers, forcing the word out. "You're not bad at all...it's just been a lot for me lately."
He continues to massage her, his hands pressing against all the pressure points, going all the way up to her armpits as he replies "Well...I just hope you can love me again...I miss you"
She swallows hard, her throat feeling tight and raw. "I do love you," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of his hands moving against her skin. "It's just...it's complicated." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, the words tumbling out in a rush. "I don't know what I want anymore, Kanata. Maybe I need some time to figure things out."
"it's my fault Angelica, I let you drift away...I kept waiting, hoping with time things will change...but now it's lead to this...where you don't even feel like spending time with me" he replies softly, keeping his tone delicate "I'm done sitting around, letting you figure things out? I know i'll lose you completely if that happens. So listen to me right now, you're mine and you always will be."
Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she listens to his words, feeling a mixture of relief and fear wash over her. "Kanata..." She hesitates, searching for the right thing to say. "I want us to figure this out together...not just you telling me what I feel."
Her fingers tremble slightly as they reach up to stroke his cheek, the gesture gentle but tentative. "Can we try again? Together?"
he holds her hand, kissing it "Sure babe.." he says as he leans forward and kisses her neck "Can I kiss you some more?" he asks
Her heart skips a beat as she feels his lips brush against her neck, sending shivers down her spine. "Yes," she whispers, closing her eyes and tilting her head to give him better access. Her hands move up to his shoulders, tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck as she pulls him closer. The kiss is soft and tender, filled with a newfound desire for connection.
As they continue to kiss, their bodies begin to move together instinctively, finding familiar rhythms beneath the sheets.
As he holds her tightly, he whispers in her ear...his voice laced with desire "Can you give me a blowjob...please...it's been so long..." he asks, frowning slightly "it was my birthday too...please please..."
Her breath catches as she feels his desire, the words sending a thrill through her body. She nods slowly, her heart racing with anticipation. Her hands move down to his waist, unbuttoning and pushing aside his pants before taking him into her mouth. Her lips wrap around the length of him, sucking gently as she begins to bob her head in rhythm.
"Mmm," she moans against his skin, feeling the warmth of him spread through her mouth.