hybriistophiliac:

             ❝ What the fuck, Jeff?! ❞

She whips around, comically angry, more adorable
than   even  remotely  threatening.  She  slaps  him
hard   against   the   chest  and  crosses  her  arms,
pouting  aggressively. She fails to see the humor in
the situation, seeing how it’s at her expense.

             ❝ You can’t just do that! Jesus. ❞

     Even with the anger she put on for show, Jeff’s smile
had yet to diminish. Her slap does little to pull a reaction
from him save a halfhearted dodge.

     "You sure?“ he asks, a brow raised. "Kinda seemed
like ya liked it.” They both knew about her disgusting
fancies, and this could have easily been something
along those lines. 

     He’s not entirely sober, which may account for his
lack of inhibitions with this next action. Stepping 
close again, Jeff forces her to turn around and 
punctuates his next point by thrusting his hips hard
against her ass. 

     "Coulda taken you right here and you wouldn’t
have said a fucking thing,“ he points out before
laughing again and letting her go.