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Caitlyn Siehl, from What We Buried; âIn the kitchenâ
[Text ID: âI peel fruit and it is exactly like saying / your name, so I donât wash my hands / and I touch you until we both smell like tangerines.â]
sketch dump! noticed some cinematic parallels between the goslingverse movies and bullet train..

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Jealous Flames
pairing: Aaron Taylor Johnson x female!reader
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warning:smut
Aaronâs apartment was shrouded in shadows as the night grew late, the air thick with tension that had been simmering all evening. Youâd returned home after a night out, and despite your reassurances, Aaronâs eyes burned with a jealousy you could no longer ignore. He stood in the doorway of the living room, arms crossed and jaw set, every inch of him vibrating with barely contained anger.
âWho the hell were you talking to?â he demanded, his tone rough, cutting through the silence.
You tried to explain, âIt was just friendly banter, Aaron. Nothing happened.â
But his glare was unyielding. âFriendly banter? I saw you laughing, the way you smiled at him. Donât you dare pretend you didnât enjoy every second of it.â
Before you could protest further, his frustration and possessiveness exploded. With a sudden movement, Aaron grabbed you roughly by the wrist, yanking you toward him. His heated eyes bore into yours. âYou think Iâm stupid? That I donât know what youâre capable of?â His voice, equal parts anger and desire, sent a shiver down your spine. In that charged moment, the sting of his jealousy ignited something dark and irresistible within you.
âYouâre jealous,â you whispered, voice trembling yet laced with a provocative defiance. âAnd it turns me on.â
A bitter laugh escaped him as he pulled you against the cool wall. âOh, you like it when I get this pissed off, donât you?â he growled. âYou love watching me lose controlâknowing that Iâd tear you apart if you ever slipped away.â
Your heart pounded in response. âI love it, Aaron. I love it when you call me every name in the bookâeven when itâs raw and angry.â Your words were a tease, daring him to unleash every ounce of his jealousy and need.
His eyes flashed with a mix of fury and lust. âThen show me how much you want it,â he snarled, his tone low and dangerous as his hands roamed over your body. âProve that youâre mineâand only mine.â
The air in the room crackled with tension as you met his gaze with burning desire. âIâm yours, damn it. Take meâmake me feel every bit of your jealousy.â
Without another word, Aaronâs anger transformed into a fierce, animalistic hunger. He roughly tugged at your top, tearing it away to reveal bare skin, his hands sliding over you with a possessive urgency. âYouâre driving me insane,â he hissed, his voice thick with raw emotion as he pushed you toward the couch. âI canât stand the thought of you with anyone else. It makes me want to fuck you so hard, Iâm gonna drown you in my need.â
Your breath hitched as you replied, âThen fuck me, Aaron. Show me how much you hate the idea of losing me.â
The transformation was instantaneous. Aaronâs eyes darkened as he pinned you against the back of the couch, his fingers gripping your hips with a mix of rough passion and unmistakable possessiveness. âYouâre mine, you hear me?â he spat, his voice a venomous blend of anger and desire. âIâm gonna make you scream so loud, youâll never forget that no one else can have you.â
His words, raw and unapologetic, sent shivers coursing through your body. âYes, Aaron,â you moaned, your voice trembling with anticipation, âI need you to own me. Call me your bitch, your dirty little slutâwhatever it takes. I want you to tear into me with that jealous fire.â
Aaronâs response was immediate and savage. His lips crashed down on yours in a searing kiss that was both rough and demanding. His tongue wrestled with yours as his hands fumbled with the hem of your skirt, discarding it along with the last remnants of your restraint. âFuck, you drive me wild,â he growled, his hot breath caressing your ear as he murmured, âIâm gonna fuck you so hard tonight, you wonât know what hit you.â
As he moved behind you, his touch was relentless. With one hand, he cupped your face roughly as he whispered, âYou love it when Iâm like thisâraw, angry, and completely obsessed with you. Admit it.â His other hand found its way between your legs, stoking your already raging desire.
âFuck, AaronâŚâ you panted, arching into his touch, âIâm burning for you. I want you to use that jealous anger on me, make me feel like Iâm the only one in your world.â
Aaronâs dirty talk filled the space between your gasps and moans. âThatâs it,â he barked, each word laced with a potent cocktail of lust and fury. âYouâre mine, and Iâm gonna show you exactly what that means. Iâm gonna fuck you so fiercely, youâll beg for every agonizing, beautiful second of it.â His tone hardened as he resumed his rhythm, the pace fierce and unyielding.
Every thrust was a declarationâa bitter promise born from a heart that couldnât bear the thought of losing you. âYou like it when I get rough, donât you?â he growled as he pounded into you, his eyes never leaving yours. âYou love that Iâm so damn jealous, so fucking possessive.â
Your voice came out in a ragged whisper, âYes, Aaron, I need it. I need you to own me, to mark me as yours with every angry, passionate thrust. Make me yours completely.â
As the tension escalated, his words grew louder, each one a raw command. âThatâs right, bitch,â he spat, alternating between rough exclamations and tender, desperate pleas. âIâm gonna make you screamâscream for me, for the fact that no one else can have you. Iâm gonna fuck you until youâre nothing but mine.â
The room vibrated with the intensity of your hate-fueled passion. Every thrust, every whispered curse and declaration was a testament to the complex fire that burned between youâwhere jealousy transformed into a heady, unbridled lust. Your bodies moved in a fierce, imperfect rhythm, every motion fueled by the desperate need to reclaim possession, to assert that despite everything, you belonged to him alone.
âFuck, Aaron!â you cried out, your voice a blend of ecstasy and raw emotion. âIâm all yoursâtake me harder, make me forget everyone but you!â
With one final, powerful thrust, the storm of jealousy and desire reached its peak. Aaronâs gritted teeth and the guttural edge in his voice marked the culmination of your heated encounterâa moment where all the anger, the hurt, and the burning passion merged into one explosive climax.
As the intensity subsided, leaving behind a trembling silence, Aaronâs rough hands gently cradled your face. His eyes, still smoldering with the afterglow of rage and desire, softened as he whispered, âI hate how much I need you, how much it hurts not knowing if youâre really mine.â
You met his gaze with equal tenderness, the raw vulnerability in your eyes belying the wild passion of the night. âIâm here, Aaron. No matter how fucked up it gets, Iâm yours. Weâre in this togetherâeven when everythingâs raw and ugly.â
In that quiet, charged moment, the embers of jealousy slowly cooled, replaced by a fragile peaceâa reminder that even in the midst of hate sex, the undeniable truth of your connection burned brighter than any jealous flame.
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