Oof, Angry Sex Dream

Date: 1/16/2020

I was talking to my cousin Z and we were at some kind of party/family gathering for the holidays. We were chilling on the floor and I was talking to Z about music that I listen to when this white college aged dude with face acne interrupted our conversation. He asked Z about a new sports game that came out, and I sat there for a second before I smacked the guy with a hanger I was holding on the side of his stomach/ribs and said I was talking to him first. He looked down at me, told me to mind my business, and turned his attention back to talking to Z. I got pissed and said no and continued to hit him with the hanger, getting continually rougher. Like, y'all, his skin must've been red underneath his shirt. He tried to ignore me and keep up the conversation, but instead got more and more angry, and finally growled out, "Jesus f*cking Christ!" I wanted to offend him, so I said something mean to him and called him Scarface because of all his acne. He got silent and started breathing heavily. His body tensed up, and I thought he was gonna hit me. I was ready for it, tbh. He got really close to my face and started to speak in a low, strained voice saying, "Listen here you..." but I interrupted. I grabbed his chin hard and said, "No, you listen to me you piece of shit," and we both paused, hesitating for a moment, before smashing our mouths together in a violent kiss. It was really rough and animalistic. I pulled his hair and raked my nails across his neck and chest. He hoisted me up into the air as we bit at each other and made out, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I really liked how his hands were all over me, and how possessively he grabbed me even though there were people around who could see. He walked us to the bathroom and slammed the door. The dream ended, but I can assure you the door wasn't the only thing that got slammed that night. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)