Apple Bits Chaos

She was so tempted to rip his shirt. There was just something incredibly gratifying about the sound of the buttons popping in every direction and hitting the floor. However, they had to come to some sort of agreement when he started running out of shirts. It didn't help that she had a stack of his clothes, random personal items, and even a bar of his soap squirreled away in the heating ducts of the building.

Dropping back to the ground, her tongue found his collarbone while she unbuttoned the shirt and shoved it down his arms temporarily using it to pull him closer. Depending on his mood he liked her to be aggressive or he wanted to be in control. There was never a time she didn't like when he got forceful with her but there was something really fun about pushing him around.