-rhys  ,
her life was always stuck in the same routine, in the same order she couldn’t escape. wake up, go to job, try to do the best you can, go home, enjoy the evening in the company of boring people. yes she was happy, she lived a life some people could only image, but she was always looking for a way to escape the reality to give everyday it’s own meaning. she managed to that but than at the end of the day everything was ruined with a unmeaningfull sex.
‘’god, i hate him, i don’t even know why i am still standing him,’’ she – a little bit aggressively – put the phone on the table and threw herself on the couch. her heart was kinda beating fast while she went with her fingers through her thick, dark hair. they fell down and lay on the white bedspread, she looked like a sun flower – beautiful and radiant.
aria meant every word, she really hated rhys, she despites him, he is arrogant, self centered bitch that stomps all over other people. but everytime she saw him, when he saw her, some kind of tension brought them together. their relationship was based on acts, there were only few words they evers spoke to each other and even those were negative and offensive.
the world in front of her was starting to get blurry and her body was with every second lighter, her head was clear and she felt like she was sinking into the depts. wild and loud ring of the bell woke her up and dark headed girl fell down and swept everything from the table on the floor. including her work papers and juice – those were not friends. ‘’shit shit shit,’’ her voice was harsh but gentle at the same time not matter the meaning of her words. ‘’yes, get in here,’’ not so gentle anymore.
still in her dress the girl was trying to clean the mess up and she looked at the man stepping in. that cleaning was faster than you could imagine for sure. she started to unzip her red, bloody dress and gave him the look that was to obvious.  

aria  
okay, this sucks, sorry -.-

he couldn't help smiling at her message. for a moment or two he thought about returning the favor with some snarky but undoubtedly true remark, but then he realized the effect would be much bigger if he told her face to face. oh yes, he enjoyed insulting her. he enjoyed it almost as much as he enjoyed their bed activities. almost. nothing could quite compare with sex, especially not if it was with her. rhys found that fact quite funny, well perhaps not funny - that would be an understatement - he found it hilarious. it was strange how two people that had absolutely nothing in common and - just like that wouldn't be enough - also passionately hated each other, got along so well in bed. he definitely couldn't explain how the only woman he ever met and didn't get tired of within a week, was also the woman he really wasn't able to stand. if he was religious the whole situation would be probably a very good indication of the fact that somebody up there hates him.

he found her kneeling on the floor. "you are really clumsy, aren't you?" he mocked when he noticed all the mess she was surrounded by. "i would honestly not be surprised if the elephants had a party in here." he added before he leisurly leaned on the wall, impatiently waiting for her to finish. luckily it seemed his presence was all the motivation she needed, because she proceeded from cleaning to unziping her dress in a blink of an eye. he was standing close behind her with a small smile plastered on his face in the very next second. his hands slowly traveled from her shoulders to her elbows, pushing straps of her dress out of the way, before he pressed his lips against the soft skin on her neck.

-rhys  ,
‘’you are not really helping with your obnoxious remarks, you know’’ she looked at him and make a grimace – right after she rolled her eyes. ‘’we’re not having sex any sooner if you’re just gonna stand there and look at me like i am piece of meat.’’ that she probably was for him at the moment. every word she said was only empty statement.  
her hand was cold and still smelled of wine as it was travelling over her back and everything she did in that moment was checking his body with a corner of her eye. nothing changed – he was still looking hot and he was still here for only one reason. there was a little trace of smile on her face right before her arms were wreped around his neck. the feeling of soft and warm lips filled her with joy. she threw her head back and her dark hair fell on her naked skin. aria’s hand was treveling into his thick, curly hair, and pulled his head a little closer, joining their lips into one wild dance of tounges.
it was never her purpose to enjoy having sex with him, but at the moment they first met there was that tension, that unbearable and unspoken tension between them, that was only released when they were in bad, laying next to each other, sweaty, their breathing was shallow and than he just left. she pushed those thought out of her head and pushed the boy in front of her on the bad. brown headed girl unbuttoned her bra and undressed her underwear. well, at least girl had no problems with nudity. when she made her way on the bad, the touch of bare skin to his warm was amazing.  for a tiny bit of a moment she stopped and looked at him while she was leaning upon his face. she chuckled and stole another kiss.