Summary: There’s a thin line between love and hate. With you and Justin crossing those boundaries and finally giving into the feelings you have for each other, you realize that sometimes love isn’t enough and it takes a little bit more to overcome your dissimilarities.
Second part to settling differences.
Contains: Alternate Universe, Drama, Romance
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Four Months Later…
Somehow, this is not where you envisioned yourself four months ago. No, this is ten times better and you have your mortal enemy now turned boyfriend to thank for that. You’ve realized that fate plays a tricky hand sometimes and good things come from the least expected places.
Who would have thought that four months ago, you’d be paired with the thorn in your side to work on this huge project for your company? More importantly, who would have thought that even if you all never got along, you still found the perfect way to overcome your differences and get the work done?
Sex in the boardroom? That same boardroom where you had to present your project ideas the next morning? Not too bad for making a mends right?
Plus, you and Justin were fighting to keep straight faces while presenting to your boss and partners because really, both your minds kept straying to what happened on that very desk the night before. You have to admit, when you two really brainstormed together you came up with a ton of ideas and it only showed you how much more productive the two of you could have been if you only overcame your differences a little sooner. Well, better late than never right? Right.
So now, this is where you forget about the positive and turn into that angry bitch that you’ve been since seven o’clock this morning. And guess who’s to blame? Yes, it’s Justin alright.
His name leaves a bitter afterthought in your mind because you’re that pissed off with him right now. It all started at about seven o’clock this morning and continued as a series of unfortunate events throughout the day.
Firstly, he forgot to take out the clothes in the washer and place them in the dryer like he promised he would when you did a last minute wash at after five in the morning. He was out taking his regular jog and you desperately needed a little sleep before you woke back up to get ready for work. Justin offered to place the clothes in the dryer for an hour when they were done only to for you to wake up and find him sitting sipping on his energy drink with the clothes still wet in the washer.
He apologized with a sheepish grin stating that he forgot and you groaned because that meant you were going to be late for work while he strutted off on time, telling you he’d cover for you with a quick peck on the lips. He’s lucky you all were at his place because you would have kicked him out.
Then, when you finally got into work, you found out that Justin referred you for the new advertisement the company was working on without your consent, suggesting that you teamed up with Greg, the big kiss-up. He thought you’d be happy since Greg was an easy ticket out, but you weren’t because you didn’t care to get promoted at the moment as much as he did. You had enough work on your plate already as it was.
Plus, you missed your morning coffee and Justin cancelled your lunch date to stay in and work with his partner Marlon. You got stuck in traffic and were late to get back from your lunch break. By then, Justin was bitchy because he had to cover for you again which caused your boss to yell at him and rip him a new one. And then, he chose to say it was your fault he got yelled at which you countered by saying none of that would have happened if he only remembered the laundry this morning. You would have made it on time if it wasn’t for his slip up.
Justin hated that fact though. He narrowed his eyes at you in contempt saying it was your fault and not his because you were too tired or just plain lazy to do the laundry the night before. That of course made you blow up and the last thing you said to him today was: “I would not have been tired if you hadn’t seduced me and we had mind-blowing sex last night Justin! You’re such a fucking bastard. I told you I was going to do the laundry and you said it could wait…do you remember that Justin? Ugh, you make me sick!”
Those words shocked him and he was appalled, but you didn’t stick around to find out because you left him there, avoiding him for the rest of the working day until you finally got back home this evening, determined to ignore him for as long as possible. You know it’s childish but you’re giving him the cold shoulder for as long as he remains an inconsiderate jerk.
It’s always like this with you two. You argue and argue and disagree but strangely it works well for you. Every time you make up, you feel that you’re one step closer to each other, but every time you fight an even bigger space is created between you two compared to the previous argument. You’re not sure how much more you can take, but, even then you still love him. You love him because he’s imperfect to you and that’s what makes him perfect in your eyes. You accept him with his imperfections. You can’t do without him. He’s like a fucking drug. You’re addicted to him. You know it’s bad, but you just can’t give it up because it’s still so good.
That’s why you’ve been moping around all night since you’ve been home. You’re missing his annoying ass that drives you crazy. You miss his smile, his touch, that cute offended look he gets on his face whenever you tell him off. You miss those beautiful blues that pierce your soul with their intense stare, making you feel warm inside. You just miss him, but he’s an asshole and you know that he needs to learn his lesson. He can’t always win with you. He usually does, but not this time.
Then your phone rings.
Sighing angrily, you ignore the call, knowing it’s Justin again. He’s been blowing up your cell nonstop and filling your inbox with his text messages, begging you to call him back, to talk to him, to at least let him know that you’re still alive.
You’re tempted every time to pick up and curse him out but you decide against it because you don’t want to make things worse. No, you would like that he was a little more considerate and realized the error of his ways. A simple ‘sorry babe, I really fucked up please forgive me’ would do. He hardly ever apologizes or admits to his wrongdoings. He has too much pride for that and it hurts sometimes that he can’t let his guard down if only for a moment and let you see that other side of him, that softer vulnerable side that you know he hides because he’s afraid of looking weak in your eyes.
Scowling when your cell begins shrilling again, you shut off the phone entirely this time, determined to head to bed and continue ignoring him, but then there’s a knock on your apartment door seconds later and you sigh. It’s after midnight now. It’s him you just know it.
Standing from your sitting position in your living room, you walk over to the front door, just glaring at it. Should you answer it and let him in? He’s done nothing but rub you the wrong way. Still, your curiosity gets the better of you and in the blink of an eye you’re unbolting the locks and swinging your front door open.
Just like you suspected, there standing on the other side of your door is a distraught Justin with bloodshot eyes.
“Jus…Justin?” You say in a state of shock, noting how his face pales.
“Shit, honeybee…I…” But his voice cracks and you sigh before stepping aside so he can enter.
When he makes his way in, you shut and lock the door behind you before you come up to him, wondering why he’s really here.
“Where you crying?” You inquire when he moves to plop down on your living room sofa not even making any eye contact with you.
“No.” He lies, sighing tiredly.
“Yes you were Justin. Look at your face and your eyes. Why were you crying?” Taking a seat next to him, you continue to study him closely, inhaling his familiar scene of cologne and soap.
Tugging on his grey wife beater he shrugs. “I…I…thought I was losing you.” He mumbles under his breath but you catch it and smile to yourself.
“Oh?” You say curtly causing his blues to instantly lock onto you.
“This is the first time you’ve done this to me. I didn’t know what to expect. I thought you didn’t want anything to do with me because I was a jerk to you. I usually am. I honestly don’t know how you put up with me.” He says softly with a small pout.
“I see.” You reply with your arms folded across your chest as you take in his gorgeous slender form contorted into a sitting position on your sofa. He has on matching grey cotton slacks that do nothing to hide the bulge between his legs. Licking your lips, you lift your vision to Justin’s blues when you realize he turned quiet.
He’s just glaring at you incredulously, almost trying to read your mind.
“Are we breaking up? Because you’ve barely spoken to me all day. I need to know.” There’s a hint of fear and pain mixed in his tone as he seems to be hanging on your every word.
You’re wondering how far you should take this, but decide that he’s maybe learnt his lesson for the most part now. He seems genuinely sorry for the way he’s treated you, but you’re not going to give in until you hear that apology.
“I don’t know…” But he cuts you off by gripping your waist and forcing you to straddle his lap.
“Oh come on honeybee, I’m sorry. I really am. I was a huge asshole and I apologize. I should have just done the fucking laundry. I know you were tired and I’m sorry for blowing you off at work today. Don’t do this to me please? I promise I’ll make it up to you …girl I need you in my life, I’m not about to let you go. Punish me if you have to but don’t give up on me…on us. I’ll…” Swallowing hard, his grip on you tightens when you shift on top of him, the friction of your centers rubbing together stunting his speech. His breathing instantly picks up and you giggle. You can’t help it. He’s just so damn cute when he begs and it’s not like you were going to break up with him, so you might as well put him out of his misery.
“Why are you laughing?” Justin asks suspiciously and you shrug innocently.
“Apology accepted.” You beam and he arches a brow at you.
“What? Just like that?”
Seriously, he needs to make up his mind here.
“You seemed to have learnt your lesson to never take a good thing for granted because you never know when you might lose it.” You state honestly and he scowls.
“You’ve been ignoring me to teach me a lesson?” He asks in disbelief.
“It worked.” You point out.
“Yeah but, but I thought you hated me. That wasn’t cool. We should have talked about it.” He explains before a small smile forms in the corners of his mouth.
“I think this way worked out better.” You assure and he rolls his eyes at you.
“Seriously honeybee? I don’t get you sometimes.” He sighs tiredly but you shake your head in protest.
“What’s there not to get? We fought, you apologized, I accepted and now we’re settling our differences.” The moment that statement leave your lips, Justin’s eyes light up, because he’s well aware of the deal you all made months ago when it came to making up after a fight and settling your differences as you love to put it. It’s worked well for you so far and by the hardening bulge that’s poking at your center through your shorts, you’re thinking he’s more than ‘ok’ with that plan now.
“You’re sneaky.” He coos as his hold around you tightens before he pulls you forward to rest against his chest. Smiling down at him, you dip your head and connect your lips together in a delicate kiss before Justin deepens it, snaking his tongue out to battle with yours. Damn that man is too delicious for his own good. You just can’t stay mad at him.
His hands slowly begin traveling up your sides before moving to your back to rub up and down over the tank top you’re wearing. Sighing into the kiss, you concentrate on taking his air in as yours as you begin nibbling on his bottom lip softly. He groans then pulls away from you completely. Pushing you off his lap, Justin makes you stand and he stands as well before gripping your arm gently.
“Come with me.” He says in a low, soft tone and you smile when he begins leading you both towards your bedroom.
He’s surprisingly the romantic type that loves to make the pleasurable moments you share last as long as possible. It’s something you never knew about him but grew to love when you found out. Random sex on the furniture or in the kitchen or other never works for him when you’re making up after a fight. He believes in showing you just how sorry he is and you never complain, now being no different.
*****
Fully unclothed and laying on the sheets on top of your soft mattress, you giggle when you glare at Justin slowly crawling over to you. It took you all of a few seconds to shed your articles of clothing since the both of you were too busy kissing and groping on each other to slow down and take in some well needed air. However, the moment Justin got that last piece of clothing off of you he paused, taking you in, drinking up your presence with his cobalt orbs as his lips twisted into a ‘cheshire cat’ grin.
“You know…” Justin begins as he makes his way over to you, stopping short of nestling between your legs. “I could get used to this. I just might initiate some arguments on purpose myself if this is a guaranteed outcome.” He jokes, smiling lazily, his azures leaving your eyes to travel south until they reach your nether regions and he licks his lips slowly, seductively.
“Nothing in life is guaranteed.” You retort and he glares at you, his smile dropping slightly but he quickly catches himself.
“My love for you is.” He assures before laying flat on his stomach in front of you. Not able to respond since you’re lost in whatever he’s up to, you bite your lips when he grips your thighs and begins spreading them apart. “Now, spread ‘em for daddy girl.” He says huskily and you oblige, gazing down at him as he winks at you before bringing your legs up and apart until your feet are planted flat on the bed and his head is quaintly situated between them.
“Justin…”
“Shhh…” He cuts you off while his palms travel up and down your thighs before he fixes his position. “Just relax and feel.” He instructs and you hold your tongue, desperately wanting him to stop so you can skip to the main course.
But at the same time, the fact that his face is mere inches away from your heated center, you lose your trend of thought and gasp as he begins kissing the inside of your thighs, one of your sensitive spots.
Moaning softly, your hands fist the bed sheets when he creates a suction on your thigh, his soft lips molding the flesh, sending shivers through your entire body from his touch. “Uh shit…” You belt, one of your hands finding its way to your mounds before you begin twisting and pinching your nipples mindlessly.
Noticing what you’re doing, Justin’s hand moves to grip your wrist to stop you. Licking over the trail of kisses he leaves on each of your inner thighs, he pulls away from you raising his head slightly to glare at you. “Don’t.” he warns. “That’s my job.” He says with a smirk and you roll your eyes at him before your hands drop to your side silently. “Good girl.”
Returning to his task as hand, he dips his head to your center again, blowing against you and your toes curl as your lower half lifts off the mattress slightly, wanting him to touch you where you need it most but he pulls away, chuckling lightly.
“Nuh uh missy. No cheating.” He sniggers, allowing his hands to explore, sliding them over your breasts, down your stomach and to your side until he grips you firmly there, holding you in place.
Squirming beneath him, you let out a strained whine but your voice dies in your throat when he slicks his tongue out to taste you finally. The tip of his tongue barely touches your bud, but the mere sensation makes you shudder and you sigh.
Keeping full concentration on your throbbing pussy, Justin finally gets to work, dipping his head down to kiss you softly until he parts your lips with his tongue, swiveling and sliding it along your opening but not quite dipping in just yet.
“Shit…” You hiss and you feel him hum against you, the vibrations from his voice sending you on a pleasure overload. Then without warning, he sucks your clit in and your mouth gapes open as tidal waves of pleasure wash over you. Arching your back off the bed, your head bends back and you fight to fill your lungs with air as he begins literally eating you out, his lips and tongue moving on overdrive as he sucks licks and kisses you tenderly, his ministrations eliciting moans and swear words from you. The warmth from his mouth and heat from his breath is driving you insane.
“Damn Justin…” You pant as he plays around with your clit, his lips pulling on you, causing you to throb as your juices flow out freely now.
Heaving, your body begins twitching as you feel your release near, but he doesn’t let up. Instead, he moves south, finally dipping his tongue into your awaiting entrance, tongue-fucking you and sending you over the edge. Inhaling sharply, you let out a loud moan that echoes off the walls of the room and you feel Justin smile against you as his tongue dips in and rotates inside of you before he arches it upwards, hitting you dead on.
“Oh my god.” You wheeze finding it difficult to breath when your entire body sets on fire from the tip of your toes to the top of your head. “God…don’t stop.” You pant and he obliges, his tongue working furiously, twisting and twirling inside of you as he slurps up your juices in the process. Thank god you have a freaky boyfriend. He’s just… “Ugh!” You whimper when your walls begin convulsing, indicating that your release is near.
Pulling away from you slightly, Justin diverts his attention to your bud while bringing his hand to your entrance. When his mouth claims your clit again, two of his fingers take the place of his tongue and he swiftly slides them in, bending them upwards as he creates steady thrusts moving in and out of you, hitting your spot.
You can’t help when your bottom half leaves the bed again, rising up in the air, needing to feel more of him against you. He doesn’t bother holding you down this time. He simply goes with the flow, sucking and finger-fucking you until you can’t hold on anymore and finally let go, the heat and force of your orgasm draining your energy as you cum violently.
Crying out, your eyes widen but Justin keeps his pace, helping you to ride out your climax for as long as possible until you fall limp unto the bed spent and he finally slows down his movements until all his actions cease. Giving your pussy one last kiss, he finally lifts his head up, pulling away from you and licking his lips as he cleans himself off before pulling his fingers out of you to do the same.
“Damn you taste sweet.” He murmurs while he gazes at you sweetly. His blues have darkened to the point where they look like sapphires twinkling under the dim lighting.
Trying to regain your normal breathing, you smile at him sheepishly, knowing he’s not done with you. Casting your vision south, you note how his dick is rock-solid, standing at attention and bouncing slightly with each move he makes. The head has a slight purplish-pinkish color to it and you suddenly feel yourself heating up again, just by the sight of him, wanting to feel him inside of you.
His abs are defined and he has a lean build. As you take him in, your eyes begin traveling over his hips to the line that trails down to his most private area. Biting the corner of your lips, you lean up and grip his thick dick in your palm, the warmth of your hand wrapped around him causing a low hiss to escape his lips.
“No teasing honeybee.” He smiles and you giggle before stroking him softly, moving up and down his length. You can feel him pulsing in your hand and that alone makes you moan because you know what it’s like with him inside of you and you need him there now. Flicking your thumb over the head of his dick, you wipe away some of the forming pre cum before he forcefully pulls your hand away, fed up with just looking at you and what you’re doing to him. “Lie back.” He whispers and you obey, opening your legs again so he can nestle himself between them.
When he’s hovering over you now, holding the upper half of his body up with his hands, he leans down and places feathery kisses along your breasts, nipples, shoulders and collarbone before moving up to your chin and then lips, lingering there for a while.
Your hands find the back of his head and you pull him into you, deepening the kiss. It’s not long before you feel his tongue meshing with yours and you suck it in, hungrily devouring him as your pressure rises again. Keeping your lip-lock, Justin takes one of his hands to dip between your naked bodies. Gripping his dick firmly, he places the tip at your entrance and you instinctively wrap your legs loosely around his slender waist.
Fixing himself on top of you, he slowly begins sliding into you, still kissing you, taking your breath away. Your grip around him tightens when he thrusts into you, the fluid penetration sending butterflies in your stomach. Your breathing instantly deepens and you feel a surge of heat shoot through your entire body since your walls are tender from the previous orgasm you had, allowing you to feel every movement and inch of him as he thrusts into you, never once breaking the suction he has on your lips.
A low growl rumbles in his chest not quite making its way out of him, until he ends your kiss and he pulls air into his lungs. “Fuck…” He grunts and you try to breathe yourself, your head spinning from the intensity of that kiss. “Damn baby.” Justin pants, pulling out of you almost completely before thrusting back into you, hitting your spot.
“Uh yes…fuck me Justin.” You moan, surrendering to the feelings of pleasure engulfing your senses.
Emitting a crafty smile, he grips your hips and pulls you down unto him as he begins slamming into you with powerful thrusts causing the headboard of the bed to continuously hit the wall.
“Shit!” You scream out, gripping his shoulders for support when he grabs the back of one of your thighs and brings your leg up until it’s pressed against your stomach, allowing him to plunge deeper into you.
“Just like that girl?” He growls and you shake your head in approval.
“Hell yeah.” You force out.
“Fuck you’re tight…damn you feel good baby.” He grunts, pounding into you, twitching and pulsing as his dick pummels you, hitting your spot repeatedly.
“I’m so close again…” You moan, feeling that dull ache in the pit of your stomach indicating your second orgasm is drawing near.
“Cum for daddy baby, you know I love it when you squeeze the life out of me.” Justin smirks, winking for you and you fight the urge to giggle at his lame ass since you’re just about ready to bust.
Matching him thrust for thrust, your hips buck and his hold on you tightens as his waist pivots, touching every spot he can inside of you. With a slight jerk of his hips, you realize he’s close too. Gazing at him, you take in his expressions, loving that he bites his lips when he’s deeply concentrating. There’s a light coat of sweat on both your bodies and you can’t keep your eyes off his chest as it glistens slightly under the dim lighting of your bedroom.
“I’m gonna…” But that’s as far as you get before your second climax hits you, robbing your voice. A loud shriek escapes you when your entire body begins convulsing and Justin’s hold on you loosens, his upper half falling forward when you begin constricting around him. His eyes widen in shock and his mouth hangs open, his air supply cutting off for a split second when your walls clamp down fiercely around him, draining him for all he’s worth.
“Oh my fucking god.” He sighs, his voice coming out raspy, coated with slight amazement. “Goddamn…”
Bending his head, Justin wraps his arms around your body, pulling you up into a kiss as he continues thrusting into you, riding out your orgasm until he finally reaches his peak, his load gushing into you and warming you up.
“Oh boy…” You exhale loudly while you wrap your arms around his back as your damp bare bodies remain glued together.
“Mmmm I love you baby.” Justin whispers softly in your ear, kissing your earlobe as he finally stops moving inside of you, both of you relaxing against the bed in each other’s arms as you try to come down from your sex induced intoxications.
“Aww I love you too.” You coo, kissing the available flesh of his neck causing him to whirr against you.
Lifting his head from where it was buried in your hair, he smiles tiredly at you, kissing your nose repetitively until you giggle. “You have the cutest smile.” He points out as an amorous grin spreads across his lips and you blush.
“You have a pretty incredible smile yourself.” You reply and he puckers his lips, eyeing you down before he breaks out into a chuckle.
“Uh huh.” He drawls, sliding out of you to lie next to you. Pulling the discarded covers over your naked frames, Justin pulls you into his embrace and you relax in his arms, resting your head on his shoulder.
Sighing contently, he slicks his hand through your hair before wrapping his arm around your waist to hold you in place.
“So…” He begins and you raise your head up to look at him, waiting for him to finish his statement. “As much as I love our make-up sessions because really, they’re astounding, I hate fighting with you.” He admits and you heave a sigh.
“I know. Me too.” You agree.
“It’s a pretty shitty feeling when I think I’m losing you. You really did a number on me today by giving me the cold shoulder honeybee.” Justin says softly while squeezing your side affectionately.
“I’m sorry. I…”
“It’s ok, I get it.” He explains and you gaze into his blues noting that they’ve lightened to a warmer sea blue. Staring at you thoughtfully, he kisses the top of your head before gazing at the ceiling with his other hand behind his head. “I’ll tell you what. I’ll try my utmost best to be better, for the both of us and prevent our fights. We’ll work on the whole communication thing because it’s important for any relationship to work. No more careless arguments if it can be helped. Deal?”
When he redirects his attention to you again, you smile up at him, loving that he’s willing to make the effort to change for you.
“Deal.” You beam and he returns the favor.
“Good, because as much as I love you and this little agreement we have of settling our differences, girl if we continue at this rate, we’ll run each other dry. Not that I don’t mind, but I’m not looking to lose you over something stupid.” He chortles and you giggle feeling the exact same way. You’re glad he voiced it.
“Don’t I know it.” You laugh out.
“Right, but there’s one thing I’m glad that happened and would never change.” Justin mentions and you recognize a hint of mischief in his eyes and tone of voice.
“Oh?” you say saucily, deciding to entertain him. “And what’s that?”
“Well,” Giving you a crooked half-smile, he pushes some hair out of your face and you can’t help but glare at him when his smile widens, taking up his entire face. “I don’t know about you honeybee, but I’m more than ecstatic that we were paired up by our boss to work on that movie trailer months ago, because look at the benefits we’re both reaping now. Even though we didn’t see eye to eye, it worked out well don’t you think?”
Your eyes widen in realization and you laugh loudly, causing Justin to crack up as well. “Hey wait, but technically, you told me you asked for us to be paired.” You point out and Justin nods in agreement, the smile on his face never faltering.
“Mmmhmm…” He hums triumphantly. “I told you I had a thing for you. Plus I caught your undivided attention by pissing you off. Don’t you just love those technicalities?” He states, his voice laced with satisfaction and you shake your head at him. Unbelievable. He’s a sneaky little thing.
“You sly fox.” You smack his chest and he coughs flippantly, his laughs increasing in intensity.
“Don’t act like you didn’t like it.” He retorts and you gasp.
“No I did not.” You lie. Who are you kidding? You loved the attention even if you wanted to strangle him then run him over with your car.
“Oh yes you did, don’t lie. You wanted me just as much as I wanted you.” He states and you arch a brow at him.
“Now, you’ll never know.” You giggle and his eyes widen, his playful nature shining though.
“It’s ok, I don’t need to know, I have you now.” He says proudly and you burry your face in his chest, not able to hold back the volume of your cackles.
“Cocky bastard…” You mutter.
“That I am and proud of it.” Justin muses.
Taking in his double meaning you don’t bother saying anything else as your laughs take over completely. If you said anything else he’d just twist it anyway, so you simply keep your thoughts to yourself as the both of you crack up in each other’s arms. It’s amazing, but you love his crazy behind and you’re more than grateful to have someone like Justin in your life despite how things started off. You’ve realize that it takes a lot more besides the love you share for each other to make things work. You trust each other and the fact that he’s willing to change his ways not just for you but for himself is a plus. You’re willing to work on your flaws as well and you both know that ‘communication is key’. You’re pretty sure, despite the inevitable arguments you all will have in the future since it’s part of any budding relationship, in the end you’ll be ok.
*The End*
