You where up in the tree house, alone reading a book. All of a sudden Chris came up and and stood there for a second and then his lips crashed upon  yours. You ran your hands through his hair, or what he had of it. He ran his hands all over your body. You kissed harder because you wanted more of him. He kissed back harder as if he wanted more of you too. You flinched as he bit on your bottom lip a bit. He pulled away and he took one look at you.

"Shit.sorry, Y/N."

He said.

"Chris what's wrong?"

You asked.

"Damnit your bleeding."

He said wiping away the blood on your lip. You wiped it off and kissed him again but he was trying to be gentle. You didn't want him to be gentle. You wanted him to be rough but he wouldn't give in. So you took it upon your self to get rough with him. And you did.