A/N:  I would like to apologize to some readers who did not like the idea of Cop getting all aggressive on Kim and being the top in their latest sexcapade.  He said, however, during that particular moment that he would make it up to his P'Kim, and believe me, he will, BIG TIME!  Just watch out for it in one of the succeeding chapters.😂😂😂

Kimmon's POV

I tried to get out of bed when I heard the banging on the door but Copter stopped me.

"Don't answer the door," he whispered, "P'Tee must have heard our noises and he's out there waiting to tease us."

I couldn't get out of bed if I wanted to anyway.  My bottom hurt so much.  I was wincing when I even tried to sit up.  Copter came close to me and hugged me gently.

"I'm so very sorry," he said, "I don't know what overcame me.  I just couldn't help myself. I couldn't get enough of you.  You're more delicious than my favorite mango ice cream dessert."

He was blushing as he said that and I realized that my cheeks were getting warm as well.

"Next time, I'm the one who's going to imagine that you are my favorite dessert," I said, "you took me by surprise earlier that is why I couldn't stop you. But I wanted it to happen anyway."

He started to kiss me and I kissed him back but we knew that we were getting close to the time when we had to shoot the scene where we were both in the gym, he on the treadmill and I doing the Thai boxing practice.

Oh, shit, how am I going to pull that off with my bottom hurting this bad.

Copter helped me to climb out of bed with a very concerned and regretful look on his face.

"Don't feel sorry," I said, "it was a mutual thing."

He hugged me tight and planted a quick kiss on my lips. Why do I love him so much, I asked myself, suppressing a sigh.

Copter's POV

I was wondering if maybe we could ask our manager to postpone P'Kim's and my gym scene to tomorrow when P'Kim would not be in so much pain as today.  Maybe  Bas and P'Godt and P'Tee and P'Tae could do their scenes first today instead of P'Kim and me.

I decided to call our manager but first I had to think of a good excuse.  I told P'Kim that I was planning to call our manager to ask if we could postpone our shoot to tomorrow.  He was okay with that but we had to think of an acceptable excuse.

"Just tell her the truth, " said P'Kim, "tell her that you raped me earlier and I can hardly walk right now."

I felt my cheeks grow hot with embarrassment.  He was telling the truth.  I did rape him, shit, I'm so ashamed of myself right now.

P'Kim must have seen the look on my face.  "Come here," he said.

I moved up close to him and he put his arms around me.

"Cop, sweetheart, don't ever regret whatever happened earlier," he said, "it was something that I wanted to happen.  If I did not want it to happen, believe me, it would not have happened. So stop beating yourself up and help me think of a good excuse to postpone our shoot today."

"How about we tell her that you stubbed your toe on the bathroom door and cannot do the kicking scene on the heavy bag because it would worsen its condition?" I suggested.

"What is it about stubbed toes and bathroom doors with you?" he burst out laughing.

"I don't know," I said laughing as well, "it was just the first excuse that came to my mind when P'Tee came to ask if I was alright."

We did try that excuse on our manager and fortunately she accepted it and told P'Kim to rest his foot and apply an ice pack every fifteen minutes to keep it from swelling up.

"I do need an ice pack," he said to me, "but I need to apply it somewhere else."

He was not going to let me live it down for some time, I was guessing.