Feisty, feisty

Kamala walks outside, her eyes looking around until she sees you pacing around the balcony. She takes a few steps forward but then stops, not knowing if it's a smart idea to approach you when you're clearly upset. However she's angry too, you just almost exposed her in front of everyone, jabbing at her with every comment. Seeing you pacing back and forth makes her more irritated and she finally steps closer to you, standing a few feet behind you. "What the hell are you doing?" She says with a quiet but frustrated tone. "Why did you follow me?! I don't need you, I just needed a break okay?" She grits her teeth, her irritation growing when you reply a bit rudely. "What?! I can't follow you now?" She approaches you until she's standing in front of you, looking at you with a frustrated glare. "You follow me when it suits you uh?" You hint at how she's keeping you a secret and push her away a little. She stumbles a bit as you push her away roughly and scowls at you, putting a hand to your chest to keep you from walking away. "What's that supposed to mean?" She says with a frown, her eyes dark with annoyance and anger. The secret that she forced you to keep is obviously coming up and creating tension between the two of you.

"You're super happy to fuck me like a hooker in private, telling me you love me and stuff but then in every other situation I'm just nothing to you!" You say in frustration, your thoughts mixing as you're confused with your feelings. She opens and closes her mouth, speechless for a moment, her brain struggling to process everything you just said. Her heart is pounding furiously and her face heats up but not from arousal, from pure anger now. "How dare you?" She says with a loud but still contained voice, her hands clenching into fists at her sides. "Is this how you really feel?" "Yes? No? I don't even know how to feel but I can't help to think I'm a toy to you!" You step back as she approaches you, your ass hitting the wall of the balcony behind you. She takes another step forward and now she's practically pressed against you, her eyes burning with a mixture of anger and frustration, a vein on her temple popping up. "A toy? What are you talking about??" She says in an angry and slightly raised tone, her fingers itching to reach out and grab you. You can feel the tension around you and you feel her rough and strong grip, it's not out of love but anger this time. You try to push her again but she stays still firmly. "We have sex and fun all the time and I love it but I feel like it's all there is to it! I'm important as long as I satisfy you then when you're done-"

She cuts you off and grabs your wrists tightly to prevent you from trying to push her again. "You're not a toy!" She says with a louder voice, her breath picking up as she feels her heart in her throat, her eyes fixed on you with a dangerous look. "Do you think I enjoy keeping this a secret? How do you think it feels for me huh? To be all over you and love you and not tell anyone?" She says while tightening her grip on you. "I know, it's not like you could change anything but I can't deal with it! Seeing you happy with your husband is getting me so pissed!" You groan and wiggle to try and get out of her grip but she's too strong. "Mmph!" She uses her grip on your wrists to push you further against the balcony and pins you there, her body pressed up against you now. "You think I like pretending and playing happy wife huh?" She says a few inches from your face, her voice low and filled with anger and frustration, her teeth slightly gritted. "I don't know, you act the part so well you can get everyone confused." You say in a sassy tone, wanting to act like a brat for some reason. She pushes herself closer against you, forcing your body to stay still and pinned, her eyes locked on your face as she looks down at you angrily. "Do you want to find out how good of an actress I really am?"

She says with a threatening tone and a slight push forward, her thigh pressing against yours. "Why not, who are you going to be this time? A lesbian?" You say purposely to rile her up like you did in front of everyone earlier. She grits her teeth and pushes herself even closer to you, her chest pressing against yours, her thigh still firmly against you. "Be careful with the way you talk to me darling..." She whispers in your ear, her breath hot against you, her voice low and sultry but with a dangerous undertone to it. "Or what huh?" You say as you raise your head to face and oppose her. She brings her face closer, her gaze burning with something animalistic and dark. "You rerally want to find out?" She slowly moves her lips to your neck and begins to place open mouthed kisses to it. "Mmmph fu- Sure, I'm pretty sure you missed playing with your doll." You groan and tease her as you claw her waist. She brings her body impossibly closer to you, her chest against yours and her thigh right between your legs, her mouth still working on your neck. "Mmmh you're so damn cheeky. I should shut that little mouth..." She bites your neck and tugs on your ear with her teeth before whispering in your ear. "Watch your attitude." "Agh- you're hurting me!" You growl and pull on the fabric of her shirt making a button fly away in the process, causing her cleavage to be much more noticeable.

"You just messed with my designer shirt." She says with a quiet, annoyed tone but when she looks down and notices her cleavage, her eyes suddenly darken again. "Most importantly you're going to go back to the table like that." You say in amusement but you only get her angrier. She stares at you for a few seconds, your words fueling her frustration and annoyance. "Oh don't you dare." She whispers in warning, her eyes locked on you in a cold glare while her mind tries to think of a way to shut you up before she accidentally does something she might regret. "Why? You're afraid they'll know we did something?" You purr at her as you rest your chin on hers and tug more on her shirt. She tries to resist the feeling of your body and the slight friction that your hips create however her body is slowly becoming more and more excited. "Stop it." She whispers weakly, her glare slowly faltering and her hands slowly roaming your hips. "Make me stop." You hum seductively and dig your nails in her flesh, she knows exactly how to shut you up. Her breathing hitches and her eyes flutter a bit as you dig your nails in her flesh and a small moan escapes her lips. That's when a dangerous look flashes in her eyes and she grabs your chin roughly, her eyes burning with anger and lust. "Naughty girl."

She whispers in a low, sultry tone before pulling your head closer and crashing her mouth against yours in a deep kiss. You groan deeply into the it, trying to bite and hurt her while clawing her waist. She growls and pushes you farther against the balcony in response, her hips press against yours and her hands now are grabbing your hips tightly. Her mouth moves against yours hungrily and her tongue pushes past your lips and into your mouth, exploring and dominating you. You try to fight back, not wanting to submit this time as you grab her hair roughly and pull on it, your tongue pushing against hers. She moans softly as you tug on her hair and her hips suddenly buck into you as her tongue pushes deeper into your mouth, she feels her brain slowly shutting down and her lust takes over, her self control slowly leaving her. She takes a deep breath before to kiss you again. You moan and groan again before you suddenly hear a familiar voice. "Kamala?!" You turn and see her sister, Maya. Kamala's brain stops working immediately as she hears her sister's voice and she quickly pulls back, her lips red and bruised and her breath still coming in short gasps. "M-Maya?"

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