Chloe was acting weird. Meaner, or, rougher is a better word. She didn't like to scratch THIS hard. Bite SO sharp. She never pulled hair. She might give it a tug, just enough to feel it, but she never pulled. This was one of the few times she felt like she wasn't number one. That scared her, but Vic could get interested in a new dynamic; only for Chloe though. She had patterns, but she'd always keep it new. Max was pretty predictable. Stereotypical kinks. Kate was a very slow, and giving person by nature, and it translated in bed.

A shudder snaked up her spine, Kate was *good* in bed. It made Victoria wonder what she was getting taught at bible study. But Kate... Had a pattern. Chloe did too, but it changed last week. She started biting harder, leaving purple spots all over her neck. She started scraping Vic's back so bad that she was sure she'd scar. They liked to be rough with each other, that's what they did. Each one had a more rough side that they needed to let out, but it was also how they showed they cared. "I trust you with my whole body. Make it yours." That was the agreed upon idea. But she was angry about something. Vic could tell. It wasn't like Vic couldn't handle it, she actually liked it, but she was worried, and extremely mad that Chloe broke the agreement by stepping it up.

"Listen, you ass! You're making worry with this! What's the problem here?"

"You're reminding me of Rachel, Vicky. You're laugh, better-than-you attitude, you're hair in the sun.." Vic sat down slowly now. Everybody know that Rachel was a sore spot for Chloe. She'd promised over and over that there was no feelings left, that she was still just sad because that was her only friend back then. And they all believed her, because why shouldn't they? They loved her, and she loved them. There was no room for lying.

"Oh god. Chloe. Why didn't you tell me? Oh god I'm sorry for snapping at you like that!"

"No. No please don't get all sorry for me again. I'M sorry, Vicky. I'M sorry. I shouldn't.. I shouldn't take it out on you. That's wrong in so many ways."

"Yea. I know that Chlo. But I could have said no, so it's not like I didn't like it a little more painful." She breathed in, and let out a long sigh "Listen. Are you sorry? Like, you promise you won't do anything without asking first?"

"I swear to god."

"Then I forgive you. Punk ass." And with that she planted a kiss on the bluenettes lips. Licking her lips, subtly so the girl in front of her wouldn't notice. Chloe wore watermelon chap-stick. Vic had really come to LIKE those watermelon lips, especially when she was looking at them between her legs.