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"Yes! They fucking won!"

"Are you fucking kidding me!? What is that bullshit!?"

Valen stared at her boyfriend with wide, surprised eyes as he got up and disappeared from the room, cussing on his way out. She shook her head, as her eyes returned to their usual state of appearing to be half-closed, and the familiar sound of Andy beating his punching bag was heard. She knew how he got when his Green Bay Packers lost, the same as she got when her Pittsburgh Steelers lost, but she never got violent enough to break the door or put another hole in the punching bag that was soon to be retired. Anytime they lost she knew what was coming, but at the beginning of each fit it always caught her off guard.

Getting up from her spot on their shared couch, Valen made her way down the hallway to the room that Andy used for exercising, and beating the shit out of his punching bag when the Packers lost their games. This loss, however, was against her very own Pittsburgh Steelers, so there was little consolation she could offer when she was happy that they had even won after their recent streak. It was by one point, and that poor punching bag was suffering for the one point. She had to admit, she did love watching his muscles move under his shirt as he viciously attacked the punching bag that bore many stitched up holes.

When he finally paused, to take a breather, his breath coming in short pants, she cleared her throat, gaining his attention. She flinched slightly under the harsh glare that she was receiving from his normally calm blue-green eyes. "Here to gloat?" He growled out before he sent another punch into the middle of the punching bag.

"Actually, I wanted to come and see if I was going to have to take you to the hospital for a broken hand," she replied coolly, not liking him taking his anger out on her. That's what the punching bag was for.

He shot her another look before he sent another barrage of punches and kicks at the punching bag until, sure enough, one of the sewn patches split, sending sand to the floor as Andy cursed loudly. He looked over at her, daring her to say anything, but any words he could have said died in his throat as he watched her slide her T-shirt up over her head before she let it fall to the ground. He swallowed the lump that was forming in his throat as he watched her motion for him to follow before she walked out of the exercise room and to the right, towards their bedroom.

Walking down the hallway, Valen didn't have to glance back to know her boyfriend was hot on her heels as she removed the black bra that had been under her shirt and let it drop to the floor as well. She brought her arm up to shield her breasts from his view as she turned to face him and gave him a seductive smile before she slipped into their room.

Andy felt his shorts tighten a little at the slight flash of skin before her arms had covered her breasts, and he moved quicker to the bedroom. Walking through the doorway he paused when he saw her facing him, her hands slowly undoing the buttons on her low-rise jeans. With every button she undid, little by little she was revealing that she was wearing the boy shorts he loved. He didn't care that the black fabric with the yellow stitch trim was for her Pittsburgh Steelers, all he cared about was the fact that they were cut in such a way that they left little to the imagination.

Valen let her smile show her faint amusement as she watched her boyfriend remove his shirt, revealing his ink to her, the colors just barely glistening from the faint sheen of sweat he had worked up when he was murdering his sand bag. "You know..." She purred as he moved closer to her, moving with a predator's fluid movements as he came closer. "Maybe you could work out that anger in a different way?"

Andy's eyes darkened as he took in her body, his hands moving to his shorts to free himself from the khaki confines. He felt his cock twitch in his shorts as she moved his hands away and undid the button and unzipped the fly for him, pushing his shorts down to pool at his feet. "I take it my devil has something in mind?" He questioned, even though he knew the answer as she crawled onto the bed, on her knees, smirking at him. He didn't hesitate or waste time in getting on the bed behind her, nudging her knees apart with his own knees before he put a hand on her hip, his other hand wrapping around his twitching shaft. Leading the crown of his length to her awaiting center, a smirk found its way to his mouth before he slowly moved his head up and down her slit, making her tremble and whimper softly.

"Andrew don't you dare tease me," she growled, glaring back at him over her shoulder. The glare died quickly when she saw the dark look in his eyes as his hand squeezed her hip.

"I'm teasing you as a punishment," he replied, cocking a brow for a brief moment before he moved his head over her clit, making her gasp. "That wasn't very nice of you to make that comment about my hand. As if I would be stupid enough to break it on a punching bag."

"You already broke the punching bag again," she replied, her taunting smirk evident in her tone.

Andy chuckled. "Touche, love, touche." Positioning his length at her entrance that was already slick with her fluids, he hilted his cock in her awaiting core in one swift thrust that made her cry out as her inner walls clenched around his length. Grabbing both of her hips now he moved in and out of her body, drawing moan after moan from her as she pushed her hips back to meet his own, pushing back with a little extra strength every other thrust.

Valen clenched fist fulls of sheets in her hands as Andy increased his pace and force, fucking her with the pure intent of using her body solely for his pleasure. She had known what she was getting herself into by letting him vent his anger, and to be honest she was looking forward to the bruises that would undoubtedly be on her hips by the next morning. She cried out when his cock was pushed as deep inside her body as it could go, making her clench tightly.

Andy held her hips with the bruising force she had been hoping for and began fucking her as hard and fast as his body could handle, smirking as her moans filled his ears. He pushed his length in as deep as he could with each of his thrusts, taking pleasure in the way her body reacted by clenching tightly. "You like being used like this, don't you, Valen?" He growled through his soft pants.

"You know I do, Andy," she moaned as he removed one of his hands from her hips and grabbed hold of her hair, pulling her head back slightly, knowing of her love for hair pulling. "But you're the one that loves using me." She cried out in pleasure when he jerked her hair back a little.

"As long as you know it," he growled out before he focused once more on using her to get off.

Valen pushed back harder when she heard Andy's moans, a sign that he was letting himself fully enjoy what he was doing to her. She clenched her walls around his thickness, making him groan and give a harder thrust that threatened to push her forward. She cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure when he grabbed her hips harder, his nails digging into her flesh to the point of almost breaking the skin.

Hearing her cry, and feeling her clench tighter sent Andy over the edge and he buried his length inside of her as his orgasm washed over him. He held her hips as he stilled inside of her, curling over her as he let out a moan. He heard her own moans increase in volume briefly as he own orgasm took her over, making her tremble beneath him.

Valen gasped as he pulled out of her and collapsed on the bed by her, pulling her down gently so she could get comfortable in the process. She curled against her boyfriend, trembling from the pleasure still coursing through her limbs, and rested her forehead against his chest as his shaky hand slowly played with her hair. "Damn baby," she panted softly as she lifted her head to look at Andy, to find him looking down at her as he too panted softly.

"Damn indeed," he managed to chuckle softly before he kissed her forehead. "It was almost worth the Packers losing..."

"I'll keep that in mind for the next time," she giggled softly before she closed her eyes and worked on regulating her breath.

Andy made a small sound and nuzzled the top of her head. "I don't know what next time you're talking about," he grumbled, making her giggle softly as they curled up closer together.

[Author's Note: This is a one-shot I wrote for two reasons. 1) Andy doesn't get enough lovin. 2) Yes, my Steelers beat his Packers. Bwahahahaha! I don't care if it was by one point, we still one lol. Reviews are love folks!]