*scrapes his tensed fingers over your shoulders, the front of your shirt and shudders, his back arching when your hungry mouth finds a sweet spot on his throat* *(he really cannot be blamed for you being a good lay, or for you knowing how to touch him)*
*in the next instant, tangles his hands in your hair, yanking your head closer beside his so he can fend off your kisses (if he doesn't kiss you, he won't have to unearth the pain he's pushed down deep (he won't have to remember that he loved you))* *hisses in your ear* This is what you want? To use each other? I'm pretty sure it's bad manners to fuck around with a guy when you're on a date with someone else. And I'm not interested in some cheap fuck.
*doesn't care if this hurts, either; no—he hopes this hurts because you told him he wasn't enough*