There is something compelling about angry sex. To legitimately be angry with someone and to take it out in the form of sex is an intoxicating feeling.
During my time in the city, I lived with a lot of people. We lived in a large place with 8-10 roommates at a time. With that many people it is inevitable that you’ll step on some toes now and then. I had a particular problem with the guy that shared a wall with me. He would bring different people home all the time and he definitely had some interesting kinks. I didn’t mind either of those things. What I did mind was that every time I had to be up really early it seemed that it would be the night that I was kept up until 5 in the morning with the screaming and loud bangs from his room. I tried talking about it, but he would write me off as being jealous. That made me incredibly frustrated. So, we would get into some pretty epic yelling matches.