"But sex isn't everything, Eric. Normal, compassionate people need more than rough sex every week. Momo and I have sex, sure, but we have more than that- we care for one another and support each other as lovers, not fuck buddies." He growled.
"Yeah, I miss you... But I know that I care for him more. Now give me my things." He ordered flatly, moving from his grip. "I was tired of you using me, at least Momo doesn't see me as just another "pet". To be honest, sometimes I top!"
Rolling his eyes at the statement he moved to pin him to the wall, smirking down as he expertly grind into a spot he knew he loved. "Hon, your only doing th is to make me jealous. Can't you see that? And it worked hon. I'm jealous, now you've got me where you want."
"I never wanted this. YOU wanted this! I-It's always about YOU Eric, it's never about anyone else. I couldn't deal with that, okay? I need someone who cares for me, and I can care for them back...."
"Give me my things and I will," He snapped, shyly adjusting himself as he tried to hide his somewhat rustled bulge. "I need to leave, so just give it over."
Cursing to himself, the centaur stormed from the apartment with flushed cheeks while clinging to his things- though he knew that, that creep had probably kept something of his to sniff or something. Changing his form the moment he had reached the woods, he galloped quickly to his hidden home with a low growl