𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒, imagines

( S )~ W I N E I N A J U I C E B O X

A/N: the title is plain but yeah lets just get this shit show started.

Me= bad writer. '-'

ALSO ME= CRINGING 

You and Miles are up at one in the morning, one twenty to be exact. He had tricked you into drinking the drink, wine. You thought it was just regular plain old Grape juice, like he had said. It wasn't though, he had poured the reddish liquid down the drain and poured the alcoholic drink into the small box. 

You could feel you self getting more and more tipsy, but relaxed, with every drink. Miles had his cold hand rubbing up and down your thigh, every time going higher up, making you shiver. You could tell at this point he was gone, this wasn't your Miles. 

He reached over to your private area, and lightly pressed his finger against you. That made you instantly spit out the wine in your mouth. " Miles! " you yelled at him as he instantly moved his hand away. 

" I'm already mad at you for tricking me but what are you doing? This isn't yo-" you we're interrupted by his lips being pressed against you. A passionate and drunk kiss, it was all you ever needed, especially from Miles. 

You pulled away more needy then ever, and Miles pulled away, flustered and hot. You could feel yourself disappear as you take off your oversized shirt. Miles shirt. 

 With one small peck to the lips, turns into a full blown make out as your tangle your fingers in his curly locks, and as he plants his hand on your cheek. You pull  his shirt off and throw it to the floor and guide yourself onto his lap. 

As he unclips your bra, he slides his tongue into your mouth, exploring every inch of it. You feel your sensitive nipples rub against his soft skin, making your spine shiver. You pull away from the kiss as he gets on top of you. 

" Y/n, you don't know how long I've wanted this. I've loved you since the day we met. " he says, playing with your hair and brushing it to the side of your face. You smile at him, " I've been wanting to tell you that but I was nervous and- "

He cuts you off  " You don't have to say anything, its okay.." he says, pressing a finger to your lips. You slightly moan as he accidentally rubs himself against you. " A-are you going to? " you ask him, trying to send him a hint.

" D-did you want to, w-we don't have t- " his voice shakes as you stop him and quickly nod a needy nod. He pulls your shorts down hesitantly as you grab onto his sweatpants and take them off along with his boxers. 

' Damn, hes big. ' you think to yourself as you stare at his hard member. When he lightly chuckles at you, you look up at him and nervously chuckle back. " Are you really sure about this Y/n..? " he asks you cautiously. You nod and let him pull your underwear to the side as he takes a breath and slides into you. 

You squirm when he slowly, and carefully, thrusts into you for the first time. He does that same motion to let you get used to him, but before you know it, hes pounding his entire length inside of you. In and out. 

You moan his name, you didn't ever even think you could be any louder. With every thrust, he'd praise you with things like ' fuck, your so good for me ' or he would just tease you, and help you get one step closer to your dreamy orgasm. 

The way his curls sticked to his forehead, or the light grunts that came out of his mouth while fucking you just right, we're so hot. " Fuck, Miles! " you moan, feeling that warmth in your abdomen signalling your going to release. 

With one loud moan, your cumming all over Miles dick as he continues to push into you. He pulls out to finish himself. He collapses on the left side of you. Your both extremely tired and sore. 

" Miles, this isn't just because we're a little dr-"

" No Y/n, I love you so fucking much. " 

Me = CRINGING