☆ ~ 𝓦𝓇𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝒮𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝒪𝒻 ℒ𝒾𝒻𝑒 - Milex Fanfic ~ ☆ [+18]

7.- Warm Game

Time to De-stress, Miles wants to help with this.

Alex

"Kiss me quickly, it's just a game" he proclaimed, closing his eyes and narrowing his lips in a funny way.

Wait, he talk seriously?

"Miles, it's unnecessary," I proclaimed in a low tone as I shook off one of his hands that held me between his.

"It is necessary, it is!" Daisy answered, interposing.

"We'll go home after this, okay?" He answered in a low voice

"Hey, this is ridiculous." I said.

"I know, but we must comply."

Miles guided his tongue to the inner left side of his mouth, almost as if quoting homosexual oral sex, causing him to spit the freshly ingested wine right into his coat. It was soaked, and I only managed to take a piece of paper that was on the same table to clean it while both women laughed, pointing out the places where Miles had those stains.

"Jesus Christ Al, that was amazing!" He said happily without showing concern for having messed it up.

"Hey, it's late now, calm down," I grumbled.

"Don't you want to keep playing, Alex?" He interrupted me, though he absorbed the answer.

The girls started talking to each other when they noticed that we were not fulfilling their requests.

"It's dangerous to take a taxi from here, I even feel drunk enough," I said, while the brunette kept pulling his chair closer and closer in my direction, watching my lips with mocking appetite without wanting to stop his feat.

"It's all good, just close your eyes," he said in front of the girls very boldly when they looked forward to the result.

I gasped shortly and he got closer, I squeezed my eyes with a strange dizziness when I felt his strong grip with both hands on my face while I dedicated myself to holding the glass of wine and with the other hand I put placed my open palm on his chest to push away everything that could avoid face-to-face contact. I was deeply uncomfortable.

When I felt the heat on my cheek, my eyes widened, as if my body expected more.

"What a fucking shit!" Daisy dictated in annoyance at the sight of Miles laughing after acting.

"You disappointed me, Mi," Alice said in disgust, running her face to the side.

Miles waited and threw himself into punching my arms, then slowly guided her gaze to the woman to smile peacefully.

"I can't do this to my friend, girls"

Miles had just kissed my right cheek, and seeing how he spotted the girls, he gave a few more laughs. Alice spoke discouraged and above all drunk, saying that they would they go home disappointed. They weren't very happy with the challenge after they had delivered those deep kisses and of course they were bothered by that result between us.

"This is not funny, keep having fun," declared the second girl.

Clutching their handbag,they got up from the table and walked through the front door of the after party leaving Miles and me alone. The last one got up from his chair and went to the stairs to look at them and try to get them back, but came back half staggering from drunkenness and proclaimed:

"Well, we're out of girls," and he placed his lips together with a beam of sorrow.

"Yes," I assumed, "and it's time to go." I answered, him seeing how he laughed.