Fireworks [A Milo Manheim Short Story]

Maple Syrup Kisses

"I needed these." Milo moaned as he stuffed the last syrup covered bite of pancake into his mouth. Sage shaking her head as she lifted her thumb to the corner of his mouth to help him wipe the syrup off. Milo stared at her as she showed him the syrup now on her finger. He licked it.
Sage laughed but froze as she felt his mouth wrap around her finger and sucking the syrup from it.

His lips made a popping sound as he pulled off her finger. A blush creeping on both their faces as they stared at each other.
"Sorry that was probably.. a bit much." Milo laughed, scratching the back of his head. He was still buzzed and obviously not thinking straight. Then again, he never really thought properly when he was around Sage.

Sage had felt the familiar feeling of butterfly's bumping around in her chest and stomach the second he hugged her. They hadn't stopped fluttering since. Then he reminded her just how good his mouth felt.. and suddenly her thoughts were probably as hazy as his.

"Are you okay?" Milo questioned seeing her internal battle clear on her face.
"You came here to talk?" Sage reminded him but her voice betrayed her as it squeaked. Her thighs clenching together as she tried to remind herself. They were suppose to talk.

Milo nodded hearing her but his eyes were focused on her body language and everything she wasn't saying. They had only been together for a short amount of time. Only intimate a few times.. but he knew her tells.

Her cheeks were flushed and her bottom lip puffy as she kept biting at it. His lips parted as he saw her legs uncrossing and crossing again. Fuck.

"Yeah.. talk—We should ..definitely talk." He stumbled over his words, his brain practically short circuiting because all he could think about was her. Touching her, feeling her.. tasting her.

Milo couldn't take it anymore he dipped his head down pressing his lips urgently to hers. Praying she wouldn't push him away. Praying she wouldn't kick him out.

Sage melted against his lips and as they began to move against hers with fever, all thoughts of what they should be doing and shouldn't be doing vanished.
She could taste the syrup on his tongue and as he hopped off the stool sending it to the ground she wrapped her legs around him as he came to stand in between them. Pressing his body against her everywhere he could. A moan fell from her lips as his fingers dug into her ass, lifting her from the stool and against his groin as he picked her up. Milo groaned against her lips in appreciation of her body against his. Even with their clothes on the contact sent heat spreading through his body.

Clumsily he maneuvered them to the futon couch in her living room. Swallowing each other's moans as their bodies rubbed against one another's.

"Fuck, fuck I missed you." Milo groaned pulling away from Sage for a second as her hands greedily pushed his hoodie up his torso. He yanked it over his head and threw it to the floor. Sage hummed against his lips, nodding frantically. She missed him too.
He gave her a hard kiss before trailing his lips down her neck, pulling her shirt up until her chest was exposed. "Jesus Christ baby.." Her perfect, bare mounds were right in front of him. She wasn't wearing a bra. Skimming his lips over each of the soft peaks he bit his lip as they hardened instantly. He couldn't take it anymore. His mouth latched against one of them while he gingerly massaged the other.

Sage gasped, Milo's name quietly falling from her lips as she arched her back. Her brain and body only cared about one thing right now and that was the pleasure it was getting from him. Only him. She wanted his mouth sucking, biting every inch of her flesh. Her cheeks flushed with the thought.

"Milo please, please." Her hips bucked against his, as much as she loved him sucking on her nipples or the teasing of his lips against her belly button. She was frustrated and needed him to soothe the growing ache inside her fast.