Out Of Control [Milex]

He Never Learns

Seems like Miles couldn't get enough of this little game that he's been playing.

And Alex was having none of it.

That little slut was whining, throwing little tantrums and annoying the shit out of his dom. He was disobeying orders, completely ignoring it sometimes.

And that had been in going on for a week now.

Alex knew a punishment was what Miles wanted, and he wasn't going to give him what he wanted easily.

He's put up with it for the past few days. And he was getting tired of it.

Part of him wanted to give Miles a good rough fuck to remind him of his place. But again, that was exactly what Miles wanted. And Alex wasn't letting himself be manipulated. He wanted Miles to know he can't control the outcome.

But his frustration was showing very clearly to the people around him, especially his band whom he worked with almost everyday. And they were his best friends, obviously they knew something was up. But they also knew Alex and Miles had this bdsm dynamic and they didn't want to explore that further.

It was quite difficult to ignore it when Alex had become insanely easy to snap at the smallest thing. And what's worse is he insisted that he was fine, and that nothing was going on.

Obviously something was going on.

The Monkeys were having a little coffee break, making small talk when Alex got a notification on his phone.

He opened his phone, the text was from Miles

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Doll -
+ Hello sir :p
+ how's recording going?
+ You good at singing yet?

- You
Miles what do you want +

Doll -
+ Hm nothing
+ You don't really have anything to give me now do you?
+ It's just
+ I've been in bed all day
+ And it's so hot today, so I thought what's the use of unnecessary clothing?
+ And I thought oh if Alex was here he'd want to fuck me raw right here and now
+ Such a shame he's working :(
+ Well, there's always other ways to satisfy myself
+ Right?

- You
You're pushing your luck +

Doll -
+ Oh?
+ And what's the worst that could happen?
+ Your weak fucking baby spanks?

- You
Stop wasting my time, Miles. +

Doll -
+ Ooo period at the end of the text
+ How scary :o
+ How about I try it as well?
+ I do whatever the fuck I want.

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Alex shut his phone and slammed it on the table, screen down

"Ugh that bratty fucking- fuck" he mumbled to himself as he massaged his forehead

"Uh... Al, you good?" Matt asked

"I'm fine!" Alex spat "I just need a fuckin fag, since the one at home won't stop being a little bitch" he said and grabbed the pack of cigarettes from the table before storming out

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Meanwhile at home Miles was giggling. His witty responses had an effect when his dom wasn't there to shove a gag or his dick in his mouth to shut him up. He wasn't going to stop tormenting Alex anytime soon.

Or so he thought.
He grabbed his phone again after a few hours

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