"Miles," I call out his name with a smile as I paint the rest of the wall, taking in the late afternoon as the sunset rays cover the entire small room with a smile itself.
"Miles?" Nothing....
"Miles?!" Still no response.
I walk out of the room and towards the small noises I pick up coming from the kitchen. I walked onto the wall onto the ceiling to check if there were any intruders, but my spider senses hadn't gone off, which just seemed weird.
Where is he?
I walk into the kitchen to see a tall man in a cop outfit, walking towards him with a large plastic bag in his hands and places it down before shoving it into a box.
"Miles?"
The man turns around to then look up at me from the ceiling. His golden yellow and green hazel eyes scan me with a hit of amusement.
"I don't know who the fuck that is" I sigh and smile at his childish behavior, dropping down to the floor in front of him. His hands meet my waist, pulling me into his hold and the smell of his cologne invades my mind and head with fuzzy clouds of need. I smile up at him.
"Lieutenant Morales"
"Mrs Morales"
He kisses me and I pull my hands to his neck, deepening the kiss. His hands start to roam my body before he makes our way over to the kitchen counter and lifts me onto it, pushing himself between my legs. Dampening the pool between them with his kisses moving from my mouth to my neck and to my chest.
"Miles...."
He continues to kiss and mark at my body, causing my skin to become more and more sensitive with his every touch.
"......Miles...." this times he does look up but as he does he gets on his knees inching my dress up further and further.
"You have a ceremony to get to"
"And I have a wife to attend to" his words make my chest warm up and the butterflies take flight like the day we got married.
2 years ago Miles had asked me to be his wife and within the 3 months of him being my fiance, we got married in Puerto Rico and in (home/land). We'd decided to move and stay in Brooklyn, because according to Miles "we always start new chapters here". From when we were just kids, when we fall in love, when we fall out and now coming back to each other again.
We moved into a penthouse and have a gorgeous Chow Chow and Samoyed mix breed puppy, he's barely 3 days old and looks like the most beautiful little ball of fur. Without a suprise his name is Oso jnr, that cute bear like face reminded me so much of our Oso and so his name.
"Miles"
"Yes mi vida"
"We can continue this after you're sworn in. Come on all you gotta do is wait 5 hours or so" his frown visibly shows as he stares up at me, it makes me just chuckle at a bit at him but he smirks.
"Fine I won't fuck you. Can I get something to eat before we go?"
"You haven't eaten? " I frown because I'd been getting ready to leave now.
"I am now"
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DESTROYED《 ☆ Miles E42 x reader ☆ 》
Fanfictionverb [ T ] to damage something so badly that it cannot be used. +:｡∩(・ω・)∩ﾟ.+:｡ "Because of her my life was ruined. I ain't talking about this anymore. She dead to me" ☆ "Because of him everything was destroyed between us. Our friendship and my love...
