miles kane oneshots 🎀

is this what you wanted (smut)

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you and miles know each other, you're not really friends, but you have the odd conversation here and there when either of your friends aren't around. you're both 17, him being a few months older than you, and you've been in the same school since year 7 and you're not in sixth form. miles has always had a little bit of a crush on you, but as you don't talk that often and he's sure you don't like him back, he tries not to think about it too much.

you sit next to each other in sociology, and in this lesson, the teacher is just going over things you've already been through at least 100 times by now. miles is bored out of his mind, as you are, and he starts to doodle on his exercise book. almost unintentionally, his doodles turn into a little drawing of you and him together.

you see his doodles out of the corner of your eye and you smile slightly to yourself. you reach over and draw a little love heart between you two on the picture he drew, and he just freezes with embarrassment. he hesitantly tilts his head to look at you, and you just smile at him before drawing another little picture on his exercise book yourself.

this time, it's a little picture of two people together in a bed, and you draw little arrows and label the people with both of your names and you draw a little love heart above the bed.

he's still absolutely mortified that you saw he was drawing a little doodle of the two of you together, but as he sees what you've drawn, he can feel the blood rushing to his lower region. he scribbles a response underneath your drawing, "is that us?"

you smile to yourself and write underneath his little message, "it'll be us tonight."

he stares at your response on the paper, and he scribbles underneath, "what do u mean?"

"come over tonight." you scribble underneath, then you put your pen down. he glances between you and the paper, really really hoping that this means that he thinks it means.

a few minutes later, the bell rings and you pick up your things, leaving before he can get the chance to ask you anything.

2 hours later, after the ring of the final bell, miles hangs around outside of school, waiting for you. you smile at him as you walk out of school and you go over to him. you say "you know where i live, don't you?"

he nods in response. you smile and say "come over around 8, my mum's going out with her mates tonight, she shouldn't be home till the early hours."

he smiles and nods, trying to hide how excited he is, and he says "sounds perfect. i'll see you later then"

you smile and walk away, starting to walk home. he stares at you for a few seconds as you walk away before he gathers his bearings and starts to walk back to his house. once he's home, he tells his mum that he's going out at around 8 to his friends house.

you get home too and go up to your bedroom and decide to make at least a slight attempt to tidy your bedroom a bit before tonight.

a few hours later, at around 8pm, miles knocks gently on your front door. you go downstairs to open it and you smile when you see him standing there. you step to the side to let him in and you say "my room is the first one on the left, i'll be up in just a second."

he smiles and head upstairs to your bedroom while you get yourself a quick cup of water and drink it before going upstairs to him. he stands in your room, a bit clueless on what to do as he's never been in your house before, but he smiles at you when you come in.

you close your bedroom door behind you and you say "did you like my drawing earlier?"

he smiles and nods slightly, then says "did it mean..?" he trails off.

you smile and say "it did. only if you want to, mind."

he nods his head rapidly, a bit too quickly, but it's the least of his worries. he says "yeah, yeah. i want to."

you smile and sit on your bed before pulling off your shirt and bra. he stares at your chest for a few seconds before sitting next to you on your bed and he pulls his top off too. you smile and pull back the duvet on your bed before pulling down your trousers along with your underwear, leaving you naked.

he takes off his trousers too, leaving his boxers on just for the minute, and he hesitantly gets under your duvet with you. you wrap your arms around his waist as he gets on top of you and you smile up at him before lightly tugging on his boxers waistband. "take these off.." you smile.

he quickly complies, pulling his boxers down his legs, revealing his hard cock. you smile and lightly graze over it with your fingertips before spreading your legs slightly and wrapping your arms around his waist again. he smiles down at you, and you get a condom out of your bedside table and unwrap it before passing it to him to put it on.

he rolls it on, and once it's on, he rests his arms on either side of your head on the pillow and he slowly works his cock inside of your pussy. you smile at the feeling and moan softly, but he has never felt anything so good in his entire life. once he's full-hilt, he moans shakily and starts to thrust slowly, rocking his hips back and forth in a gentle, slow rhythm.

you smile and try and keep eye contact with him, but failing that, you put one of your hands on the back of his neck and kiss him softly and sweetly. he kisses you back and hesitantly slips his tongue into your mouth, trying not to get lost in the feeling of being inside of you but it's proving difficult.

he starts to thrust a bit faster, moaning and whining into the kiss. you smile against his lips at his moans, and you moan softly too, one of your hands slipping between your bodies to gently rub your clit.

he breaks the kiss and leans his forehead against yours, sweat dripping down his body as he tries to keep up the pace. you moan softly and move your hand from your clit to his body, gently running your hand up and down his side, his arms, his thighs and his chest.

your gentle touch only adds to the intensity of the sensations for him and he starts to thrust a bit harder and a bit faster, the sounds of your moans turning him on to no end.

his head falls to the crook of your neck, panting and moaning as he continues to thrust into you. you smile and bite your lip slightly as you feel yourself getting close to the edge and you press a few little kisses to his cheek.

with a final few thrusts, now very uneven, he gasps and moans quite loudly as he cums into the condom, his eyes rolling back and his legs trembling.

as he cums, you smile and rock your hips up off the bed a little bit to hit your g-spot a few more times before you cum as well. you lean your head back on your pillows, smiling and panting heavily.

he pulls his head up from the crook of your neck and he looks into your eyes. he smiles weakly then looks down between your bodies, seeing his cock buried inside of you. not wanting to let go of the feeling just yet, he reluctantly pulls his now-soft cock out of you. he pulls the condom off and ties it before looking at you and asking "have you got a bin?"

you smile and take the tied condom from him and just put it on your bedside table for now. "i'll put it in the bin later. do you want a glass of water?" you ask as he gets off of you and lies next to you.

"please.." he says between pants. you smile and stand up from your bed. you put on your underwear and a random shirt before going downstairs to get the two of you a glass of water each. you come back up to your room with two glasses and you hand one to him before sitting down on your bed next to him.

he smiles and takes the glass, drinking nearly all of it in one sip, and then he says "..i like you. i always have done."

you smile as he says he likes you, then you say "i like you too, miles."

he looks up at you hopefully as you say that, then he asks hesitantly "do you wanna be my girlfriend..?"

"i'd love to." you reply and you give him a quick kiss on the cheek. you take his now-empty glass from him and put it on your bedside table along with yours while he pulls his boxers back on. you then pick up the used condom and take it to the bin in the bathroom before coming back to bed and lying down next to him.

still a bit dazed from his orgasm, he turns his head to look at you and he asks "was that good for you too?"

you smile softly and reply "it was perfect."