Mikhaiah One Shot

Hot N' Cold🔞

- typographical and grammatical errors ahead

- mature contented

- read at your own risk

Third Person POV

One hot May afternoon, Mikha is sitting at the end of the sofa playing games on her phone while Aiah is just casually lying on the couch. Her head was pillowed on mikha's lap.

"Aaaaaaaggggghhhhh!" Aiah suddenly exclaimed in frustration.

"Fuck this heat!"

"I got an idea." Mikha said, slighty throwing her phone on the mini table.

"I can't fuck the heat but you know that I
can fuck you anyti-"

"No. I won't do it." Aiah automatically shook her head. Judging from Mikha's smile, Aiah can sense something...... Sensual.

"'Bubby. You're no fun. Come on. Just try it. Just one time." Mikha started rubbing her one hand on the Aiah's arm, trying to build up heat on her skin.

"I always suffer from your sexual explorations Mikhs"

"Suffering is an overstatement. I believe you enjoyed every minute of educational sessions we had." Mikha's hand hovers on Aiah's breast, finding its way to the hem of her shirt.

"Why don't we make a bet? If you ended up enjoying what I'll do to you, you'll buy me that Painting🎨 set."

"And if I don't enjoy it?" Aiah said, sitting properly this time, trying to get away from Mikha's tempting touches.

"Haha, that's funny Aiah." Mikha chuckled. "And when is the time that you did not enjoy my pleasuring, sweetheart?" Mikha's voice became hoarse.

She moves closer to Aiah, her fingertips playfully tracing the neckline of the older's shirt. She uses her forefinger to make Aiah faced her, only an inch away from each other's lips. Aiah was about to kiss her when she suddenly stood up.

"Stay still. I'll just get something. "

"Why do I feel like I was tricked???" Aiah whines.

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Mikha came back with an ice tray (just cute size slightly melted ice cubes).

"What are those?" Aiah asked.

"These are called 'Ice cubes'. Duh!" Mikha rolled her eyes.

"I know that they are ice cubes. I mean, why do you have them?

"You said you're feeling hot, baby. Ice are very useful in this time of the day." Mikha sat on Aiah's lap, straddling her.
She's wearing that sly smile again.

Aiah gulped hard."I'm having a bad feeling about this." She cannot deny the fact that she's starting to feel hot, too. Not from the temperature but because she's anticipating what Mikha will do this time.

Mikha smirked, "You'll be feeling good in a second "

Mikha gets a small ice and slowly put it in her mouth. Then she run her tongue over the cube as a way of showcasing her tongue skills while maintaining an eye contact with Aiah.

With the slightly melted ice cube between her lips, she dipped down and kissed an aroused Aiah. They keep on kissing and passing the ice back and forth in each other's mouth while it gets smaller. The contrast of cold ice and their hot mouths send shivers down their spine.

Mikha roughly bite the Aiah's lower lip as she ended the kiss. They are both panting and gasping for air.

"That was..." Aiah is still trying to normalize her breathing.