Screwing Mia|✓

15.

The mothers returned finally after the coast was clear for two weeks so far, better yet. Mia and Dustin needed groceries.

Mia hugged her mother as she showered her with kisses.

"Oh my baby. Are you alright"

"Yeah Ma. I'm fine" she smiled genuinely holding and leaning into her mothers hand that was cupping her cheek.

"Dustin hun. A word" Dustin's mother pulled him up to the stair case.

"Any intel?"

"So far Kon's recovering. Eli has a close eye on him and is monitoring further activities"

"God bless your brother. Anything about you and Mia?" Her persona changed.

"Mother" Dustin groaned rolling his eyes.

"Don't mother me boy" she slapped his hand playfully.

His attention went to her bump. It's showing a lot more now. He placed his hand over where his baby sister resided.

"And how are you two?"

"Citrine has been giving me a hell of a ride. She gives more trouble than you" she grimaced scowling remembering al the random barfing she did.

Dustin laughed out watching his mothers face.

The atmosphere got so much better since they came.

Hours later they were in the kitchen cooking up a storm, combing different foods. Mia's mouth watered smelling the tamales her mother was cooking, Dustin drooled smelling ravioli his mother was preparing and after the two went in the kitchen the were chased out by wooden and metal spoons.

They found themselves watching television, unwinding to The 100 on Netflix. Mia kicked her feet up while resting her head in Dustin's lap. He casually played with a thick curl from her puff twirling his finger within it watching it bounce when he let go.

She yawned turning into him. Blowing him a raspberry when she caught him staring. The childish action caught him by surprise. He laughed.

He bent down and kissed her, long and deeply. Holding her down as she protested, she soon stopped kicking when he trailed his hand down between her legs, cupping her under the yoga pants.

She gasped.

"My mom. Your mom. Dustin!" She shudder when he pushed his finger into her moist opening. He used his thumb to stimulate her clit, she used her hand to cup her mouth, rolling her hips into his hand.

He stopped moments after.
Mia protested but seeing as his mother'a footsteps were drawing closer he kept his eyes on the television.

"Aren't you kids hungry. Dinner is ready you know" she hummed resting her elbows on the couch. Mia's face held shock. Dustin in the other hand chuckled."

"Ill be a minute. I have to go to the bathroom"

"Yeah and I got wine in my room I don't wanna go to waste, plus it'll go good with your cooking" Dustin resorted getting up after Mia going up to his room taking out the wine from his cuboard. Turning to see Mia at his door.

"Aren't you hungry?" He challenged with a raised brow.

She pushed he door up, stepping over to him taking the wine from his hand and throwing it in the bed. She jumped into him and he caught her on instinct.

"Not until you finish" she said breathless leaving Dustin to laugh a bit.