TRUTH BE TOLD| Agent Micah+ Agent Grey

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Micah eyes closed feeling relax, the slender fingers trail though his head, soft voice hummed a song. "You okay papi?"

"No. I think I'm sick" he said lowly feeling his forehead sweat and his mouth salvate "Mami get a trashcan I'm going to throw up" he said getting up, the black hair bounced to the other half of the room, she turned around her breast was out and she was just in her underwear kneeling infront of him so he can throw up.

"Aww" she cooed holding his face "¿Está mi esposo enfermo de gripe?" She asked softly setting it down and Micah nodded pulling her closer so his head can be in her stomach "let me go see if I can conjour something up for you" she kissed his head and he held her tighter shaking his head "I'll be back Aubrey. Hold on I promise"

His bedroom door open and he set the picture aside of him and Malia at the chapel married. They look extremely happy, Malia look gorgeous. So soft and gentle "here..tadah. Adry'ann terribly made knock off chicken soup" she laughed holding the cup out for him to take.

Micah sat up seeing the yellow broth chicken from the salad bar and spegati Noddles and crackers "thank you love" he smiled shaking his head "can you feed it too me?"

Malia made a train noise with a goofy grin with Micah as it inch to his mouth and he opened it rubbing her lower back since she stradle him.

Micah had his memory coming back more and more and he felt more and more guilty.

Going to knock on the door he heard humming.

"Why so you can tell me I can't sing?" She said playfully sassed tilting her head holding up the cards then put two down for her pairs

Peaking through the crack door he can see her figure through the clear curtain but it was fogged from the shower. He saw the rag rub her stomach in circles.

Micah bit her stomach

her laugh rung in his head

Trailing his tongue up the center till he was in between kissing the small gap taking her whole on her left breast

Image of him catching Malia with another man then shooting her as if she meant nothing staring down at her with the same fearless blank expression.

Malia bent down rubbing the rag up and down her left leg, Micah wasn't sure if he was hyperventilating of excitement but he was, between not looking away from Malia and the flashing memories but mostly focus soly one time he was intimate.

Malia hissed and her face crunched together lightly but she sighed her nail in him "it's going to hurt mamas. It's going to feel good soon" Micah said seeing the grey eyes look at him and nodded

"Mijo this is what's best for you" she touched her son back seeing the aggressive face "This way you don't go to jail, serve your three years and come home okay?"

Micah sighed he didn't like seeing his mother sad he got his bright smile from her "No promise I'll be good there too"

Malia look left bringing left hand up to block twisting the arm back bringing her right to punched but the person blocked her grabbing her throat. Malia stop mid knee seeing Micah face after the curtain fell to the ground. She stared at him seeing the same lifeless bland eyes "the fuck are you doing Mamas?" Micah stress he shook her