trouble

Requested by @filevenholmes

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Y/N and Miles have been friends since forever because she lives in a vineyard near the Fairchild estate, which is where he lives, however after starting high school and Miles becoming a delinquent, her parents stopped her from seeing him, their strictness lead her to be very innocent, she'd also never hang out with anyone, only being able to see him at the boarding school, now they're seniors.

Miles had finally come back after some time suspended and wanted to see her, looking around the place when he saw exactly who he was searching for but not how he expected, Y/N was talking to a guy which he actually recognized. Immense anger took care of him but he ended up walking away.

It was time to go home and Miles had been waiting for her outside in secret, knowing she drives herself home. As soon as he saw her, he grabbed her wrist, covering her mouth.

"Shh, don't scream." She was against the wall where no one could see them, he could finally look into her eyes after so long, uncovering her lips.

"Miles, what are you doing here? Weren't you suspended?" She asked lowly.

"It's been three weeks already, so now let's get out of here." He grabbed her wrist but before they walked away she stopped him.

"Miles, you know it's not a good idea, you don't even have a car."

"I might not have a car, but I do own a motorcycle, come on, I'll bring you back later." He begged.

"Fine, but if I get in trouble—

"You can say I kidnapped you then." She giggled, walking along with him, hopping on his motorcycle, giving her his helmet.

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We had arrived somewhere I have never been before, it was a small shack, he walked me inside, closing the door with a key and also the curtains on the window.

"So why did you bring me here?" I questioned.

"Because I missed you." He replied, putting his things on a table.

"We could have gone to a cafe or something then." I giggled.

"Why? You don't want to be alone with me?"

"N-no th—

"Or are you scared of being just the two of us?" He cut me off, walking a bit closer to me.

"No Miles, that's not it, I was just trying to free you from trouble."

"I'm always in trouble, I mean, I am trouble so it doesn't bother me at all, I do what I want anyways."

"Yeah, you really are trouble." I joked, he sat on the corner of the table, still staring at me.

"Y/N," he called me. "who was the guy you were talking to this morning?" He asked, fidgeting his jeans button.

"What... oh, you mean Ashton? He's just a friend." I answered.

"Really, just a friend?"

"What do you mean?"

"He's just a friend even though your parents chose him to marry you."

"How do you know th—

"You don't have to hide or lie to me, you know." He cut me off again.

"It's not that big of a deal, I mean my parents are—

"I hate it, I don't want him near you." He walked closer to me.

"Miles, don't worry about it." I nervously giggled.

"I will worry about it, because I want you, I want to be the one to marry you, I want to be the one to take away your innocence and share all my time with you."

"Miles—

"Do you feel the same, Y/N? Do you love me too?" He was inches apart from my face, his scent was overwhelmingly delicious, it felt like an enchantment, I was staring at his dark eyes that almost possessed me entirely.

"Yeah I do, I've always did." As soon as I whispered those words, his lips attached to me, feeling that type of touch for the first time, his arm wrapped around my waist while the other cupped my cheek, my hands roaming around his chest and shoulders slowly. He pulled me closer, making me gasp and that let him use his tongue, I had no idea how but I just went with the flow and it felt so good, I got tingles on my stomach, just as if there were butterflies.

He pulled away, still staring at each other's eyes, he grabbed my body as I wrapped my legs around his waist, hearing doors being open and without notice I was thrown in a bed, he was standing right in front of me, my heart beating fast as I saw him unbutton his shirt and throw it across the room, his beautiful pale skin shined, the slightly defined muscles on his torso, chest and arms made me feel something indescribable. He was above me, kissing my cheeks and neck as I closed my eyes and shivered but he pulled away once again.

"Do you want to make love to me?" He asked, knowing what that meant but never learning exactly how it happened.

"Yeah, I want to." I shyly answered, receiving a soft kiss on the lips, he took my shirt off along with my jeans and his own. We were both half naked, I had never been so exposed to a guy before. He began kissing me again while his right hand snook under my back and unclipped my bra without effort, making me gasp. Miles ran his hand from my neck to my waist, going back to my breast, fondling it gently, I felt something weird and amazing, wishing for more. When I knew, he was pulling down my underwear, throwing it somewhere.

"You're blushing," He stared at me, his thumb caressing my cheek. "it's cute." I unconsciously smiled, leading him to do the same, he then sat straight, taking a deep breath and slowly took his boxers off. I had never seen that before, only on a science book in seventh grade and it wasn't as huge and bulky as his, that made the tingles get worse.

"T-That's, uh, I mean, how, hm, but—

"It's okay," he giggled. "I'll be gentle." That somehow made me feel relieved, he leaned a bit closer, being in between my legs which he spread and grabbed one of them. "I'll put it in and wait so you get used to it, alright?" I nodded, he spit on his dick and also on my pussy down there, spreading his saliva and that tingled again. He positioned himself, aligning with my virgin area, suddenly thrusting and that hurt so much, my eyes scrunched immediately.

"I-Is it all in already?" He laughed.

"The tip's not even all the way in, Y/N," That made me open my eyes and look at him, he had a giggly smile on his face, suddenly leaning closer to me, supporting himself in bed, his face inches apart from mine. He wrapped my legs around his waist, and I held the sheets by my side. "can I go on?" I once again nodded, closing my eyes, he went a little bit in and waited until I asked him to move again, after some time he was finally all the way inside me. "You bled a little." He commented.

"What? I-Is th—

"It's normal, don't worry." He caressed my cheek. "I'll start slowly, if it hurts too much I'll stop, just tell me." He began going in and out in a very slow pace and it still hurt a lot but suddenly there was a good feeling, something amazing, I accidentally left a sound.

"M-Miles, faster, please." I begged lowly and he started moving more, my arms wrapped around his neck and my nails were digging on his skin, scratching his back accidentally and that made him groan and it was so hot. I was moaning more frequent and louder, the feeling was becoming overwhelming at every thrust. "Miles, M-Miles." I repeated his name over and over again, he whimpered back, burying his head on my neck. It's been only a few minutes and I felt like I was about to explode. "M-Miles, I feel w-weird."

"Me too," He replied, kissing my neck repeatedly. "I'll pull out."

"D-do it inside of me, please." His thrusts became sloppier and without warning he was going harder, making me yell his name again, my back arched so much it hurt. "Miles!" I screamed for the last time, my legs shook desperately as I felt the pleasure go away, feeling also a warmth fulfill me, followed by a last groan of his. He pulled out, sat straight and still was staring at me, both breathless and sweating, my body was unable to move and the view I had of him was beautiful. "I want you, Miles, and no one else."