Brighter- 6/?
Title: Brighter
Characters: Mitchie/Miley/Mikayla
Summary: Mikayla has always been in love with Miley whom she just found out is her sister. Mitchie has alway been Mikayla's best friend, and her feelings for Mikayla are no secret. Who Will Mikayla choose Mitchie or Miley
Chapter 1: http://th3who.livejournal.com/1474.html#cutid1
Chapter 2: http://th3who.livejournal.com/1606.html#cutid1
Chapter 3: http://th3who.livejournal.com/1818.html
Chapter 4: http://th3who.livejournal.com/2265.html#cutid1
Chapter 5: http://th3who.livejournal.com/2345.html
Chapter 6
MIKAYLA’S POV:
“This isn’t something you can control I need you.”
I tightened my grip on her waist and pushed her closer to the stove without breaking eye contact with her. Caressing her chin I slowly tilted her head for a kiss. As satisfactory as enjoying a steamy cup of homemade cocoa while everybody else shivers from the window as the temperatures reaches freezing point. This is how it is right now. Why everyone dies to be with her she can only think of me. I bathe in her warmth. I enjoy every single orgasm that leaves her overused body. Everyone can rot in hell for all I care.
As I left soft, quick kisses on her lips, while quickly pulling away every time she tried to deepen the kiss I could feel her urge increase. Thus, she wrapped her hands around my neck and her left in my hair and pulled me in for a excruciatingly-long wet kiss and again we made our way to her room like we did thousands of times before. I’ve spent hour exploring her anatomy. Or exploiting it, however you want to put it.. While girls our age had sleepovers and played spin the bottle all you could hear from Mitchie’s hallway were the muffled moans we, in various futile attempts, tried to hide from her parents.
I pushed her onto her bed. I could do this blindfolded, there’s nothing oblivious to me from her body. From the birthmark between her thighs that kind of looked like a Fiji island (Viti Levu,) to the way she can squirt within a minute; discovered during our magician/audience role-play experience. Mitchie cradled hips between her legs while that desperate look appeared on her face. She needed me.
I calmed her down applying pressure on her lips but Torres wasn’t going down so easy and forced her tongue down my mouth. She tasted my mouth the same way she did on out first kiss. Hungry, unable to hide her lust as moans escaped her mouth. If you’d hear her singing the you’d know her moans were like and angels voice.
I tried taking her panties off but she wouldn’t stop kissing me. She’d now grown fond of kiss. Her tongue tried to initiate a war against mine, yet the eagerness in me left me unable to participate and my hands trailed down her round tush. I tried to pull away but she just sucked on my tongue making the wetness between my thighs increase. Her lips were driving me insane. I needed a way of release and soon started to rub my hips with hers.
She tightened her legs around my waist and I could control myself anymore and grabbed her hands and pressed them down on the now winkled sheets. When the apron was off her body I somehow unpinned her bra. She looked at me lovingly, she loved it when I did this to her. Desperate she started touching her nipples and my mouth obeyed. As I felt goosebumps on her arms and then the pressure on her breast increased, her moan filled my ears. The way my named left her throat is almost heartbreaking. Her voice breaking as my mouth fulfilled its agenda. While my tongue danced around her nipples she arched her back. And her breathing. Her lungs could die any second, she drew about 20 liters of O2 per second.
“Mi-kie.”-again with her pleas. “please.” I bit on her nipple hungry and she shut her eyes and exhaled sharply. Id be a great cannibal. My hands on either side of head hovered my face against hers. Apparently now she didn’t want to kiss me. I love when she’s bipolar in bed, she can be mad, loving and horny at the same time. Such a turn-on.
“No kissie?”-she shook her head like a little girl while she tightened her legs around my waist. Her left hand reaching for my bra. I smiled, the hook is on the front. “How come?”
“because…”-my mouth sucked on her pulse point. I love giving her hickies. And she enjoyed them too I conclude as she rubbed her sex against my thigh. Dear god, I think I’ll die this instant.
“You‘re right”-I mumbled against her neck making my way down her breasts but neglecting them. “I can use my mouth in such a better way.”
She raised her hips and we locked eyes. I slid off her humid panties as if in slow-motion, teasing her. I opened her legs and kissed her thighs She made a cute noise and pulled me into her. Heck yes, I gladly accepted and gave along lick. Geesh, she’s wet, like pouring. Way to raise my self-esteem.
Mitchie’s hand guided me to her ecstasy. Her clit lied between my lips as I massaged it with my tongue. Completely desperate to achieve her climax she started massaging her breasts while she tried to bite off her bottom lip. I felt tempted to kiss her but she was so warm and she had the right taste. There should be an ice-cream flavor out off this. Pussies and cream. I loved the look on her face, a couple of minutes ago she cheerfully sung to Hannah’s “nobody’s perfect” and now she moaned my name while trying to rip my scalp off as she reached her limit. What did I tell you? If I fail as a singer then im definitely becoming a magician. As I lost myself in my thoughts Mitchie reached an orgasm and I poached a finger inside her.
Instant moan/ squeal. I don’t even know what to call it but it’s SO hot. I needed more of those. In come finger number two.
“Mikayla!!”-Her voice hoarse and filled with anxiety. I think I came right there and then.
“Faster?”-it’ll only be seconds till she achieves her own little nirvana as I like to call it.
“ye-”- she’s almost unable to speak as the moans are now too strong to suppress. I kiss her inner thighs my lips caressing her while my fingers gave her the sweetest reward. A very sweet reward for both of us. “Fuck!” she squealed as her squirt left the bed humid whilst a smile was left placing in my face as she climaxed.
“That was great.” She smiled at me, I raised my lips and placed them on hers. Her eyes were a bit drowsy even though it was about 12:00p.m. I guess I wasn’t the only one who hadn’t caught some Z’s last night. Torres laid asleep on my abdomen only a couple of days later whilst I played with her soft hair. I really wish I could keep my promise to Mitch and not hurt her. It does always end this way. I do use her for sex. She knows it too. I don’t try to keep anything away from her though. She knows I like Miley, just not that she’s my sister.
And I know she’s in love with me, she’s one of those few people that would go through an Armageddon and come back just because I said so. I know her love is so pure but I’ve only had eyes for you-know-who. Shit!! Why can’t I love her? She’s written tons of songs for me, let me be her first, dried my tears listened to me. She’s made my life so much better. I on the other hand only plague hers. I’m the only reason she cries.
Parasitism is the only way to describe our relationship; whilst I am benefited she is the one that’s harmed. I remember one time I told her that we couldn’t talk anymore. Her mom had to drag me from my house to come and see her; she hadn’t slept in days when she did she only called my name.
“Mikayla?”-she whispered as I moved under her. She sat and covered her naked breasts. Her hardened nipples poke through the cotton sheets. I smirked as she got closer for another kiss I pushed her off.
“Gotta go.”-I jumped up from the bed and clutched the random pieces of clothes from the floor.
“I thought we were going to spend some time together.”-she stared at the wrinkled bed. I bet tears formed in her eyes.
Just ignore her. I know its bad, bitchy, something an ass would do but it’s the only way to save her from me. I slide my shirt on and catch a glimpse of her. Shoot. I knelt before her. She doesn’t look at me in the eye so I lift her chin and press my lips against hers. I’m just making things worse this way but I slide my tongue inside her mouth. She sucks on it and I pull it put and I hold her bottom lip between mines. Not again, these disgusting hormones. I pull away and pecks her quickly and make my way to the door.
“I’ll text you.”- She nods, faking a smile.
I never did.