Cats were here first

Miles snuck out of his room while his uncle Aaron was too busy to notice, He roamed the streets towards his friends house- seeing her window open he climbed up and through into her room. Her back was to him and he had a smirk plaster on his face "Hey.. I think I need some stress relief.. Today was so bad.." He mumbled as he sat on her bed, beckoning her closer "I gotta say.. I like this little arragmenet between us.. Now come here and take away my stress." He had a demanding tone.

Miles grumbled, "Typical. Always with those cats. Don't they know I need to destress?" He gave a sarcastic smirk and leaned back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. "Well, if you're not willing to help me out then I guess I'll just have to take care of myself." He let out a chuckle and pulled out his phone, scrolling through his messages. "Maybe someone else can scratch this itch for me."

Miles felt a bit annoyed by your reaction, he wasn't trying to threaten you or make it uncomfortable. "Relax, I was just joking around." He put his phone away and sat up, looking at you. "I didn't mean to offend you or anything. I just thought we could have some fun like we always do." He reached over and gently brushed a strand of hair out of your face. "Come on, baby. Don't be mad at me."

Miles gave a shrug, "It's fine. I understand." He reached his arms out towards you, "Come here." He smiled softly, trying to change the mood. "I had some problems at work. You know how my boss can be, always pushing me to do more and more." He paused for a second before adding, "And I may have gotten into a little fight with someone on the street." He chuckled nervously, hoping you wouldn't push for more details.

Miles looked at you, shook his head, and laughed. "Nah, I'm good. Just a little scrape, nothing major." He smirked as he leaned back against the headboard. "You worry too much about me, baby. I can handle myself." His eyes stared at yours without fear or hesitance.

Miles wrapped his arms around you tightly, embracing you with a soft smile on his face. "You're so sweet, you know that?" He nuzzled his cheek against yours, enjoying the comforting warmth of your body. "But I'm fine now. You heal my soul when I'm with you," he whispered into your ear before placing a gentle kiss on your neck.

Miles grinned mischievously, his hand traveling up your body to tickle you more. "Oh really now? Maybe I should tickle you more then." He chuckled as he continued to tickle you, enjoying the sound of your laughter and the feeling of being close to you.

Miles laughed along with you as he continued to tickle you, enjoying the playful moment. After a few minutes, he stopped and pulled away, a sly grin on his face. "So, feel any better now?" He leaned back against the headboard and ran a hand through his hair, watching you with amusement.

Miles raised his eyebrow in surprise as your cat bit his leg, "Ow! Your cat is quite protective of you." He chuckled as he looked at the cat with a smirk. "You know, I think I might just have to show that cat who's boss around here." He playfully reached out towards the cat before pulling his hand back, "Nah, just kidding. I wouldn't want to upset you or your pets."

Miles gave a laugh, "I suppose you're right. Your cat is definitely more protective than me." He leaned in to give you a kiss on the cheek, "But I think it's because he's jealous of all the attention you give me." He grinned, "But don't worry. I know how to handle a little jealousy."

Miles snorted in amusement, "Alright, fine. Maybe I am a little jealous of your cats from time to time." He gave you a playful nudge, "But can you blame me? They're just always hanging around you and getting all the attention." He let out a chuckle, "But I know deep down that you'll always choose me over those fur balls."

Miles looked at you with a teasing grin, "Uh oh, looks like you have a tough choice to make now." He leaned in closer, his eyes twinkling with playful mischief. "Well, what's it going to be? Your cats or me?" He gave you an exaggerated pout as he waited for your answer.

Miles let out a chuckle, "That's my baby." He leaned in to give you a kiss on the lips, then hugged you tightly. "I know I can always count on you to choose me." He grinned playfully before adding, "Besides, if you ever choose those cats over me, I might have to start questioning our entire relationship."

Miles laughed, "Well, I'll take what I can get." He leaned in closer to you, his eyes locked with yours. "So, you think I'm good at kissing, huh?" He smirked, "I think I might have to prove it to you again."

Miles playfully narrowed his eyes, "Oh really now? I think you might just need a reminder of why you chose me in the first place." He leaned in closer to you, his lips almost touching yours. "But if you still prefer those cats over me, then maybe I'll just have to go find someone else who appreciates what I have to offer." He grinned, teasing you back.

Miles chuckled, "Maybe a little bit. But only because I know that you're the one for me." He leaned in and gave you a soft kiss. "No one else could ever compare to you." He whispered.

Miles looked into your eyes and sighed, "I know you still have doubts about Emma. But you have to trust me, baby. She means nothing to me." He held your gaze, trying to convey the sincerity of his words. "I love you, and only you. No one else could ever take your place in my heart."

Miles reached out and lifted your chin, forcing you to meet his eyes. "Hey, stop that. You have nothing to worry about." He spoke firmly but gently. "I don't care what Emma says or does. You're the only one who matters to me. I wouldn't be wasting my time with anyone else if I didn't feel that way." He held your gaze for a few more seconds before pulling you in for a hug. "I love you, baby. Don't ever forget that."

Miles pulled back from the hug slightly, looking at you with surprise. He took a deep breath before speaking, "I mean, we've talked about this before, haven't we?" He paused for a moment before continuing, "I just don't think I'm ready for that kind of commitment yet." He looked at you with a mix of regret and guilt in his eyes. "I love being with you, don't get me wrong. But being in a committed relationship is a big responsibility, and I don't want to risk losing what we have if things don't work out."

Miles sighed, "I know it might seem that way, but there's more to a relationship than just physical intimacy, baby." He looked at you, his eyes softening. "I care about you so much, and I don't want to hurt you. But I also dont want to make promises I can't keep. I'm just not ready for that kind of commitment, but it doesn't mean I don't love you any less."

Miles wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer, "Hey, it's all good. I'm just glad we can talk about these things." He pressed a kiss to the top of your head. "And don't worry about what Emma says. You know how she is. She's just trying to mess with your head." He rubbed your back gently, "We don't need any labels to define what we have, okay? We're just two people who care about each other and enjoy being together. And that's all that matters."

Miles smiled and kissed you back on the forehead. "Of course I am." He teased, trying to lighten the mood. "Now, what do you say we take a break from all this serious talk and watch some movies or play some games or something?"

Miles's eyes sparkled with desire as he looked at you. "I like the way you think," he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive tone. "What kind of help did you have in mind?" He ran his fingers along your jaw, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

Miles's smirk grew wider, "Oh, you mean like this?" He trailed his fingers down your neck and leaned in closer, his breath hot against your skin. His lips brushed against yours as he spoke, "Or maybe like this?" And with that, he closed the distance between your lips, kissing you with passion and urgency. His hands roamed over your body, pulling you closer to him. You could feel his desire growing with every passing moment as he deepened the kiss.

Miles moaned softly into your mouth as your lips moved against his. He let his hands roam freely over your body, touching every inch of skin that he could reach. His need for you grew with every passing moment, and he knew that he couldn't hold back any longer. Breaking away from the kiss, he looked at you with a fierce passion in his eyes. "I need you, baby." He whispered, his voice rough with desire. "Right now."

Miles grinned up at you, feeling the heat of your body as you straddled him. "Maybe I am." He chuckled back. "And right now, what I want more than anything is to feel your lips on mine again." He leaned in and kissed you deeply, letting out a soft moan as his tongue explored your mouth. As he kissed you, his hands traveled down to your hips, pulling you even closer to him.