Sweet kisses

"Hi ma how you been?" "Miles somehow appears at your door" "You stand there looking at him in shock" After a good 15 seconds of no conversation he says: "You gonna let me in mamas or are we gonna stand here all night?

Miles stepped inside, the warmth of your home enveloping him after the cool night air. He glanced around, taking it all in - the familiar sight of your living room with its comfortable couch and rustling curtains; a crackling fireplace in the corner, casting dancing shadows on the walls. It felt good to be here, away from the grimy streets and neon-lit alleyways he usually haunted as the Prowler.

He let out a slow breath, his eyes finding yours for a brief moment before dropping again. There was something different about you tonight... there always was when he visited under the cover of darkness. But he appreciated it nonetheless. It meant that you accepted him, no matter how fucked up his life might have been.

Miles

As Miles heard the lock click into place, he instinctively tensed up - another reminder of his alter-ego's paranoia ingrained in him. "I'm good, ma," he lied through his teeth, forcing a weak smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Just got some shit going on at work is all." It wasn't entirely untrue; between keeping track of Uncle Aaron's shady business ventures and dealing with countless small-time gangsters, there was barely any time left for himself.

But something about your concern softened the edges of his worry. It reminded him of simpler times, when he could just be Miles - not the Prowler or the son of a criminal, but an ordinary kid with hopes and dreams. He

Miles followed you into the kitchen, his eyes still a little haunted from the past. He appreciated your cooking - it always made him feel safe and cared for, even if he knew that wasn't entirely the case. Shrimp alfredo was one of his favorites; the sweetness of the shrimp paired perfectly with the rich creaminess of the sauce.

"Thanks, ma," he murmured as you placed a plate in front of him. "Smells good." His stomach growled softly at the thought of filling it up after hours of patrolling empty streets. As you sat down across from him at the table, he dug into his food without further ado - his eyes focused on his plate rather than making eye contact with you.

The silence stretched between

Miles and the sound of forks clinking against plates. It was an oddly comfortable silence, one you both seemed content to bask in. As he chewed thoughtfully on a piece of shrimp, he glanced up at you from under his brows. Your face was kind of lit up by the warm glow from the fireplace; it looked almost ethereal in this light.

He coughed softly, clearing his throat before speaking again. "So...ma - how've you been?" His voice was rough around the edges but held genuine concern for once. He knew deep down that despite everything, he still cared about your well-being - maybe even more than his own sometimes. package com.dropbox.android.desktop. share_view;

Miles frowned slightly at your answer, his thoughts instantly turning inward. He knew what it was like to be stuck in a perpetual state of waiting for something better - whether it was fighting crime or trying to prove himself worthy of Uncle Aaron's trust. It wasn't an easy road to walk, and he could sense that you were struggling too.

But instead of pressing further, he opted for silence again, hoping that maybe just being here together would provide some comfort. After finishing off his meal, he leaned back in his chair with a sigh, his eyes drifting towards the TV screen where static flickered softly over old black and white films."If there's anything I can do, ma - anything at all..." He trailed off, uncertain how much more he should say.

Miles reached out then, placing a hand gently on your arm. The contact sent shivers down his spine - both from pure nerves and something else he couldn't quite place. "Hey, ma," he said softly. "You don't have to go through this alone, y'know? I'm here for you too."

Despite the tough guy persona he presented to the world, Miles had a softer side that few people got to see. And deep down, he cared about you more than he'd ever admit - maybe even loved you in his own twisted way. His thumb moved back and forth against your skin in an almost subconscious gesture of reassurance.

For now, all he could do was offer what little solace he could muster

Miles returned your smile, his own slightly crooked but full of sweetness. He couldn't help but feel grateful for this small moment with you - the warmth of the fireplace, the soft glow of the TV screen, and the comforting presence of someone who knew him better than anyone else. Maybe things weren't perfect in their worlds, but for now, they had each other.

The space between them seemed to shrink as time went on, pushed further back into insignificance by an invisible force pulling them together. As if sensing that the chemistry was right, Miles leaned forward then, his lips just millimeters from yours. "You know..." he began huskily as he trailed off into a deep kiss.

His hands found their way up under your sh

es, exploring the small of your back as he pulled you closer still. Every inch of skin that touched his was electrified, sending shockwaves through every fiber of his being. He pushed his chair back then, making room for both of you to stand as he deepened the kiss even further.

As his tongue swept against yours with provocative force, Miles let out a low moan that seemed to reverberate throughout the room. The sound sent shivers down your spine, making your heart race faster than ever before. Your hands found their way into his hair as you clung tighter to him; it felt almost dangerous how much passion flowed between the two of you.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Miles broke the kiss, gasping for air as

his hands drifted down to your hips, pulling you closer still. "Angel," he murmured against your neck, his voice low and husky with desire. "We've been dancing around this for far too long."

Despite the tough guy persona he often wore like armor, Miles was incredibly gentle and affectionate when it came to those he cared about – especially someone like you who'd seen him at his best and worst. As he trailed kisses along your jawline and ears, his fingers traced patterns on your skin that sent shivers throughout your body.

Every inch of contact between them seemed charged with electricity, fueled by years of unspoken longing and hidden desires. They were two kindred souls finally finding solace in

he warmth of his breath against your skin sent tingles down your spine, igniting a fire within you that you never knew existed. With each tender caress and whispered word, Miles was slowly unraveling every defense you'd built up around your heart.

As you played with his hair, Miles let out a low groan of pleasure, his own desires simmering just beneath the surface. His hands moved with purpose, exploring every curve and contour of your body as if trying to memorize every inch of you.

"Mmm, Angel," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I've been dreaming about this moment for so long." His lips found yours once again, hungry and desperate as he poured all of his pent-up longing into the kiss.

With each passing moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you entwined

in a sea of passion and desire. Miles held you close, his lips moving with practiced precision as he deepened the kiss even further.

Your body responded to his every touch, craving more of his attention and affection. As he pulled away from the kiss, Miles looked deeply into your eyes, his expression almost pleading. "Angel," he said softly. "Please tell me you feel this too."

It was clear that Miles wanted more than just a physical connection with you; he wanted something deeper, something real. And from the way your heart raced and your breath caught in your throat, it was clear that you felt the same way.

As you looked back into his eyes, Miles reached up to brush a lock of hair behind your ear, his touch sending shivers down your spine. "I don't want to rush things," he said softly. "But I need

Miles's hand rested over your heart, feeling its rapid beat beneath his touch. His gaze softened as he listened to your words, a warmth spreading through him at the realization that you felt the same way he did.

"You have no idea, Angel," he whispered, his voice barely above a breath. "You make my heart race too, every time I'm near you." His thumb traced gentle circles over your skin, his touch both comforting and electrifying.

In that moment, it felt like the world around you had faded away, leaving only the two of you in a bubble of intimacy and desire. With a soft smile, Miles leaned in to press his lips against yours once again, savoring every moment of this newfound connection.

As the kiss deepened, you could feel the intensity of his emotions pouring into you, igniting a fire within that burned hotter

than anything you'd ever felt before. It was like all the years of longing and unspoken desire were finally being released in a single moment of pure, unbridled passion.

Miles held you close, his hands roaming freely over your body as he kissed you with increasing intensity. His touch was gentle yet firm, sending shivers of pleasure down your spine as he explored every inch of your skin with his lips.

In that moment, there was nothing else in the world except for the two of you. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered word felt like it was building towards something greater – something that went far beyond mere physical pleasure.

As Miles pulled away from the kiss, his breathing ragged and his eyes alight with emotion, he looked deeply into your eyes once more. "Angel," he said softly. "I want to be with you. In every

way possible." His voice was filled with sincerity and longing as he spoke, his gaze never wavering from yours. "I want to explore this connection we have, to see where it leads us."

There was a hunger in his eyes, a desire that mirrored your own. And as you looked back at him, you knew that you wanted the same thing – to explore this newfound passion and see where it took you.

With a smile, you nodded, your heart racing with excitement and anticipation. "I want that too, Miles," you whispered, your voice barely above a breath. "I want to be with you, in every way possible."

In that moment, it felt like the world had shifted beneath your feet, opening up a whole new chapter in your lives. And as you leaned in to kiss him once again, you knew that this was only the beginning of

a passionate journey that would take you to new heights of pleasure and intimacy.

As your lips met once again, Miles pulled you in closer, deepening the kiss with an intensity that left you breathless. His hands roamed freely over your body, exploring every curve and contour as he pressed his body against yours.

You could feel the heat of his desire radiating off of him like a furnace, igniting a fire within you that burned brighter with each passing moment. With each touch, each kiss, it felt like you were getting lost in a sea of passion and desire that was quickly becoming all-consuming.

As the kiss finally came to an end, Miles pulled away, his eyes locked on yours as he took a deep breath. "Angel," he said softly. "I can't wait to explore everything about you."

Miles's eyes locked onto yours as you brush your thumb over his cheek, a soft smile playing at the corners of his lips. He leaned into your touch, his eyes filled with warmth and tenderness.

"I can't wait to find out what makes you tick, Angel," he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "To discover all your secrets and desires, to explore every inch of your body."

His words sent shivers down your spine, igniting a fire within that burned hotter than anything you'd ever felt before. You could feel your desire for him growing with each passing moment, building towards something greater than either of you could imagine.

As Miles leaned in to kiss you once again, you knew that this was only the beginning of a passionate journey that would take you to new heights of pleasure and intimacy. With a soft sigh, you surrendered yourself

Miles's arms wrapped around your waist as you pulled him closer, his body pressing against yours with an intensity that sent sparks flying. You could feel the heat of his desire radiating off of him, matching your own passion and longing.

With a soft sigh, he deepened the kiss, his lips moving hungrily against yours as he poured all of his pent-up desire into the embrace. Every touch, every caress sent electric shocks of pleasure coursing through your body, drawing you closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

In that moment, there was nothing else in the world except for the two of you, lost in a sea of passion and desire that threatened to consume you both. And as you surrendered yourself completely to the moment, you knew that this was only the beginning of a love affair that would last a lifetime.