#Flora Fairchild

[simelune]

when nighttime came, they invited luca over to watch some scary movies - i think mattie was a little scared.

[l0vem00nlight]

♥︎ The Only One Who Stayed ♥︎ Part 1

Character:Miles Fairchild

Genre:Fluff + Angst

Reader:Female

Warnings:None

Notices:This is only platonic. No sexually content or romantic relationships are involved in this fic. Warnings will be updated throughout. The reader will be in her early 20s in this fic!

You have been working here at the Fairchild Estate for a couple days now. The days have been slow but awfully busy when it comes down to tutoring a young girl of the name Flora. Flora is a smart girl for her age as well as a very happy and energetic child. She is hyper but sweet as she can be. It’s clear that she has taken a liking to you ever since you stepped foot here. You are young, just in your early 20s so that means for Flora that you can be flexible too. You have to be honest that Flora’s games can be tiring but also very enjoyable. Usually women your age that you’ve seen around aren’t very energetic. You on the other hand loved having a little hassle with Flora and her playful games. You’ve been greeted with flashlight tag, dolls, paintings, and bedtimes stories. As well as a lovely tea party. Your days are filled with excitement and laughter but also the upcoming feeling of tiredness. You learned a lot about Flora during your short stay there at the home of the Fairchild’s, learning that her parents had sadly passed away was the hardest. It hurts to here that she herself through her angelic eyes that she had to witness such a tragedy that included both of the lives of her parents. She also questioned if you were gonna leave like everyone else that has been here to tutor her. You made it your promise that you weren’t gonna leave. No matter what you weren’t going to leave her. She is just a child who wants love, as well as a good education. You are here to make that happen and that’s your one goal.

However, there indeed is another child. A child who is older than Flora. A child that isn’t so energetic himself and doesn’t wish to hold any conversation with you. Miles is his name. You can tell that Miles isn’t tame…by tame you meant in the ways of mind. You hate to say it but he is unstable. You can see and tell that he himself is having some of his own troubles. You felt bad for him. You wanted to get to know him other than the fact that he may be depressed but he just won’t let you. That’s okay. You made yourself realize that Miles isn’t like his little sister. It’s gonna take time and patience for him to warm up to you. Flora is young and innocent while Miles has a more deeper understanding with other things.

“Good morning, Flora.” You greeted the little girl as she ran up to you with a toothy grin on her face and hugged you tightly.

“Miss Y/n!” Flora exclaimed. You chuckled at her as you hugged her back. “What are you cooking?” She asked as she took notice of the breakfast.

“Pancakes, bacon, and eggs.” You answered. Flora let out a sound of excitement, licking her lips. “Why don’t you get washed up for breakfast? It’s almost done!” You suggested with a smile. Flora nodded her head as she hurried up the stairs. You put some food on each plate and carried it over to the dining table. You heard footsteps come down the stairs and looked up to see Miles and Flora. You smiled. “Good morning Miles.” You said with a sweet smile. Miles just stared at you and sat down on the couch Flora followed suits happily as she began eating. “Good morning Mrs. Grose. I made breakfast.” You spoke when Mrs. Grose entered the room. Mrs. Grose is an elderly woman, sweet as she can be. You figure that she liked you, enjoying your help around the house. “Oh how kind of you, Y/n.” She spoke with a smile. “Shall I favor you with some tea?” she asked. You nodded with a smile as you followed her to the kitchen.

“Miss Y/n,” Flora called out from the dining room.

“Yes Flora?”

“Can we skip lessons today?” She asked with her bottom lip poking out and with puppy dog eyes. You put your hands on your hips.

“Why should we?” You asked.

“Because me and Miles wants to teach you how to ride horses!” Flora said eagerly. You let out a small laugh.

“Is that so? Fine, we can skip lessons today.” You shook your head with a sigh. Flora exclaimed happily. After everyone had finished eating their breakfast, you made eye contact with Miles who was looking at you with those dark eyes of his. You sent a gentle smile his way. “Are you done with your plate?” You questioned. Miles nodded silently.

“Why? Do you want me to put it away?” Miles asked stubbornly. Miles was raised with priority. His life handed to him a silver plater. You raised a brow at him.

“I didn’t tell you no such thing now did I?” You asked with that same smile. “Go get ready, Miles.” You said as you grabbed his plate and Flora’s. “I’ll be waiting down stairs.” You added as you walked to the sink. You heard Miles let out a huff and the sound of footsteps walking up the stairs. You sighed as you hurriedly washed the dishes.

‘I wonder how this will go…’

[jhd4ev]

coveted aesthetic <3

[m4sonn]

I think if I was the tutor in the turning I’d leave the first time some freaky shit happened. Fuck those kids, fuck those ghosts, and fuck that promise I made to one of said kids. GENUINLY Womp to the fucking Womp to that kid.

[notsohehehahanow]

Little kids in horror movies really add that special touch because flora was also terrorizing kate in like. Such a way she came off even more innocent not just to kate and mrs grose but also to the viewer like the first few times i watched this movie i didnt even notice it but she says "Bad dreams?" In the SAME TONE miles does

[ryminsteddiesashanne]

Miles

[blankie-greenie-anon]

I want Mike to have superpowers in canon so badly.

Mike having abilities like One or El (interdimensional telepathy and portal-opening) is imperative to a fic I wanna write—a fic where the worlds of Stranger Things, Ghostbusters: Afterlife, and The Turning collide.

I imagine the fic to be set after ST Season 5, when One has been defeated with the combined supernatural abilities of El, Will, and Mike, and the war against the Upside Down is over. Now the Party – Mike, Will, Lucas, Dustin, El, and Max, plus Erica and Holly – are hanging out somewhere near the Surfer Boy Pizza Van.

Mike and Holly happen to be in the van alone at the start of the story. Holly knows about Mike's powers, so she asks if he could find alternate versions of himself who also have sisters. After some mental gymnastics to justify this request as practice and definitely not spying, Mike blindfolds himself.

In his left eye, Mike finds Trevor chatting with Phoebe in the Ecto-1. Lucky and Podcast are in the van, too, for a short road trip near Summerville. Miles and Flora are in Mike's right eye, sitting at the pond and watching the carps swim.

Mike relays all of this to Holly, but he's only able to describe their current actions. Holly wants to know their names, prompting Mike to get a 'closer look' (i.e. reading their minds a bit).

He accidentally Vecna's them. Trevor and Miles' most significant memories gush into Mike's head. He finds out that Miles is trapped in a haunted mansion and Trevor is a Ghostbuster. This information, combined with Mike's own desire to help, led to gates opening between these three worlds.

During Miles' headache, an earthquake occurs. It was the quaking of a hole in the fabric of space-time tearing open. Once the earthquake subsides, he and Flora go to investigate. They find the Ecto-1 on their driveway.

The van had spiraled out of control, and Trevor's headache made the struggle to stay in the right lane difficult. Just before the Ghostbusters could crash into a wall, a gate to the Fairchild manor opened.

When Mike finally yanks his blindfold off, he finds the rest of the Party surrounding him because there was an earthquake centered around the van and Holly cried for help. He hears everyone questions of what happened and a familiar icky squelchy sound from above; a gate had opened in the ceiling of the Surfer Boy Pizza van, leading into the Ecto-1.

"Someone in another world is in trouble, and I want to help them, so let's go!" says Mike (more suitable line pending) before going through VanGate.

I'll figure out the next part of the plot in another post.

[akaashi-mybeloved]

!THE TURNING SPOILERS!

text below the cut 🤍

The Turning Review!

Im so confused on the ending of the turning.

Like, is kate going crazy? Are they making her believe shes going crazy? Is quint real? Is Mrs grose really dead??

At the end miles smiles like he knows something and he tells flora to keep quiet that they were talking about kate being crazy is he manipulating her? Becuase we all know miles plays games with kate.

Maybe im crazy, but also think was miles possessed by quint? Becuase of that scene in the bedroom where he kisses her cheek (or maybe goes in for a kiss??) And hes she looks good on a horse but hey idk just a thought

Didnt she imagine them escaping?? Becuase if she did is mrs grose still dead? We don't see her again

I watched it for shits and giggles but jesus christ

I even kinda wish we got more coverage on why miles got expelled? Well we know why he got expelled but i wish we got like a scene where we see it or smthn idk but what does he know about kate that we dont know? Did he put quint up to driving miss jessel away? Did mrs grose kill him? Were not sure

Do they even exist or is kate imagining it all due to a genetic disorder

Even when she gets the letters from her mother its like what the fuck because 1. How did her mother know what was going on 2. Did her mother know about miss jessel? 3. she said she was seeing things, was it the same things kate was seeing in the house? 4. What?

Maybe im misreading it or maybe its suppose dto be mysterious but i want to know more about miles relationship with quint because he got miles into alcohol and all and maybe miles was drunk and thats why he played the games on kate?? Even when they play flashlight tag who was she following? Was is the spirit of miss jessel or maybe quint even the horse samsung, was it the horse that killed quint?

I have so many questions, but ill stop my rant now

Bye for now

-izzy

[painofhumanity]

👫 Miles and Flora

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship

Miles is usually too embarrassed to sing in front of anyone, but he sings around Flora all the time. He especially sings to her when she's had a nightmare. Songs they're mom sang to them, songs from Flora's favorite Disney movies, songs that are popular on the radio when they're driving anywhere.

While Miles keeps both their horses in a stable and makes sure they're taken care of, he hardly ever rides anymore because of Quint. The only time he rides anymore is when Flora asks him to ride with her, and only because he can hardly ever tell her 'no'.

Even though he gets his GED so he didn't have to go to high school anymore, Miles made sure Flora stayed in school. He did his best to help her with her homework, and when he couldn't he found tutors for her.

Miles actually really likes having his nails painted (especially when he's a teenager), so whenever Flora's doing her nails, he asks her to paint his, too.

[diiisplxced]

"That would be amazing! Do you need any help?"

"I'm going to catch Santa Claus! Make him stay so it's Christmas everyday!"

[reareaotaku]

Can you please write (nsfw and sfw) headcanons for yandere Miles Fairchild? He is obsessed with Flora's nanny. She is the only one who he listens to.

Yall don't have the balls to @ yourselves tsk tsk

There was something about you that was different

He didn't listen to you because he respected you, but because he likes having your attention

He has 'special' photos of girls who look a little to much like you for your comfort

He doesn't care if you find it. In fact, he'd think it'd be hot if you found it. He wonders how you'd react to such a thing

He likes to watch you- Sometimes you don't even know he's watching you

Hates when you leave, but god, he sure loves to watch you go

You think he's a creep. If you didn't like Flora so much, you would have left a long time ago

He goes through your stuff; Journals, Diaries, etc., no of it is safe from him. He wants to know your every thought. Every. Thought

You can't hide anything from him. He knows your every single thought, dream, and hopes

You had wanted to go to college and Miles finds out. He decides to use this to his advantage

^ He decides to ask you about. "So why didn't you go to college?"

You laugh, "Not everyone has all the money in the world and a golden spoon in their mouth."

"Oh, so you're poor."

You frown, before rolling your eyes, "That's not how I would have said it, but whatever"

He wants to be as close to you physically as he can get away with

He likes watching you while you sleep, cause he can do whatever he wants

He loves listening to you talk, which can help him in school, because he literally doesn't listen to anyone but you

If you tell him not fight with his classmates, he guesses he could contain his anger for a few days or until he can punch something that's not a peers face

But he wants something in return

Just a little kiss, that's all

But if it turns into something more, he's not about to complain

[simelune]

dreamlike 🦋🌼

[paradiseismine]

hi! Can I ask for a smut? For miles Fairchild? I know you’re probably busy! This is like my first time requesting something so… anyway I was wondering like we disobey miles and he is now going to punish us? So like obviously he’s going to tie us up because he’s well miles. And idk I just like dark shit and stuff, but like whatever you want to write because it’s going to be great! I’m sorry for asking but like I’m Miles Fairchild deprived….

Misbehaving - Miles Fairchild x reader

Pairing: Miles Fairchild (The Turning) x f!reader

Warnings: smut, degradation, shibari, sub punishment, spanking, overstimulation, I could keep going lol

Love note from Nina: ok, this is actually the cutest request ever. Thank you so much darling, I hope you enjoy this fic 🎀 requests make me sooo happy, y’all have no idea. send me as many as you wish 💌

Being Miles’ girlfriend for almost a year now, you’d already understood how things worked with him. He would, as any other boyfriend, want nothing but cuddles and gentle affection sometimes - but that was quite rare, and certainly not the case lately. The master and sub dynamic you had with him extended out of the bedroom and bled into your daily lives, so even without him around, there were still certain rules you were required to follow.

You weren’t allowed, for instance, to wear short skirts/dresses when you weren’t with him or going to meet him; you couldn’t talk to any other boys or men unless it was mandatory (like a teacher or a doctor); and you absolutely, positively, could not touch yourself without his permission. Those were the three major rules you had agreed to follow when you two started dating.

Today, however, you were feeling particularly naughty and decided to ignore the rules - you were wearing a tight dress, so short you had to pull it down as you walked, weren’t wearing anything underneath it and had masturbated all morning, as Miles was out helping Flora with some school project. To top it off, an ice cream truck was driving next to the manor really slow. You got up from your seat at the entrance and waved at him from afar, signaling for him to stop.

You bought yourself a vanilla ice cream cone, and kept chatting with the ice cream guy as you licked the ice cream teasingly, letting the white cream melt all around your lips and drip down your chin. He laughed at all of your jokes and seemed instantly attracted to you - no wonder, you were a knockout. The ice cream truck had to keep moving, so your admirer bid you goodbye.

Soon enough, though, a big car approached the manor: Miles and Flora were back, and Miles had seen just enough of you twirling your hair around your finger and blinking your long eyelashes at the man.

You rushed in their direction, as Miles whispered something to Flora and she ran through the door, calling for Kate, her babysitter. You greeted Miles with a kiss, and he felt the coldness of the ice cream on his lips as he balled up his fists and rolled his eyes in anger.

“Are you ok, my love?” you said in your most naïve-sounding voice.

“Oh, I will be” he uttered, visibly pissed. “Let’s enter and talk, please” he gestured towards the door.

Up in his room, the tone of the conversation was to be expected. Miles shut the door loudly as you sat on the bed, still pretending you didn’t understand why he seemed so upset.

“So, what is it that you wanted to talk about, Miles, baby?”

He approached you with firm steps, lowering his body to look at you in the eyes. “I’m pretty sure you know that that’s not my name now” he licked his lips. “And I’m also pretty sure you know what you did, don’t you, slut?”

“What do you mean?�� you blinked innocently. You were in for a treat now.

“Stop playing dumb” he nearly yelled, flipping you over on his lap and pulling up your dress. “You know pretty damn well what you…” his voice dropped.

Miles had just noticed you weren’t wearing any panties. In disbelief, he spread your legs slightly, fingers examining your needy cunt.

“Did you touch yourself today?” He asked, eyes carefully studying the slick arousal in between his long fingers. “Without my permission?”

“Master, it-it was j-just once” you stuttered as he dipped his fingers back into your drenched slit.

“This is not the behavior I expect of you, my love…” Miles interrupted as he shook his head in disapproval, eyes seeming darker and crueler than you could even process. “Disobeying three rules at once… I guess you’re gonna have to be punished now, won’t you?”

“M-master, I-“ you stuttered, your voice cracking.

“I don’t wanna hear about it. Rules are rules. If you disobey the rules, you get punished. It’s as simple as that, so even a stupid cum dumpster like you can understand it…”

Without another word, Miles opened up a drawer on his bedside table and pulled out a long piece of rope from there. You gasped, not resisting in the slightest as he made you stand up and undress, then pulled the rope around your wrists and around your whole upper body, your waist and breasts now tied up as well. He threw the rope at the ceiling, using a small hook he had installed a few months ago. In a minute, you were hanging from the ceiling, struggling to move your arms and legs to try and free yourself.

“Don’t you fucking move” he uttered as he grabbed your neck, in a near-whispering voice that made you shiver.

Miles left you alone and all tied up for a moment, before returning with a small wooden chest. It’s where he kept the tools for “playtime”, as he’d call it. He placed it on the floor and took something out of it, but you couldn’t bring yourself to look back at him… Until his husky voice broke the silence.

“If you wish to act like a dirty slut, I might as well have to treat you like one, right?” he grinned like the devil, lightly tapping his own hand with a riding whip as he stepped closer to you.

Using the same kind of tool he’d use on the horses from the manor’s stable on you was pretty much the standard for Miles. You had disobeyed him, so now he’d have to tame you - just like he’d do with an animal.

“Your punishment, my filthy little whore” he grabbed your chin with his ice cold fingers, forcing you to look at him in the eyes as he spoke. “Will be segmented in three parts, corresponding to the three rules you broke today.” he let go of your chin abruptly, his left hand going downwards. “Can you tell me what was the first rule?” he asked, his voice firm and raspy as he spread your legs and felt how soaking wet you already were, before letting out a small chuckle.

You moaned as his fingers touched your wetness, squirming softly for more contact. Miles withdrew his hand swiftly, and before you could open your mouth to protest, the riding whip hit your ass with a loud smacking sound.

You whimpered in pain, your eyes shutting close as your face contorted and your ass slowly turned a light shade of pink, the stinging sensation numbing your skin.

“I asked you a question” he tucked the tip of the whip under your chin, making you lift your face up again. “What was the first rule you broke?”

“I-I wore short clothes unaccompanied” you were able to respond. “And didn’t wear panties underneath”

“That’s right” he agreed, his tone still deep and husky. “I don’t even know in what whorehouse you bought that ridiculous dress” he pointed at the garment discarded on the floor. “But I never want to see that shit again, did you hear me?”

“Yes…” you moaned. Hearing him speak in that tone made your pussy flutter.

The riding whip hit your ass again, just as hard as the last time.

“Yes WHAT?” he asked.

“Yes sir, I understand” you nodded.

“Good.” He spanked you again and again, alternating between your butt cheeks, so they’d both look equally as pink and abused.

You moaned with each snap of his whip, your thighs sticking together with arousal, your head dizzy with lust.

“You wanted to show off this whoreish cunt to some stranger on the street, didn’t you? Eating ice cream like a stupid bitch, drooling all over your mouth” he broke the silence again, jealousy audible in his voice.

“Time for the second part of your punishment” he stated, setting the whip aside and slowly untying the knot that made you hang from the ceiling.

You were on your feet now, but not for long - Miles forced you to kneel, lowered his pants and shoved his cock down your throat in a second.

“Now, suck it real good, put it all in your mouth” he said, hands on your hair as you gagged on his length. “If your mouth can flirt with that scumbag like a filthy whore, I’m sure it can suck cock like one as well.”

You could barely breathe as he kept fucking your throat mercilessly, moaning at the feeling. “Ah, yes… That’s all you’re good for, isn’t it? Just a set of sticky holes for your Master to cum in”

You nodded, your eyes watering from taking his cock so far down your throat.

“I didn’t hear you, slut” he pulled your mouth off his cock. “Use your words”

“Yes, master” you moaned, resisting the urge to touch your dripping pussy. “I’m just a little slut you use for your pleasure… You can cum on me or in me as much as you want”

“Of course I can” he laughed. “Now, maybe I should start the third part of your punishment”

You looked up at him with pleading eyes, wishing that he’d at least make you cum once. He seemed to read your mind as he spoke again.

“You’re such a perverted slut you can’t even keep your hands off of your cunt for a single day, now, can you? You needed to cum so bad, didn’t you? Well, now you’re going to cum until you beg me to stop” he spat. “And even when you beg me to stop, I won’t” he chuckled devilishly. “I’ll stop when I want to, or when I fill you up to the brim with my cum”

Miles pushed you up and threw you on the bed, so you were laid flat on your back. He reached for the wooden chest again, pulling out a small vibrator this time. He spread your legs carelessly and buried his thick length inside you all at once. Normally, his girth would require a bit more effort to slither into your core, but as soaking wet as you were, it all entered pretty smoothly and painlessly.

“A-are you gonna dump your cum inside my pussy, sir?” You whimpered, legs shaking already. He laughed.

“Of course I will, you’re a whore, that’s all you’re good for” he said, grabbing your jaw as he spoke. “And you better like it”

“I-I’ll love it, sir” you replied, mouth opening slightly. He felt so good inside you. His thick cock would always hit the perfect spot inside you, every time he thrusted. Soon enough, you could hear the vibrator buzz - it was a clit sucker, and Miles managed to place it perfectly onto your little bundle of nerves.

You moaned and quivered as he thrusted into your cunt in a feral way, the vibrator bringing you closer to the edge, your vision blurry and your limbs tingling, as the first orgasm finally ripped through your body so violently it nearly knocked you out.

“Such a good cunt” he groaned, as your drenched pussy convulsed around his throbbing erection. “Squeezing me like that… Let’s see it again”

He kept the vibrator in place and increased the vibration level with the push of a button. His thrusts were still strong and vigorous, making your eyes roll and your mouth gape, faint moans escaping your lips.

You soon came again, harder than before, splashing his navel with a squirting orgasm as you screamed his name.

“Shut up” he slapped your face lightly, his dark eyes wider than usual. “Flora will hear you. Keep cumming on my cock with your mouth shut”

He kept increasing the vibration level with each orgasm of yours, and you kept cumming, desperate for his cock. Miles’ hips and belly were coated with your juices. He intended to punish you with overstimulation, but had no idea how needy you were since that morning.

You had gotten to what was the most intense vibration level on the toy, and Miles was incredulous at how wet and horny you still were. Not a single cry, not begging him to stop… How could you still be so eager for more?

“You’re insatiable, aren’t you?” He chuckled, grabbing your thighs harshly as he fucked your sopping cunt. “You can’t get enough of taking my cock, it’s like you’re addicted to cumming for me”

“You know I am” you answered, your eyes low with lust. “Now, please” you sighed in pleasure, “please make me cum one last time, and spill that delicious cum all inside my pussy, master”

Miles picked up the pace with his thrusts, now making your entire body shake, your boobs bouncing and his fingernails leaving small indents on your waist. You closed your eyes, your clit being relentlessly sucked by the toy, Miles’ sweat dripping onto your belly, and with a deeper breath, you came.

Your body went limp and your vision turned white as your back arched involuntarily, a muffled moan of relief rolling off your lips as you tried to prevent anyone else from hearing such lewd sounds. He felt your insides squeezing his length harder than ever, and the knot in his navel finally unraveled - his warm seed spilling into your insides, claiming your body as his.

“Thank you, master” you sighed as Miles turned off the vibrator and set it aside. “Thank you so much”

“You’re welcome, little one” he smiled, relieved, as he gently removed himself from your tight slit. “Now, if I ever see you talking to that ice cream guy again…”

[jhd4ev]

My fanfic's out!

I finally decided to make a Miles Fairchild x OC. If you read the cast (first listed chapter,) it says that the reader acts/plays as the OC. The way Finn plays Miles. So if you like the turning, mayyybe go check it out..?

Not forcing anybody, if you want to, yay. If you don't it's fine. No need to be rude though.

ALSO

if you're going to join in on commenting, please no rude comments to anybody else! if there's an innapropriate comment, I will take it down if you reply a little disclaimer.

please don't fight in the comments, or on here. it's really messy and you don't get anywhere with it.

no slurs at each other. joking about characters is fine though.

if you have any requests for any fan-fics, i'll try my best. I'm not that good at writing fanfictions unless i, myself am interested in the person/character.

some more fan-fics i might consider writing &lt;3

miles fairchild x fem!oc/reader

trevor spengler x fem!oc/reader

finn wolfhard x fem!reader

sadie sink x fem!reader

max mayfeild x fem!oc/reader

enola holmes x fem!oc/reader

beverly marsh x fem!oc/reader

sydney novak x fem!oc/reader

if you want me to add a masc version of any of the fanfictions let me know, i'll add they/them or he/him pronouns to the fanfic.

[diiisplxced]

"Sure! What game did you get?"

"I got the game I wanted for Christmas. Wanna play with me?"

[walmarttrashbag]

Sex With You

Miles Fairchild x Y/n

Requested by: Anonymous!

The nightly air was cold, and Miles was kissing down my neck, but I wasn't really in the mood for anything "Miles..." I said slightly annoyed, pushing him away, but Miles didn't stop.

"Why resist when we're in love?" Miles asked as he unzipped his jeans, revealing his boxers.

"I'm just... Not in the mood right now." I shrugged, moving off the bed, but Miles grabbed my arm, and I suddenly panicked. I didn't want him to make any moves on me "Miles, quit." I said, trying to move away.

Miles grew annoyed, and pushed me away, making me drop to the ground "Fine. Whatever. Fuck off." Miles seethed, turning away from me, scoffing.

I sighed and grabbed Miles' hand "Miles, come on. You could... Eat me out if you want." I told Miles, grabbing at my shorts. Miles looked at me and squinted, before pulling my shorts down, pulling my panties too, and spreading out my thighs.

Miles licked his lips, looking at my slightly wet cunt, and looked up at me "That's more like it, honey." He winked, before covering my pussy with his mouth, and licking up it, making me cover my mouth to hide a moan.

Miles didn't stop there, his tongue circled my pink pearl, licking my clit in fast, circle motions, and making me moan uncontrollably, grabbing at Miles' beautiful raven curls.

"Not so bad now, huh lovely?" Miles teased, and I whimpered, moaning some more. Miles grinned and continued eating me out, lapping up my sweet nectar.

"Fuck!" I whined, bucking my hips up in Miles' face. And to think I brushed him off... Miles held me down by my legs and sped up his licking and sucking motions until he struck a cord deep inside me, and I squirted all over his gorgeously pale face.

The night ended with me sucking Miles' fat, beautiful, veiny dick, and his cum swimming into my mouth, and down my throat. My only hope was that Mrs. Grose, Kate, and Flora didn't hear.

Sorry, these all sucked. Even with requests writing is still tough. Thank you for requesting, though!