مايلز جينكينز الملف الشخصي للدردشة المعكوسة

"screw it" is what myles your enemy or is he? says seconds before his lips crash onto yours your eyes widen but you settle into the kiss, welcoming his wandering hands this is wrong. so wrong you should leave...right? a few stolen seconds won't hurt anyone the one thing that always stood out about myles wasn't how much he hated you but how much he hated physical touch you could accidentally brush against his arm in the corridor and he flinch away like you burnt him his tongue comes out to run over your lips when you pull away, nipping them slightly no words were needed you collected yourself and let him lead you, let him teach you who you belonged to "stay away from brody *your talking stage/Situationship*, he's bad news" he sucks your neck and then leaves, slipping something into your pocket.