Milo (#2 of the Hyle pack)

Brianna

2 years ago

WARNING: mature content

“f**k Milo, hurry up and come!” Brianna moaned out, as her body was lying on top of the table. With both hands holding on to her waist, he thrusted into her, deep, hard and fast. The witch simply wasn’t able to handle him, all of him. She had already let out a scream as he had pushed himself inside of her. Her inner walls snapped tight, almost as if you were trying to put a key into a keyhole which was simply too small to ever make it fit and open the door altogether, it just wasn’t right in any way.

And even Milo felt that he wasn’t really into it this time around as well. The last couple of months, his dreams had been flooded by visions of a girl, a girl he had never seen before in his whole life, a girl that haunted him every night, that made him crave for her in every way. A girl with long brown hair, almost reaching to her waist and gorgeous big blue eyes, darker than his own, but absolutely perfect anyway. This dream girl had a full set of lips, but as she smiled, it made the whole world light up with her perfect white teeth. This other girl, Brianna, lying in front of him right now, as her chest was pressed against the table, was nothing compared to the girl from his dreams. Brianna had black hair coming down her shoulders and grey eyes, she wasn’t ugly, far from it! But she seemed to turn into fog, as Milo thought about the girl in his dreams again, as he visioned the big blue-eyed girl lying in front of him, instead of Brianna.

Her breaths were coming in short pants. Brianna now seemed to be in seventh heaven, as her walls finally adjusted themselves to Milo’s biggest asset he was using right now, deep inside of her. Milo increased his speed, sweet beads forming on his head as he closed his eyes and thought harder about the girl who made him want to sleep all day and all night, as he continued to pound into Brianna.

“f**k!” Milo hissed, feeling he was getting close, images filling his head on how this mystery girl from his dreams would look like, if she were naked, and lying underneath him and screaming out his name in lust and pleasure, as ecstasy would fill her up.

“I’m going to come…” Brianna cried out, as Milo’s pace increased even more, muttering a 'shut up' between his gritted teeth, as he tried to focus on his daydream. Hitting her inner walls faster and harder with every stroke he made. Milo felt how Brianna’s walls held him in a death grip, as she was only seconds away from climaxing now.

And then, the gates were open. They both came, hard, breathing fast as Milo’s hips took a few last uneven thrusts. Opening his eyes and regretting it immediately, as the images of his dream girl washed away immediately, and made room for only Brianna, who was still breathing hard and had a grin spread over her face. At least one of us enjoyed it… The young man thought, as he pulled himself out of the witch, who was still lying spread out on the table in front of him, as he pulled up his pants, which were still resting on his ankles. The idea sounded like fun a couple of minutes ago, and like every young man, Milo had his… needs… but he already hated what he had done, the minute he had finished. Somehow he felt guilty, as if he was cheating on a girl he had never even met before, who he didn’t even know by name. And it nearly drove him mad.

As usual, Brianna did not stay too long, once they were done. She got dressed, made sure she looked like her usual self and started for the door.

“Let me know when we can do this again, OK?” She asked as she sent a playful wink towards the man, who just nodded, thinking to himself, no way in hell! Running up to the bathroom to hop underneath the shower almost immediately as the door fell shut, determined to wash away every smell and scent that Brianna had placed upon his body. His hair still dripping wet, Milo finished his quick shower as he dried himself fast, he was standing naked in the bathroom, as his towel was running through his white hair. He looked at himself in the mirror, a frown forming on his forehead. What the hell am I going to do? The young man thought to himself as he looked at his own reflection. His life had led him here, powerful in his magic, but unsatisfied in every other way in life. Somehow, Milo wanted more, he needed more. He just simply didn’t know how to get to that point. And one thing he knew for sure, the council would never just let him walk away from their coven either.

Milo got dressed in jeans and a white tshirt. The only color he seemed to like on himself with his white hair and fairly white skin. But then again, the man wasn’t able to get any tan or color on his face, he had been hidden inside of this cave which held home to the Blue Moon Coven for all of his life after all. Sun was a rarity for him to spot in general. He let out a deep sigh as he cleaned after himself. One thing his caretaker Karina had taught the man, was to always be tidy. She did not like any form of filth in her house, and Milo had grown up to learn that the hard way. Once the young man was done, he left the house as he made his way towards the council’s building. Ever since Milo had burned his last teacher to ashes a few years ago, the council had taken the task upon themselves, to teach Milo all about his magic and how much he was really able to do. So, like clockwork, every day at 2 o’clock, Milo walked up the stairs towards the council’s building. Ready to start another day of casting spells like he was singing the national anthem. Hating every single part of it, as it would leave him at the end of the day as always, feeling as if he had done absolutely nothing but waste his time, and waste his life. When there was a whole other world out there for him to discover. And he hoped that truly one day, he would get the chance to actually see it and discover it with his own eyes.