Warning: some steam ahead finallyyyy

MIA

As the night reached 3am, tension grew. Carelessness flooded the air. Drunk people, loud music and cheep drinks made it easy to let go of everything. Even though she drank the entire bar, Mia felt alert, awake. The time to sleep wasn't here yet. Xander and Mia stumbled out of the bar, both drunk and flustered.

"Do you think it's the booze?" Mia asked as they walked down the street. She didn't ask where they went, because she already knew. This time, she even checked her phone in case someone was looking for her. But tonight, she was left in peace.

"What?" Xander asked, catching Mia by her hand as she stumbled ahead.

"Us. Maybe it's the booze." She didn't know why she said it, maybe she was looking for excuses for their current situation. Or maybe she just wanted to spill everything she had.

"It's not the booze." Xander smiled. "But you do drink a lot."

"Shut up!" Mia ran ahead, knowing this reminded him of the night they met.

"We're the bad guys, you know?" Xander asked and Mia stopped. All the fear and nervousness she felt earlier was long gone. She walked up to Xander as near as she could, almost touching his lips.

"I figured we were just the same." Mia said, enjoying the sight in front of her, the sight of the man that tried to calculate whether it was too inappropriate to simply take her on the street.

"We should get off the street, Mia." He cleared his throat and licked his lips, but Mia kept on searching his eyes for some deeper truths. All she found there was desire, so tempting that she couldn't stop teasing him.

"Lead the way." She gestured to the path in front of them and followed him. They were heading to his house, both still pretending it meant nothing.

The biggest dilemma of the night was simple, was it real or was it an illusion? Mia figured that even the illusions were real in their own way, for the one believing in them. And did she believe in the two of them?

"So, you're now living with your parents." Mia mocked him as they approached the boy, post-modernistic house. It looked like something Mia build in Sims 4, all sharp edges and the overuse of grey.

"Well, can't live with Annie anymore. And I'm leaving for Europe in three weeks, so there's really no point in looking for apartments." Xander unlocked the glass door to his minimalistic living room.

"Europe, ha? For how long? And also, please tell me your parents aren't home." Mia tried to be as quiet as possible. Xander headed for the stairs and for a moment, Mia thought they were going straight to his bedroom. She stopped in place, confused.

"There's a lounge upstairs," he laughed out loud at her expression, "it has a bar, come on, I'll tell you about Europe. And no, my parents aren't home."

"Where's Zora?" Mia's legs moved again. She probably would've gone with him even if they were headed straight for his bedroom.

"Out somewhere. She's celebrating getting into college fifth day in a row." Xander switched on the tiny lights in the beautiful lounge. The red couches were turned to the huge glass windows, overlooking the backyard and the rest of the houses. The white walls were covered with those little lights, reflecting off the surface of the glass table surrounded by couches. Xander opened the metallic fridge and revealed a bunch of booze.

"Wow, I see alcoholism runs in the family." Mia said. Fortunately, the booze was still kicking in so she threw herself on the couch and made herself comfortable.

"Stress is eating them alive." Xander poured them some whiskey and brought it over to the couch. They were extremely comfortable, Mia was afraid she might fall asleep.

"So, Europe? How long?" She asked, deciding that the tension would at least keep them awake. No matter what, she had difficulties letting this night go. She didn't even know how was he going to kick her out of the house eventually, because she didn't want to go, she didn't want the night to end.

"For at least three months, but probably all through February, as well." Xander nodded, his expression turned serious.

"The entire skiing season." Mia nodded. "I haven't skied in years." She sipped the whiskey, feeling her throat ache from the drink and her heart burn from the nervousness.

"Me neither, but I'm hoping I won't break both my legs trying to seduce European girls." Xander smiled, but the smile was devoid of humour.

"I don't think you need to risk your life to succeed in that." Mia touched his hand, the one with the scar, feeling electricity spread through her body. She swallowed the lump in her throat and looked into his eyes.

Under the sparkling, yellow lights his eyes seemed golden. She ran her fingers down his chin, feeling the roughness of the beard coming through. Xander stared at her for a while, biting his lip and searching her eyes.

"If I knew you were my last stop, I would let you go now." He said, causing shivers to surge through Mia's body. "But I don't know that, so I can't."

Mia leaned in and pressed her lips against his, the memories of their first kiss swirling through her head. The anticipation, the desire, all boiled to the point of spilling out of them. Xander put his hands on her neck and pulled her closer, their knees bumping together on the couch. Mia opened her mouth, adding a more demanding dimension to the kiss.

Xander's fingers left a hot trail wherever they went, her neck, her hair and her waist. Wanting to take over the control, Mia sat on top of him, staring at the pure desire in his eyes. The hard fabric of his jeans sent her on a spiral as it touched the soft material of her tights.

Xander kissed her again, the roughness and softness clashed in his kiss, every ounce of doubts disappearing from Mia's heart. He held her firmly as she moved against him, watching his irises widen darkening his eyes.

Mia moved away from him, only to unbutton his pants, while his hands found the hem of her shirt, pulling it up and revealing her skin. The sudden cold sent shivers down Mia's body and they combined with the heat waves coming from Xander's touch.

Xander kissed her collarbone, caressing her naked skin with his fingers, leaving trails of burning desire everywhere. Oh, how she wanted him. Xander's lips left her neck and her collarbone, finding their way down her breasts and she unhooked her bra in one swift movement. He moved away to look at her.

"You're so beautiful." His eyes were serious and demanding, so she leaned back in and glued her body to his, feeling the bulge in his pants press against her. Her exposed breasts moved against the rougher texture of his shirt and she decided it had to go. Grabbing the hem of it, Mia took his shirt off, revealing his tensed muscles.

"You're not bad yourself." Mia whispered, trying to add humour in her words, but all that came out was a low, rough sound full of desire.

Xander pulled on the waistband of her tights, searching for affirmation in her eyes. Suddenly, she was glad she didn't dress up. It would be exceedingly more difficult to take it all off. She had to get up to take the tights off, watching him watch her.

Mia was on her knees on the couch and Xander grabbed her by her waist and kissed her stomach, circling around her breasts with his fingers. Mia clumsily took her tights off, while Xander wouldn't leave her alone for one moment.

"Okay, okay, I get it." Mia laughed hoarsely.

"No, you don't." Xander grabbed her and swept her off her knees, she ended up on the couch under his body with nothing but her black panties on. "I want you so much." Her whole body tensed as he played with the waistband of her panties. He traced the band with his finger and caressed her thighs, making her shiver with anticipation.

"Xander..." She uttered, her voice strong, demanding. This made him laugh and he moved away from her to take his pants off. Mia used this opportunity to kiss his chest and his stomach, travelling lower and lower with her tongue. She removed his pants and looked into his eyes with a mischievous smirk on her lips. Then she took him in her mouth and enjoyed the loud moan that escaped his lips.

"Mia..." Xander's rough voice was on the verge of begging. "Play later."

She let him go and lay back on the couch, her hand escaping to the wetness in her panties. She bit her lip to stop herself from moaning loudly, as she watched Xander put the condom on. Unable to help herself, Mia gulped down the wave of nervousness that flooded her. Xander leaned over her, slowly removing her panties. His fingers found their way to her core. Mia shuddered as he put one finger in.

"Play later." She commanded, realising she might be done before they even started if he kept on doing this. Xander smiled, but soon his gaze turned predatory as he positioned himself in front of her. He pushed himself inside of her swiftly, making Mia gasp at the sudden intrusion.

For a moment, they stayed like that, staring at each other under the tiny lights. Then Xander began moving, furthering the desire thrust by thrust. Mia moaned loudly, hoping they were truly alone in the house. She hadn't had sex in two months, she was thirsty.

Xander kissed her through the movements, grabbing her by her neck. His strength made her feel all tingly inside and soon, she forgot about everything except for him. She didn't care how loud they were, or if anyone heard them. Mia put her legs around him, drawing him closer, deeper inside and this movement made Xander moan. They moved as one under those little lights, losing themselves in the taste, and fire, and lust.

Mia dug her nails in his back as the wave of pleasure overwhelmed her, simply by looking into his dark eyes. Xander smiled at the little moans that escaped from her lips, becoming louder with every thrust. She gripped him hard as her entire world focused solely on the pleasure that spread from her core to her entire body. The touches and kisses and pressure boiled to the point where Mia didn't even know where she was. Ripples of desire carried her over the edge. Xander pushed his finger onto her core, almost making her scream.

They came together, breathing heavily as their hearts erratically hammered as one. When she calmed down, she finally opened her eyes only to find Xander smiling at her.

"I'm sorry, that was kind of quick." He said, still holding her close.

"Let's do it again."