Catch Me In Miami, Miguel Bravo.
A year has passed since you and Miguel settled in Cuba, Ramón has fully recovered and is still the same single man as always, you and Miguel often joke that he will never have little Ramóncitos. Somehow Miguel managed to set up a restaurant and work with his parents, of course you help with the business but now, things have calmed down and you want to return to your activities, being in the eighties doesn't mean stop doing what you like, right?
A whole year, you love the eighties, you love the life you have with Miguel, but... how long are you going to hide the truth from him? You feel insecure, how is he going to react when he finds out that you are not from this era? Well, you've already tried it a few times by joking with him, but every time you do it Miguel makes such a confuse expression, like ‘What the hell are you saying mi corazón??’ Which, makes you think he wouldn't believe you anyway, would he...?
Miguel takes you out of your thoughts by hugging you from behind, it's night. He kisses your temple and rests his chin on your shoulder. It's so comforting to feel the warmth of him that makes you smile, you look at him and return the kiss on his cheek.
“You're making that thing on your face again, corazón.” Miguel imitates your eyebrow gesture playfully. “Doesn't it hurt you to think so much?”
Today has been a good day, the restaurant is going great, you have made friends in Havana and little by little you get used to the language, having a teacher like Miguel and his family makes it easy. But you are surprised how your attempts to appear calm fail, Miguel's gaze can see right through you without much effort.
“I have to practice more my poker face, isn't it?”
"Sí, but it's a good excuse to kiss you while you're distracted.”
Miguel squeezes you a little from behind and covers your shoulder with kisses up to your neck, giving you small bites as if he was tempted by you. You blush when you feel how he runs over your body under your shirt with caresses, he whispers your name behind your ear and you feel like you're melting with every passing second.
“You know, you can do this whenever you want. I dont complain." Miguel laughs.
“Eager of what, mi amor? We have all night. A beautiful beach in front of us, drinks, and the most handsome man in the world by your side ready to give you what you want.”
The position you are in makes it easy for Miguel to take your chin and give you a long, deep and a hungry kiss, you only slightly separate your lips from each other. He smiles at you satisfied leaving your lips red, you don't say anything to each other, no words are needed to explain how Miguel looks at you, and you smile.
“The most handsome man in the whole world? Only for me?”
Miguel smiles mischievously, you turn around to put your arms around his neck and he puts his hands on your hips, you smile blushing at the kiss he gives you on your forehead.
“Are you feeling alright, y/n? Something wrong?”
It's amazing to see how Miguel can be so sexy and romantic at the same time, it's not like you're complaining, on the contrary.
“I'm fine, I just want to go to sleep with you.”
“I can help with that, how do you want me to take you to bed?”
He wiggled his eyebrows and it makes you laugh.
But he grabs you by the waist and he press you against his body, he approaches to bite your lower lip slowly between kisses, the way he kisses you leaves your lips trembling, he is not in a hurry. You sigh wanting a little more of him and Miguel realizes it, he acts innocent without guilt for leaving you wanting.
“Miguel! You little jerk-”
You lightly smack his chest and Miguel laughs out loud as he covers himself.
You laugh, you cut the distance between you and Miguel and you take refuge in his arms, you hide your face in his chest and he puts his hands on your lower back. He rests his chin on your head and says.
“If you don't want to it's okay, y/n." He gives you that sweet smile as he caresses your chin with his thumb. “We can watch una película until we fall asleep.”
Miguel and you made popcorn accompanied by some cold beer, both of you didn't know which movie to choose, some action or comedy, so you played rock, paper, scissors to see who would win and in the end the comedy won. The laughs and the jokes were not lacking in each scene. The night continues and you fall asleep on Miguel's shoulder, he notices and turns off the TV with the remote. He lies down next to you and smiles to himself, Miguel cannot believe what he is experiencing with you, the two of you in Cuba, living on the beach, next to his family... it was worth it.
But still you can't sleep, it's not because of Miguel, it's because of you, two hours in bed already and you can't close your eyes, well you could but you lost sleep. It seems silly to worry about not knowing what to do, you've even figured out how to tell him, like: ‘Hey Miguel, did you know that I'm from the future and that's why I don't have any documents? Except the driver's license, of course. Everything but that makes sense, don't you think?'
Yeah... you're not going to answer like that.
You move between the sheets and you can't fall asleep, you let out a groan under the pillow. You just sigh, while you fight to be able to rest Miguel does it like a little angel, he is face down and his arms are under the pillow, almost like a hug. You smile just by seeing Miguel, you don't want to disturb him so you turn around and force yourself to close your eyes, determined to sleep. You still growl softly but trying not to make so much noise.
And... feel how the weight of Miguel's arm takes you by surprise and you gasp softly, was he awake all this time? You turn around and see him still half asleep, but with that expression when he draws his eyebrows together and smiles mischievously.
“So, are you going to keep pretending to sleep? Are growls included?”
You laugh softly as you plant a kiss on his lips, you wanted to look out on the balcony but... seeing his sleeping face calms you down. "Well, I was thinking...”
“I think I'll run away with Ramon when you least expect it.”
Miguel laughs with a rough voice because of the tiredness, just with one eye open and very seriously tells you “Is that so? Be careful, mi amor, I could kidnap you. Ramón would never find you again.”
You miss another giggle but it sounds like emotion when you respond by whispering “Then I'll have to escape as soon as possible...”
Miguel blinks a couple of times as he smiles in surprise, as if you were challenging him while you wet your lips, it seems that you took away his tiredness with that little joke and that gesture of yours. He brushes your lips with his thumb tempted. “... Oh, will you? I'm a ex getaway driver, chic@, I'd get to you without problem.”
You laugh once again when you try to escape from his arms but Miguel clings to you muttering “¿A dónde vas? Ven aquí” kissing your neck, cheeks and lips all over your face. And you don't want to admit it but you love it.
“Miguel, stop! I-It tickles” he stops laughing and puts his arm under his head and his other arm leaves it as a pillow for you. “Can't sleep? That explains why you stopped snoring.”
Miguel makes that silly and handsome expression on his face when he tells you a bad joke, you roll your eyes playfully “Excuse me? I think it's your own snoring that you hear." He laughs under his breath, you settle on his chest and he caresses your arm subtly with his fingertips, while he's looking at the ceiling "Yeah, maybe you're right... It's been a long week, my dolphin powers can't help.”
You relax by sighing and stretching your legs a bit without letting go of Miguel “I know... but at the end of the day, I'll be always grateful for everything that happened, that brought us here.”
“Mi corazón gets sentimental in the middle of the night.” He stop looking at the ceiling to appreciate you and caress your cheek, you look at him like a big idiot in love, You can't believe this is the man of your dreams, you owe Murray a big favor.
“Nah, it's your butt that turns me on.” Miguel breaks into laughs and you do the same, he raises his eyebrows smiling mischievously watching your lips. “I know, I can't deny how sexy I am, just look at me.”
“Oh sure you are, Miguelito”
Miguel gasps acting like he's hurt, “Doubts about Miguel Bravo?” I am a sensitive man, y/n, what will you do to earn my trust again?”
He follows you with his eyes when you put your leg on him and catch his lips in a sweet kiss, but full of desire. Miguel hugs you from your lower back against him, you take his face with so much love and you get on top of him, it is inevitable for both of you not smile between kisses and he says “Amor...”
He grabs your thighs like he's holding back, but not at the same time. He tries to catch your lips but you back off when he does, both barely brush each other's lips, so instead of kissing him, you kiss his cheek deeply, pulling up to his ear and whispering “Remember when you told me how sexy I sound when I speak spanish? Well... I think now is a good time to practice, mi amor.”
Miguel gasp for your voice in his ear, he grins holding your waist squeezing against him, while he's kissing and lightly biting your neck, he slides his hands on your lower back making a journey of caresses full of desire. You feel how you melt with the warmth of his kisses and he says “Sí, mi corazón... Unless you prefer to enjoy the rest of the night with Ramón, I don't think he can handle all of this.”
You can't help but laugh “Oh, so you can? How?” In an instant, he flips over and stays on top of you. He takes your legs and places them on his hips, you're enjoying with surprise how fast he took the control of all. You put your arms around his neck and he leans over to kiss you as if one kiss wasn't enough, he murmurs your name and he grabs your thighs without warning, you gasp unintentionally and listen how Miguel laughs enjoying your expressions. You blush saying “Miguel! That's unfair-” But Miguel interrupts you trapping your lips desirous of you, the way he grabs your thighs makes you moan between kisses, he knows what he's doing to you, and you want more of him. Now he is the one who backs away when you look for his kisses again. “Miguel Bravo Pérez, how dare you.”
Miguel smiles at you with affection, “We have all night, y/n, but I want to know if you're okay with this. You were asleep but I felt you wanted to get out of bed, amor.”
Yes... you wanted to get out of bed to get some air, but with a Cuban like him with that charm? It sounds impossible.
“Well... it's just... Can we talk about this tomorrow, Miguel? I'd rather kiss you than worry.”
He smiles understandingly at you, he doesn't want to pressure you into anything and to be honest, he has other plans in mind with you.
“Then... can I kiss you until we are tired, mi corazón? We have unfinished business. You woke me up from my beauty sleep.”
He tells you as he approaches you totally lost in your lips, you smile delighted by that chemistry between you, you feel anxious to feel each one of his kisses and you pull him by the shirt without warning.
Aaaaaand I hope to publish a little drawing of Miguel tomorrow, I'm still not used to english so I'll be editing the fic in case there's any mistake, hope you like it! :D
