More Than A Baby Mama: Less Than A Wife (A Vintage Love)

{Music Recommendation: All by myself ~ Cèline Dion}

(Warning (R18, Smut, uncensored)!!!)

If the world was finally ending, it'll be now. For Mila actually. Because that's what it looked like for her. For some reason she couldn't stand properly, or maybe the club was sliding.

Was this normal? Mila didn't know anymore what was and wasn't. She grabbed her bottle, the wine wouldn't come out.

"More wine," Mila mumbled, her eyes dully looking at everyone in the room. They were screaming, dancing, raising small white bulbs and she couldn't even understand a word of what they were doing. She just knew she needed to drink more to get a job.

And also to stop the club from sliding into the ground. It was sinking! Titanic? Could it be? Was there a flood? Why the world was she-

Mila retched, she wasn't feeling good. She wanted to go home.

"Ken," the young girl raised her hand to wave, to Mila she was waving with all her strength but in reality her hand was still on her side with just two of her fingers moving.

"We have the innocent Swan emerge as the winner!" The green-haired man shouted, "She started slow but she just sold everything on her table. From an anonymous buyer!"

The crowd gasped, they couldn't believe the girl who had just been spilling the wine all over her body sold out everything. Even the other girls who were marketing with Mila were surprised.

"Do you think she has connections?" One of them asked.

The green-haired man walked over to Mila and grabbed her hair gently, rubbing it with his thumb. "You're free to leave now innocent swan, or you can wait for me let's leave toge-"

Mila pushed the man's hand from her hair, "W-here is Ken?" She asked staggering away from the stage when she crashed into a nearby table.

"She speaks of a Ken," The green-haired man said to another man beside him. "It must be someone in the VIP, seeing he bought everything she's selling. Take her there,"

The young man in suit bowed and nodded then he lifted Mila from the ground.

"I'm taking you to Ken,"

Mila nodded, she kept mumbling words that nobody understood as she was dragged to the VIP. "Ken...Stephanie...baby..."

The green-haired man scoffed, "She thinks I'm beneath her because she's fucking a blue blood huh," he smirked, then turned and continued with hyping the crowd.

It was after Mila had left the stage that Ashley entered, she looked around searching for Mila but there was no sign of the girl. She ran to the host,

"Mickey, where is Lacie- I mean the girl...with blonde hair, um Mila."

The green-haired man frowned, he could remember the girl clearly. She had rejected him. "She sold everything and went to see her friend in the VIP."

"What? Why? She doesn't know anyone here!" Ashley exclaimed, "Fuck, Lacie is going to kill me." She dashed out, running towards the VIP.

Mila allowed her whole weight rest on the young man who was walking beside her. She couldn't stand straight because everything else was spinning.

"You, get more ice to the VIP number three," Someone stopped in front of them and ordered the young man holding Mila.

The man nodded then turned to Mila, "You can find the Ken here, I have to go." He stepped away leaving Mila to fend for herself.

"Ken," Mila muttered, she tried to stand but fell back on the closest wall. "Please don't leave me....I- still....lurrrve you....," she slurred.

As Mila struggled to stay awake, a group of men that were not as drunk as she was walked up to her.

"Isn't she the golden swan? You're looking to spend the night? I can pay," one of them suggested, touching his beards while he stared at Mila in a lewd manner.

Mila pushed away from there, with her body rubbing against the wall. It was the only warmth she felt. "Gi...ve me Ken,"

"I'm Ken," another chimed, giving others a wink. "I can give it to you all night,"

Mila sniffed, "Why....why did you cheat...with her," she started bawling her eyes out.

"She's lost it, we can be quick she won't remember our faces," another man added getting a nod from others.

Mila shook her head, then slapped her face hard. She needed to stay awake, she took another step forward to walk away from the men.

"Wait...stop moving, I said I'm Ken," one of the man walked after her, then stretched his hand to grab Mila's neck forcefully.

Mila took a step forward with one leg hitting the other and she fell on her knees with her two hands holding her up. She was on her fours when a door opened in front of her and someone stepped forward.

"T-that's Z-yran," the men stuttered, as they scrambled out of there.

Mila raised her face, when she met those blue eyes that stared down at her. She smiled happily,

"Heaven," was all she said before crawling inside the room.

Zyran moved back as the girl crawled in, he was clearly confused as to what was going on.

"Lo-ck the door," Mila pointed out still on her fours, "S-tephanie and Ken can't find me....in heaven,"

Zyran stared at the door then at the girl, upon her request he closed the door. Dipped his hand into his pocket,

"What are you?" His deep voice vibrated in the room.

Mila gulped, "Thunder..." she chewed something mindlessly, her eyes half closed, "Heaven...thunder....am I dead? Are you god?"

"What?" Zyran asked with his brows knitted, he was very much confused. Nobody dared to enter his private room in the club and here was this girl.

Mila crawled until she was near the bed, then she stood up still staggering. Mila reached for the rope around her tutu and untied it left in just her leotard.

Zyran arched his brows when this happened and the same time his phone beeped and he opened the message.

'I picked the best, hope you like it.' It was from Lucas.

He dipped his phone into his pocket and returned his gaze on the blonde girl.

"Oh," Zyran nodded as he watched the girl undress herself in a clumsy manner.

He unbuttoned his shirt until he had nothing but his loose pants left, he walked straight to the bed, and grabbed Mila's neck, then his free hand locking her two hands.

"Wha-" Mila tried to struggle.

Zyran narrowed his eyes, there was no hint of smile in them. "Lady, I hate when your like act coy. Let's get this over with."

He didn't wait to listen, he pushed the girl to the bed and reached for his belt unhooking it slowly.

Mila stared at the man hovering above her, she raised her hand to chest where she saw a blur tattoo of a scorpion. "Deadly..." she mumbled.

Zyran shivered when her finger tips touched his chest, he felt a jolt in his body that made him grab her two hands and pin them above her head, using his knee he spread her legs apart then positioned himself in between her body.

His eyes scanned the girl's body, she looked really petit under him and her flushed face made her even more irresistible. There was something about her messy hair, that made him want to run his fingers through it.

Zyran didn't know if it was because of the wine, or the event of the day. There was just something about it that made him lost especially staring at the girl's eyes.

He forcefully snapped the tiny sleeves of Mila's leotard and bared her breast for his eyes to feast. When the cold air touched her skin, Mila's nipples hardened and turned darker.

"I-" Mila mumbled, she bit her lower lips and tried to turn to the side.

Zyran gritted his teeth, thinking the girl was trying to seduce him because it was working and he was losing it. A girl has never made him feel this way, not for a long time now. He just had sex for the release and nothing more.

Removing the remaining piece of clothes, he watched the soft naked pale skin of the blonde girl under him.

"Fuck," Zyran cursed, he reached for the cigarette on the table, to light it and to also bring a condom he freed Mila's hand. As he puffed a smoke, he felt the tiny hand wrap round his waist.

"Please...don't leave...Ken" Mila sobbed softly, wrapping her legs around Zyran's waist. "I-I'll do it. I'll do it....won't wait again...I'll do it Ken."

Zyran cocked his head to the side and frowned, the girl was really one strange human. Never in his life has a girl mistaken his name for someone else. He didn't know why but he was really annoyed. And the leg around his waist did something to his rationality. Zyran pushed her back to lie down on her back, then he slipped his hand on her back, arching her waist. Slowly Zyran slipped his finger into her wet core and he froze.

"Are you sure you want this? It seems you haven't-" Zyran swallowed hard when the girl moved her waist, it wasn't intentional but she rocked against his finger and moaned.

"Ah," Mila cried when she felt the slight pain, but it was replaced with a warm feeling when the finger slowly slipped inside of her. She tightened her legs afraid of opening them.

Zyran puffed another smoke and exhaled, "You're too tight, you need to loosen up to let me." He suggested. He continued using his fingers thrusting and making the girl ready for himself. And everytime she moaned, he felt his cock harden. He didn't need to be so drunk or smoke all night. Her moans made him rock hard.

Unable to control the urge to get inside of her, Zyran dragged her legs forward and raised them to rest on his chest then he positioned his rock hard member on Mila's wet core.

"You'll need to bite unto this," Zyran placed his arm in front of Mila's lips then pushed his cock inside of her with force.

"Mm," Mila cried out, pushing her head back but her teeth sank into Zyran's arms.

Zyran pinned her two legs on his chest, his movement was slow at first. He had never fucked a virgin before, so he was trying to be nice. Though he didn't know why he should because she wanted it and was going to be paid for it. Regardless, Zyran wanted her first time to be smooth.

And smoothly he rocked his hips as he banged into Mila's untouched walls. Stroking every vein that led out to her clits.

The moans and sighs from Mila filled the room and she wasn't the only one moaning. Zyran too was. He was so lost in slamming into her, that he forgot he had no condoms on until he spilled inside of her.

And that wasn't enough, Zyran went again another round this time his lips found its way on Mila's nipple, while he made her legs wrap his waist. He played with one breast, and had his lips grazing and kissing the other.

"Fuck, you're such a wet cunt, taking it so well." Zyran cursed as he trusted his hips. He didn't know how many round they went but the girl was awake. Moaning and take it all, the way he enjoyed.

Mila grabbed his soft hair as she moaned, tears spilled from the side of her eyes. Her soft voice matching the rhythm their bodies caused on the bed.

And through it all, Zyran didn't remember he had no protection, neither did he attempt to withdraw before his cum.