Sugar • Hiram Lodge

Crashing the Party

   The flowers had been put in vases and placed about the kitchen. Hiram and Mira sat next to each other, sipping wine, his hand over her leg, as they watched the chef prepare their dinner.  He had even lit some candles to set the mood, but Mira could not get over the fact they were in the middle of nowhere.

   "Hiram, do you think it's safe to be this isolated with the Black Hood running around?" she asked, skeptically squinting into the dark woods that encompassed every window.

   "I have people patrolling the area," he gave her leg a reassuring squeeze. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you. If I thought you'd be in danger, I wouldn't have brought you here."

   "Okay," she nodded and took a large sip from her wine to ease her nerves.

   "Do you not feel safe in Riverdale?"

   "I mean, the scariest part is definitely the musicals. Or the fact that Archie has somehow managed to convince everyone he's a teenager. Or the fact Alice Cooper hasn't had child services called on her yet. Or that I haven't heard from my parents since chapter 1. But overall, I feel okay. I feel safe when I'm with you."

   "I'm glad," he softly kissed her. What she said was true, but what she didn't tell him was that what scared her most of all was the feelings she was developing for him. And from the looks of it, feelings she was sure he was developing for her as well. This date was a far cry from their previous one, it felt so much more intimate. He wouldn't do all this for her if he wasn't experiencing some spark between them. She knew she couldn't be feeling such things for him, because what could possibly become of this relationship?

   His phone suddenly vibrated against the tabletop and Hermione's name lit up his screen. Mira snuck a glance at Hiram, seeing if he would answer. He looked at the screen for a while, seeming to consider it, but thankfully, he didn't. Instead, he turned the screen to the table and slid the phone away from him. Clearly, it had been established who would be more important tonight. So, Mira decided she would reward him.

   "Hiram," she leaned in towards him, placing a hand on his leg. He glanced at her hand, her lips, and then at her. "This dress is uncomfortable. Do you mind unzipping me in the bedroom so I can change?"

   "Yeah, of course," he got up and followed her into the bedroom. 

   Once the door was shut, Mira did not hesitate to kiss him. She ran her fingers through his hair as she pulled him into her, deepening the kiss. Instinctively, he did not hesitate to reciprocate her actions, his hands traveling down her back and over her bum where he gave it a rough squeeze. She took her hand and brought it down the front of his pants, rubbing him before reaching to undo his belt. 

   "What are you doing?" he said.

   "Remember that time at the Cooper's house when you had me over the desk?"

   "How could I forget?"

   "Well, it's your turn to stay quiet," she said and got down on her knees before him. He watched in anticipation, his eyes growing heavy with lust as he watched her undo his belt and pull down his pants and boxers. Maintaining their eye contact, she took his erection in her mouth and sucked the length of it. 

   He sucked in a breath of pleasure, watching her lick. "I'm starting to regret calling the chef."

   "I can stop if you want," she said, not that she would. 

   "No, keep going," with his hand he took a hand full of her hair to secure it as a ponytail while she continued sucking. "Fuck, Mira, relax your throat." She complied and he pushed more of his length down her throat. He groaned as it went down further, using the grip he had on her hair to hold her there for a few moments before pulling his length out and allowing her to relax.