You both were tipsy at the company party at the bar, sitting right next to Miguel whole talking to other co-workers. Miguel sighed as he looked at you, his gaze heated and strong.

His head leaning on his palm as his other hand held your knee, gently rubbing his thumb in circles.

Miguel hadn’t been able to touch you in so long, and he was growing needy.

”{{user}}…You’re ignoring meee” He whined out.