howdy! first of all, love your works sm❤️ i’d love a little sunny vacay blurb please! i’d kill to see a venice trip with k’andre miller. i’d love to see them explore venice, being all cute, and k’andre being full on pda. maybe the reader is a little insecure too! i’d love to see him be a fashion icon and help dress his partner, who’s maybe a little insecure and he showers her with love and says how beautiful they are. do as much as you want with this. thank you so much!!!🥰🥰🥰
thank you so much for the request!! this is super cute and I def now have a newfound love for k’andre <3 (but go isles!!)
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📍venice, italy with k’andre miller
"Let's go in here," K'Andre pulled on your hand and pulled you into the Prada store.
"Babe, this is way too fancy," you whispered as you passed the security holding open the door for you.
"Shh, act cool. We'll find you something." He grinned and wiggled his eyebrows, before being greeted by a sales person. She showed you around the store, explaining the latest collection and trying to sell you on everything you had your eye on. K'Andre was in his element. He loved looking at everything, showing you what he liked, and of course sending everything back to the fitting rooms.
You on the other hand, while you liked a lot of things you saw, weren't as confident in picking things out as he was.
"This dress would look amazing on you," he said holding it up to you. When he saw you hesitate, he leaned down to kiss you. "Please? For me?"
You gave in with an eye roll, blushing when the sales woman gave you a small smile. He was able to convince you to get a few more clothing pieces before you made it back to the most private and luxurious dressing room. You had your own little fashion show while being served coffee and tiny Italian pastries.
"No, I like the red one better." K'Andre did another little spin for you showing off the suit, trying to convince you on the deep green color, but you he was unsuccessful. While it did look good on him, as anything did, the deep maroon suit he tried on before was your favorite.
"Fine, I'll get that one then." He changed back into his clothes. "Your turn."
He had picked a few basic pieces out for you, like a blouse and shirts, even a pair of shoes that after trying them on you absolutely loved. Then it was time for the dress. "Mmhm. My girl."
He stood up from the little sofa in the waiting room and immediately took you into his arms. His hands wandered down your body, so did his eyes as he sported a devilish grin. You blushed and tried to look away, but his fingers got ahold of you chin and forced your gaze back up. "Gorgeous." He kissed you softly and you melted in his arms. You felt safe and loved.
"We're taking it and you're wearing it to dinner tonight."
"Yes, sir." With a little growl, he smacked your ass and pushed you back into the dressing room before your sales person would see.
K'Andre got you to pick out a purse as well while he shopped for some ties for his hockey games. You checked out and left the store with a happy grin.
Your little shopping trip was far from over though, K'Andre wasn't done using you as his little dress up doll. But you loved it. As always, he was very touchy-feely, always tell you how beautiful you looked in anything you tried on. He knew what you liked and what you felt confident in, so he knew what to pick out.
"Thank you." You pressed a kiss to his cheek and wrapped your arms around his torso. He pulled you even closer with his free arm to kiss you. You were in the middle of a busy street, so you pulled away from him, but he wouldn't have it.
"What are you–?" Before you could finish, he had already pulled you across the sidewalk towards the buildings against one of which he pinned you. He smirked before claiming your lips again, this time a deeper kiss. "There's people," you tried to mumble.
"I can't get enough of you," he said between kisses, which he then started pressing against your neck.
"So, this morning when you had me for breakfast and the time in the shower wasn't enough for you?"
"Never enough with you, baby." He went back to kiss you, but you were interrupted by a strong male voice with a thick Italian accent.
"Hey! None of that here!" You broke apart only to realize that it was a Venice police officer yelling at you. He looked pissed and nodded his head for you to keep moving.
"Sorry, sir." K'Andre tried his best to contain his laughter while you were mortified. He pulled you away from the officer, laughing when he wasn't in earshot anymore.
"That's so embarrassing," you whined, but his laughter was so contagious, you sooner joined.
"Well, safe to say we will remember Venice and Venice will remember us."
You stopped at your hotel afterwards to rest for a bit and change before dinner. You did as promised and wore your new dress to dinner. You walked around the canals a bit and took a boat's tour through them. At night, the city felt even more alive than by day, especially all cozy in your boyfriends arms.
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“shut your fucking mouth.” “make me.” and “say my name again” with k’andre miller because that man is FINEEE 😮💨🔥
“Shut your fucking mouth.” K’andre hissed as he backed you towards the wall, “I’m so tired of hearing you talk; it’s not even funny at this point.”
You two had been going at it for hours, you pushing his buttons and driving him up the wall all evening.
“Make me.” You smirked up at him, him letting out a small growl as his hands gripped your hips, softly shoving you into the wall holding you there.
“K’andre..” you murmured, his lips slowly attacking your neck.
“Say my name again.” He demanded, “Sounds so good coming off those pretty lips.”
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