small drabble about everything michael does during sex that turns you on oh so badly!
sex with michael was heaven sent, he knew all of your spots, everything that made you feel good, but thereβs just certain stuff that makes you even hornier than youβve ever been.
you could be bent over the bathroom counter, looking into the mirror, while michael was fucking into you from behind.
βohh my god, mama.. s-so fucking good.. makin me curse..β he whimpered out, his hands digging into your back while his length plummets into you at an unimaginable speed..
βmikey! oh shitt! s-so damn good!β you whined, looking into the mirror, and some caught your eye.. his long hair, was swinging back and forth, with every hard thrust. your pussy tightens up, and before seeing his hair, you were no where near close, but now, you were making a mess all over his dick..
βs-shit baby! you cummin already? you ainβt said nothing?β he moans out, smacking your ass
michael had the eyes of an angel, and everyone knew it.. he could use them to get anything from you, extra kisses before rehearsals, sweets before bed, he even once persuaded you to come on tour with him.
in the bedroom, his eyes were something different. you were ontop, riding him like you couldnβt get enough of him.. he was biting his lip, his hands gripping your hips..
you prop yourself up in a standing squat, and ride him faster.. michael was losing his mind, he was so loud.
βb-baby! ohmyβ mama!β he cried, his toes curling. you bite your lip, your ass slapping against his thighs.
he grips your hips tighter, and you glance down at him, just to see him staring up at you, with this desperate doe eyes.. you start to tighten up, and you whimper..
βohmygosh mikey, your eyes..β you whimpered, and he plants his feet flat on the bed, and starts thrusting into you..
βmichael im cumming!β you whined, and so does he, still looking up at you.. your forehead drops to his, and he maintains eye contact, even while youβre squirting all over him.
michael was vocal during sex, he loved telling you how good you make him feel.. whether it was moaning your name, whining out little broken sentences, like, βdonβt stop baby.. i love you..β, or, βbestβbest iβve ever had, donβt leave me..β, and sometimes heβd even sing to you..
you were on your knees infront of michael, while he was sat on the edge of the bed in a wide manspread.. you had been giving him head for the last ten minutes, and he was losing his shit.
you bob your head up and down, swirling your tongue around all that you could fit in your mouth, one of your hands stroking the rest.
now, michael didnβt really allow you to give him head, you had to BEG him this one time, and boy was he glad he agreed..
βohhhmygodd baby.. shit!β he whimpered, his back arching off the bed, and his hands gripping the sheets..
you hum around him, slurping him all the way up, and your tongue runs over the vein across his tip.. at the same time, your free hand moves to his balls, squeezing them..
βoh! ouu!β he sings out, his eyes rolling back and his head tilting back.. βright there mama! mmphh!β he sings, panting.
he was actually singing, in his falsetto.. and you were shocked.. his body tenses and his hand grips the back of your head..
βbaby! iβm cummin!β he whined, releasing all into your mouth.. you pump him a few more times, then pull away to swallow..
you giggle, looking up at his shaking form.. βmichael, you were singing..β you say, tilting your head..
βi was?β he pants out, and he covers his face right after..
princessβs note: HIHIHI, i was thinking about his long luscious hair swinging so i wrote this little drabble, i hope you guys like it :)
