sneaking out at midnight ~michael clifford~ (HIATUS)

"Maybe Condom Will Be Our Always."

a/n: marked as R due to sexual content please don't read if you are uncomfortable with smut or if you feel as if you are too young, we don't want comments saying "ew i'm only eleven." we'll just delete your comment.

One moment we're in the hallway pressed together, next thing I know Michael has me halfway up the stairs to the roars of triumph from his friends as they know where this is going, and I'm not sure what way I want it to go.

Michael seems to know the house as he finds the master bedroom within moments, he grabs my waist and slams my lips down on his.

"You sure about this sunshine?"

"I hope so."

"I'm not that much of a douche."

"You sure about that red?"

"It's a good thing you're hot."

"Ditto."

"Fuck you."

"That's the plan, Clifford."

He kicks the door open with his foot and drags me in slamming the door closed and then slamming me against it.

His lips find mine in the haze of the darkness and his hands slip around my waist to the small in my back. I grab at his black leather jacket and tug it from his shoulders, he chuckles pulling back from my lips.

"Eager are we?"

I scowl making him grin. He re-attaches our lips and I kick off my shoes. His tongue slides across my lips asking for entrance which I admit almost instantly, our tongues battle for dominance as his hands roam my body avoiding the parts where I need them the most.

"Jump." He commands against my lips, I jump and he grabs my ass smiling against my lips and then he turns and walks us over to the bed. He drops me down and crawls over me his lips attacking my neck in search of my sweet spot.

He nips and sucks at my skin leaving his mark for all to see, moans falling from my lips at the slightest touch.

"You're wearing too many clothes."

"Well do something about it Clifford."

He growls at my remark and grabs my dress ripping it over my head. He tosses it away and stares down at my body his eyes alight with hunger and lust.

"You're so perfect." He groans.

I smirk and tug at his shirt and he pulls it over his head, tossing it blindly behind him. He crashes back down on top of me and grabs my face kissing me with all his force.

His lips slowly move from mine to my neck and then slowly down my chest, he glances up at me asking for permission and I nod with a soft moan. He reaches around my back and I clasps my bra throwing it to the side.

"Fuck." He groans the bulge in his pants growing.

He leans down and wraps his lips around my nipple and sucks softly, my back arching off the bed as his grabs my other boob in his hand and squeezes making me gasp.

To my dismay his lips leave my boobs too soon and travel south to my aching core, I gasp as his fingers rake down the sides of my body, my back arching slightly as he kisses my heat through my panties.

"So wet, and all for me."

He murmurs sending chills up my body. "Please." I gasp, he looks up at me his red fringe falling over his eyes, he kisses me again, not removing the clothing from my sensitive area. I lift my hips in need of friction.

"Come on Princess, you can do better than that." He whispers the words, kissing each of my thighs.

I groan needing him back between my thighs, he chuckles lightly against my skin sending vibrations up through my core.