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If you are a lover of George Michael so much to the point where you're trying to find a George Michael X Reader (like me), feel free to pretend your name is DJ. :)
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WARNING: This chapter, if you couldn't already tell, is not intended for you twelve-year-old gals out there. It is quite smutty, but I know you'll read it anyway. Everyone else, enjoy.
George's Point of View
I was lying on my side, with my head propped up using my fist. I was wearing a white button-down and jeans with my best belt.
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"Princess?" DJ asked. "Since when did you decide to call me that?"
I shook my head and smiled, standing up. I walked up to her and took her hands. "I'm going to get serious for a minute."
"Okay."
I gave both of her hands a good squeeze. "I know what you've been doing."
She smiled. "So you figured out my little scheme?"
I nodded. "I wanted to have a little talk before anything happens."
Her smile disappeared, and she nodded.
"What we might do in a minute or two isn't something to force. Because once you lose your virginity, you can't get that back."
"George, I know all of this. I don't need to hear it again." She interrupted me.
I put a finger to her lips. "DJ, it doesn't matter. I want you to hear it again. From me this time. Please."
She stayed quiet.
"I want you to think this through. So if you change your mind, I won't be upset." I knew that part was a bit of a lie. "I'll wait as long as you need. Because I know before you were just teasing me, or, maybe. I'm not really sure about that. Although, your plan sure did do a number on me. You drive me crazy."
I paused while I watched as she laughed. Her eyes sparkled.
"But I would hate to do this and then have you regret it. I don't wanna force you to do something and then have you wake up the next morning horrified. I can't lose you, DJ, not now and not ever. I really like you. It would kill me to see you upset." I moved my hands to her face. "So I'll ask again. Are you sure I can be the one who takes your virginity?"
She was quiet. All she did for a while was stare into my soul. I got a sad gut feeling she would change her mind, and I had done all of this for nothing.
Then she slowly took off her jacket with no effort and let it fall to the floor. "Yes."
With no hesitation, I pulled her in close and kissed her.
