Flaws And All | A MJ FANFIC

|Chapter 4|

A/N: the pictures above includes the characters in this chapter, (left to right) Eddie Garica, Randy Allaire, Michael Jackson, LaVelle Smith Jr., Dominic Lucero. Enjoy.

Chapter 4:Tensions and Turmoil

Michael's P.O.V

I wonder if that's why she is being so rude to me. Once all questions were answered we begin heading back to the stage. I wanted to talk to Amahle myself to see if that was the case of why she was being so rude to me. I saw her talking to LaVelle so I walked up to them "Hey LaVelle can I steal Amahle for a second" I smiled "of course we'll be on stage waiting"

She stood there with her arms folded "what ?" She said annoyed "is everything alright ?" I asked genuinely. "I wanted to know if I did anything wrong." She chuckled sarcastically "did you do anything wrong" she chuckled again and looked me dead in the eyes with a straight face "don't play with me Jackson I know you know"

I knew it, she knew. Her eyes was baring into my soul like she was reading my thoughts " My apologies I just wanted to hear it from your mouth instead of LaVelle's" I spoke honestly, she stared at me " my own mouth you say" she giggled. It's like every time this girl gets upset she laughs.

I just squinted my eyes "yes" I said with a risen brow "real bold Jackson real bold" she said as she bumped past me "you have rehearsal to finish. You got people waiting on you  Jackson" she called back to me  as she walked to the stage.

I'm not going to lie during that conversation I just wanted to push her against the wall and shove my tongue down her throat. She is so aggressive, thinking she can talk to me that way. Who does she thinks she is being so rude and disrespectful to me  when I have been nothing but beyond respectful besides checking her out. Well I can show her, two can play it that game.

I walked back towards the stage and began the second half of the set starting with Rock With You. The entire time I was rehearsing I didn't pay any attention to Amahle. She wants to act all high and mighty, I will do the same. We gotten to the last two songs, I just can't stop loving you and Bad. As me and Sheryl were performing I heard talking and snickering. I know this is Amahle first time here but everyone needs to act professional and I'm also gonna  give her a taste of her own medicine.

"Cut the music" the band stop playing" Greg looked confused "what's the matter Michael ?" I rolled my eyes and darted them at LaVelle, Eddie, Randy and lastly my eyes landed directly on Amahle and I gave her a death glare "Miss Amahle I would really appreciate it if you could not distract my dancers"  angered seized from my tongue. She just stared at me as the whole stage was silenced because of my presence alone.

She looked down then back up at me with darkened eyes "My apologies Mr. Jackson" she said annoyed. I turned to finish the last segment of the set. I was quite drained from rehearsal and I just wanted to relax. I was so hot, sweaty and irritated. I told the band to enjoy their evening and to be here bright and early for rehearsal they all agreed and left. I was about to leave the stage before LaVelle pulled me to the side.

"Hey Mike I just wanted to apologize for my cousin behavior and attitude, she can be a bit much at times" he awkwardly laughed. I straighten my face towards him "it's fine just keep her in check and like I said don't be distracted by her or she is not allowed back here" I said as I rolled my eyes annoyed. He looked shocked by my response, he opened his mouth to say something but he just walked away.

I kind of felt bad that I took my aggression out of him, but it was his cousin fault, I thought to myself as I walked into my trailer.

Her attitude, her smart ass mouth, those thick thighs and full hips. The way my name just rolls off her tongue with that strong thick Louisiana accent. Her Demeanor and dominating energy compels my attention every time I look at her, I thought as I took my seat on the love seat in my trailer.

I thought about earlier when I pulled her aside, her attitude was just something else. Something about it just made me want to pin her up against the wall and  fuck it all out of her. I felt myself just getting hard thinking about it "damn it" I said underneath my breath. She did it. She has sparked my sexual desires.

I've haven't slept with anybody beside this one young woman who was just a rebound after Diana ended things.

I needed some sexual relief but I just wasn't ready to fuck the first woman I see. I sighed still feeling my hard on. I walked back into the back of my trailer towards the bathroom. I started rambling through all the cabinets. "Shit... I know it's in here somewhere" I felt my erection getting bigger it felt as though I would burst through my pants any second.

"Ah there it is" I pulled out my flesh light, something Marlon had introduced to me back during the victory tour. Basically a "pocket pussy" as my brother would say.

I grabbed my warming lube and headed back to the love seat. At this point I had a full blown erection and I was ready for the release. I pulled down my slacks and briefs all at once to release myself. I groaned as my dick smacked against my stomach.

I grabbed it while placing the warming lube on it. I immediately felt the warm sensation that admitted from it, I could have nutted right then and there but I wanted to let my imagination rock me over the edge. I rubbed my dick some more to let the precum ooze from the tip. "oooo...." I moaned as I gripped the couch cushions.

I haven't masturbated in weeks due to the workload of the tour. But I needed this release and I needed it bad....

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A/N:

Opp...should've put a mature warning but y'all knew what y'all signed up for lol. I hope you are enjoying the story so far.