Inhumanly Handsome {Muke/Cashton}

You're a f*cking psycho!

An/Jeej update, bit of a hint towards smut in this chapter :p also the ue of 'daddy' so if you don't like it I suggest you stop reading this story. :p 

“You fucking ripped my door off!” Brady screams, I look at the gaping hole and then at Michael, who had thrown the door on the ground.

“Next thing to come off is your HEAD!” Michael snaps at him, I could feel the anger and hate coming off of him.

“You’re a fucking psycho!” Brady yells, then he starts up his car and he drives off.

“Michael!” I sobbed, he untied my wrists and hugged me.

“Sorry I got here so late.” Michael whispers to me.

“How did you know?” I ask him.

“I had a feeling, told you I didn’t trust that guy.” He says to me.

“Hey don’t cry baby, I got you.” He says to me, he buttons my jeans back up and then he puts his hands on my hips.

“Come on, I’ll take you home.” He says, I wrap my arms around his neck to hug him, he simply grabs my thighs and pulls me up, so I wrap my legs around his hips.

“Why d-does this keep happening to me?” I ask him, calming my sobs down.

“Because you’re pretty baby, so so beautiful.” Michael whispers to me, it sounded so sincere and better than being called hot.

“I’m ugly, you’re the pretty one.” I tell him, he laughs and I felt him shake his head as I laid my head on his shoulder.

“Don’t call me pretty.” He mumbles.

“Ok handsome then.” I reply.

“You ok baby? You’re not going to faint?” He asks me.

“M fine. Well I’m not fine but not going to faint.” I tell him.

“I know you’re not fine, but as long as you don’t faint.” He whispers, I feel his cold lips press against my head, his soothing cold hands on my thighs and his cold chest that I was pressed against. Cold, it was the feeling I hated but I loved.

“Mickey?” I ask once I noticed Michael had brought me to his house and to his room.

“Yeah?” He asks.

“Can we cuddle?” I ask him, he shakes his head.

“You sleep baby, I’m not the type to cuddle.” He tells me.

“Please, daddy.” I beg him, the word slipping out. Michael chuckled.

“Knew it was me.” He whispers as he pulls my shoes off and then his and he lies down with me.

“I feel gross.” I tell him, much like the first time but that was all a dream. Michael silently undressed me fully and then pulls a pair of his boxers on me. He changes into some sweats himself and then comes to lie back with me.

I turn to face him and wrap my arms around him, he wraps his around me and it just felt right.

“You screamed for me.” Michael states after a few moments of silence.

“It was the only thing I could think of. You were the only one on my mind.” I admit to him, he tightens his grip on me.

“I’m happy to hear that baby, I’ll always be there to save you. Daddy will always be there for his baby.” He whispers to me.

“Shit.” I mutter as I got hard, it was obvious he felt it because he chuckled.

“Does Luke want Daddy to make him feel good?” Michael asks me, I was slightly ashamed of the whimper that left my body.

“Yes, daddy, please.” I beg him, my voice sounding more like a moan. Michael pushed me onto my back and started kissing down my chest, leaving a hickey here and there. His cold lips felt so good and he looked up at me as he took the band of his boxers between his teeth and pulled them down.

“Shit that’s hot.” I mutter as he slowly kissed up my thighs after pulling the boxers off of me.

“Want Daddy to please you baby?” Michael asks, his cold breath hitting my shaft and again it’s a feeling I should hate but I love it.

“Yes, daddy.” I beg, pulling my bottom lip between my teeth, Michaels eyes snap to my lip and suddenly he was hovering over me.

“What’s that?” He asks, his eyes were filled with lust, his hips grinded down onto me, making me moan and release my lip.

“You got a lipring.” He mutters, I hummed as he grinded on me again.

“Ooooh Daddy!” I moan loudly as he nibbles my bottom lip, grinding down onto me. But as soon as the words came out Michael was off of me and backed up against the wall. His hand covering his mouth, his eye a neon color green.

An/ Michael saved the day, or well night, AGAIN!! Alway there for his baby! Well Well Well you're not into cuddling but 1 word and you're holding Luke? Pfft Michael, can you BE any more whipped? 

Oh Oh, what happened? Took you long enough to notice the piercing, Michael! Why did Michael stop?? WHAT IS GOING ON??