CRINGEY ASS FICS FROM GRADE 5 (read disc)

7MIH

Hey guys! its Sam so here are some quick important details to the story!

Setting: Party (one of mikes friends)

3rd person POV

Everyone was sitting in a circle. People were each going around and picking partners to play "seven minutes in heaven" two people had finished their time and they came out of the closet looking flushed.

"okay so whos next?" Marc asked. Everyone looked at Michael who had a grin spread across his face as he gazed across the room. He was looking at Henry Emily's oldest neice, Nora. When she got up he gently grabbed her hand and brought her to a dark closet and didn't lock the door behind him.

The two stepped into the closet and the lights shut off.  Nora sat down on the floor with her back against the wall, he got on his knees and crawled onto her carefully. Michael pulled out a lighter and turned it on. He smiled and looked her up and down. Nora tried to appear as if she wasn't amused.  Though she was screaming on the inside. He grabbed a little candle and lit it up, He sat it down on the floor next to them.

"Shall we get started?" He said flirtatiously,  He put her hair behind her ear and sighed. He blew out the candle but they could still see. It was silent for a moment. Nora suddenly felt him kiss her neck, he was gentle with her. She sighed with pleasure as a she slowly stroked his hair with her right hand.

"You like that, don't you?" He snickered. Michael ran his left hand down Nora waist as he started biting on her neck.

"Mike.. please be careful." Nora whispered. he nodded and started gently pecking again. She let out a quiet sigh once again, His grip on her waist tightened. she looked down at his hand and tilted her head.

"Is this okay?." He asked politely. That's what was so special about him, no matter how much you try to seduce him he won't do anything without consent. She nodded slowly, he put his right hand on her shoulder and pulled her closer  as he kept going. Nora could hear his heavy breathing next to her neck.

"vocal aren't you?" He whispered. He paused and took a second to think about his next move. His mind suggesting things that were too much for their age. But he immediately ignored those thoughts. Well he tried to.

"Your 16." Nora whispered with an ironically-upset tone. He looked at her and grinned. He was intimidating but kinda in a good way?.. he listened to the silence as he gazed into a point in the room.

He looked back at Nor and told her to turn her back away from the wall so nothing was behind her. She carefully did, just then Michael grabbed both of her wrists and pinned her to the floor, straddling her left leg. He began going at her neck again. Nora drowned in his warm breath, the sounds of his breathing and the smell of his hair. Michael whimpered and raised his shoulders as he turned his head closer to her neck. He praised Nora as he did so. This was his way of showing how much he loved and trusted Nora. Randomly kissing her, hugging her body so close to his, the way he gently pinned her to the floor.
All of that was to tell Nora she was his and he was hers.

M POV.
She was so perfect like this, down, vulnerable and beautiful. Exposed, pure. Just for me. My arousal grew as the seconds went by, she was a killer. She could make my knees weak within secondss.

The sounds of Michael's praises and breathing filled the room. Nora turned her head away from Michael, to get his attention.  He paused, he brought his head up and tilted it slightly. She didn't bother to say anything.

"Is something wrong?" He asked, looking at her curiously. She refused to respond. She wanted to play with his mind. Michael's grip on her wrists loosened, then tightened again. Her eyes widened. She turned her head back to him, like a deer in the road.

His hands, that were wrapped around ___ wrists slowly glided upwards. Before his fingers interlocked with hers. She brought up her left knee slightly, not even bothering to realize it had been chafing Michael's Inner thigh.
Suddenly, Michael felt that oh so familiar stiffness building up. His eyes opened, and widened with realization and fear. He separated his lip's from hers and rolled his head slightly downwards.

"Fuck." He whispered as his shoulders grew higher. He whined softy. His quiet moans only aroused her more. Michael gripped tighter onto her hands. Then pulled his left knee inwards. Her eyes snapped closed. She looked up at him arched her back slightly. She rolled her head backwards as Michael tried not to initiate in his pants. Michael kissed her once more before hearing his best friend's footsteps move towards the closet.

"Seven minutes is up!" He yelled from outside. Nora gave Michael a look, as if to communicate he had to get up. Suddenly, Marc  swung the door open. He froze in shock when he saw Michael on top of her, while he was panting like a dog. Marc didn't need any explanation, He knew. Michael looked at Marc and smiled tilting his head. He Let go of her hands. She nervously sat up. Marc retreated from the doorway and went back to the group. Michael laughed quietly and went close to her ear.

"Thank you." He whispered. He left the closet without a single stress in the world. Nora trailed behind with bad posture. Everyone stared in silence.