Michael's POV
"Manny, you're cheating again! Nooki, did you see that? He's cheating!"
"And you're acting like a baby! Cheat if you can!"
She sticks out her tongue at me and splashes me with a balloon filled with water.
"Hey! You're cheating, too! I wasn't prepared!"
"That's your problem, not mine, maatje!"
And she ran away laughing, her golden hair shining under the sun, like a goddess, beautiful and proud.
I grab my water filled balloons and follow her.
"Hey, Nooki! You forgot something!"
She turns around.
"What?"
Big mistake, baby!
"I'm the king of water balloon fights!" I yell, throwing two balloons at her in rapid succession.
They both hit her fully in the chest. I literally see her nipples hardening at the contact with cold water. And a certain part of me starts hardening, too.
"Ha, ha, ha! Nooki, you got tricked!" laughed Manny and came over to high five me.
"Manny, can you fill a new batch of balloons for round two? I'll just pop in the house to change my shirt."
"Sure thing, Michael!"
I make a bee line after Anouk and catch up with her in the bathroom, where she is trying to give herself the daily shot.
"Let me do that", I say to her and make her sit on the washing machine. "Lie back and relax, baby."
I manage to give her the insulin shot without a hitch. It makes me proud to know I can do a few things for her, to make her life easier and safer. She's lying there and her wet T-shirt is almost transparent.
"You're beautiful, Nooki", I say, feeling my throat parched.
"You're handsome, too. You look good when you don't try that hard to look sharp. When you're laid back and...yourself."
"And you're the only one who can see me like this, Nooki. Nobody else has ever seen me like this...In this, you are my first. The first woman to see the true nakedness of me."
I speak from my heart. And I mean it. Lisa never saw me like this. I always lowered the blinds and turned off the lights when I was with her. I'd always wake up before her, get dressed and fix my makeup. But with Nooki it feels natural to let her see my skin and face the way God, illness and a few plastic surgeries made them.
Her eyes travel down my body.
"You are horny", she says with a smirk.
"I can almost see your boobs, girl. Can you blame me?"
"Where is Manny?"
"Filling up more balloons with water."
She bites her lip and takes off her wet T-shirt.
"Then we must be quick about it."
I bend right over her and hook her legs around my waist, while kissing her deeply. The taste of her mouth and the warmth of her body arouse me completely. Her hands fumble with my zipper and effectively pull me out of my boxer briefs. I moan aloud in her mouth as she starts stroking me with one hand, while pushing my pants down my hips with the other.
"Damn! That's the second time in a row in the bathroom", she whispers against my lips. "But I don't want you silent this time. I want you to curse and moan and scream my name."
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Behind The Mask
FanfictionShe doesn't care that he is the King of Pop. He doesn't care that she keeps rejecting him. Because behind the mask there are feelings hidden, stifled, condemned to be left without expression. But nobody can wear a mask forever...can they?