Jackson Imaginez / One Shots

What You Heard About Us

Michael's POV

They think she's a slut for all the bodies they think she got but they are all lies ...

They think I'm a killer for all the times the cops have dragged me out of our home for no reason ...

They think we've stolen everything we own because we own the most fanciest things in town ...

Fancy cars, beautiful green grass , driveway is always illuminated with big, bright beautiful colors ...

Fancy clothing that are all name branded ..

Understand that we both have worked very hard for what we own but what would they know about that when all they do is sit and judge ?

We almost never leave the house because we've grown tired of the stares and the disrespect name calling .

All that matters is that we are in love ...

"Michael?" I hear my fiancé , Priya call out for me . She walks into the living room in my Hanes briefs and a red crop top and white Nike socks. Her hair is thrown up in a messy bun and she looks tired like she's woken up from a nap...

"What's up, baby?" I turn away from my  MacBook and my eyes wander all over her body as I bites my lip at her beautiful self.

Her eyes fall on my shirtless torso she smiles softly at me. She comes closer him to straddle me.

I wrap my arms around her small waist and she softly pecks my neck for a while.

"Do you ever think about what people might be sayin bout us out there?" She whispers in my ear and I look to the window .

"No . If I did , I wouldn't be able to live comfortably in my own home that I built and worked hard for ." I tell her and cup her face.

She looks at me and stays silent .

"Do you think about what those people might be sayin bout us ?" I ask her back.

"Sometimes...It just gets worse day by day." She looks down.

All I can do is stare at her because I know she's right. It's always been easier for me to ignore the town then her. She's more sensitive to those things than I am. I'm used to it because I've been ridiculed and made fun of my whole life but she hasn't.

"Is this my fault?" I blurt out.

"Of course not!" Her eyebrows narrow at me.

"I love you but—"

"I love you too, Michael. That's why I'm going through this with you." She throws her arms around my neck and pulls me in for a kiss.

I use my tongue earning a sweet moan from her.

My hands go down to massage her wide hips and lower to thick thighs.

My hands slither into the briefs and rub her clit slowly and steadily. 

Her breath hitches on my mouth. I smirk at the way I made her melt under my touch. I draw my head in to suck her bottom lip and let it bounce back.

I rub a little faster and she throws her head back in pleasure .

I turn us over on the couch so I'm on top and quickly slip off the briefs to insert two of my fingers in her.

I pump her gently and let my other hand reach up to crawl into her crop top and massage her left breast.

She plays with my hair and her breathe gets heavier and heavier as I curl my fingers up.

I go down and suck on her clit.

I fuck her with my tongue at a very fast speed.

She tries to close her legs but I pry them open and hold her down.

When she lets go on my tongue, I get up and start stroking myself through my pants that I soon began to remove.

She giggled when she saw me remove them and started to play with herself.

She was excited.

I get on the couch and take her hand to put it to my mouth so I couldn't suck on them while looking into her beautiful light brown orbs she has for eyes.

After, I tapped my dick on her entrance making her whine because of her sensitivity.

I then slide myself in her and run her slit while doing it so she can adjust to my length. 

"Yes, Michael !" She moans and grinds herself against me.

I love it when she puts in work from the bottom.

As I'm panting, lift her leg and grab her waist so I could put in more work.

I bit my lip from all the movement that was happening.

A little after, she began clenching around my dick.

"That's it baby girl." I tell her.

She smiles and holds onto my arms, gritting her teeth.

"I'm bouta-"

She whispers loudly before squeezing her legs together tightly and pulls me down on her.

I embrace her from behind and leave tender, wet kisses on her neck.

"I don't know what they heard about us, but we are in love." She says before yawning and falling asleep.

I smile in her neck.