Michael's POV
I was laying in mine and Noah's bed because I was bored.
I heard the door open and saw Noah.
"Michael, can you wear this for me???"
He held up a white skirt.
"Fuck no."
"Please!! It would look great on you!"
"No! Where did you even get it?"
"Not important, but pleaseee! I want to see you in it!"
I shook my head.
"No means no!"
I saw Noah's tail flick.
He gave me that look that I knew meant he isn't giving up and he walked out of the room.
I rolled my eyes.
An hour later Noah started begging me to put it on.
"Please! Please, love!"
I was doing the dishes.
"No. I already told you.."
"I won't leave you alone until you put it on."
I looked at Noah.
He looked at me dead serious.
"Looks like you will be bothering me forever."
He grumbled and walked away.
Later he started pestering me again.
"Please please please please please pleaseee!!"
"Oh my.. Fine!!"
I got up snatched the skirt.
"Put it on here."
I stared at him and sighed.
I took off my shorts and put on the skirt.
"Heres the shirt!"
I grabbed it and took off my shirt.
I put on the shirt Noah gave me
I was embarrassed.
I put my head down while blushing insanely.
"See! You look great!"
He came over to me and kissed me.
He sat on the bed and sat me on his lap.
I could feel his dick poking me.
I moaned softly in the kiss.
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An Undead Pair.(old)
FanfictionSome of these old chapters may be cringe. Just a warning. There is rape in this story so.. Just a little TW there. This story has, angst, fluff, smut. This is an old story and a lot of it/most of it is hella cringe so.. I'm sorry.