5SOS Smut

Thighs • mgc

Source: michaelismycuddlebug.tumblr.com

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Mornings that you woke up with an ache between your thighs you could usually just straddle your boyfriend that would be lying next to you. You would be able to get some help with your soaking heat, maybe even relive some of the hot dream you were having. But today was different, as you woke up with your clit throbbing and Michael was no where to be seen. A small spot of moisture where you soaked the sheets made you moan in annoyance, needing some help with your little 'problem.' Pushing your legs over the side of the bed, you sighed before pulling some red lace panties from your dresser. Throwing on the nearest shirt in sight, which happened to be Michael's Def Leppard band T. Sighing, you pushed open your bedroom door and walked out to the kitchen to grab a cup of tea.

"Yeah man, the shows have been great." You heard your boyfriend's voice from the living room, probably on the phone with one of the boys. It was almost as if you were annoyed, you wanted a cuddle. A kiss, hug. A fuck. But he was lazily sitting on the couch talking to a boy he'd just spent five months non-stop with. Taking in a deep breath, you realize your anger was stupid. He couldn't help talking to them they were his best mates. Hell, he probably even talked for hours about your sex life with them. Whenever they were over you'd always hear Ash talking about his girlfriend and their, from the sounds of it, amazing sex life.

Grabbing a mug from the wooden cupboard, you placed it on the counter before putting a pot on the stove to boil some water. Green tea was your favorite in the mornings, it relaxed you as well as woke you up. You almost jumped out of your skin as you felt a strong arm wrap around you waist. A soft kiss was placed on your head, and you instantly relaxed seeing as it was Michael. Glancing over your shoulder you could see he was still on the phone. From the sounds of the voice on the other line, it was probably Luke. When green eyes met yours a soft smile lit up your boyfriend's face, he mouthed a quick 'morning.' You smiled softly back before slipping out of his arms to grab the water from the stove. Pouring it into the mug, you grabbed a tea bag from the cupboard right above the sink. Turning around you saw Michael retreating back to the couch, bare back turned for you to revel in it's glory. The sight of the long red marks down his skin reminded you of last night, once again heat pooling in your panties. Another deep breath.

Once your tea had soaked you threw the bag before going to sit on the loveseat diagonal from where your red-haired boyfriend sat. Sipping the tea that sat in your hands and watching your boyfriend converse on the phone with Luke when he could be fucking you was getting a little boring. Well, watching Michael doing anything was never boring. The way his shoulder moved when he sighed, or those plump lips when he talked too fast. Green eyes that lit up as they recounted a memory of a show.

Plump lips parted as green eyes trailed down to your hand rubbing circles on your clit. A pink tongue darted out to wet those lips as his eyes trailed up to meet yours. You let out a soft moan as your fingers teased your entrance, shallowly dipping in. Curving one long finger at you, Michael patted his lap. Wanting you to come sit on him. Smirking evilly, you got up and hooked your thumb on either side of your knickers, pushing them down your smooth legs. Straddling one of his thighs, you pressed your forehead to his. After kissing pressing your lips to his, your lips trailed down his neck. Curling your fingers in the short hair on the back of his neck, you slowly sucked a spot into his collar bone. One of his large hands held his cell phone, the other carefully trailing down your back. A flood of heat rushed between your legs, a small wet spot on his jean becoming apparent.

"Yeah, Perth was really fucking amazing," Michael sighed into the phone. More chatter from the other line. With your knees digging into the couch, you slowly rubbed your wet heat across Michael's rough jeans. The friction was mind blowing, a small moan coming from the back of your throat. Rubbing yourself back and forth across his thigh, your steadied yourself with his bare shoulders. Your head fell into the crook of his neck as your pumped your hips, looking for releasing. Mikey's thumbs rubbed circles into the skin just under the hem of his borrowed shirt, easing you toward your release. Quickly moving his phone from his ear, Michael hit the 'mute' button on the call he was in. "Does my little slut like that?" He asked, eyes trailing down your body. "Does kitten like getting herself off on Daddy's thigh?" Nodding furiously, you rubbed your throbbing heat once more across the rough material of his skinny jeans. Your clit begging for attention, so you reached down in order to rub yourself in small circles. Mikey growled under his breath, slapping your hand away from your throbbing core. Replacing your fingers with his larger ones, you moaned at the contact of his cold skin. The red-haired boy sent you a quick look before taking Luke off mute. "Sorry mate, Y/N needed something." With one hand he stilled your erratic hips, motioning for you to spin around and lean your back against his chest.

Once you had done just that, a large hand settled above your heat. He spreading your legs, making you put the heel of your feet on the glass coffee table in front of you. Michael spread your fold with two fingers, spreading your wet heat across the rest of your pussy. Once again fingers were shallowly teasing your entrance, hips bucking as you threw your head back against his shoulder. Pumping one finger into your throbbing sex, you had to bite into the palm of your hand to resist from moaning at the top of your lungs. With his thumb rubbing your clit and finger arching towards your g-spot, you knew it wasn't long before he would come. Michael pumped another finger into your throbbing heat, your jaw dropping open as another moan sounded in the air. Placing his phone between his shoulder in ear, Michael shoved his hand over your mouth. Clenching around his fingers, the green-eyed boy could that you were going to come soon. A few more arks of his fingers and you were in total euphoria, your breath coming fast and hard.

"So you think it's fun to get Daddy all horny while he's on the phone with his friends?"

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