5sos Imagines

Netflix M.C (Part 3)

"Why'd you bring her?" You mumbled against Michael's chest.
"I don't know..." Michael sighed, running his hand through your hair.
"Michael,"
Once you guys had gotten back to Michael's house he had fucked you into oblivion. Never had you expected to fuck your best friend the way you had. The way his face contorted as he thrusted into you. His heavy pants and neck kisses driving you insane. The way he called you kitten just hit a new level of excitement for you.
He knew everything you liked, everything you loved. Also everything you needed. And he knew just the perfect way to use all of it on you amazingly.
You now laid there. Naked, sweaty bodies a tangled together. Every time he breathed in your head would rise and vice versa when he breathed out. You had wished you could've stayed in this moment forever. But at the same time you wanted him to fuck you again.
"I thought maybe by bringing Katie you'd get jealous and come to me." He muttered dumbly. "It's ridiculous i know but i just needed to touch you again."
He ran his thumb over your cheek, coming down to your lip softly brushing against it. A subtle sigh fell from your lips at the feeling of his damp skin moving against yours.
"You needed to touch me?" You giggled.
"Yeah," he sighed. "You're just so beautiful [Y/N]."
"Am i now?" You question.
"The most beautiful girl i've ever laid eyes on." He smiled as you looked up to him. "Now, kitten." He paused. Watching the lust flicker over your eyes at the pet name. "When we left the boys earlier you said you love me."
"Yes." You chocked out with a small nod.
"That's a good thing." Leaning down Michael's lips brushed against yours. "Because i love you too."
Mikey deepened the kiss by lifting your chin with his pointer finger. His teeth grazed over your bottom lip. Tugging on it slightly before releasing it. Your breath hitched in the back of your throat at the sensation. A small blush creeping up on your cheeks.
"Are you gonna fuck me again?" You giggled like a little school girl at your words. Staying hopefully that yes indeed he was going to fuck you again.
"Is that what you want?" He asked.
"Mm hm," you hummed against his lips.
Reaching down Michael brought you onto his lap. Your legs on either side of his body, straddling him. Your hands were flat on his chest as you stared down at him. You couldn't help but giggle which Michael did too.
"Tell me, kitten. What else do you like?" He asked raising an eyebrow.
"Lots of teasing." You whispered.
"Teasing. Huh," he said sounding shocked.
Sitting up Michael held onto your waist so you wouldn't fall. His face now only inches from yours. His lips curved into a devilish smile that made your core ache. Leaning into you his lips were right under your ear, his breathing hot and heavy, the words he spoke crystal clear.
"Lay down." He ordered.
Quickly you two swapped places. The warm spot on the bed where Michael had been laying felt amazing against your cool damp skin. He sat between your legs admiring your body in front of him. His fingertips ghosted over your thighs encouraging little sighs to tumble from your lips.
Spreading your legs he then continued to lay between them. Looking up at you with hooded eyes he placed a kiss to your inner thighs. Aimlessly tossing his hands upward he began massaging your breasts. Occasionally tweaking your nipple to make you wither under him.
Kisses were trailed up and down both of your thighs. Michael totally ignoring where you needed him most. As he neared your heat finally you muttered under your breath begging him to do something.
"I wanna hear you scream my name kitten. I wanna hear your pants, moans and whimpers while i eat you out." He said.
"Mikey," you whimpered.
"That's a good kitten." He cooed.
Michael placed his nose just above your slit. Every breath he took he exhaled out over your wet core making you shiver. His tongue snaked out of his mouth delving into your folds. Your hands instinctively tangled in his hair. Pulling on it tightly.
Bucking your hips you prayed for him to do more. He was giving the littlest bit of attention to your clit as possible. Just enough to have you squirming.
Shaking his head he buried his face in your heat. His tongue lapped at your clit quickly. Grazing it with his teeth now and then. Loud moans erupted from the back of your throat. The pleasure making you unable to form words.
"Use you words kitten." He mumbled. The vibrations coursed through your body, eyes shutting tightly.
"Fuck Michael!" You whimpered.
Michael slipped a finger into your heat unexpectedly. The feeling of his finger stretching you out made you moan. Your back arched off the bed, body twisting and legs clamping around his head.
"Legs open kitten." He tsked. You didn't budge.
Removing his finger and mouth from your heat. Your body relaxed back into the bed. Whines and pants leaving your lips. Michael had an arm on either side of you keeping you locked in his path. The usually bright green eyes dark and filled with lust.
"I thought you were gonna be a good little kitten." He purred. Taking the finger that he had just fingered you with, he brought it up to his lips licking it clean of your juices. "Because you taste so good. But if you aren't going to behave-"
"I will Mikey please i will!" You cried.
"I don't know..." He paused.
"Please Michael!" You screamed.
"That's what i wanted to hear kitten." Michael winked.
Opening your legs as wide as you could you sighed. Michael quickly got back to work. Spreading your folds with his fingers. His tongue vigorously licking at your clit. You could feel your wetness starting to drip. But before it could get far enough to drip onto the bed Michael would happily lick you clean.
Your clit began throbbing and you could feel your walls staring to clench. Your stomach was tightening and you did your best not to move. Michael was whispering dirty things only bringing you closer to your orgasm.
"Should i let you cum kitten?" He asked now using his thumb to slowly rub your clit.
"Y-yes." You mumbled.
"Are you sure? Do you think you've been a good kitten or no?" He smirked. Your core twitching at the pet name.
"I-i-i've been a good kitten Michael!" You scrambled for your words.
"I don't know." He cooed. "You didn't listen at first."
"I'm literally d-dripping Mikey." You groaned.
"I know it's fucking sexy." He pressed harder on your clit.
"I'm gonna cum!" You cried.
Just before you were about to fall over the edge Michael removed his thumb from your clit. Your body shook and twisted as you slowly started backing away from your high. Moans along with Michael's name mixed with a few profanities fell from your lips.
"Fucking asshole!" You growled.
"I'm sorry but i couldn't wait to fuck you any longer." He stated.
Teasingly he rubbed the tip of his cock up and down between your wet folds. Your eyes fell shut with pleasure as he quickly thrusted into you. His hands were tight on your hips. Pulling on them to meet his every thrust. Both of you were a moaning mess.
"You pussy feels fucking amazing kitten. You have no idea." He moaned.
"Oh my god." You panted.
"You like dirty talk don't you." He growled while pounding into you.
"Uh huh." You nodded.
"You're such a good kitten. They way you came in front of all our friends." He started. "When you squirted you drenched your pants. In front of all of them kitten."
"M-Michael!" You moaned.
"Than you asked me to rub your clit. You dirty little girl." His hand came down and started rubbing your clit again. "Just like i am now."
"Faster." You mumbled.
Snaking his hands under the small of your back Michael pulled you up. Your chest collided with his, your sweaty bodies sticking together. He began nipping and sucking on your neck. The newer angle was deeper hitting you in all the right places. Every time he thrusted up the tip of his cock hit your g-spot causing your head to fall back.
"That feels so good." You muttered.
"I know everything you like." He whispered in your ear. "Because i love you." He panted in between thrusts.
"I love you too Mikey." You whispered back barely audible.
Your legs began to trembling. Your high quickly reproaching, everything started feeling like jello. Michael's thrusts became sloppy indicating he was close himself. Reaching down between your bodies you began rubbing your on clit. Both of you crashing into your highs at the same time.
Your walls clenched around Michael as his movements ceased. Milking his orgasm while he planted kisses all over your face and neck. Slowly he pulled out, your heat still slightly pulsing around him. Your body collapsed into his arms due to your 4th orgasm of the night. Your eyes felt heavy and you were completely spent.
"That's never gonna get old." You chuckled.
"Calling you kitten is the sexiest fucking ever." He admitted.
"It is to me too." You blushed burying your face in his chest. "I'm really tired." You yawned.
"Well lets get some sleep. That way we can have round 3 in the morning." He winked.
"After night maybe we can wait until tomorrow afternoon." You laughed.
"I think by the time we get up you'll be up to it," he kissed your forehead. "Kitten."
"Jesus you know how to work me don't ya Clifford." You gushed pecking his lips.