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Thank goodness Michael lived alone. Because when he got home that night, he was exhilarated.
He's been living in a townhouse for three years now. It was a struggle to be separated from his two younger siblings— but at least he gained much more freedom, solitude, and independence especially from his father. Sadly this doesn't apply at the workplace since he still has to deal with him every week. But with you around now, your presence alone can outweigh all the stress and trouble.
Never has Michael felt this... fervid in his life. After living through mundane and repetitive days, weeks, months, and years—his body surged and churned as if it discovered this new, indescribable feeling that he hasn't felt in so long. A thrilling feeling way more intense than an orgasm temporarily increasing his dopamine— a massive adrenaline rush coursing in his blood like sky-sprung electricity.
He was completely pussy-whipped.
So this is how it feels to have his first kiss with someone he genuinely likes; drifting in bliss like the universe had imploded. Nothing could even wipe the bubbly, wide grin stretching across his face that it made his cheekbones ache. His heart couldn't stop racing. His stomach couldn't stop twisting and swirling. The excitement, the anticipation. The way your touch felt. How your body felt in his hands. The feeling of your lips melting on his. The smell of your perfume. Discovering a foreign feeling he's never felt before.
