Michael Myers Collection

Stuckage

Request: Michael reverse stuckage with a fem s/o

Warnings: NSFW, being stuck, blowjob

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Michael? Stuck? No, never, he'd never let himself be in such a vulnerable situation. Yet, here he was.

The hunk managed to run his fist straight through the dry wall in a fit of rage he now admits was a bit uncalled for.

"Michael? What was that? Are you ok- Michael!" You couldn't help but burst into laughter seeing such a large man with his arms stuck. He wasn't too thrilled to have you laughing at him, but you weren't to thrilled when he yanked his arms back only to have the wall around it start to crumble and crack.

"No! No- let me help you."

You continued to laugh while walking to his aid, placing your hands on his arms to really get a good look at the damage. His arms were coated in drywall dust as well as his face. Even though you were smiling, Michael was far from it.

Might as well make the best out of this situation, huh?

Thankfully, Michael wasn't too close to the wall, enough for you to slip yourself in between him and the damage. This arms stuck right at head-level to you.

A smirk spread across your face.

And Michael didn't like it.

Your hands reached up and pushed his cheeks together as you made those "wittle baby" noises Michael hated. There wasn't much he could do either when you tugged his belt loose, bringing down his coveralls that where already around his waist thanks to a hot day.

When was the last time you've ever seen Michael so vulnerable? Never, and this was probably going to be the only time you'd ever get the chance to be in control fully.

But Michael knew what you were doing the moment you took a firm grasp and began to slowly kiss down his stomach, slowly but surely taking his full length into your mouth.

He was still surprised at your boldness, trying to hold back any noise. That would be a sign of giving in and Michael was NOT going to give you that. He's already giving you something, anyways.

Michael leaned his forehead against the wall in front of him, slowly bucking his hips as you attempt to take him all at once. A hand slowly moving up and down at the base, the other on the back of his thigh, making him clench his jaw.

The sight of you, so tiny beneath him. Looking up at his with lustful eyes and such pretty lips made him cum faster, head back and a guttural growl to accompany it.

He was still a bit tense, trying to catch his breath as you wiped your mouth and pulled up his coveralls once more. Standing up, you knew what was coming to you later when he gave you such a cold glare.

That pretty little smirk and bashful eyelash batting wasn't going to get you out of what was to come the moment he got out of the damn wall.