Michael Afton x Reader Smutshots

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+praise & degrading
+pet names
+a bit of begging
+creampie once again
+aftercare!!!!♡♡♡♡
+softdom because i am incapable of comprehending sexual pain tbh

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"tired, bunny?" he said, that dark purple tie not off of his collar, only a small soft whimper came out of her and a tighter grip at Michael's brown hair. "haha" he chuckled, "if you're tired you could just say so, I'm not gonna force you, baby, you know that" he gently rubbed her left thigh. y/n shook her head in disagreement, the last thing she wants right now is for him to stop, he's eating her out so good, like a chicken animatronic eating pizza and garbage, not like she's ever seen one before.

"okay, now" he spoke. "i won't stop" she let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding. "but, tell me how many time you've came" now how the fuck would she know? all she knows is her hot and sexy british boyfriend working a minimum wage job in his dad's pizzeria is eating her like he's on death row and this is his last meal. "... 7..?" she guessed, lucky number, right? "oh bunny, my poor bunny" Michael's husky voice teasingly opened up. her thighs shook once again, as Michael's thumb gets closer and closer to her wet sloppy entrance. "when I was 'blowing your back' as you might call it, I fully expected you to keep in count, so you can't even be a good slut without having me tell you to be?" her jaw dropped in response, before she could even squeak out an answer, two long fingers plunge into her hole, making her gasp at the feeling.

"you do like that, don't you?" he asked. "y-yeah" she answered weakly. "then moan for me, cmon, I know my slutty bunny can let out all her honey-like moans" he teased with his words. the tv only showed static, Michael's vampire show had finished airing and the light from the screen illuminating this chiseled jaw, sweat dripping from his temple and chin glistening with her cum. the excruciatingly slow movement on his fingers makes her moan in protest, only for Michael to chuckle for an answer.

"ah.. I see how it is" Michael pumps his fingers faster and harder, also pressing his thumb and draws circles around her clit, a stark contrast to what he was doing before. "mpph- hahhh-! wait-!" her hands quickly reached down to wrap around her lover's hands and squeeze it tightly, but then, he stopped. "I thought you wanted that, no?" panicked, she nods her head, trying to communicate a 'yes, I wanted it! I do!'. "yeah? yeah, you don't want it?"  she panicked again, immediately shaking her head as a protest "oh okay" he teased, pulling his fingers a little bit away from her. panicked again, she blurted out a whimper. "n- no, I want it, please" she begged "atta-girl" he praised, but instead of pushing his fingers back in, Michael pulled them out entirely, earning a protest-moan.

"close your eyes" he demanded. "what..?" "I said... close your eyes" to avoid more trouble, y/n closed her eyes, waiting and anticipating for anything to happen. Michael slammed his thick cock into y/n's wet dripping hole, making her writhe. not wasting anytime, Michael's hips plunges into y/n's with no mercy.

sweat dripping from every surface of their body; the smell of romance and arousal filling the small apartment living room and  the sound of wet skin slapping overshadowed by loud creaks of the old sofa from Michael's old childhood home; welcomes the ever growing knot forming in both Michael and y/n's rubbing stomach. moans, mewls, whimpers, whines; and huffs and puffs of hot breathes escaping their crashed plump red lips, hushing each other in a passionate kiss. "ahh, d'ya like that? hm? you like me fucking you numb, huh? you want me to breed you, to fill that little uterus of your with my cum. letting me fuck you raw, does the thought of you getting pregnant for me turn you on? i bet it does, stupid slut. i know you want me to fill you up, so full. shh—ah~.. bunny~~".

"m- m- michael~... I'm gonna- haahh~.." y/n's hole clenches in a pattern around Michael's twitching cock, signaling the inevitable peak of pleasure y/n is going through. "you're gonna cum, bunny? do it then. come" and just like folding a toothpick, she snapped, covering Michael's cock with her sweet arousal, squeezing Michael, turning the prefrontal cortex of his brain into mush, cumming just after she did. Michael pumps his hips, riding out both of their high. Michael pulls out his softening cock, witnessing white and clear liquid spilling out of her pulsating hole. Michael pushed his head down to start licking the liquids right from his sweet lover.

"why.. did you call me bunny?" y/n asked, curious, he never had any affiliation for an animal, let alone a bunny. "i don't know, i just.. well bunnies are cute, and i think.. you're cute" he teased. "ah shut up-" before she could finish her sentence she choked, still sobbing, even though the sex is over. "ah- wait here!" Michael exclaims, running up from the sofa and goes to the kitchen. y/n has no more energy, not more than to sit up only to slouch down the sofa. Michael comes running back with two bottles of water, opening one and giving it to her. y/n happily accepts the water, downing the whole bottle as Michael giggles at your enthusiasm.

"by the way, you were right. you came 7 times".

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AHA! I FOUND ANOTHER ONE