Bobby X Micheal

Chapter 4

It is what it is

Bobby POV:

After our kiss, he pushed me onto the bed. I tilted my head back as my hands pushed my torso up, just to see him crawling towards me on the bed. I push myself up and into the headboard as he grabs my wrists and leans into kiss me, I push myself away from him but he doesn't let me. Micheal smirked, his hands moving up to my stomach, teasingly pushing me back onto the bed "Relax, baby. I'm just making sure you're ready for me." He said, his eyes boring into my soul. "R-ready for what?..." I whimper, closing my eyes as my head hits the headboard behind me. His smirk grows as he continues his teasing, his fingers brushing against my sensitive skin. "For what's coming next, sweetheart. Just trust me."

It was difficult for me to deny him what he wanted but I had to. "Micheal...I can't- this is to scary...i-i" He quickly cuts me off "That's part of the fun, isn't it? The anticipation?" He leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "Just close your eyes and feel." At this point I knew he wasn't going to give up, so I just accepted it. His fingers brushed against the bulge between my legs, making me gasp softly. He whispered, unzipping my pants and taking my throbbing cock out, making me moan loudly. "Are you ready for this, baby?"

"Fuck, that feels good, baby. Keep moaning for me." He started thrusting his fingers into me faster, making me squirm underneath him, my walls tightening around his fingers as he fingered me faster. Eventually, the pleasure became to much and he had to slow down. I grab his wrist but he didn't react, so I took it to another level. I close my thighs together, He doesn't budge and so I let out a small groan, trying to get his attention. "m-micheal! stop- Micheal!" I whimper, He pulled his fingers out of me, suddenly stopping the motion that had my legs shaking "Why?" He asked, his voice low and seductive. "i-it was to much- it felt to good..."

'Understood." He leaned down, kissing my neck softly before whispering into my ear. "Don't worry, baby. We'll take it slow and steady, just the way you like it." With that he plunged his fingers back inside me, making me moan loudly. "That's my good boy." He kissed my neck again, this time more firmly, before starting to tease my sensitive tip with his tongue, eliciting a moan from me. "Tell me when you're ready for more, okay?" he whispered seductively, making me want even more and he pulled me from the headboard and into the bed. He unzipped his trousers, revealing his throbbing cock. I didn't exactly measure him but I could probably guess he was about 6.7 inches and probably 3 inchrs thick. I audibly gasped as he positioned himself at my entrance, pushing his wet tip inside me. He continues to push himself inside of me, slowly building speed and intensity, his deep voice rumbling in my ear as he grabs my wrists and pins them above my head. "You look so beautiful. So sexy. You're mine. I cannot wait to watch you come apart in my arms, baby."

After his words I could already feel my orgasm approach, my legs trembling, the sweat dripping from my body and onto the sheets. His large, veiny hands resched down to grab my throat as I groan, my eyes rolling back into my head.

He picks up in intensity, his hips thrusting rhythmically, matching the pace of my moans. "That's it, baby. Come apart for me now. I'm not stopping. I'm gonna make you feel so good that it hurts." I was already feeling overstimulated and I haven't even came yet..yet. "Is my good boy about to cum? is he?" He praises me, with one strong arm, he pulls me against his chest, his other hand squeezing tighter around my throat. I throw my head back "Fuck, baby. You're so close. So close." He leans down, his lips meeting mine in a fierce kiss as he thrusts deeper, harder, seeking my release. I was at my limit, I couldn't control myself anymore as a long, thick string of cum shoots out my dick, landing into my chest as I grip onto his bicep, panting heavily. "Ahh...there it is. Look at you, baby. So fucking beautiful when you cum."

He leans down and kisses my neck. "but I'm still not done with you just yet." He growls in my ear, flipping me into my chest and pulls my hips up against him. With a moan, he leans in closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "Tell me you want it, baby. Tell me you need it." His hips grind against me in rhythm with his words, his cock still buried deep inside of me. I press my face into a pillow, muffling my moans as I sense his orgasm. "Fuck yes!" He groans, feeling me clench around him as i climax one last time. His cock throbs inside me, filling me with his warm cum. His body shudders, and he releases himself into me
. "Fuck, my prince," he collapses next to me, pulling me close and cuddling me. Shhh...it's okay," he whispers, pulling me closer to him. "I've got you." He nuzzles against my neck, kissing my skin softly.

I miss you

Micheal POV:

The clock strikes 4am. "Micheal! Micheal! wake up!" I felt his petite hands shake me awake as I stare at him. He was wearing a blue oodie that covered his entire body. "Yeah-yeah! what's up? what's going on?" I question, feeling like I'm being interrogated..."You need to leave, Micheal! like right now!" He yelled, grabbing onto my bicep as I fell out of bed and onto the floor. "Hey what the hell?!- I'll leave just...just stop screaming, alright?" I try to calm him down as I stand up and wipe myself off. I see bobby grab my things and shove them into
my arms, practically pushing me out of his room. "Bobby, slow down!...what are you doing?" I question him, He's far to small compared to me, so he can't really do anything to me...apart from throwing lamps at me- but that doesn't matter. "...Nothing wrong!" He fires back at me, scowling his eyebrows and attempting to get me out of his room. "Why are you pushing me away? was it because of last night? i-i didn't mean to hurt you-" I begin to go on a rant until he drops to his knees abruptly.

I see him, head in his hands as he silently weeps, Oh god. I let go of my things and I drop to my knees, wrapping my arms around him. "Hey-hey...what's wrong, talk to me..." I say softly, grabbing his chin and making him look at me. His eyes where red and puffy as I frowned at him. "...I didn't tell you b-but...last night was my f-first time..." My heart sank as he said those words- I always thought he did it with Kitty- but!....oh god. "Bobby...i-i didn't know...I thought you did it with Kitty before?" I ask quietly, pondering about what do even fathom next.
"No...w-we just...I'm sorry I didn't tell you!" I quietly shut him up by placing a finger over his mouth. "No, bobby...I'm sorry- I didn't mean to be so rough i-i shouldn't of done that..." I apologize, looking into his blue orbs before he starts to speak again. "I miss her, Micheal." I pause before replying. I knew who he was taking about but...I didn't realize he actually liked her.

Bobby POV:

He stood up, glaring at me as I looked up at him with my doe eyes, I see his fists clench as a wave of panick hits me...why did I say that- "What the fuck?! what the fuck is wrong with you?!" I flinched at his words...his loud voice like a train hitting me- I froze, I didn't know what to say, he's so scary sometimes. "Well!? why the fuck would you say that?!" He continues to yell. "m-micheal...please stop shouting...it's late" I whimper, looking at my knees as he towers over me, screaming loudly.

"Get up! get the fuck up!" He grabs my arm, pulling me off the ground as I yelp out in pain. "Answer me! why would you say that!?" He continues to yell as tears flow out of my eyes. "Micheal! please! i-i didn't mean to say that!" I begin to raise my voice, my entire body shaking. "You still fucking like her! tell me! be completely fucking honest with me!...When I was fucking you...who there you thinking about?!" my heart dropped...I felt like I had to tell him but I was scared...I didn't mean to even say it...I felt a slap across my face as I fell to the floor, I held my cheek.

as I crawled away from him. "Bobby! fucking tell me!" He screams. "i-i...I was th-thinking about kitty! okay!...i-im sorry-" he picked me up by my hood, glaring into my eyes before he slammed me down into the floor, I whince in pain as I land on my face. I see him walk over to the corner on my room, sobbing into his hands...I feel a wave of sadness wash over me as I slowly crawl to him. "m-micheal...please" I whimper in pain as I drag myself over to him, kneeling Infront of him. My phone goes off, I wonder if I should answer it or comfort Micheal. "answer it." he says coldly. I get my phone out, and look at the screen...it's Kitty- it says...it says...I miss you.