michael myers oneshots

just for you..

(trigger warning!- sexual content)
"Your mama says I'm a fool, And yeah, maybe that's true 'cause I can't stop thinkin' 'bout you"
Love is a Bitch - Two Feet
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You sat in your bed waiting patiently and slightly nervous as you waited impatiently for Michael to arrive. You adjusted the strap on your shoulder for what seemed like the hundredth time at the last minute. You looked down at yourself in your black lingerie and grinned regaining your confidence as you imagined the look on Michael's face once he saw you in this outfit, needy and waiting for him.

At the beginning of your relationship, Michael and you didn't as much as hold hands with one another, as he hated physical contact. But soon after a couple of months he slowly grew to enjoy the light touches here and there.

Eventually, for your first anniversary, you and Michael shared your first night, and he did not disappoint. For a man with no experience who had not even held hands with another woman, he was irreplaceable in bed. He was also definitely not lacking in size as in all his 8-inch galore.

After that day you and him shared many late nights in bed. Michael had the stamina of a rabbit and loved hearing your breathy moans and the feel of your nails scratching his back when you came around him.

As much as you both enjoyed it, you both held some pretty busy lives. Michael went out every day to go find Loomis and Laurey, while you went to work every day. You would spend the rest of your evenings trying to finish your college homework. It was safe to say that you both were too exhausted to even think of moving a leg.

Because of this, you two hadn't shared a night in weeks, and you were feeling needy. So much so you couldn't help bringing out your old toys to fill the void of Michael being gone, but nothing could compare to Michael's warm body on top of yours filling you up to the point of tears, and his soft caresses and peppered kisses he would leave on your body after you two were done.

So, last night you decided to stay up extra late and finish your homework for the rest of the weekend. You had this weekend off from work for board meetings in the building with all the CEOs of different companies. Today you had cleaned up the entire house and went out to the mall, an hour's drive from Haddonfield, and bought the sexiest black lingerie you could find. When you made it home and put it on, you knew without a doubt that Michael would be all over you like a child in a toy store.

You had showered, shaved every crevice of your body, lotioned up everywhere, and sprayed the perfume that Michael liked the best. You did a dark look for makeup and curled soft sexy waves through your hair.

You were now sitting in your freshly washed bed sheets, with your black stiletto heels and tight lingerie, waiting for Michael to walk through that door and give you what you had been longing for.

You were re-adjusting your strap once more until you heard the familiar heavy boot footsteps echo through the hallway leading up to the bedroom; your heart raced.

You stood up from the bed as Michael opened the door at the same time.

Michael froze, his eyes scanned up and down at your almost bare body. You grinned slowly at his reaction, with the courage you newly gained. You were walking slowly one heeled step in front of another, making a show with your hips. Michael watched your every move until you were right in front of him.

You tilted your head up to meet his gaze, and slid your hands up his chest, feeling his heart's rapid beat under your palms and fingertips.