NoahXMichael Au's<3

Maid AU part 3

Michael's POV:
After yesterday, everything felt so surreal, it didn't feel like this was reality, except it was.

My role switched from being a maid at the Anderson's place to being the famous CEO'S boyfriend. Word took place across the country quick and soon it was all over news.

We were supposed to fly to Bali for a conference meeting, they'd wanted to me and the kids so I was packing.

I hadn't fully moved into Noah's home yet, he said it'd be safer to move in with him so paparazzi wouldn't be following me about. The essentials were at Noah's it was only some bits and bobs that weren't, I told him I'd fully move out when we're back from Bali.

It was ten pm, the kids were asleep but Noah was still working. I knew he was stressed out because he had to finish everything so we could set off tomorrow morning without leaving anything behind. So I decided to go to his office, the lift wasn't working so I had to walk up two flights of stairs.
I knocked on the slim glass door and slowly twisted the knob and walked in seeing him on his chair, his hand in his hair gripping his strands. He looked tired, I could make out his eye bags even though there was barely any light except from his small lamp near his desk.

"Noah?" I whispered

"Come here, mi amor."

I walked over to him as he moved me onto my thigh, holding onto my waist.

"You look worn out, go to sleep." I moved his hand away from his hair and rubbed his knuckles gently.

"I need this to be finished off or it'll become double the amount when we come back." He sighed

I glanced at his computer and leaned slightly forward, moving my self so I was in between his legs, sat on my chair I started to type away. My father had done similar things before he died and I'd watched him because I wanted to be like him. Noah's hands stroked my hips as he layed his head on my back, looking over.

I sent the email off and gave him a kiss.

"You get that stuff?" He asked

"My father did the same, I wanted to be like him and he taught me the different tenses in emailing." I rubbed the the sweat off his forehead.

"You talk about your father a lot but you never say much about him right now." He muttered

"He died, not too long ago." I layed my head on his shoulder

"Oh I'm sorry my baby-"

"It's okay, everyone dies at some point." I whispered kissing him to distract myself from crying

"How did he die?" He asked kissing my forehead

"Springlocked, he made his own sorta suits, animatronics is what they were called. The machinery met up with water and set off while my dad was inside. I didn't know till I went looking for him, till I found him dead in a mass amount of blood."

"That sounds like crazy, I'm so sorry."

"Of course it was, but I didn't care about that. It looked painful, he was probably in pain."

His screams rang in my ears, if only I ran quicker.

"He's better now, all peaceful and away from pain. Don't be sad my love." He kissed me

I nodded and kissed him a few times.
And then suddenly I was pinned against his desk, how mysterious.
I wrapped my arms around him, he tipped me over at the slightest, my leg wrapped around his waist as he bit onto my lip for access, I opened my mouth slowly feeling his tongue explore every part of me, I opened my eyes only for him to do the same, his eyes were a beautiful bright blue, his pupil beating only fit them to shut and kiss me harder, I moaned into his mouth, squeezing my eyes shut gripping him like he was the oxygen I was desperate for. I moved my hand, exploring his body to find his buttons and rushed my way to unbutton them quickly.

"Careful." He said between kisses
He broke the kiss to pull my clothes off and his pants, I looked around to make sure the kids weren't awake. All the lights were off, the door was shut, the only light source was his dim lamp which was barely good enough.
Some people could be afraid, I found it seductive. Thinking about the things he could do to me and I couldn't see it, I could only feel and hear.

It's good to let your eyes rest.

"Can you breathe for me, baby? Hold onto the desk." He tucks my bangs before turning me around.

We'd only fucked once, and I wanted to play.

Turns out we both wanted too.

His hands slowly trailed across my body, his touch set something inside of me and I whimpered at the feeling earning a chuckle, I was getting impatient when I decided to do something.

"Can I be in control?" I asked lifting my head up

He nods in approval, I push him down so he's sat back on his chair, despite the fact I can't see him, I could feel his eyes looking at every part of my body.

Up

Down

Left

Right

I hovered above him, noticing his cock as I got closer before sitting right on top making him groan as I moaned and gripped onto his shoulders. His hands met my waist and I catches my breath quickly before moving. My heart was beating fast it might punch through me, I was smaller than him so he could practically see over my head, I controlled all my stupid sounds which only made his louder.
He moved one of his hand to my cheek, rubbing my cheek gently and pulling my bottom lip down as I let a moan slip.

"Lose control. I want to hear your pretty noises." He whispered against my neck

I moved against him in a faster pace letting my noises slip out and I could feel his smirk. I moved my hand about till I met his neck and bit onto him. His hands wrapped around me tightly and he helped me move before he came inside me. I lifted myself back up and panted before laying on my chest, moving off his dick.

"That help you?" I asked looking up at him and kissing him again

He hummed in response before picking me up. That's when I realized how tired I actually was, he pulled his blazer off me and loosely wore his shirt before walking to our bedroom.

It feels weird calling it "our" but it really is.