yo so these are gonna be smutty as frick bc that's what im feelin rn hah but yeah and probably pretty long so ;-)
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Michael:
The tour had just ended, and Michael was finally flying home to celebrate his birthday with you. Tired from traveling, he just wanted a small, quiet evening with just you and maybe the boys.
It was different for you though. Three months took a toll on you. Three months where only you and your hand could relieve some of the sexual frustration you had suffered without Michael. What you had planned for his arrival was much different that what he expected.
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Slowly, Michael unlocked the front door and stepped inside the house quietly. It was late and the last thing he wanted to do was wake you. Making his way up the stairs, he entered his room and his jaw dropped.
"Baby," he muttered. There you were, laying on the bed with nothing but one of his Metallica t-shirts and thigh highs.
"Happy birthday, Michael," you whispered seductively. "You've been gone too long, baby; I've missed you. Come here," you told him. Michael walked over and knelt in front of your wet core.
"Wet for me, baby?" he asked, a smirk forming upon his lips. Nodding, you gasped suddenly when Michael's tongue came in contact with your dripping center. "F-fuck, I missed you, baby," you moaned, bucking your hips against his mouth. "It's okay, kitten, let go; I want to taste you," he hummed, making you tingle.
After you'd finished, you flipped Michael over and kissed him roughly. "It's your birthday, Michael, let me make you happy." Sucking gently on his neck, you palmed him through his jeans and felt him squirm underneath you. You unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down his legs, along with his boxers. Taking his length in your hand, you slowly stroked him and crawled atop of him, lining him up at your entrance.
"This is my present to you," you whispered, and you slowly lowered yourself onto him. After getting over the initial shock of being dominant with Michael for once, you began to roll your hips and grind against him. Letting out a loud moan, Michael grasped your hips with his hand tightly, leaving little bruises.
"Can you go faster, kitten?" Michael moaned. Letting out a gasp as you felt yourself tightening around Michael, you moved your hips faster; Michael's lips parted and he held you even tighter as he began to climax. Moaning his name, you slowly released onto Michael and he did the same a few seconds later. Breathlessly, you flipped down on the bed next to Michael and cuddled into his side. "Happy birthday, Michael. I love you," you told him, kissing his chest. He pressed his lips to your temple. "I love you too, Y/N."
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anna what the fucK
the kids are reading this
oh well
enjoy horndogs ashton's part is coming soon :-)
-anna x
