5sos & 1d Smut

Michael: Needy

Walking into a quiet house was never a good thing when your boyfriend was literally the loudest person to ever exist. So naturally when I got home and there was zero noise I immediately got nervous.

"Mikey?" I called out as I walked down the hall and into the kitchen, which was usually where he could be found if he wasn't in the man cave playing video games. So when I saw that he wasn't in there I made my way to living room to find him.

"Michael where are you?" I yelled as I walked through the house looking for him.

The second I entered the living room I was surprised to see my laptop sitting on the small coffee table, but what surprised me more was what was open on my laptop. As I got closer I could see my old Tumblr page staring at me and I let out a gasp, knowing that the only person who could have opened it was Michael.

I quickly dropped my bag to the floor and went over to close the computer but before I could I got a good look at what he had seen. Staring right at was a picture of Ashton shirtless with the caption "get in my pants please daddy" right under it.

Oh my god. He had seen this. And he had probably seen a lot more like it since my old blog was from before I had met Michael, and I had been an Ashton girl.

Just as i was trying to figure out what I was going to say to Michael when I found him I heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind me and I turned to see Michael standing in the doorway of the room, one arm against the doorframe as he leaned against it.

"Michael I ca-" I started to say but he cut me off.

"Why didn't you ever tell me you were an Ashton girl? Or that you have a Daddy kink?" his voice was even as he said it and started walking towards me again.

"It never came up Mikey and I didn't think it was important" the words left my mouth in a jumble as he came towards me and stood right between my legs where I was sitting on the couch, and leaned his face close to mine.

"Are you still an Ashton girl y/n?" he breathed out against my face and smirked to himself.

"You know that I'm not" I whispered as i tried to turn my face away to hide the blush that was creeping up my face "you know that I would never even think of being with someone other than you. Especially one of your best friends"

"That's right baby girl" he said as he grabbed my chin lightly between his thumb and index finger, making me look at him "because he could never fuck you or please you like I can." his lips were inches from mine as he said this and I could feel myself start to get wet from his words.

Before I could say anything else he pressed his lips to mine and gently sucked my bottom lip into his mouth causing a strangled moan to leave my mouth.

As he pulled back I let out a whine and he smirked at me before grabbing my wrist and pulling me up off the couch.

"Strip for me baby girl" he said softly and I had to press my legs together to relieve some of the tension I was feeling. I had never seen Michael like this before and it was turning me on so much more than anything he had ever done.

I slowly reached up to remove my shirt and was pleased to see his eyes completely glued to me and with a smirk of my own I reached behind me and undid the clasp of my bra, letting the straps slide down my arms and to the floor.

"Like that Mikey?" I said trying to sound innocent.

"Ah ah" he said as he stepped closer and used one of his hands to tease my nipple. "That's not my name right now baby girl." he pinched my nipple hard to make a point and I let out a soft whimper as I felt the pressure through my whole body.