"Uuugh.." I groan as I fall into bed.
"There are so many people in our house, fuck." I roll over to face Michael. He pulls off his shirt and sits on the bed.
"I'm just glad you're playing nice with the other children." He chuckles.
"Why does everyone look at me as the decision-maker? Like I'm the mom, or something." I rub my eyes.
"Well, you are the oldest of the group, aside from Ashton and me. And I guess you're the most responsible. And technically.. you are a mum." He smiles at me and I smile back.
"These children, I swear.. and my cousin's coming. Another child." I shove my face into the pillow.
"It'll be fun" He laughs.
"Oh, what are we gonna do about the whole alcohol thing?" He says, staring at me.
"Mmmmhmhmmmhm." I mumble into the pillow.
"Oh, that sounds great, you're so smart." Mikey says sarcastically. I lift my head.
"Maybe we just won't have alcohol. Half of the people are under 21 anyway."
"Yeah that's probably a good idea. The other boys won't like it though. You know how much they like their beers."
"Too bad. My house, my rules." I say rolling over, tucking under the blankets.
"Yes mummy." He chuckles as he turns off the lights. He crawls into bed and wraps his arms around my waist.
"You know, if we're quiet-"
"Michael, really?" I turn around to face him. I can see his silhouette shrug.
"Why not?" I can hear the grin in his voice. He grabs my face and kisses me. Slowly moving down to my neck.
"But Mikey, someone might walk in or.. mhm Mikey.. stop.."
"Hmm? What was that?" He murmurs against my skin.
"Uuh.. I uh.. mmmhmhm.." I surrender. The pregnancy hormones have kicked in and I need sex; lots of it. He gets up out of bed and turns on music to hide some noise.
"Mhm Mikey.." I mumble as he runs the tip of his tongue down my neck.
"Won't be needing this." He rips off my shirt and throws it on the floor in the corner. His mouth immediately latches on to the sensitive spot just under my ear. I try to muffle my moan. His hands gently glide their way up my sides, sending shivers through my body.
"Mhmm Mikey.." I open my eyes to see his bright green eyes. I kiss him and roll over so I'm on top of him. I kiss his jaw bone, feeling his scruff on my cheeks. I slowly make my way down his neck, feeling his pulse in his jugular. I get to his collarbone and he wriggles. That's his sensitive spot I smile. I open my eyes to look at him. Our eyes have adjusted to the dark, I can see the lust in his eyes and I just smirk. I continue moving slowly down his body. Carefully hitting all of his weak spots. I get to the waist line of his jeans. I slowly fumble with the button.
"Kage, fuck.." Michael says, obviously pent up and frustrated.
"Mmmkay fine." I quickly unbutton his pants and pull them down. He lifts his butt up off the bed so I could get them down easier. His boxers were straining to contain his raging hard-on.
I slip my hand into his boxers to gently grab his cock and pull it out of the flimsy material. He utters a small groan as I run my fingers up and down the shaft. His eyes are fixed on mine as I slowly lick at the base of the head. I roll my tongue up to the tip and his head falls back onto the pillow. I smile and put the tip into my mouth. I slide my lips further down the length. His hands raise to push my hair out of my face. I try to fit as much of his cock into my mouth as I can, but a few inches of the base couldn't fit. I stroke what can't fit as I pump my head up and down. I look up at his and his mouth is hanging open with his hands on his forehead. His hips start slowly humping upwards to get deeper; he tip of his cock bumping into my tonsils. I try to supress my gag, but I can't help but slightly gag on his cock, making him moan. I slide his member out of my mouth with a slight 'pop' and lick my lips.
As I start to get up, I pull his jeans off completely. He sits up and rolls over on top of me. He pulls my jeans and his boxers off, and lifts my legs so my ankles rest on his shoulders. He goes to grab a condom.
"Oh wait.." He chuckles.
"Yeah, what the fuck are you doing?" I laugh at him.
"Well I'm about to fuck you, any more questions?"
"Nope, proceed." I smile, resting my head back on the pillow.
He lines himself up and pushes in. I moan quietly as I feel him hit my cervix. He pulls almost all the way out, then shoves back in. His thrusts getting harder and faster each time, soon the bed is moving along with us. As he is pounding into me
"Oh fuck Mikey im gonna-" I grip the pillow under my head and my eyes roll back as I climax. He groans as my pussy grips onto his cock. He starts frantically pump into me. His breathing ragged and his eyes forced shut.
"Fuuuck aaaahh.." He groans as he shoots his load deep into my womb. After a few seconds he opens his eyes and smiles at me. Michael leans down to kiss me. He kisses my lips first, then my forehead, then my chest, then my lower stomach. I smile up at him and run my fingers through his hair.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
