Mother fvcking feels

Thighs // michael clifford

Hey guys!! I haven't really been getting ideas about what I should write, but while I'm writing, I figured I would still treat you guys. So here is some smut because who can pass that down amirite??? Lol anyway, enjoy!

Credit to : hoodiecliffxrd

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She loved kissing Michael. In fact, if there were anything in the world she could do forever, it would be kiss him. There was something that felt so special about the way his fingers gripped her hips, how one hand would brush up her arm and cup her jaw as his mouth left hot trails smeared on her neck. Not only was it special and emotionally charged, it was hot as hell.
He moaned against the base of her throat as she raked her fingers through his silky hair. The red colour was bright and almost neon against his translucent skin, and was faded brown under, the roots the giggle-worthy blonde he'd always fret about when they showed. She threaded her hands through the strands and gasped when he tugged the neckline of her flimsy shirt down to lick a hot stripe down her chest.
"F-fuck, Mikey, we have about - fuck! - half an - shit, right there - hour, before the boys come back and I-" she broke off into a loud moan when he shoved his leg between her thighs, pulling her even closer (if that were possible) and smirked against her collarbone when her hips jolted against him urgently, eyes closed as sweat beaded at her hairline.
"What was that, baby girl?" He asked smugly, as she let out a needy moan, sick of this only being for her pleasure and opted for sucking sloppily on his throat, grinding her aching center desperately into his leg. "I don't think we have enough time for me to fuck you, as much as you know I'd love to..." he moaned desperately. "I'm so fucking hard for you, baby, fuck, get off on my thigh, yeah? Wanna see you come, you're so fucking hot..."
His voice was low, growling as he moaned inbetween his words, breathlessly grunting as she just gasped against his shoulder with her fingers pulling at his hair. Which, admittedly, stung a bit, but it was the good kind of hurt.
As Michael whispered more and more filthy words into her ears, she felt herself reach her peak and came loudly, gasping and shuddering in his arms as he held her hips and rocked them against him, pushing her through it as she whimpered and pressed her thighs against the sides of his.
"T-too much," she squeaked gently when the sensitivity got to her, and he grunted when her pushing away resulted in her hip brushing against the tented front of his skinny jeans.
"Sorry," he murmured the apology, just as they heard the door to the hotel room open.
"Honey, I'm home," Calum called out teasingly, and Y/N frantically pushed herself up from the couch and petted down her messy hair, while Michael crossed his leg over his knee to hide his erection and flattened his own neon locks.
They obviously weren't good at hiding, it, though, because as soon as Ashton walked in, he took a single look at the two, and groaned. "Guys, really? We were gone, what, half an hour? You two fuck like rabbits," he grumbled and tossed his phone on the pouf.
"We didn't fuck," Y/N objected lamely, while Michael smirked and kept quiet, slinging an arm around her shoulders and pulling her towards him.
"Whatever," Luke rolled his eyes. "Hey, Cal, pass me my phone charger..."
As Calum and Luke engaged into an argument on how lazy Luke was, and with his bread-sticky limbs ( "Fuck you, Calum! I'm not a fuckin' breadstick!") he could reach halfway across the room and get his own charger, Michael let his lips ghost across the shell of Y/N's ear, and she shivered.
"Suck me off later?" He offered in a low, unbelievable seductive voice. "Only if you want," he assured not two seconds later, always wanting his girl to be comfortable and okay with anything the two did, in or out of the bedroom.
Y/N shivered again, nodding helplessly, reduced to jello at the low growl of his words. And Michael's smile was radiant, and didn't fade until they snuck into the bedroom half of the suite later that night.

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Heyyy guys how's break??? Lol anyway, I hope your Christmas was fantastic, and if you've got something on you chest, today's the day to have you last mental breakdown because we gotta enter the year clean so 😂😂 you know I love you guys, thanks for reading, smash that star!