You sit on the sofa at Michael's, yours legs flung over his shoulders as he sits on the floor playing video games with Ashton. Luke and Calum are in the midst of a conversation with you, though they haven't got your undivided attention.
As much as you try to ignore it, your mind is occupied by thoughts of Michael's hands on your body, his hands in places he hasn't put them yet. You and Michael hadn't been dating for all that long, this was your first time meeting the boys actually, and so far you'd both been too nervous to push things further than making out. You run your fingers through Michael's hair absent-mindedly, tugging slightly at times.
As Michael and Ashton's game finishes, Michael seems slightly off, despite having beaten Ashton.
"Guys, how long are you planning on staying for?" he questions, he ducks his head under your legs and moves away, turning to face you all.
"Crap, Cal we're supposed to help my mum with moving the furniture around the living room. We need to go." Luke states, making sarcastic face of distress.
"I'm coming too, not being a third wheel." Ash comments, the other two nod along, saying goodbyes and leaving shortly after. Once they're gone, Michael smiles at you shyly.
"I'm glad you get along with them." he blushes as he moves next to you on the couch. You sense a difference in the mood to usual, things aren't casual and relaxed. He places a hand on your hip and begins to lean in, he stops himself suddenly, "May I?"
You know already that he's not asking if he can kiss you, but if can take things further. You answer by closing the space between you. The kiss starts slow but when bring you hands up to his hair, tugging slightly, he speeds things up and pulls you onto his lap.
Subconsciously, you begin to grind on him slowly, feeling him gradually hardening. After a short while he picks you up and walks you to his room, carefully placing you onto the bed. He removes his shirt before he crawls over you, removing your shirt too. He massages your breasts lightly through your bra as he connects his lips with yours. He removes his lips from your before trailing kisses down your neck, nipping slightly.
He undoes your trousers and pulls them from your legs, you mentally thank yourself for wearing a matching bra and underwear set.
"Fuck, (Y/N) you're gorgeous." He mutters, mostly to himself.
He reattaches his lips to yours as you unbutton his jeans, a small moan emitting from the back of his throat. He kicks his jeans off, sliding his boxers off soon after. Naturally, you slide your hand up and down his length a couple of times to ensure he's fully turned on. He groans loudly and unclasps your bra before pulling your underwear off you.
He detaches his lips from yours, "(Y/N), do you definitely want to do this? I know you're not a virgin but I don't want to pressure you." He blushes.
You smile slightly, "If you hadn't already got this, of course I want to."
He reconnects your lips and rubs circles on your clit causing moans to spill from your lips. Skipping foreplay, he positions himself as your entrance and pushes in slowly, filling your up entirely. He gives you a second to adjust before he begins to thrust, bring himself almost completely out before slamming back in. Moans fill the room, muffled by your tongues fighting for dominance. You feel a familiar knot burning in your stomach, and Michael stops kissing you to bring his hand down to your clit, rubbing in figure of eights. You see him grit his teeth, clearly hoping to get you off before he releases. You wrap your legs around his waist, giving him a new angle, the pleasure you were receiving now doubled. The room fills with a string of curses, muddled with Michael's name as your orgasm washes over you. Mere seconds after, he releases, cursing loudly. He pulls out and collapses on top of you, both of your panting and coated with sweat.
"Shit (Y/N), that was amazing." he grins at you, "I love you." he says before tensing, realising he still hadn't said this aloud to you before.
"I love you too." you say through a blush, feeling his body relax against yours.
He shifts so he can lift the covers over you, "Stay the night?" You nod and curl up into him, the both of you in awe at how you'd managed to win each other.
