Request: Will you do one where bad boy Michael is Y/N best friend and she's really innocent and he is always telling her dirty things bc he likes how flustered she gets and like one day she wants to prove that she can be bad too and it gets really smutty.
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My parents were gone for yet another weekend, so Michael decided to have a party. People were all over my house, making a mess in their wake. I on the other hand wasn't enjoying myself at all, parties really weren't my thing. But Michael has been my best friend since for a long as I could remember, so I went along with it.
"Y/N, babe." Michael stated as he took a hold of my hand to look at him.
He pulled me over to the nearest wall and leaned me against it. He was standing pretty close to me, but that was nothing new with him. Michael leaned in close with his hands on my hips and said, "You need to loosen up a bit. I could help you with that."
I swallowed the lump in my throat and look down, flustered at was he said. These remarks were nothing new, but always seemed to have an affect on me.
"You're always so uptight, do something crazy for once." Michael whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine.
Michael was right though, he was out doing something while I focused on school. One night wasn't going to kill me, right? I brought my hand to the back of Michael's neck and pulled him into a kiss, at first nothing happened, then he kissed back. Michael pressed his entire body against mine, pushing me against the even more. The kiss deepened for there as I pulled on his hair.
When Michael pulled away, we were both out of breath. "What happened to my good girl of a best friend?" Michael asked.
I shrugged my shoulders, looking into his light green eyes that turned dark as I finished my statement, "Good girls are bad girls."
Michael took a hold of my hand and pulled me away from the party, leading to my bedroom. I knew exactly what was going to happen next and I didn't want it to stop. The door to my room was slammed shut as Michael aggressively shoved my body against it and kissed me. His hands roamed from the side of my face, down at the bottom of my shirt as he pulled away and yanked it off of me. As soon as the shirt was off, Michael pressed his lips to mine again, this time his hands full of my boobs. I moaned against his lips as he played with my boobs, he smiled knowing what he was doing to me.
I tried to pull Michael's shirt over his head, but he was too busy focused on kissing me. As he moved the kiss from my lips to my neck I hooked my fingers through his shirt and ripped it off of him. It wasn't one of his many band tees, just a normal red shirt so I didn't have to worry. Michael stopped kissing me and looked down at the shirt, when he looked back at me he grabbed my hand pulled me to the bed.
Michael pushed me onto the bed and quickly crawled over me after he kicked off his shoes. I took off mine as well. His two hands were placed on the sides of my face as he looked down at me.
"Are you sure that you want to do this?" Michael asked, as he looked into my eyes.
"Yes." I told him truthfully and the was enough because he kissed me once again. He licked my bottom lip for entrance and I opened my mouth almost immediately. I felt his hand glide down my body leaving goosebumps in its path, until he got to the top of my pants. Michael messed with the button a bit, but once it was done he start to rubbed forceful circles against my clit. My hands looped around his neck to pull Michael closer to me as I moaned.
I began to feel that ball of pressure form in my low stomach, I knew that I was close and so did Michael. But he kept going anyway. "Let go, babe." Michael whispered in my ear.
That's what pushed me over the edge. I moaned his name as his hand slowed down. When he was done, he pulled off my shorts and got up to remove the rest of his clothes.
Before getting back into bed Michael grabbed a condom from my desk. He knew that they were there because he decided to snoop one day and found them. Michael rolled the condom over his hard member and climbed back over me.
Before he pushed himself in, I flipped us over. Michael looked up at him with a puzzled face, so I leaned forward and whispered, "It's my turn to do the work."
Michael's breath hitched as I leaned back up and lowered myself down on him. Let's just say that he's bigger than I thought and I had to give myself a second before rocking my hips. Michael nails dug into my hips as I moaned and I could hear him moan. That noise gave me motivation to keep going.
As I rode him, Michael would thrust his hips up, only going deeper into me. Every time he would thrust he would hit my g-spot, causing me to moan his name.
"Michael." I moaned as I tightened myself around him, close to another orgasm.
"Fuck, Y/N!" Michael shouted, his nails going deeper in my hips.
He released himself into the condom, I grinded my hips against his until I found my release moments later. We rode out our highs and when we were done I rested my head on his bare chest. I felt Michael play with my hair as our breathing returned to normal.
I got off of him and snuggled up to him after he threw the condom away. We laid there in my bed as the party went on everywhere else in my house.
"Let's do that more often." Michael stated, playing with my fingers.
"Like friends with benefits?" I asked.
"I was thinking more along the lines if you being my girlfriend." Michael said.
"Okay." I said quietly, trying to hide my excitement as Michael kissed the top of my head.
