Kiss Me Under The Mistletoe - Mike*

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You laugh and smile as Michael's mother shares funny stories of his childhood. You and Michael were currently at his christmas family reunion just like every year. Michael was in the bathroom. Karen was just about to start another embarrassing story when your phone buzzes.

Mikey wikey: meet me in the bathroom and kiss me under the mistletoe.

You sigh, wondering what he could possibly be upto now.

"Excuse me, Karen. I'll be back in a sec." She smiles as you go to the bathroom where Michael is. You look around carefully before knocking on the door and yelp as Michael quickly pulls you in.

"Hey." You say. Michael simply kisses you with full force.

"I hate not being able to kiss you out there." He mumbles onto your lips.

"Michael, it's only a few hours." You whisper.

"Look at my sweater y/n." He says. You curiously look at his sweater to see a mistletoe hastily tied at the bottom to hang over his crotch.

"Mikey..." you blush out of second hand embarrasment

"Kiss me under the misteltoe babe." You drop to your knees and unzip his jeans with a huff.

"Don't make any noise. Your family is right down the hall." He nods in response. You pull down his boxers and his dick jumps up, the tip an angry shade of red. You kitten lick the tip and Michael moans softly.

You waste no time in taking him all the way in, until the tip hits the back of your throat. Michael moans at feeling. You let him fuck your face for a few seconds before pulling of for air. You take him back in and bob your head up and down, using your hand to jerk off what you couldn't reach.

Michael twitches and moans, signalling that he's close so you jerk him off at a fast pace until he comes. You both quickly fix yourselves and walk out. You walk into the kitchen a few seconds before Michael so that people don't get suspicious.

There is an actual mistletoe hanging on top of you and Michael. You both burst out into laughter before sweetly kissing while Karen snaps pictures and the whole family cheers you on. You smile and hug your husband contentedly.

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