~Emma's POV~
"Goddammit! I love you so much," Michael groaned as I kissed his neck.
"I know," I mumbled.
My lips fell to his collarbones. I began to suck on the delicate skin as he moaned. Michael pressed his hips back into mine, causing me to bite his shoulder. Then, Michael cupped my cheeks in his hands and moved me away from him.
"It's you're turn now, babe," he smirked, laying me on the bed.
Michael pulled my shirt over my head, leaving my upper half in only a bra. He kissed my collarbones tenderly, especially on the side with a scar. His hands reached behind me and unclasped my bra. I watched as he pulled away the green fabric, and my face heated up.
"You're so beautiful," he mumbled.
He connected his lips to the hollow of my throat, running one of his hands across the curvature of my breasts. I moaned quietly at his actions. He trailed kisses down my torso, stopping at my hipbones. Michael traced the scars with his fingers and left a gentle kiss on each hip.
"Dammit," he muttered to himself.
"What?" I questioned.
He shook his head and picked up his Sex Pistols tee off the ground. Michael pulled the shirt over him and ruffled his hair.
"What's wrong?" I asked, becoming worried I did something wrong.
"I gotta go steal something from Ashton," he muttered, blushing.
"You forgot a condom!" I laughed. "Didn't you?"
His cheeks flushed bright red, "I wasn't planning on this, so they're on the bus."
He quickly exited the room and shut the door behind him. I heard a quiet knock resounding from the hallway.
"What the fuck do you want at 1 in the morning?" I heard Ashton whisper.
"Do you have any- ugh," I could tell Michael was embarrassed.
"Any what?"
"Condoms," I could hear the timidness in Michael's voice.
Laughing broke out from the room next to me from Ashton and CeCe, "Yeah mate. C'mere."
As I heard small talk and shuffling around from the room next to me, my phone lit up. I opened it up and saw a text from CeCe. I couldn't help but chuckle at her contact name.
Sugar Tits: oh my god
Me: what?
Sugar Tits: how far did you get?
Me: none of your business!
Sugar Tits: oh c'mon!
Me: fine! the bra is off
Sugar Tits: he's coming back! just don't get pregnant ;)
I set my phone back on the nightstand. When the door shut, I walked over to Michael who was already discarding the shirt he had just put on. He spun me around and pinned me to the wall, roughly groping my breasts.
"Fuck," he muttered, "this is for all the sexual frustration you've caused me since that day in Glasgow."
I moaned at his words and actions, squirming in his grasp. His lips connected to mine as his hands traveled to the front of my jeans. Michael popped the button and unzipped the black jeans. He rolled them down to my calves, leaving me to step out of them. He stared at my short stature as I looked up at him, feeling somewhat vulnerable as I was only in my panties.
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