"Michael why would you do that?"
"I didn't mean to. Honestly!"
"That was the only thing I had left from my grandmother and you broke it! What is wrong with you?"
"I TOLD YOU Y/N I DIDNT MEAN TO!"
"YOU DO NOT GET TO YELL AT ME. THAT VASE THAT YOU BROKE WAS THE ONLY THING I HAD LEFT FROM HER! IF ANYONE IS YELLING, IT SHOULD BE ME!"
While yelling, you didn't notice Michael slowly making his way toward you. Suddenly he pushed you up against a wall.
"I'm sorry babe. You look so hot when you are angry. Let me show you how sorry I am."
You leaned in and kissed him roughly. "Sometimes. I hate. You." You say in between kisses.
"I love you too, Y/N."
He laid back onto the couch, and you straddled his waist. You leaned back down to kiss him, tugging at his hair and slowly grinding your hips together. He moaned into your mouth. You pull away and rip off his shirt and slowly pull off yours,revealing the black lace bra you were wearing underneath. Michael licks his lips at the sight of you. He reaches up to touch you but you smack his hands away.
"Nah uh, babe. I'm in charge."
He moans softly in response, you know how much he likes it when you take charge.
You lean back down kissing him again.
He reaches behind you, unclasping your bra and pulling it off of you, flinging it somewhere across the room. He massages one of your breasts with his right hand, and uses his mouth to attend to the other. You moan loudly in response to his actions. He pulls away and motions for you to stand up. You do, and slip of your jeans and panties you were wearing. He undos his belt and pulls off his jeans, along with his boxers. He lays back down on the couch, and you move to climb back onto him.
"I wanna ride you," you tell him.
In that moment Michael swears he could have lost his load right then and there, he was so incredibly turned on by you.
You straddled him again and started to sink down onto him, both of you moaning loudly at the feeling.
"Fuck, Y/N, I'm gonna..."
You nodded. "Me too."
After a few more moments you both moaned loudly, hitting your highs at the same time. You collapsed onto his slightly sweaty chest, and when you both came down from your highs he leaned down and whispered into your ear.
"I am really sorry I broke your vase."
"You've been long forgiven babe."
Well shit. This was an adventure to write.
I'm sorry. I am now turned on. BYYEE!!!
