Dirty Imagines: 5SOS

MICHAEL - Making Up

"Just fuck off Michael! I saw you checking those girls out at the party - don't even try to deny it!" you yell angrily.

His face holds a pained expression as he stares into your eyes. You're secretly melting inside, but you won't give in.

"Please Ronny, I'm so sorry! Babe, please forgive me," he begs. You turn away from him with a huff so you're facing the wall, lips pouted. You desperately want to turn around and crash your lips to Michael's and forgive him, but you don't.

Suddenly you're pushed against the wall, a pair of hands splayed on the wall in front of you so you're caged in.

A warm body is pressed up against you and a pair of plump lips slowly start kissing your neck. They find your sensitive spot and suck on it, making you throw your head back and moan in pleasure and delight.

"Have you forgiven me now?" Michael whispers in your ear seductively, nibbling at the lobe.

You bite your lip and shake your head, teasing him. With a deep growl he twists you around so you're facing him, and he quickly smashes his lips against yours.

The kissing gets more and more heated. As your tongues are searching each others mouths Michael mumbles into the kiss, "Jump."

You do as he says and wrap your legs around his waist, your arms hooked around his neck. Michael's wandering hands cup your ass, squeezing roughly. Without stopping kissing, he leads you both upstairs to the bedroom.

Michael slams you both down onto the bed, him hovering above you. His hands are wandering all over as his tongue searches your mouth. In one swift movement your shorts are yanked off, leaving you in only your little lacy panties.

"Oh Mikey!" you moan as he circles your clit through the skimpy material of your panties. Your hands slide up to the hem of his t-shirt and you quickly pull it over his head. Your eyes roam over his abs hungrily as you go on to unbuttoning his tight jeans, pulling them off and tossing them away carelessly.

You decide to take control and flip you and Michael over so you're straddling him. A small smirk appears on your lips as you feel a hand snake up your back, un-clasping your bra. The bra is soon on the floor and Michael has one of your nipples in his mouth, caressing your breasts. You moan and arch your back, biting down on your lip as he looks up at you in pure lust.

Michael releases your nipple and breasts and teasingly runs his fingers under the hem of your panties. You growl impatiently and yank them off yourself, leaving you sitting naked on top of Michael, who's eyes are roaming the full length of your body hungrily.

Michael's boxers are soon strewn on the floor. He suddenly smirks and starts gently tickling your clit with his fingertips. When you protest desperately he pushes in a finger and starts pumping you, the pace gradually getting faster.

Moans escape from you and you arch your back, allowing Michael to enter another two fingers. You're throbbing so badly, and you look down at Michael in desperation.

"Baby, I'm going to cum..." you scream and arch your back even more.

"Scream my name, babe," Michael gushes, thrusting his three fingers into you even faster and deeper.

"MIKEY! OH BABY!" you scream, and you release your juices. Michael smirks and licks the cum off of his fingers. He slyly flips you both over so he's hovering over you.

"I need you inside of me right now!" you moan, your core throbbing uncontrollably.

"Do you forgive me yet?" he hisses, teasing you by running his huge member along your clit.

"OH MIKEY, OH BABY! I NEED YOU RIGHT NOW!"

His big member thrusting into your abruptly makes you scream in pleasure. The thrusts get deeper and faster, and yours and Michael's moans get louder and more desperate.

He smashes his lips against yours , muffling the moans, and you both tongue each other fiercely. You break away from him with a huge seductive scream, your back arched.

"Baby, oh my god baby! I'm going too-"

"Ronny babe, I'm about too-"

You both release, your moans drifting in the air. Michael pulls away, both of you dripping with sweat and panting heavily.

He pulls you onto his lap so you're straddling him and smirks up at you, still panting.

"Do you forgive me yet?" he whispers, leaning up and running his lips over your ear.

You smirk and push him down roughly on his back. Leaning down, your hands running up and down his sides, you whisper in his ear.

"Baby, you're not forgiven until I can't walk for a month."

HOPE YOU LIKE IT RONNY💖

~ Milly ♥