5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines & Preferences

Amazing Friendship (Michael Clifford)

SMUT WARNING- L

You're in the local pharamcy, picking out some dye to make your hair a crazy colour. You reach for the purple but you hear someone suck in their breath behind you. You turn to see a tall, bleached-white haired boy standing behind you.

"If I were you, I'd go for the blue, it would suit your skin tone better, plus it would match your pretty eyes," He winks and you turn away from him, contemplating what he said. It was a tough decision between the blue or purple.

"I'm Michael by the way," you grab the blue box and take his outstretched hand before replying with your name. You walk over to the checkout and pay for the dye. Michael follows you out of the shop before scratching the back of his neck.

"Do you think I could get your number? So I can see how the blue turns out," he grins and you hand him your number before walking away.

*4 months later*

You're out clubbing with Michael, getting hammered as usual. You guys are best friends now and you do everything together, from watching movies to dying each other's hair. Recently you've developed a massive crush on Michael but you're way too embarrassed to tell him, plus you don't want to jeopardize your amazing friendship.

You swing your hips to the thumping bass and you feel a pair of hands grip your waist. You turn and see a random guy grinning down at you. He is hot so you grind his front with your backside. Just as you start dancing together Michael grabs your wrist and pulls you away.

"What the fuck Michael, I was about to get laid!" You yell as he pulls you out of the club and towards the car.

"And he looked like a total creep not to mention a douchebag! Imagine the STDs on that creep!" Michael snaps and he pushes you into the passenger seat. You sulk on the journey home, confused and pissed off. Michael glances at you ever so often but says nothing.

You arrive at the flat you share with Michael and you storm out of the car before unlocking the flat door and leaving it wide open.

You are about to skulk off to your room when Michael grabs your arm, spins you around and pins you up against the hallway wall.

"What the f-" You are interupted by Michael's lips silencing yours. You feel butterflies flutter around your stomach as your tongue fights Michael's. His hands find their way to your hips while you knot yours in his freshly dyed green hair. He grinds his hips into yours, earning a grunt from you.

Michael pulls off his shirt and you wriggle out of your dress, letting it drop to the floor, leaving you just in your matching red lace underwear. Michael eyes you, biting his lip before pulling you close again and kissing your neck. His mouth finds your sweet spot and your eyes flutter shut as he bites it before sucking the skin, a moan escapes your mouth. You can feel Michael's hard on poking through his jeans.

Michael's hands slip under your thighs and he orders you to jump. He holds you against the wall before kissing down your chest. You can feel yourself soaking your panties for him, the mix of alcohol in your system and Michael's lips on your navel is enough to turn you on completely. He gently unclasps your bra and slides off your panties. His eyes bulge at the size of your chest and you resist the urge to cover up. He gently takes one of your breasts in his hand before kneading it and kissing and tugging at your nipple with his teeth. He does the same to the other one and you're basically a hot, panting mess in his arms.

"Can we skip foreplay?" You whisper and Michael looks up at you before nodding. You reach for the buckle of his jeans and you yank them down his legs along with his boxers. All the time you've known Michael, you've never once seen his body. He's shy about it so he always gets changed in the bathroom although you have no idea why, he's gorgeous in your eyes.

You kiss his chest before making your way up to his mouth again. Michael slowly pushes into you, letting you get used to the feeling of him. It's been a while since you've had sex so you're feeling tight. Michael stretches you before beginning to ease out again. He pushes back in, faster this time and you moan.

"Fuck," he grunts, his profanties only make you more turned on and you clench your body around him.

The friction builds up and your legs start to stiffen as you near your orgasm. Michael notices and thrusts harder, but soon they become sloppy as you know he's close too. One more thrust pushes you over the edge and you bite down on his shoulder, crying out his name. He groans before releasing then pulling out of you.

You sigh as he kisses you once more. His tongue gliding over your now swollen lips.

"So that's why you didn't want me going home with that other guy?" You wiggle your eyebrows and Michael grins.