Michael x reader imagines :)
Hello!! I write some stuff, some smut, some fluff, some older or younger Michael, I happily take requests and I just really hope you enjoy reading it! :)❤️
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You were lying in michael's bed at the outpost as he was typing away at the computer. You were simply visiting his room for company that night. But as you were watching him type away at his computer, watching the quickness in his fingers and they moves swiftly from key to key, remembering all the ways he made you fell so good, you were beginning to feel a heat between your legs that you couldn't ignore.
You closed them tightly immediately. You thought about the ways he had fucked you so good, the way he filled you up with his large manhood, the dirty things he'd whisper in your ear, the way his beautiful hands would wrap themselves around your throat. You felt yourself getting wetter and wetter by the minute. You couldn't take your eyes off of him. You started to squirm around, lightly so Michael wouldn't notice, desperate for some friction.
"Darling, you staring." He chuckled, not even taking his eyes off the screen.
You blushed and looked down. Not much was said after that, you just kept going through the memories of the times he'd fucked you beyond belief. An evil idea popped up in your mind.
You slowly stood up and walked over to Michael. He didn't look up, so you decided to keep going, you stood right by his side. "Can I help you?" He asked, still looking at his computer. You didn't say anything, you just lifted your leg and slung it over his and straddled him, wrapping your arms around his neck, giving him a sweet, innocent smile.
He raised his eyebrows, "Yes?" He knew what you were doing, exactly what you were doing, but he had a lot of work to do. You still didn't say a word, you just starting grinding against him, hard. A small moan exited your lips, finally feeling a good amount of friction in the place you needed it most, you felt his pants tighten.
Michael closed his eyes, lightly leaning his head back before he spoke. "I have a lot of work to do." He said, lifting you off of him. You let out a loud 'hmph.' You didn't want to give up just yet, you were desperate to feel him. You smirked and got down in front of Michael, running you hands up his thighs. He looked at you and shook his head disapprovingly. You just smiled and continued, you reached his bulge and started to rub softly.
He hummed in response before harshly grabbing your wrist, making you wince in pain, and making your core ache more than it already did. "I said, no." He growled, lifting you up by your arm and throwing you onto his bed. You always loved when he was rough with you, but you didn't want to play anymore games, you needed to feel him, desperately. You didn't want to give up, even though he was visibly upset. You were so desperate for his touch, for him to fuck you mercilessly.
You got back up, walking over to his chair and moving his long hair from his shoulders and to the other side, placing gentle kisses to his neck. He ignored you at first, until you found his soft spot and sucked at it harshly. "Goddammit y/n!" He slammed his hands down on his desk, standing up quickly, grabbing your thighs and throwing you over his shoulder. He carried you to his bed and threw you down roughly. "You fucking slut. So desperate for me" His eyes were clouding with lust, the bulge in his pants was clearly visible.
You sat yourself up on your elbows, looking at him innocently, "what did I do?" You tilted your head, smiling softly. His eyebrows furrowed, and his hand came in contact with your cheek in one swift motion, knocking your head onto the bed. "You know exactly what you did you fucking slut!" He gripped your arm that wasn't cradling your cheek and pulled you closer to him.
He ripped off your dress in one quick motion, leaving you in your bra and underwear. Tears blurred your vision, but you couldn't deny the dripping pool between your legs.
"I-I'm sorry Mi-" you couldn't finish your sentence before an angry Michael interrupted "shut the fuck up you whore, and you call me sir. Understood?" His question sounded more as a statement, but you nodded in response, only to get another slap to the face, before you could fall, he grabbed your throat and pulled you to his face, "use your words, darling" his words were kind a loving, but his voice was deep, angry and driven by lust.
"Yes sir" you squeaked out. He smirked devilishly. He took his belt off and wrapped it around your neck, tightly, the took off his pants and boxers, springing his hard-on free. You immediately took it in your hands and started to stroke him, before they were yanked away. Michael grabbed your hair and shoved his cock into your mouth, making you gag at his size.
You tried to allow breath to flow through your nose and to your lungs, but his fingers quickly pinched it, leaving you breathless. He held you in position for a few seconds before letting go, allowing you to catch your breath. A string of saliva on your chin connected to the head of his cock. "On the bed. Hands and knees. Now" his voice was demanding, purely dominant, your core was aching, you were desperate for his touch now more than ever.
You obliged, scared of what he would do if you didn't. You rested your hands on the bed, same as your knees, you were facing the wall, unable to see what Michael was doing behind you. You suddenly felt the belt around your neck tighten, he pulled it roughly, taking the air from your throat. You let out a loud gasp, earning a painful slap on your ass. "Shut up. You need to stay quiet." He commanded as he slammed himself into you.
The quick and unexpected act caused a loud moan/scream to escape your lips, earning another slap. "What did I say?" He asked loudly, a few grunts gliding past his lips as he thrusted in and out of you hastily. He let go of the belt and his hands made their way to your breasts, rolling your nipples between his finger and thumb, pinching violently.
You felt a knot being tied in your stomach as you clenched around him. He moved his lips to your ear, "don't even think about cumming" he whispered, an evil grin on his face as he pounded into you even harder. You sighed, upset that he was denying your release, but you obliged, trying your hardest to follow his orders. One of his hands left your breast and slid down to your clit, two fingers circling it, applying pressure.
You moaned out loudly, unable to contain your pleasure. It took a great deal of effort not to cum all over him in that second. His thrusts grew sloppy as he was approaching his climax, speeding up his fingers on your clit. "Cum on me baby, cum all over me" he grunted, you didn't think twice before you released on him, your entire body shaking as you screamed his name like a chant. Your juices flowed over him, triggering his climax.
"Fuck"
He quietly groaned out as he came. He released his grip on you, allowing you to fall face first into the mattress, trying to catch your breath. Michael fell beside you, breathing quickly just as your were. You looked up at him and weakly smiled, which received a smile from him. You both fell asleep,with you tangled in his long arms.
——————————————————————————— Hey guys, sorry I haven't been posting much at all, I've been unbelievably busy, and I think I will be busy for a while, but I'll do my best to post as much as I can. I'm also working on another story but I'm taking my time on it to make sure it's actually good. So anyway, I hope you enjoy and THANK YOU FOR 1.9k READ ABJDNS I LOVE YOU ALL YOURE SO DOPE THANKS A BUNCH❣️❣️
