Michael had come back from tour a few days ago and he loved nothing more than to spend as much time with you as was physically possible. You cuddled, ate, talked, and went out together often. Today was one of those days where you didn’t even feel like leaving the house, and so you spent the majority of your day hanging out on your bed. You nuzzled into Michael’s chest as he had his arms wrapped around you, telling you more tour stories.
"And he got his finger stuck in her hair and I think I almost died laughing," Michael snickered, causing you to let out a loud laugh.
"Oh, my god, when has Luke ever done something that wasn’t awkward?"
"I don’t know, he just gets worse every time," he chuckled again. "Hey, babe, you have, like, lotion or something? My hands feel dry and it’s grossing me out."
"Yeah, reach into my drawer and you’ll find some."
Michael’s arms left you as he rolled over onto his side to open the drawer in your nightstand. You sat there peacefully until a pang of shock hit right through you as your eyes shot open.
"Wait, no!" You cried, rolling over quickly to find his fingers resting on the knob and pulling your drawer open.
In the spur of the moment, you had completely forgotten about the sex toys you had stowed away in that drawer. It wasn’t much—just a vibrator and a few different lubricants, but you didn’t want him to see that stuff anyway.
Michael’s mouth gaped open as he simultaneously smiled. “Oh, my god, what is this?!” He yelled, taking one of the rubber items into his hand, holding it by his fingertips as he laughed.
Your cheeks turned a shade of red as you tried to hide your face behind a pillow. Michael glanced up at your covered face and smirked.
"And what are these? A warming lubricant? A cooling one? Jesus Christ, Y/N!"
"You weren’t supposed to see that," you mumbled into the pillow when you felt him turn towards you.
"Shit, do you actually use these?"
You peeked out from the top of the pillow as Michael wiggled the vibrator in his hand, staring at it move in the air. You snatched it from him quickly, startling him, while also eliciting a smirk to appear on his lips.
"Only when you’re away!" You yelled, letting out an annoyed groan as you hid your face again.
You couldn’t believe he found what you completely forgot about. How could you even forget something like that? He probably thought you were crazy now.
"That’s so cute," he giggled.
"What? What is?"
"You try to fill the void of me with these puny sex toys," he smiled, looking at them.
“‘Puny’? What do you mean ‘puny’? They’re big!”
Michael’s hand suddenly landed on your thigh, caressing you gently, making your body nearly shiver. “I bet it doesn’t feel as good as I do,” he said in a slightly darker tone.
You shrugged. “That’s debatable.”
"Yeah?" He smirked, tracing his fingers closer and closer to your clothed core. "Well, why don’t we find out who’s better?"
Michael’s face inched closer to yours before you stopped him. “W-Wait, what do you mean?”
"I mean we should put these toys to good use," he said almost innocently, "so we can have a little contest and see who makes you cum quicker."
