Walls (Michael Clifford Fanfiction)

Today is the day

     Today's the day Mikey gets back,and to be completely honest I was so happy,but also really stressed and having anxiety attacks.

     I was going around the apartment finding trash,and putting things back to where they belonged. But,soon after I started,I finished and laid on the sofa,and eventually I fell asleep...

     Around 6am I was woken up by pounding on my front door. So I got up to let Michael in.

"You have keys to my place,Mikey,you probably woke up the whole floor."

"I don't give a fuck right now." he said dropping his stuff,shutting door behind him,and very quickly enveloping me in a bear hug.

" I really missed you..." I mumbled into the shoulder of his flannel.

"Shhhh, you don't understand....I've waited so long for this hug I don't think I'm gonna let go..."

Man,why does he do this to me? I hate it,I love him like a brother,but then again i wanna cuddle on the couch and watch shitty movies and play COD,and then again I want him to fuck me against a wall hella hard. I hate this. This just friend shit sucks,but I don't want to ruin a connection between us,our friendship is the only good thing in my life... Michael's my personal antidepressant,and right now I need more of him then ever. I'm done trying to hide my feelings,if this is gonna happen it's gonna happen.

"Mikey?" I asked. We were on the couch now still in a bear hug,but laying down...cuddling

"It's good to see you again."

"Same to you" he replied

"Mikey?"

"Mhm?"

"I need to ask you something."

"Shoot." He said adjusting us so I was in between his legs with my back to his chest,and his arms around me and head resting on my shoulder by his chin. 

"Have you ever thought more of me?...."

There was an awkward moment of silence,I don't know if he's embarrassed cause he never has or because he has,or if he was just thinking.

"...Maybe. Have you ever thought more of me?"

"..."

Michael turned me around so I was facing him,sitting on his thighs. He looked into my eyes,I looked into his,his showed a tiny bit of sadness and worry but the rest screamed for adventure and passion. He looked from my eyes to my lips and back as if asking the question 'Can I kiss you?' without words.

The next thing I know is that Mikey's an amazing kisser,he took me to another place,another world far better then my own. My heart is racing,my lungs burned for air,I placed a hand on his jaw and slowly pulled us away from each others lips,both of us breathing heavy.   

I felt myself craving him more then air,and slowly leaned in for a more passionate kiss,the one I've been waiting to give him for the past four years,but little did I know... he had more passion then I did.

His hands on my waist and hips,rubbing tiny circles on my stretch marked skin. I couldn't believe this was happening... he deserves so much better then me.

    A tear escaped my eye as I pulled away from his kiss. He saw it and quickly wiped it away with the soft pad of his thumb.

"What's wrong?..."

Another tear escaped even though I was trying so hard to hold the tears back.

"It's ju-" My voice broke "It's just. You deserve so much more then me,I'm chubby,ugly,and all together unattrac-"

He quickly pushed his lips onto mine.

"All together wonderful,beautiful,and absolutely amazing."

"You're only saying that cause you've known me forever,Michael..." I bite my bottom lip and took a deep breathe to steady my nerves. "If you saw me at a party or a club you'd think I was one of the most unattractive woman on the planet.." and yet other tear left the corner of my eye.

He quickly pulled my shirt off and bit his lip.

"Anyone who thinks this" He said motioning to my body "is anything but beautiful is sadly mistaken,need their eyes checked,or can fuck off and rot in hell."

Another tear fell from my eye,which he immediately kissed away before kissing my lips again,gentle and sweet. His hands went to my back, his cold fingers wrapping around my hips and pushing me down his legs onto the couch,getting off the couch and picking me up.

I almost cried as he carried my gelatinous mass upstairs and into my bedroom. I always dreamt of a guy or my boyfriend being able to pick me up,but sadly never having it done it's made me feel worse about myself,until now.

Michael laid me on my bed and slowly started leaving warm,wet kisses down my body starting from my lips,to my neck. Then continued after taking off my bra and skinny jeans,to my chest, down to my torso,thighs,ankles,then back up my thighs.

Michael being Michael then began giving me hickeys (love bites) on my calves and thighs slowly get closer to where we both wanted him too,but also taking his time and in between each one he'd blow cold air onto my damp panties enough to make me gasp and struggle against his hands pinning my hips down.

"Michael Clifford" I gasped "If you don-" and in that split second he slide my panties down my legs and threw them on the floor.

I bit my lip in anticipation. This is literally happening,4 years of fantasizing and he's really in between my legs right now.

He started kitten licking my clit,and as I struggled against his hands he was watching my every move,facial expression,and noise that came out of mouth. He took my clit in his mouth and sucked like it was for dear life,he started to tease my entrance with his tongue,and and that's when I started the real moans.

He heard me moan and started tongue fucking me full speed.  I couldn't keep anything in. Moans came out more like screams of pure ecstasy. His large hands had to dig into my hips to keep me still probably leaving bruises of his finger prints on my body. I was so close to the edge and we both knew it. Michael started moaning into me. It almost it put me off. "Mikeyyyyy" I moaned so loud my whole floor probably heard. He replaced his mouth with his fingers on my clit rubbing hard figure 8s as he said looking at me withering "Cum for me,babe. I'm right here,cum for me." He pushed me over the edge after saying just that I was on Cloud 11.

He slurped me up as I came down,making sure not to touch my now overstimulated clit. 

"Fuck" I gasped

"Yeah,Holy Shit,Maegan,if i can you cum that hard with just my mouth imagine what i can do with hard on you gave me?" Michael cockily said look up and down my body as if it was an angel's,biting his lip.

He removed his cloths and came up to kiss me,he tasted like me. He started kissing my neck and I whispered in his ear "Fuck me,like you hate me Mikey."

He pulled away and looked at me with wide eyes. "...As you wish." He said quoting my favorite movie. He did exactly like i told him too,and he absolutely did not disappoint.