Rating: Contains smut.
Word Count: 824
Synopsis: Basically you meet Michael at a coffee shop, you get into a relationship and naughty acts happen at a coffee shop.
Author's Note: Hey everyone, I decided to do a Michael smut this weekend. Sorry, I won't be able to update the "Calum Hood Racecar Driver'' today, possibly tomorrow. I have been very busy this week and I have my G1 test on Monday. So I will try my best to get things caught up. Requests are open, message me! Maybe a follow? Do what you want? :)
The sweet scent of coffee and biscuits filled my nostrils. I inhaled the aroma of the small coffee shop. For a store by a nobody, it did amazingly well. The industry had not caught onto the delicious and magical coffee recipe created here. I enjoyed coming to this shop to meet with my boyfriend, Michael, whenever he was home.
Sometimes we would stay at the shop for lunch. Other times, we would go out for a walk in the park or Rollerblade at the rollerblading rink. Currently, Michael was off tour for a few weeks, we decided to take full advantage of the time he had at home.
Often, I wouldn't get Michael to myself until late at night when he arrived to our shared apartment. We had moved in together before his last tour. Now that he was back, his family wanted to see him and he wanted to catch up with his old friends. I didn't mind it, but sometimes when I felt particularly needy for him, he wasn't around.
This was the most frustrating part of being punk-god, Michael Clifford's, girlfriend. He was a piece of work but our relationship was well worth it. Michael was an amazing guy, he did have his quirks like his obsession with gaming. We met when his band was touring. His talent was what had caused us to meet; this was the reason why I was thankful he did tour.
Much like the coffee shop I was sitting in now, we happened to stumble into each other outside of one. I was exiting Starbucks with a tall mocha and literally walked right into Michael, spilling all of my hot coffee onto his shirt. It wasn't my finest moment but Michael laughed at my attempts to apologize and get him cleaned up.
The poor boy had offered to buy me a new coffee and we ended up sitting in Starbucks for a few hours conversing. I always felt lucky that out of all the girls he could have met and had coffee it had been me.
"Hey babe," Michael's voice startles me out of my reverie.
"Hi, how are you?"
"Desperate for you." He hums in my ear. My legs clamp together from the rushing thoughts filling my mind. The way his fingers glided against my skin or his lips skimming my neck. His breath tickling the sensitive skin below my ear or his hot pants in my ear.
Now was not the time to be thinking about this, we were in a very public place. Currently, the shopkeepers had the light dimmed low and it was extremely crowded today. For me, this was not good. Michael would take advantage of this opportunity and torment my body with need.
He sat down beside me on the booth seat and wrapped an arm around me. I scooted away from him, I knew exactly what he had in mind.
"Babe, don't move away." He moved closer and dropped a hand down to the skirt I was wearing. Coincidence? I think not.
"Don't make a sound doll," he brings his lips close to my ear and nips at the skin, "We don't want anyone to hear do we, princess?" Michael's favourite nickname escapes his lips.
His fingers skim up and reach my thin panties. I can't believe this is about to happen. A finger pulls aside the material and glides it around my most sensitive area. A small gasp tumbles from my lips and I clamp a hand over my mouth to stop any other noises. Michael raises an eyebrow and continues his work.
Michael rubs slightly at my skin and I let out a particularly loud moan.
"Honey, if you're not going to be quiet, I'm going to stop doing this." Because he has me so worked up, I nod my head violently. He dips a finger in and I can feel my eyes go wide. He smirks at my surprised reaction and starts a fast pace.
"Michael...." I quietly moan.
"How're ya doing there, babe?"
"I-I feel f-fine." I stutter out, I want to egg him on but he knows I am lying.
Suddenly, I was there. With a small cry, I release on his fingers. He pulls his hand away and licks at them.
"There's more to come." Michael laughs and I shakily stand up.
Part 2 Will Be Coming Soon!
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5 Seconds of Summer Fan Fiction/Smut
FanfictionBasically as the title says, this is a collection of 5sos fan fiction and will include smut (as my first story is mostly smut *some fluff). So I hope you enjoy this collection and maybe vote for me? Or follow for more? It's always nice to get some f...
