5SOS Imagines

Get A Room (mikey)

It wasn't the first time it had happened. You'd actually lost count of the amount of times you'd walked in on him, which was mostly his fault because he insisted on doing it everywhere but in the privacy of his own room, but you still screamed every time.
Like the most recent incident, for instance.
It was late on a Tuesday when you walked into your shared apartment, and was met with the horrendous sight of Michael Clifford half naked on the sofa. He wore a look of pure concentration on his face; eyes closed, eyebrows furrowed, lip bitten. He was wearing nothing but a pair of pajama pants, which were pulled down to his knees.
You screamed and covered your eyes.
"Jesus, (y/n)!" Michael pulled his pants up and jumped out of his seat, "Make a little noise when you come in!"
"Stop jacking off on the lounge sofa and I won't have to!" You shouted. You removed your hands from your eyes and saw him standing before you with a red face and his hands behind his back. You made the mistake of letting your eyes travel downwards for a quick second and your face contorted into a look of disgust.
"Ew, you're still-"
"I wouldn't be if I hadn't been so rudely interrupted," Michael rolled his eyes and grabbed a pillow to cover his erection.
You stood awkwardly for a while before you went to the kitchen, "I'm gonna make something, are you hungry?"
You didn't receive an answer so you turned to face him. He was still stood by the sofa, but the pillow was gone and he was still erect.
"Ugh, can't you do something about that?" You groaned before turning back around.
"I thought about you." He mumbled.
"What?" You asked, puzzled, turning back around to face him.
He placed the pillow back onto the sofa and slowly walked towards her as he spoke, "You know when I was," he nodded suggestively, "I thought about you."
"Oh." You felt your face reddening. Truth be told, you thought about him sometimes when you got off, too, but you'd never tell him that. You often fantasized about him, but you never imagined he thought about you, as well.
He was so close to you now that your noses were almost touching. You two stared at each other for a while, neither of them quite sure what to do next. He put an arm around your waist and used his free hand to brush a stray strand of hair out of your face. You avoided his eye, looking anywhere but at his face.
"Sorry if I made you uncomfortable," his voice was barely a whisper.
"No, you didn't, I just- that was unexpected," you choked out.
"Was it really? I thought you'd have caught on by now..." he trailed off. You raised an eyebrow at him and he groaned and looked down at his feet before meeting eyes with you again. "I like you, okay? A lot."
"I like you too, Michael." The words didn't feel like they came from you, but you were glad they did.
His eyes were bright as he pulled you closer, your noses touching. You could feel his warm breath tickling your face and you let out a breathy giggle.
"Are you gonna kiss me, or..." you bit your lip.

"You're ridiculous," he murmured before pressing his lips against yours. You could feel him smiling against yours lips, and you smiled as well. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Michael hummed happily and moved his kisses from your lips to your neck. You leaned your head back to give him more access, toying with the hairs at the nape of his neck.
He walked you over to the kitchen counter, his mouth still attached to your neck, and lifted you up onto it. You wrapped your legs around his waist, making sure you two were as close as possible. You could feel his erection pressing against your crotch, so you rolled your hips on him. Michael groaned at the friction, his grip on your waist tightening. You wanted his lips on yours again, so you placed a hand on his face, moving it so you were facing each other, and crashed your lips onto his. Your tongues were exploring each other's mouths in no time.
You rolled your hips again and Michael's breath hitched, "That feels so good."
You nodded, his erection rubbing against your sensitive core felt great, but it wasn't enough. You broke the kiss, panting, "Bedroom."
He nodded and carried you down the hall to your bedroom without a word. He lay you down on the bed and straddled you, a leg on either side of your hips. He leaned over you and kissed you again, catching your bottom lip between his teeth.
He massaged your breasts through your shirt and bra as he kissed you, causing you to moan. You quickly pulled your shirt off. Michaels' lips leave yours and he places them on the tops of your breasts, gently kissing and licking before pulling off your bra. He licked your nipples before blowing his cold breath on them and you squirm underneath him.
You pulled at the strings hanging from his bottoms and moaned, "Take these off."
He nodded and did as you asked, tossing his pants to the side, while revealing that he wasn't wearing any underwear. You bit your lip and he smirked.
"Like what you see?" He raised an eyebrow and you rolled your eyes.
"Shut up and fuck me, will you?"
"Since you asked," he responded before pulling off your shorts, taking your panties with them.
He leaned over you to kiss you again, and you reached your hand downwards to grab his cock. You began pumping as he stuck his tongue in your mouth. You flicked your thumb over his slit and Michael groaned as he bucked his hips into your hand. You let go of him and he groaned in a frustrated manner. He pulled away from the kiss as you bought your hands to your lips, sucking his precome off of your fingers. Michael licked his lips as he watched you I intently. You pulled your fingers out of your mouth creating a popping sound.
"You're so gorgeous," Michael breathed.
You could feel your cheeks turning red as he leaned in to kiss you quickly. He sat back up, one hand resting on your hip and using the other to position himself at your entrance.
"Ready?" He asked. You nodded quickly.
He slowly pushed himself in, groaning as he went. Your lips parted as you moaned loudly, tightly wrapping your hand around his wrist. You threw your head back into the mattress and Michael bit down on hard on his lip at the sight of you.
Once he felt you had adjusted enough, he began to thrust, slowly at first. He moaned out your name, "God, you feel so good."
You could only moan back in response. You held your head up to watch him as he trusted into you, a look of concentration on his face. He leaned over you, placing his other hand on your cheek, as he gently caressed your face. You grabbed his face and pulled him down to kiss him.
"Faster," you panted. He nodded and picked up his pace instantly.
He moved his kisses to your neck, biting and sucking on where he knew you were sensitive. You cried out his name as he trusted into your sweet spot. He pulled away from your neck to watch your face. He continually trusted roughly and quickly into your spot, watching you come undone, your eyes rolling to the back of your head and your lips parted as you moaned.
"Oh fuck, Michael," you moaned.
His grip on you hip tightened as he began to thrust harder, you bucking your hips to meet his thrusts every time, and screaming out every time he trusted into your spot.
"Michael..." You panted, "I'm gonna...I'm-"
He nodded and hushed you with a kiss. You grasped his shoulders as he continued thrusting, loving the sounds of his groans in your ear.
"You sound so good baby, come on, come for me baby." Michael encouraged you.
You squeezed your eyes shut and nodded. You could feel your orgasm approaching quickly. Michael's thrusts became sloppy and more rough than before and you could tell he was nearing climax as well.
"FUCK!" You screamed as you suddenly came, you felt yourself clenching around Michael's cock as he continued to thrust.
After you came down from your high, you could hear Michael's ragged breath in your ear. You tangled your fingers in his hair as you whispered into his ear, "Let me suck you off."
He nodded and rolled over onto his back. You took him in your mouth without a word, bobbing your head up and down on his cock, gently stroking his balls with your fingers.
"Oh god, I'm close." He groaned.
You took your mouth off of him for a second to whisper, "Come for me, Michael."
He bit his lip as you put your mouth back around his cock, your eyes in his. You gently sucked his tip before pushing him all the way into your mouth until he hit the back of your throat.
He suddenly trusted into your mouth, making you gag a little, but you didn't mind. He groaned loudly as he came, panting as his come filled your mouth. You swallowed it all before he pulled out of your mouth and smiled, kissing the skin above his cock, before crawling up to him. You kissed him softly before laying down and cuddling into him. He wrapped his arm around you and sighed.
"We should do this more often," he stated.
"You should jack off on the couch more often," you snorted.
"Touché," he nodded.