F**kboy Michael Langdon X reader

I lose all control

Chapter plot: Michael/reader work on their assignment, reader properly meets Madison Montgomery.

Warnings: nsfw, oral sex (female receiving), voyeurism, fingering, mutual masturbation, harsh language/cursing, and jerking off (male).

Soundtrack: Lick by Joi.

"Waiting for a Girl Like You."

Chapter 3

"I Lose All Control."

It was time to go over your assignment and Michael was right at his door already there to greet you before you could knock with a wide smile on his face. His roommate was out on a date. Hopefully, you would have some quality time with Michael tonight. You already felt bad you were late but your dream was so good. Nothing compared to seeing Michael in person though. Flesh and blood. It was always good to see him. You would never get tired of looking into his deep blue eyes, or at his curly dirty blonde hair, his chiseled jaw, and his body in general. He eyed you up and down too. You were wearing your favorite outfit and he appeared to be enjoying it. He ushered you in with a swipe of his hand and closed/locked the door behind you. It was going to be a good night. Of course, you couldn't stay the night. You knew this but it was going to be a good night nonetheless despite all of this. You wanted to give in to your desires so if this hanging out with Michael and studying led to a further progression of events in the intimate sense, then so be it. You would deal with that and you would just go with it. It was surprising that Michael had a neat room. Not even one thing was out of place. Most guys in college were total messy slobs. His roommate was further proof of this because his side of the room looked like a pigsty. It didn't matter though because only one thing was on your mind right now and no it wasn't your assignment that you were supposed to be brainstorming.

"Do you have any ideas of authors or any works we should present? Let's hear what the lady has to say," Michael suggested. Both of you were sitting down on the floor, your backs up against the bed. He was so close to you and you had to resist the urge to touch his hand. If only you could hold his hand right now you thought.

"Well I don't know much Italian so maybe something from an Italian author so I can learn more about the language. I know it probably sounds lame but.." You started to trail off. He stopped you though.

"No, it doesn't sound stupid. Might I offer some suggestions then?" You nodded your head and he continued. "How about Dante Alighieri? He was an Italian poet. Wrote the Inferno. It's about the circles of hell and it's from his collection known as the Inferno," he said getting excited about what he was talking about.

"That sounds good. I need to read it. Do you have a copy? What do you want to do though?" You asked genuinely interested in his thoughts and what he had to say.

"Sure. I love the book. I will give it to you before you leave tonight. I'm also thinking about maybe doing something from Anton Lavey. He was the leader of the Church Of Satan. He wrote the Satanic Bible. It just fascinates me, that's all," Michael told you sounding enthused about what he was saying.

He seemed to be passionate about what he wanted and knew what he wanted to do. He was a man on a mission. Determined and set to do what he wanted to accomplish. All of this talk about hell and satanism was kind of interesting to you but also sort of different. Why not though. Michael was a good student and had finished his first semester of college at the top of his class.

"I like it. That would work too. So should we get started tonight or?"

He cut you off with a kiss. It just felt right. It was amazing and sensual. As his tongue found yours and the kiss deepened, he found your breast and stroked it gently. Your nipples were sensitive and rock hard for him. When he pulled away you were smiling, content and happy. He was smiling too. It felt right and you didn't want this to end.