Stage Lover - Muke

11 - Showers

Luke

I told Michael about the little encounter with Ashton and he was happy... was, until I told him he was my ex and I gave him my phone number... I think he's jealous, well he'd have to get used to it, Ashton is my friend and I won't stop talking to him just because he's a little jealous

"Luke!" I looked up from my phone where I was inspired texing Ashton, hey we have to catch up, it's been a long time "Did you even listen what I said?"

He was upset, and I could see it, I mean I practically ignored him because of Ashton "And well..?" he said expecting for me to say something but I really didn't have idea of what he had said "I'll go take a shower.." Michael said and angrily leaved the room

I heard how the door was being slammed and I couldn't help but feel guilty, I don't want him to be mad, I should apologize... Or other kind of apologie..

I stood up and walked up to his bedroom, and evil smirk not leaving my face. I heard the water sound coming from the bathroom and slowly approached it, the hot steam filled the room and I saw him just standing under warm water, his eyes closed and his purple hair sticked to his forehead, the water drops trailing down his body

I bit my lip as stripping off my clothes, leaving them on the bathroom floor as I opened the shower's door and kissed the back of Michael's neck, my fingertips traveling around his waist

I felt him shiver under my touch but he didn't moved away, he tilted his neck instead, giving me more space to nibble on. At least that's what I first thought since in a quick move I was tossed against the cold wall, a pair of arms cornering me, giving me nowhere to go, not that I wanted to go anywhere

Those emerald eyes looked at me in a way I couldn't describe, I always know exactly how Mikey feels, I know when he's undeniably happy or when he really needs a cuddle and a make out session, but now he had this strange; mysterious look and I don't know what he's gonna do

Michael smirked caressing my cheek with his hand, his finger going softly over my lip and then he let out a little chuckle. He attached his lips to my neck, sucking strongly on different spots, leaving dark red bruised that soon will change into purple, I know what he's doing, he's trying to say to everyone that I'm his, even when he's not near, he's so possessive...

"You're mine ballerina" He said against my skin, squeezing my butt as he made another love bite on my collarbone, I moaned in response and he moved his lips to mark the sensitive skin behind my ear "Say it" He demanded, joining our bodies together, the steamy environment making my hard on even more painful

"Argh I'm yours!" I almost yelled as he twirled his finger around my tip, making me cry out profanities, he started to jerk me off and he was good with his hand, in five minutes hi already was a moaning and panting mess as his hand went up and down my length

But before I could came he suddenly stopped, leaving me a bit disappointed, in that moment Michael turned me over pressing my body against the ceramic wall. He stretched outside for a bottle of lube and a condom, I heard the noice of him tearing up the condom package and I didn't knew anything else until I felt him entering me in one thrust

A yell of surprise, pain and pleasure left my mouth, he's always gentile and gives me time to adjust at his size because he's not small at all, and he'd check out on me asking me if it hurts but now he's a beast, he's thrusting deep on me, fast as his hips allow it, fucking me hard until I forget my name

As for me, I screamed his name, enjoying the completely new sensation of not being treated gently and as if I could break, I loved this side of Michael, making me moan like a school girl and treating me like a prostitute... I need to make him angry more often

I had his breath on my neck and his nose barely touching the sensitive skin, he grabbed my leaking hard on an pumped it at the same speed of his thrusts, that, combined with his moans were more than enough to carry me over the edge and finish all over the shower with a loud scream, Michael following not long after with the same shout coming from the bottom of his throat

He turned me around so I was now facing him and immediately gave me a rough kiss, not caring that I was just recovering from the best orgasm of my life

And with that, without saying a word, he left the shower leaving me alone between the steam, with a numbing pain in my ass and my body full of purple marks...

*Author Note*

Sorry for the intense smutty filler... Why am I even apologizing for smut? Anyway... Mad sex and possessive Mikey is why I live for

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