Welcome to Michael Jackson Imagines Vol. 2!
This is a book full of erotica and different AUs of Michael Jackson.
I hope you brought your holy beverage or food, you're probably gonna need A LOT.
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Finalist for the Best Imagines Collect...
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"Are you sure we're just going to be watching movies?"
"I'm trying to get all the wholesome out during this trip before we go back to parent mode," Michael said, chuckling.
I giggle before taking a sip of wine, I look around until I notice the blankets and pillows on the floor in front of the lit fireplace.
I hum, "Aww." I look back at my husband, "You're so romantic."
Michael smiles, "Thanks, baby."
We pull in for a peck before I walk over to the blankets and get comfortable on the floor. I placed my glass on the coffee table and sat on the hardwood floor. Michael tried to lay down but I stopped him.
"Um, babe?" I look at my husband with a confused look.
He stopped, "What?"
"Are you going to change?"
My husband squinted his eyes at me, "Wholesome, Yn."
I rolled my eyes, "Bedclothes, Michael! You're not going to sleep in the clothes that you came here in!"
Michael pursed his lips, "Uh-huh, you're just trying to see me naked."
I shrugged, "I mean, I wouldn't mind but you're not sleeping next to me until you go change."
He chuckled and shook his head, "Fine," he places his wine next to mine on the coffee table, "I'll go change."
He walked away from the small pad I was sitting on; I turned over onto my chest and looked at the DVD player's screen. The screen was at the start screen of the movie called Scrooged. I sit on my knees, grabbing my wine to take another sip.
"Happy now?" I heard Michael say.
I put my glass down and look over at him; I try to think wholesome thoughts but...
Damn! He looked fine!
He wore plaid pajama pants and a white tank-top, he still had the crooked Santa hat on his head which was cute.
I smile at him as I try to control my hormones, "Cute; now get your ass over here and cuddle with me!" I whine.
Michael chuckled and quickly got next to me, laying in between me and the coffee table. I lay down on my chest and Michael did the same, wrapping the warm blanket over us. Michael started the movie before wrapping his arm around me and pulling me closer to him.
