𝒮𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝒫𝒽𝑜𝓉𝑜𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓅𝒽𝓎 (𝟣𝟪+)
Michael Clifford x Female photographer reader by 5secondsofcecelia <3
Summery: Working as a photographer for clubsos and you and the lead guitarist Michael get a bit to tipsy.
Warnings: NSFW, 18+, thigh riding, stroking, unprotected p in v, boss x employee, male sub, female dom
Wattpad: 5secondsofcecelia
Since I made Ashton and Calum I’ve decided to make one shots of everyone! The Ashton fic got 10 likes which is pretty decent (imo) so I hope you guys like this one! I’m not a big fan of this fic tbh but, If you want more lmk! It’s like 2am when I’m writing this so maybe tmrw when I’m more awake I’ll rewrite it. Xx
To celebrate playing at the music festival Lollapalooza for the first time 5sos decided to host a night at a club in Chicago. They referred to it as clubsos. Michael of all people was most excited. You being their main photographer you had to go.
After the show almost everyone, including you and the boys, was drunk or at the least tipsy. You and Michael (practically being the only real adults there) didn’t get to drunk but drunk enough he was flirting with you, hard. Something about you always intrigued him, it almost made him want to just stand and watch your every move.
All the boys had already gone to their tour buses. Now it was just you and Michael standing outside together. Michael grins looking around. “Cmon let’s go” he says pulling your hand to the inside of his bus, because of course instead of sharing like everyone else he had his own. You sigh and bite your lip. “Michael I- I don’t know about this and your my boss a- and” you stop as he drops to his knees in front of you, pouting like a scolded puppy. “Please…” he whines as his hands find your hips and he burrys his face between your thighs. “Please just touch me… in any way. I’ve been thinking about this for months! Every time I see you all I want to do is drop to my knees and do anything you want!” He whines against your thighs. Your hand finds his shaggy bright red hair making him look up at you. He rest his chin at your crotch and looks up at you still pouting. You feel your heart practically pounding against your chest. You knew you wanted this, no needed this but you weren’t sure, until you saw his eyes. The way he was saying a thousand words with just a look. Fuck it turned you on.
“Fuck, okay” you whisper making him bite his lip and stand up. “But don’t get cocky!” His face drops instantly. “I’m not! I promise! Please! I’m sorry!” He pleads. You bite your lip and roll your eyes before smashing your lips onto his. You nip at his lower lip making him whimper. You pull away and scoff as your thumb rubs his bottom lip to soothe it. “Wow I never thought the Michael Clifford would just melt at my feet like a sensitive puppy, just a lip bite really made you whimper?” You tease making his cheeks flush red in embarrassment. “Shut up” he mumbles embarrassed. You smirk “Awh poor little baby” your hand cradles his jaw and he instantly melts. “Do you need me? Yeah?” you whisper as he whines. Michael rolls his eyes and crashes his lips back onto yours. You giggle against him as you take his hand guiding him to the bedroom in the back of the bus. You push him to the bed and giggle, biting your lip. He props himself up on his elbows and whimpers as you straddle him and sit on his lap.
You could feel his core aching through his jeans as it rubbed against you. You nip at his neck making him whimper. You sit up and slowly trace your finger down his chest giving him goosebumps. You get to the hem of his shirt and lift it off revealing his dad bod. He blushes red in embarrassment “I know it’s not much but-“ he’s interrupted by his own gasp as you kiss down his chest leaving a trail of marks down his body. “I think you’re perfect baby, now stay still and be quiet for me, okay?” He nods in response not being able to form words as of right now. You get to his v- line. You smirk and unbuckle his jeans. You pull his jeans over and off his ankles. He was in boxers as red as his hair. You could practically see his whole print through them they were so thin. You giggle and kiss the crook of his neck. “Awh Mikey they match” you tease and whisper against his next making him roll his eyes.
You smile and pull off your shirt and unclip your bra. Michael’s hands find your jeans. He tugs at them. “Off, now” he whispers desperately. You grin and pull them off. He starts tugging at your (already damp) panties. You giggle “Not yet” You move so your straddling his thigh. You put a hand on his shoulder as leverage. “Something light first” “understand sweetheart?” you whisper. He nods impatiently. You slowly start riding his thigh, he bounces his thigh muscles making them hit your clit. You gasp quietly at the contact, the noises only making his bulge ache more. Your free hand reaches under his boxers pulling out his cock. You stroke slowly, your thumb rubbing the red tip every time you get to the top. He whimpers as you pick up the pace.
The combination of feeling your wetness on his thigh and the stroking was too much to handle for someone as sensitive as him. Michael moans and his head falls back as he reaches his climax, his fluids going all over your hand and the bed. He pants as you continue riding his thigh, almost immediately hitting your own climax. You giggle and roll over to lye next to him. “Wow that was quick” you tease, making him turn red again. “But we’re not done baby, since you were such a good boy for me I think you deserve a reward.” He instantly perks up at that and looks over at you “Really?” He asks as you bite your lip. “I’ll let you fuck me while i lay here.” He instantly starts moving in excitement and you grab his wrist making him freeze. “On one condition, you don’t cum until I let you, okay sweetheart?” You look into his desperate lustful eyes “yes mommy” he whisper whines eagerly before getting into position. Your panties were nowhere to be found and the head of his freshly hard cock was against your folds.
You brush hair out of his face “ready baby?” You whisper before he nods and shoves his head in. You moan as your head falls back and your tight walls clench around him. The feeling mixed with the vibration the moan sent through your body made him groan. He pushes another 2 inches in, then another, each inch making you both either gasp or hiss. Then he finally got all the way in. He starts thrusting slowly making you gasp. “You got this, right there, a little faster” you pant to him as he quickens his thrust. Michael moans fill the room. “Mommy, fuck” he whimpers before gripping your hips to hit even deeper, each thrust hitting your cervix. You let out one loud moan that almost made him finish. You could practically feel him pulsing inside you. “You got this, just a bit longer, I want you to cum with me okay?” You whisper looking down at the damage he’s done while thrusting. He was so deep you couldn’t more than a centimeter of his cock poking out. The view alone makes you wanna collapse but you were determined to last a bit longer.
You let out another big moan, the noises being mixed with Michael’s whimpers. “Mikey, now. I’ll do a count down okay?” You whisper and cradle his beet red face with your sweaty palm. He nods and continues his thrust. You gasp one last time. “Okay, one, two, three” you pant before groaning as the room fills with the sound of Michael moaning your name. The feeling alone of Michael filling you up made your brain fog. He practically collapses on top of you still not pulling out. “Stay like this for a minute, yeah?” He pants. You nod as you breathe, your body’s covered in sweat, some not even your own.
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