MARKED UP. | M. JACKSON , 18+
| HIStory!michael jackson x m!reader
| synopsis: michael admits his secret while yall are making out, changing your life forever.
| tags: vampire!michael, making out, biting, smut, angst, kinda fluff but barely
| warnings: blood/being bit, making out, smut, cursing
| a/n: this was request, and i thought it was awesome 🤩, mj vampire is so fire. okay, i actually really ended up liking this a lot more than i thought i would.
it was halloween night, and y/n had finally planned the perfect date for michael.
he was going to take michael to the drive-in theater, which felt extremely romantic with the dim lighting. michael loves movies, and y/n knew this would fulfill both their wants in a date.
he picked michael up at 8, knowing the sunset was at 7:30, so it would be plenty dark by the time he parked his car and got situated.
the drive there was fine, michael explaining his day, which included a 15 minute explanation about the mishap in the studio when the microphone just randomly stopped working. y/n frowned at the thought of his poor michael being frustrated for so long.
the movie started quickly after they were situated in the vehicle, michael snuggled into his boyfriend’s side, hand on his stomach. it wasn’t long before michael decide he needed to trail his hand downward onto his boyfriend’s crotch.
“what are you doing, baby?” y/n looked at michael.
“i just missed you.” michael whispered, moving his head to look up.
y/n smiled and leaned down to kiss michael. the kiss was rough, due to michael’s slightly chapped lips. it was also rushed, since michael moved his other hand to push the back of y/n’s head.
“missed you too, mikey.” y/n mumbled, gently slipping his tongue into the man’s mouth.
michael pushed back with his own tongue, but then pulled back. “wait. wait. i’m sorry, i cant.”
“what? why not?” y/n frowned, sitting up with michael to look at him seriously.
“i haven’t been honest with you, i’ve been keeping a big secret. it’s why i’m insecure about my smile, it’s why i won’t makeout with you. it’s why i’m terrified to do something wrong.” michael looked away, knowing that this secret could make or break their relationship.
“i’m a vampire.” michael swallowed, then bared his teeth at his boyfriend to showcase his fangs.
“holy shit.” y/n stared then reached out to touch one of the fangs. “michael, you’re a vampire.”
“i’m sorry i lied to you for so long. i’d understand if you don’t want to be together anymore, i was just scared to lose you.” michael looked at his lap.
y/n grabbed his boyfriend’s chin, “i wouldn’t leave you over something like this, mike.” he leaned forward and kissed michael again.
michael let y/n lean him back against the seat cushion. he let y/n stick his tongue down his throat. he let y/n pull their shirts off. but he couldn’t control his own mind once he saw his boyfriend’s bare shoulder.
michael pulled his boyfriend’s shoulder down, leaning up to meet it halfway, before biting down as hard as he could with his fangs.
they dug into y/n’s shoulder with sharp pain, blood gushing immediately from the bite wounds. y/n stared in shock, unexpecting of his boyfriend’s behavior.
“you bit me.” y/n whispered, snapping michael out of his trance, causing him to stare at the blood dripping from the other man’s shoulder. michael watched it before leaning forward to lick the blood away. he frowned, but relished in the taste.
“‘m sorry. so sorry, y/n. i really didn’t mean to. i’m sorry, i’ve ruined you. you’re gonna be just like me, and ‘m sorry.” michael frowned, knowing he just did the irreversible: he turned his boyfriend into a vampire.
“you.. you turned me into a vampire?” y/n stared down at michael, and watched as he slowly nodded his head. y/n, surprisingly, smiled, leaning down to kiss michael’s neck before moving down his body.
michael watched him undo the button of his jeans, and kick them off to sit in the floor of the car. “that means i’m stuck with you forever, i better start making the most of it.” y/n hummed, positioning himself between michael’s legs.
both the men still had boxers on, but it wasn’t going to stop y/n. he ground his hips down into michael’s, causing an abrupt moan to escape the bottom’s lips. he kept doing it, pulling michael’s left leg up to his shoulder as best as he could.
michael whined, “y/n! need you. need you sooo bad, forever and ever.”
“look what you’ve done to me, mikey. got me all worked up, covered in my own blood. lick it up, clean up the mess you made.” michael whimpered before forcing himself upward to attach his mouth to y/n’s shoulder, kitten-licking the wound he caused.
“yeah, mikey. keep going, keep cleaning. ‘m gon’ make you feel good.” y/n grunted, before pushing his hips into michael’s at an almost bruising force, which caused michael to pull his head back and moan.
“gon’ finish, y/n.” michael whined, gripping his boyfriend’s hair. “you make me feel so good, y/n. please, let me finish. please!”
“you can finish, mikey. come on, for me.” y/n rolled his hips a little quicker, listening to that whine michael lets out before he finishes. he chased his own high before slowly his pace, and eventually pulling back to lean on the other door.
“so, i guess i’m stuck with you for eternity now, huh?” y/n looked at his shoulder.
“is that an issue?” michael joked sarcastically.
