You Don’t Wanna Have Sex With Me?
Unfinished/Scrapped Idea: Cheeky! Manipulative! Michael x Female! Reader, Baby Trapping
A/N: HI AGAIN! This is another unfinished work! It was inspired by Pink Pantheress’s song tonight! I don’t see a lot of baby trapping in the MJ fanfic community and I thought I’d fix that with this but I never got to finishing it lol 😂 but here’s the snippet.
Fact: This story has a lot of versions! I have one that’s more “dark” actually it’s very dark but if anyone wants to read it I’m willing to post the snippet of it. But be warned it is not sunshine and rainbows it’s a darker version of the baby trapping and non-con elements
Warnings: Manipulation, slight non-con elements, mentions of baby trapping, not taking “no” for an answer (remember no is a sentence! Respect boundaries!!)
The living room was dim, only the soft glow of the TV flickering across the walls. Some random YouTube video he put on droned on in the background, but neither of you had paid attention to it for the last twenty minutes. Michael had you half-draped across his lap, one arm curled possessively around your waist while his mouth moved slow and hungry against yours.
His kisses were dangerous tonight: deep, lazy, like he had all the time in the world to unravel you. Long fingers slipped under the hem of your shorts, tracing warm circles against your skin, and every time you tried to catch your breath he just pulled you closer, humming softly like this was the most natural thing in the universe.
“Baby…” you managed between kisses, heart racing as his hand drifted higher, “where’s the condom?”
He didn’t even pause. Just smiled against your lips, that sweet smile. “I’ll pull out,” he murmured, like it was the simplest solution ever. “Trust me, baby. I got you.”
You pulled back just enough to look at him, eyebrows raised. “Michael.”
“What?” He blinked, all innocence. “Plan B works too if anything happens. Buttttt nothing’s gonna happen!”
“No.” Your tone was firm, even as your body still hummed from his touch. “We’re not doing this without one.”
He let out the tiniest dramatic sigh and flopped back against the couch cushions, bottom lip jutting out in the most pitiful pout you’d ever seen on a grown man. A literal pout.
You ignored it or at least tried to. Grabbing the remote, you turned the volume up on the video and pretended to watch, arms crossed like you were unbothered. But the silence stretched. And then… the stare.
You felt it burning into the side of your face.
Against your better judgment, you glanced over.
And there it was: full puppy eyes. Wide, glossy, unfairly beautiful. Those lashes casting shadows on his cheeks, lips still pushed out, head tilted just slightly like a kicked puppy who only wanted love.
“Fuck,” you thought to yourself, “hes doing it again!”
Michael’s expression shifted the second he saw the crack, soft, victorious, but still playing the part perfectly.
“Mamas…” he cooed, voice dropping into that honeyed whisper that always melted your resolve. He leaned in slowly, like he was afraid you’d bolt, pressing a feather-light kiss to the corner of your mouth. “I just wanna make you feel good. Don’t you love me?”
You opened your mouth, but he was already sliding closer, trapping you by wrapping his arm around your waist.
“I promise I’ll be so careful,” he breathed, lips brushing your ear now. “Plus… we’re gonna get married anyway, right? So it’s okay if we have a baby. Our baby. Wouldn’t that be beautiful?” He nuzzled into your neck, all warm skin and that signature cologne that made your head spin, still pouting even as he kissed along your jaw. “You’re still gonna get a hot girl summer… just as my wife,” he added with a soft, delusional little laugh, like it was the most reasonable compromise in the world. “C’mon, baby. Let me love you the way you deserve. No barriers. Just us.”
His hand was already slipping back under your shirt, slow and coaxing, like he knew the puppy eyes had done half the work and now he just had to seal the deal with that voice and persistence.
He didn’t move to get a condom.
He just waited, pretty and patient and utterly convinced that “no” was a word that didn’t apply to him.
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