DATING MICHAEL HEAD CANONS
summary: just two little love birds loving on eachother
michael jackson x male!reader
❥ you and michael have been together for months now, hidden away from the world. he’s still the sweetest, shyest man you’ve ever known. even after all this time he blushes when you call him yours. every night after the studio empties, he pulls you close on the big couch, resting his head on your chest while soft music plays. you run your fingers through his curls and he hums happily, completely relaxed only when he’s with you.
❥ michael is incredibly sensitive and responsive. the first time you kissed him properly, he melted instantly, letting out the softest little whimper against your lips. now he craves your touch constantly. you love how his breath hitches when you slide your hand under his shirt, tracing his skin, or when you pull him into your lap so you can kiss his neck and feel him shiver.
❥ one of your favorite things is going down on him. you’ll push him gently against the mixing console after hours, drop to your knees, and take him into your mouth while he tries to stay quiet. “b-baby… oh wow…” he gasps, fingers gently threading through your hair. he always cums with the prettiest moans, thighs trembling, looking at you with those big doe eyes full of love and pleasure. you always kiss his hip afterward and tell him how perfect he is.
❥ when michael tops you, he’s so careful and loving. he preps you for a long time with his long, elegant fingers, whispering sweet things the whole time — “is this okay? tell me if it hurts…” once he’s inside you, his rhythm starts slow and deep, face buried in your neck as he moans your name. he gets louder the closer he gets, holding you tight like he never wants to let go. the way he looks at you when he cums; eyes half-lidded, lips parted — is something you’ll never get tired of.
❥ you’re favorite nights are when you take turns spoiling each other. sometimes he rides you slowly on the studio couch, hands on your chest, biting his lip as he moves. other times you fuck him from behind while he grips the edge of the piano, both of you moaning in harmony. afterward you always cuddle, wrapped up in each other under a blanket, michael’s head on your shoulder as he falls asleep whispering how much he loves you.
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