Just a small little blurb. I’m obsessed with his boots and I would like a pair please, thank you.
Also the title is from Kesha’s song ‘Boots’ highly recommend listening while reading.
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You twist your body and your feet in the floor length mirror in yours and Michael’s shared bedroom admiring his laced up boots on your own feet. You loved seeing him in them with his black cargo pants with the straps hanging from his knees. You loved Michael in anything he wore to be honest but something about him in all black and these boots?
It made you lightheaded.
You’d always admired his boots and what more of a perfect opportunity could you ask for to try them on while he was out with the guys for a meeting? You just had on one of his longer black t-shirts that went a little past your knee caps.
You kept turning in the mirror admiring how you looked and thought you could totally wear it out in public with some shorts and fish net stockings. A great look for Coachella which Michael has promised to take you to because you’ve never been.
Smiling to yourself, you grab your phone, strike a pose and snap a picture. You take a few more then send them all to Michael in a text saying ‘who wore it best? me or you?’
His response is immediate ‘me, obviously.’
You roll your eyes at his obvious sassiness then reply, ‘please. I’m wearing nothing under here, so I win.’
‘Someone’s being naughty, huh kitty?’ he texts back and then an idea strikes.
You sit up against the bed with your knees up and touching to showcase the boots in the mirror. You lift up his shirt so he can just see in between your legs, your fingers dangling teasingly over your bare core. You stick your tongue out then snap a photo.
‘If you can’t handle these claws, then you don’t get this kitty🐱’
After about five minutes he finally replies with ‘I’ll be home in twenty minutes.’
You smile to yourself and have some more fun by taking different photos and sending them to him until he comes home.
Twenty minutes later just like he said, you hear the dogs bark like crazy at his arrival and then you hear his heavy footfalls up the stairs. You’ve changed positions to be on the bed, feet hanging off the end and crossed with the boots still on.
Michael stops in the doorway staring at you, a coy smile on his face.
“Okay, the pictures were hot as fuck but now you just look adorable in my clothes,” he says then steps near the edge of the bed.
You sit up reaching for his hand that’s outstretched to you and kiss his knuckles. “You like seeing me in your clothes, Mikey?”
“I love it,” he smiles, his green eyes drinking you in. “Black is definitely your color, kitty.”
“I’m never giving these boots back, by the way,” you giggle and kiss his fingers some more.
In one swift moment he grabs you by the waist and tosses you further up the bed, his t-shirt you’re wearing hikes up. His fingers are soft as they trace designs down your waist and thighs, his eyes boring into yours, a slight smirk on his petal pink lips.
“I’ll buy you a pair so we can match,” he promises and presses his lips to yours. “Now, can I get a taste of my kitty?” His fingers slip between your legs and you gasp in response.
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Slowly sinking down on him, you felt the feeling that your body had been craving for months. You could manage yourself during those months without him, but nothing ever could compare to how Michael made you feel. He had been gone on tour, so you had been left to your own devices lately. It’s been rough on you, but the feeling of Michael inching his way into you made it all worth it. Your body rushed with chills at the pleasure as you threw your head back, sucking in air sharply. His hands flew to your hipbones, squeezing harshly as he groaned out your name. You were overcome with so much pleasure before you could even move, that your teeth bit down on your bottom lip as you got used to him inside you. Your walls flexed around him and one of his hands flew to his hair, pulling ferociously.
“Baby, don’t do that. I’ll be finished before you even move.” He gasped out, looking at where your bodies met. You smirked and waited longer. Once you felt like you were ready, your hips started rocking slowly back and forth overtop his. His hand flew back to your hip as his breathing started getting louder. You brought your hips all the way down so that they were flush against him. Aiming your body down some, you started grinding on him. Your head tossed back at the friction.
“You like that? Hmm? Is daddy making his princess feel good?” Michael leaned up and whispered in your ear. You absolutely loved when he said things like that to you, but hearing him sound so cocky made you want him to crack under you. You suddenly lifted your hips and slammed down, making him whine out and buck involuntarily. You whipped your head around so that all of your hair was out of your face and onto one side as you leaned down to his limp body. You kept lifting and slamming your hips down as you tried to sound as submissive as possible as you whimpered into his ear “Oh yes Daddy, you really fuck me so good. Please please please make me cum all around you, Daddy”
His eyes rolled back into his head and his mouth dropped open as his arms wrapped around your waist.
“You’re getting it now.” He grunted as he flipped you over so he was in control to make his princess feel good. Because that’s what Daddy’s are for.
I AM GOING TO BE WRITING NONSTOP PRETTY MUCH STARTING TONIGHT. SEND ME IN A DESCRIPTION ABOUT YOU (PHYSICALLY, PERSONALITY OR BOTH) AND YOU’LL GET SHIPPED. YOU CAN REQUEST A PERSONAL BLURB, BUT MAKE SURE YOU SAY IF YOU WANT ONE OR NOT. I’ll write anything fluff to smut and anything in between. You can request multiple blurbs. I won’t include names, they will just be personalized to your life/situation. ~Hannah xx
