Hi. I’m a huge fan! We all know that Michael was very much a gentleman and easily embarrassed at times, so I wanted to know if you could write a fic where Michael’s girlfriend (or wife; it’s up to you) asks him to be more adventurous during sex (hair pulling, dirty talk, back shots, things like that) and he refuses, at least initially. I would love to see how you bring this idea to life!
Teach me
A/n: TYYYY and I’m obsessed with this idea (this one kinda long)
Contains: black reader, explicit content, strong language, hair pulling, choking, ass slapping
Summary: Teaching your gentle husband how to be dominant!
Now playing: Freak - Doja Cat
You love Michael, you truly did. It was the best day ever when you shared your vows at the altar, sharing a kiss that that was an equivalent to a life contract with each other.
He was the best husband ever, and you wouldn’t trade him for anything in the world.
Michael is a gentleman, the kind that opens your door, never fails to shower you in kisses and praises, protecting you from any potential harm.
He was also the type of gentleman that worried about hurting you, seeing you as a goddess that shouldn’t be manhandled and dragged around.
You loved how he viewed you but you also know what you liked. The slow love-making and gentle kisses were nice but you itched for more.
You were gonna ignore it, brush it off, be grateful for what you had.
Until the itch became too strong.
•••
Michael rolled his hips into you, slowly fucking you. “You feel so good, beautiful.” He murmured in ecstasy.
You swore it felt good but your mind was so distracted, you barely heard him. Noticing your distant look, he halted his movements, concern taking place in his expression.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” He asked making your eyes snap towards him. “Nothing.” You answered quickly with a smile to reassure him but the furrow in his eyebrows didn’t disappear.
“Talk to me, mama.” He pulled out to have a seat on the bed, gently sitting you up aswell. As much as you wanted to leave it alone, he’s very persistent and wouldn’t give up till you spilled the beans.
“I was just thinking…about…trying new things.” You couldn’t look at him, staring at a loose string on the bed spread. He stared at you, waiting for you to explain.
“Like…in the bedroom.” You muttered. His eyebrows lifted in surprise, a small hint of confusion. “Did I do something wrong?” He asked worrying that he wasn’t pleasuring you correctly.
He would’ve felt absolutely terrible, “No baby, you do amazing I promise.” You quickly reassured, looking into his doe eyes.
He let out a small breath of relief, “i just want you to try and be more….rough.” You said. He blinked at you, “rough?”
“Yea like….pulling my hair or something.” You shrugged trying to play it off like you weren’t scared to say it.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” He said placing his hand on your knee. “Baby, you won’t…if anything it’ll make me feel even better.” He gently chewed on his bottom lip, considering your words.
Even thought he doesn’t understand it, he’ll do any and everything for you. “You have to teach me.”
•••
“But I can’t see your face, mama.” Michael pouted standing behind you. You were bent over the bed, after convincing him to try doggystyle. “It’s okay baby, just look at my ass.” You shrugged.
His face heated up at the explicit word, eyes darting to your ass quickly. He face palmed, feeling so dirty.
“Now, just put it in like normal.” You told him. He removed his hands from his face with a sigh. He took his length in his hand, dragging it against your wet pussy.
He eased in, breath catching in his throat. In this position, he went way deeper causing your eyes to roll back. “Michael.” You gasped feeling his hips connect to your ass.
His lips were parted and eyes clenched tightly, feeling you squeeze around him. He opened his eyes to look at your ass. He wasn’t used to seeing it like but God did he love it. He swallowed before slowly pulling out to thrust back in.
“F-faster.” You told him. His hands gently held your waist as his pace slightly sped up. He bit his bottom lip watching your ass jiggle every time he bottomed out.
Your moans began to fill the room, feeling him deep inside of you. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the movement, the vulgar sight turning him on even more.
“Baby…grab my hair.” His eyes widened at your request but he hesitantly listened. He laced his fingers near your scalp.
“Tighter.” You ordered which he obeyed. He finally gave a tug and he felt you clench around him. A groan left his mouth, arousal only spreading around his dick.
“Just like that, baby.” You moaned. One thing Michael loves is praise, so hearing you approve of his actions only pushed him further. He tugged at your hair once again, speeding up his pace to where he was pounding into you.
“Oh! I’m gonna cum.” You cried out, eyes rolling back. “Smack my ass, baby—please!” You begged knowing that’ll push you to the final edge.
As much as he was scared, he still did a light smack. “Michael—harder—make me cum.” You told him, still teetering on the edge.
He could tell from the neediness of your voice that you were so close. He drew his hand back, ignoring all warnings in his head and smacked your ass. A loud clap was made from the impact, a moan from you following afterwards.
His eyes watched the ripple from the impact and he almost busted right in that moment. How can something so nasty feel so good?
Your legs quivered feeling the burst from your orgasm rush through you. He moaned getting off to the sounds of your pleasure and the clench from your hole.
“Mmm, good job.” You sighed.
•••
“Okay baby, I need you to talk to me.” You told him. You were in missionary, legs wrapped around his slim hips. “Like just talk?” He wondered, a bit confused.
“No, like nasty. Can you say pussy?” You asked him making him gasp. “That’s so vulgar though.” “That’s what makes it sexy.” You explained with a giggle.
“Your….um.” He hesitated, nervous to say it but seeing your pretty eyes on him gave him the courage. “Your pussy feels good.” He whispered.
You gave him a small smile, “Good, now say fucking.”
“Baby, I can’t, I’m too embarrassed.” He said with a smile, covering his face with one hand. “Okay, listen to me then.” You told him. He looked at you, feeling your hips grind up into his dick.
Your warmth coated him causing his eyes to flutter shut. “Your dick feels so good inside of me.” You moaned. The stir he felt in his stomach was deep, causing his hips to stutter against yours.
“How good does my pussy feel, baby?” You asked him. His eyes opened, low hooded. “It-it feels good.” He answered. You shook your head, “What’s good?”
He let out a groan feeling you clench around him, you were determined to break him in. “Your pussy feels so good.” He said, voice slightly shaking, hips naturally picking up speed.
“Mmmm, keep talking.” You commanded. He racked his brain for every dirty word he knows. “Do you like the way my dick feels?” He asked, swallowing his nerves down.
Hearing you moan made him relax, you genuinely enjoyed this. “You like me fucking you like this?” Hearing Michael speak dirty was something you never thought would happen. Now that you’re here, you wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else.
You nodded your head, eyebrows furrowed. His hips picked up speed and he watched your hand trail between your warm bodies to rub at your clit.
He seen your other hand reach for his arm and he watched curiously as you brought his hand to your neck. “B-baby?” He asked. Your actions truly were mind blowing him, the fact he was enjoying it may have surprised him even more.
“Do it, Michael.” You told him, fluttering your eyes shut. He slowly tightened his loose grip around your neck and groaned when he felt you clench around him.
“Don’t stop, baby—you’re doing so fuckin’ good.” You whined. Once again hearing the praise shut down all original thinking. He pounded into you and the only thing in his mind was making you proud.
“Your pussy is so wet baby, are you gonna cum f’me?” He asked. You immediately came around him, drawing out a loud moan at his new found aggressiveness.
He chased after his orgasm, bottom lip sucked into his mouth. He let out a groan as he came inside, rolling his hips inside of you.
“Are you okay, love?” He immediately asked, cupping your face into his hands. “Yes baby, I’m fine.” You giggled.
“Go head and recover, you have more to learn.”
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