#ch:michael

[chronicles-of-the-fallen]

[herosneednotapply]

Happy Birthday Michael & Jason

@thrall-of-the-hill

From Mama With Love

Read the little card in front of their respective cakes on the table. Red Velvet Marble cake with green icing for Michael. And Angel Food with Salmon Berries and whipped cream for Jason. Alongside them was a pile of gifts color-coordinated to each man. Addie had spent the better part of the day before sifting, rolling, cracking, and baking each egg to the exact specification. As far as she knew they had never gotten the chance to celebrate their birthdays. Too busy being raised as sacrificial lambs and forced to murder people. So she made it a point of making it a special occasion every year.

And now they got to be equal parts spoiled and harassed by their new adoptive family. In her heart of hearts, she could only hope that it worked towards healing their inner child. Reaching into her apron she took out her phone and took a picture of the set up of it and sent it to Lucas letting him know that it was ready for when they returned.

The sound of little feet on the stairs announced the presence of the younger maze siblings. Each holding a hand made gift to add to the pile. Baby John's had to be dried with a paper towel before being placed on the counter. With the help of additional little hands dinner was made and the table set by the time the boys walk in door.

"Happy Birthday!" They all yelled as if the boys didn't already know this was coming. It wasn't like it was a true surprise. Just an evening with family and friends to celebrate the middle and baby Myers boys. Addie hugs and kisses both of the overgrown men. Whispering sweet words of pride and encouragement to each of them.

By the time everyone is settled the boys respective partners arrive in time for cake and the opening of presents. Ever the good big brothers they allowed Baby John to blow out the candles (Off cake of course) and ended the night on a high note.

[goodewitchwalking]

“Oh god- I can feel you doing it around my cock. I can’t feel you-that’s it fuck yourself on me.” Michael

Lilith smiled her hips beginning to move faster as slid up and down his length. Arms wrapped loosely around his neck as she watched with bated breath as Michael began to fall apart. She squeezed around him content to draw him closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. Little fingers of pleasure began to grip her causing her movements to become a bit sloppy as she tried to hold out for a little bit longer.

"Look at me." She growled threading her fingers into his hair to tug his face back to look up at her. "I want you to see me and how good you make me feel. And see that blissed-out look on your face when you come for me. Can you do that for me, Pretty Boy?"

[goodewitchwalking]

[ LOOK ] : sender initiates intense eye contact with receiver. (Michael and Lilith- prolonged eye contact)

"You like what you see handsome?" Lilith said not even bothering to check behind her to make sure it was her usual favorite lurker. Only Michael ever looked at her with that sort of intensity. She touched up her makeup and finished putting in her earrings before turning to take a look at him a smile on her face. "Do I look better from the front or the back?"

As she spoke she gave a spin in her black dress especially purchased for the firemen's balls she had talked her boyfriend into attending with her.

"Either way you clean up rather nicely." She mused reaching out and running a hand over the lapels of his coat. A smile slowly started to spread on her lips as she admired him.

[goodewitchwalking]

Michael had been nose deep in a book, but that was long forgotten along with his ability to breathe. Steam rolled off the man's shoulders as he entered the cooler side of the house, a spell cast over Michael's whole body.

Lucian had gotten used to the different warm bodies, sounds, and scents that now made up his home. It was because of that that immediately noticed the sound of the once steady heartbeat becoming erratic as he entered the room. A sharp-toothed smile appeared on his face as he stood there in a low slung towel, hands above his head as he dried his hair. Michael was easily excited which often ended up making the older wolf react in turn. Those lingering looks of adoration and pinked cheeks made him feel like he could do anything in the world. This was of course without having to mention the bewitching minx that was Lilith.

Tossed the towel in his hands over his shoulders and approached the other man.

"Hey, there handsome. What's gotten you so worked up." Luci teased as he bent down and took the book from Michael's hands. As he skimmed over a few lines a dark chuckle rumbled its way out of his chest. "Michael baby this is a questionable read. Might I say even salacious at some parts? I could never get into books like this. Not when I have such a delicious-looking snack waiting so patiently to be devoured by me."

Lucian put the book face down on the table next to the chair the other man was sitting in. Leaning down he braced himself on the arms of the chair and stared down at Michael pressing a kiss to his lips.

"I could do that for you." He whispered seductively. "I could bend you over every surface in this house? Kiss you in places the sun hasn't had a chance to see? I'm always up for doing the bending but by the pitter pater of your heart you want to be taken...utterly and completely. All you have to do is ask me really nicely, begging me with those pretty blue eyes and I'll do things that will have the devil blushing."

[goodewitchwalking]

“I can’t breathe-“ Michael either or both

"Shhh, Shhh Michael." Lilith soothed as she rubbed her soft circles into his back. When he had begun to panic she had immediately shared a look with Lucian. She had only just gotten to explain a bit of the anxiety that would sometimes overcome their boyfriend but he had never witnessed it. The werewolf looked like a kicked puppy a look of worry plan on his face.

"Go turn on the shower and through some of the mint and eucalyptus salts in the bottom of it. I'll get him ready." She instructed as by now she had several different ways to calm the other man down. Lilith figured with the three of them it might be better if they used the shower than to try to cuddle the tightness in his chest away. "It's ok honey just focus on the sound of my voice. Everything is fine and nothing is going to hurt you. Put your head between your legs and take a few small breaths. The shower will be ready soon."

"Listen to her Green Bean I'll be right back to carry you to the bathroom. Just close your eyes and listen to the sound of Lili's voice." The wolf said as he all but sprinted into the bathroom. It took him a minute to fumble around in the cabinets for the soaks she Lili had been talking about. When he did find him he put them in a few reusable teabags and started the shower. Thanking the gods that he had opted into the oversized shower because the three of them wouldn't have fit. Returning to the bedroom he kneeled down and scooped the other man up after getting a nod from the small woman. "I got you sweetheart not too much further to go."

[goodewitchwalking]

"I thought you were dead..." Michael and Lilith

Lilith had also thought she was dead. As many times as they had removed the air from the room in a bid to put out her fire maybe she should be. She reached out and placed her hand against the glass that separated them giving him a tired smile. The young witch was struggling not to let her emotions cause her gift to burn out of control. But every time Michael came back covered in blood or ended up being punished by them she lost it.

"I'm sorry I must be making you worried," Lilith whispered voice hoarse from the last road of soundless screaming. She hated this more than she could put it into words. Here Michael was being forced to get his hands dirty after finally being allowed to live. And she was unable to free him too busy being trapped and used as a pawn to force him to submit. "I worked myself in a froth and they gave me a nice suffocation-induced nap."

[chronicles-of-the-fallen]

My Bell is the only thing keeping me from turning into an inferno.

Michael, Ch. 19

Tragic Papa!Michael feels are the worst Papa!Michael feels oh my God.

- Brenli