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꒦꒷︶°꒷︶°︶₊˚ʚ Michael x Baron ɞ˚₊︶°︶꒦˚︶꒷꒦
Moan (and/or loud) with Michael?
“Moan for me.”
i know we've talked about michael kinda being a 'try everything' and 'will do almost anything' kinda kinky person, but what are some specific kinks you think he'd be really into? and possibly get his partner into?
Anon, thank you for asking. 😵💫
Some of you have said that you’re waiting for Michael to be more dominant in my series so let me just tell ya, you’re in for one hell of a ride for chapter three ;)
Can you please hit me with your best Dom!Michael pics and gifs? I have a mad craving. Thanks!
Hi @effing-ineffable22, thanks for your patience while I found enough gifs with the vibe you are looking for to make a short narrative. I hope you enjoy!
Sins of the Flesh (Preview)
Hey, you guys wanna read a preview for my dark!Millory fanfic that right now is looking like porn with plot? Then, please, feel free. And it’s a first draft, so it’s rough. Also, don’t worry the next chapter of Dichotomy is underway
WARNINGS: Dom!Michael, derogatory terms.
Michael opened the door to his room, yawning quietly. Tomorrow he’d be taking the test of the Seven Wonders, and proving his superiority to those arrogant witches.
But instead of an empty room, he saw a young woman sitting on his bed, dressed in lacy black lingerie, thigh high stockings, and tall black heels. Her crimped, dirty blonde hair falling over her delicate shoulders.
He didn’t look upset, or even surprised to find her there. He gave a knowing smile, with a low, but pleasant tone, “Hello, Mallory.”
She moved like liquid, sliding off the bed to walk towards him, “Michael. Or should I say Mr. Supreme?”
He laughed, “Well, let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”
“Oh, come on,” she chuckled, “you could do the Seven Wonders in your sleep.”
He removed his jacket, hanging on the coat rack, his eyes fixed on her, “Even so, you should always be prepared.”
She hated how calm he was; how his eyes never wandered from hers over her body. Her fingers played at the thin strap of her bralette, causing it to slip of her shoulder, “Especially when you have such stiff competition.”
His gaze wandered ever so slightly to her bare shoulder, “Oh, really?”
“Can’t you tell?” She said with a satisfied grin, “Cordelia’s been training me. She’s sure that I’m the new Supreme.”
His eyes traveled down her body at last, her skin flushing at his inspection, “Why? Did you break into her room dressed like this too?”
She closed the distance between them, clutching either side of his shirt, and whispered, “I’m powerful too, Michael.”
He gripped her chin, his words dangerously serious, “Are you trying to threaten me, little girl?”
Her breath caught, a shiver of need passing through her, “No, I’m trying to offer you an ally.”
His eyebrow shot up, “Why would you want to help me? I would think I pose a threat to your coven.”
“I’ve always known you were special, Michael,” she confessed to him, sliding her hands down his chest, “Ever since we were little, I knew that I wanted to be by your side,” she felt a thrill in her core as she boldly brushed her fingers against the bulge forming in his pants, “Can you just imagine, me and you, the Supreme and the Antichrist ruling the world together?”
With a crushing grip on her wrist he wrenched it away, shaking his head, “So ambitious,” his other hand snaked around from her chin to grab a fistful of her hair and jerk her head back, “so greedy.”
She held onto his arm for support, her pulse quickening. She gasped when she felt his warm mouth next to her ear, “I didn’t know you had this side to you.”
“All I’ve ever been is such a goody two shoes,” she replied breathless, “You bring out a darkness in me.”
He forced her to look at him, stripping her to the bone with his unrelenting eyes, “A bit cliche is it not?” He backed her up against the footboard of his bed with a thud, “Wanting the devil to corrupt you.”
She sighed, biting her bottom lip, “I don’t know about the devil, but his son could do whatever he wants to me.”
He inched closer to her face, his mouth open, tempting her with a kiss. She closed her eyes and held her breath, desperately entangling her fingers in his hair, his grip on her wrist tightening. He hovered over lips, her legs pinned by him, leaving her in aching suspense. She started grinding slowly, trying to relieve some of her frantic desire. She leaned forward trying to force their lips together—
“It’s been a long day,” he whispered, loosening his grasp, “why don’t you run back to your room?”
In a moment the heat of his body was gone, leaving her in cold abandonment. “Wouldn’t want the Supreme to see her star pupil begging for me like a hungry little slut, would we?”
His words created a sharp streak of want to pierce through her, but she could only stand there frozen.
He lifted one side of his lips in a self-satisfied smirk, taking her hand between his gentle fingers and placing an infuriatingly chaste kiss on her knuckles.
“Good night, Mallory.”
Hi, doll! If ships are still open, can I have one? I’m 5’7’’, blonde, gray eyes. I’ve got quite a few tattoos, and my nose is pierced. My friends constantly describe me as the edgy/witchy one. I’m fairly introverted, but am super sarcastic with my friends.
Oooooh I’m gonna ship you with: fireandreign!michael
You should have died. When the massacre hit the Coven you should have bee murdered right along with your sisters, but your secret power, your skin as durable as diamond would never bend to bullets. Michael was flawed by your display of power, an asset and a tool he could sculpt and use. Someone he could throw right back in Cordelia’s smug face. At first you did what he said because it kept you alive, this was a man who could burn your very soul, make you head explode. If Michael Langdon truly wanted you dead - there were ways.
But attraction is inevitable, Michael catching your hands while you practice one day. His shirt is unbuttoned, revealing his stomach. Michael’s been at Cooperative meetings all day and it’s rare to see him in a state of casualness, even in the home you’re forced to share with him, ‘Like this.’ He instructs, guiding you through the correct hand movements. ‘It’s about clearing your mind.’
How can you do that with him so close?
If Michael hears your thought he ignores it, his hands still holding yours as he wraps your arms around your middle. ‘You’ve been so well-behaved.’ He murmurs, ‘I’m surprised, to be honest.’
‘There’s nowhere else for me to go.’ It’s the truth, the Coven think you’re dead and you have no way of finding where they are. All you can do is bide your time in the clutches of the Antichrist. But you don’t mind how Michael’s hands run up your sides, the catch in your throat when his chin rests on your shoulder.
His hands find your tattoos, ‘You are so beautiful.’ He praises, tugging your hair out of its ponytail. He presses a kiss to your cheek, ‘You need to learn what kind of magnetism you have, how to use it.’ His kisses travel lower, down your neck, his hands splaying over your stomach. ‘I can show you…if you’ll let me.’
You’ve caught his lips before you can help yourself. Michael groans in delight as you grasp the back of his head, your nose cool against his skin as you breakaway, his lips chasing after yours. Michael seems floored, his breath puffing in and out, heavy and thick, ‘Perhaps you know a little more than I thought.’
I was watching Netflix the other night and this girl was talking to her fiancee about her dress over the phone and he told her when she tried it on to "picture me taking it off." And that gives me dom!Michael vibes and I needed to share this with someone.
Share this with me anytime, any day babe! We all know Michael is one smooth talker when he wants to be, with that low (Travelling Salesman style) voice urghhhhhh daddy.
