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saturday nights [Fem Reader x Michael Langdon x Jim Mason x AHS 1984]
Summary: You and Michael have a Saturday night routine,deeming Saturday’s a special time for each other, and then things get a little awkward.
Warnings: smutty smut smut, swearing, a lil bit o awkwardness, minute amount of angst.
WC: 1.5k
A/N: Part of the Bestfriends Universe that can be found on my master list, here.
All that could be heard within the confines of Michael's dorm room, and probably the entire hallway of his floor, were pants, moans, and the hitting of his wooden bed frame against the wall as he thrusted in and out of you with a fiery passion. Your hands stayed wrapped around his neck as you two kissed slowly, sloppily, and tenderly. Jim, who happily asked Michael to be his roommate for this year, luckily, was away, hanging out with one of his other friends at their fraternity house. Unfortunately, Michael had forgotten to ask him what time he would be returning, but that was long forgotten when you showed up to his door.
Saturday nights. Those nights were your favorite because they were reserved for just you and Michael. There was no doubt that classes and extra curriculars kept you two from seeing each other as often as you would both like during the week. But the only thing Michael had to do on Saturday was cross-country practice and then he was yours for the rest of the day well into the night.
Eating in the dining hall was never an option on Saturdays. At least that what Michael kept telling you when he would take you to your favorite place for lunch, followed by some Icecream or frozen yogurt. And if the rest of the crew didn't ask in advance to all go to dinner together that night, he took you out again, this time to his favorite place to eat. After it was either back to his room or back to your room, several events taking place before leading up the beautiful position you were in now.
He picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he sat down on the edge of the bed, pressing his lips back to yours to resume the kiss as his hands firmly gripped your ass, giving it a good smack as you sway your hips back and forth on his length. Moving a few pillows behind him, he lays back, hands now around your hips.
"I want you to do the claiming tonight." he said to you. "Remind me of who I belong to."
With those words said, you removed the pillows from behind him, so that he laid flat against the bed and you pinned his arms above his head as you began to roll your hips feverishly on him. It started off slow and sensual at first, then quickly became slow and rough. Michael thrusted upwards into you gently, eager to create a little bit more friction, but you held him down with your hips, moving your hands to his chest. He threw his arms behind his head, watching you at work.
"As much as I would love to ruin you, tonight." you said, leaning forward and brushing your lips against his ear. "I've been missing your rough side as of late. I want you to pound me until I'm a screaming mess. Pound away all the stress from this week. Can you do that for me, Michael?"
As if he was waiting for you to say those words, to change your mind when he gave you the chance to be the one in the charge tonight, he grabbed your hips, and rammed in and out of you at a merciless pace. You threw your head back, letting out a breathy moan as your walls clenched and unclenched around him. His moans echoed right behind yours, him loving the sight of his cock disappearing in you and then reappearing. Your arousal and his pre-cum coated his shaft, making him slide in and out of you with ease.
"Mmm, look at you, baby." Michael said in awe as he watched your face scrunch up with pleasure. "You like when I tear that pussy apart? Is that what you look forward to every Saturday night?"
"God, yes, Michael." you moaned in response, scratching down his chest. "You feel so fucking good."
"Say my name again. Louder." And just when you think he couldn't go any faster, he did. "Let the whole hallway know how you get wrecked every Saturday night." You dug your nails into his chest, leaving a fresh set of scratches as you screamed his name out over and over. He twitched inside of you, a signal to both you and him that he was close, but you weren't too far behind as well. So in tune with each other, 90% of the time you reached your climax together. The other 10% was when Michael was urgent, needing you before his first class of the day or needing you after his last class of the day and right before cross country practice. On those days he came quick, a combination of stress and missing you throughout the day. This often left you, longing for him and he always made sure to make it up to you either later that same day or the next.
Without warning, he slipped out of you, making you whimper at the lost of contact, so close to your end. He sprung up from the bed, grabbing you up with him, giving you a few quick kisses, a giggling mess the both of you, as he dragged you over to his desk. Whatever was on there was thrown onto his bed. Before he could tell you to do anything else, you were already bent over, legs spread wide apart.
"Such an eager little girl aren't you?" he smirked as he walked over to you. "What if I wanted to look at you? Hm?"
"Then make me look at you, Michael." you retorted, wiggling your ass a little bit.
"Mmmm, naughty naughty." he answered, biting his lip and lining himself up with your entrance before slowly sliding back into you, filling you all the way up. He wasted no time getting back up to speed, his hand taking aggressive strikes at your ass, his other hand entangled in your hair, snapping your head back to make you look at him while he pummeled you. "So fucking wet for me. So so so beautiful."
"Mmmm, Michael, I fucking love you. It's all for you, baby."
"Yeah?" he questioned, kicking the his desk chair that was still too close behind him for comfort, to give himself a bit more room. He angled himself just right, now ramming into your g-spot over and over as a mixture of moans, expletives, and screams left your lips. "I love you too."
Over all of the moans and screams, the both of you had failed to realize that Jim was now aggressively rattling his key in the door, desperate to get it open. Through the door Jim and Brooke busted in a fit of giggles as the two messily made out with each other, hands roaming freely over each other's bodies. You and Michael both snapped your head in their direction, absolutely shocked as Michael halted, deep inside of you.
"I'm going to fuck the shit out of you..." a breathless Jim said as he quickly discarded of his jacket and white t-shirt, letting Brooke's hand roam down his chest and torso straight to his belt buckle, leaving sloppy kisses along his tummy. Attempting to get in tune with his surroundings, he quickly glanced around the room, you and Michael being a rather large blur, a blur so large that Jim had to do a double take. His eyes met Michael's first who simply just stared, speechless.
"Oh. Oh fuck." Jim said, grabbing Brooke's hands.
"What?" she questioned confused, looking up at Jim who wasn't even looking at her. She turned her head in his direction, looking at a naked you and a naked Michael. "Ohhhh...."
"Uhhhh...." Michael said, finally breaking his silence. "I won't say anything if you guys don't?"
"It's not the first time I've walked in on my friends fucking. I caught Xavier and Montana last weekend." Brooke shrugged. Jim and Michael now looked awkwardly around the room, not wanting to meet each other's gaze anymore.
"It's cool, we'll just Uh.... go finish in the showers or something." Jim said, scratching the back of his head, pulling Brooke up off the bed and to her feet. "Honestly forgot that you two usually have Saturday nights reserved." You couldn't bring yourself to say anything. While you've heard your friends fucking from outside of their rooms on days you would walk past or attempt to pop in for a surprise visit until you realized that you couldn't, you haven't ever been walked in on or walked in on someone else. You weren't embarrassed or anything since it was just Jim and Brooke, just shocked as all.
"Yeah... yeah... sounds good." Michael said. "Have fun?"
"Totally." Jim said, grabbing his towel out of his closet and quickly dragging Brooke out of the room. The two of you let out a hefty sigh as you were left alone again.
"What the fuck just happened?" you asked Michael.
"Let's not talk about it before it kills my hard-on. Let's just finish each other out. Deal?"
"Deal.." you said, your breath shaky as he resumed what he was doing before the two of you got interrupted.
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“what’s with you and calling dibs?” Montana rolled her eyes.
Xavier shrugged, “doesn’t matter, she’s mine now, deal with it.”
Montana groaned, “fuck off Xavier.”
“you’re stuck with me Montana, deal with that.”
Montana tried to hide a smile, “can someone please kill this moron?”
The last part. btw nick from jatp is nothing but wholesome, he needs more love !!!!
Comfort Characters pt. 2
Top left: Stanley Uris
Top right: Dash Parr
Middle left: Schmidt
Middle right: Nick Miller
Bottom left: Xavier Plympton
Bottom right: Nick
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