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Introducing Tink ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚

⋆.𐙚 ̊ unapologetically black. I absolutely love writing, it’s my passion. Music lover. Black writer & reader. 25

I only write for Michael, requests are open ℳ𐙚

This is a safe space for all my “weird” black girls.

I do not condone any hate, violence, abuse, or racism. Period. If you have absolutely anything negative to say about Michael or my work I will 100% hurt your feelings

Masterlist

#michael joseph jackson #michael jackson #mjtag #mj fanfic #fanfic #fantasy #fem reader #mjjinnocent #mature era #mjjforever #mjj #thriller era #bad era #off the wall era #history era #invincible era #michael x reader #michael jackson x reader #michael jackson smut

Otw!michael would have you home at 9pm sharp & kiss you on the front porch 😩. I need him.

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heyyy! what’s your wattpad so that i can also support on there!!!

So I’m currently working on multiple books on my Wattpad. But my first one will most likely be a mature era fic, but it’s definitely my favorite rn.

@OriginalBarbieAri is my handle 👄

I’m working on my requests I promise 😩

Me returning home to Neverland after finding out what “good fish” meant

#michael jackson #michael joseph jackson #michael jackson x reader #michael x black!reader

Imagine being in a relationship with inexperienced otw!michael & having a serious fellatio fetish. You’d perform on Michael in the most inconvenient places possible just to have the thrill of almost being caught. Like the time you stayed on set with him during the wiz and deep throated him while he talked to the director through the door of his dressing room. You loved performing on Michael because of how flustered he’d get and how much he’d beg you not to stop. But your favorite part was watching him cum & getting to taste his fluids. The way he’d shiver and whimper always made you wet. Occasionally, he’d cum on your face because you liked it, even though he felt so guilty about it. Everytime the two of you were together, he knew you’d ask to give him head and slowly he started to crave your mouth even more than the last time

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A/N: Ok I’m actually going to bed now.

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Hope your having a great day , your my favorite writer on this mf🥹🤌🏾🤌🏾

THANK YOU BAEEEEE💞💞💞💞

I hope both sides of your pillow is cold & Michael visits you in your dreams tonight 🥴

𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐭|𝐌.𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧

Synopsis: Crossing boundaries that your soft dominant partner forbid & having to own up to your actions

Warnings: smut, dom!michael, soft dominance, brat, brat tamer, praise and disappointment, masturbation, penetration, cowgirl, obedience, and caregiver sub!michael if you squint

Michael had been gone since early that morning, leaving you alone to entertain yourself in the quiet mansion. After hours of wandering from room to room, boredom got the best of you. Before you knew it, you were rifling through Michael’s belongings, your curiosity peaking when you spotted his large black briefcase

Popping the locks off, you opened the briefcase and revealed some of the sex toys that Michael would use on you, that’s the only time you were allowed in possession of these items. One of your favorites was the pink bunny that he picked out for you, he only used it for special occasions because of how much you enjoyed it

You bit your lip, contemplating your next move. Every part of you wanted to give in to your curiosity, but you knew Michael wouldn’t be happy if he caught you going through his things

“It’ll be quick” you whispered to yourself, as though you needed the reassurance more than anyone else

Turning the vibrator on you relaxed on the edge of the bed, slowly closing your eyes as the strong pulses touched your clitoris. Taking a deep breath before slowly rubbing the silicone device in a circular fashion

What you didn’t know was that Michael was already on his way home. Humming quietly to Sade as the scenery drifted past the car window, his mind never strayed far from you. After the kind of day he’d had, all he wanted was to be back in your arms, surrounded by the warm, familiar scent of your Good Girl perfume and the comfort of holding you close

Stepping inside, Michael called out your name the moment he entered the foyer. Usually, by now, you’d already be leaning over the spiral staircase with a smile on your face, eager to welcome him home. When you didn’t answer, he simply assumed you’d fallen asleep. Thinking nothing of it, he slipped off his shoes and made his way upstairs, absentmindedly humming the same Sade tune that had followed him home

“Fuck—fuck baby I’m about to cum!”

As Michael stepped into the bedroom, he froze. His gaze settled on you, then the open briefcase beside you. A flicker of disappointment crossed his face before he masked it completely. Without a word, he leaned against the doorframe, his jaw clenched and his hands buried deep in his pockets, giving you every chance to realize he was standing there

Your face scrunched up and your toes curled as you finally released your built up frustrations. Jaw dropping and whimpering as you pressed the vibrator harder into your clitoris until you orgasmed. Feeling your water fluids coat your vibrator mocking the sound that you only made with your husband

Your heart dropped the moment you opened your eyes and saw Michael standing in the doorway. “Baby—” you stammered, scrambling to gather your thoughts as the realization of what you’d done came crashing down on you. Scrambling so hard that you dropped the vibrator that was still in use, watching it vibrate against the wooden floor

Without saying a word, Michael walked over to you. He gently picked it up, switched it off, then carefully placed it back inside the black briefcase before closing it with quiet precision. “You went through my things…” He said turning on his heels and facing you, hands back in his pockets

“I’m sorry” covering yourself

Michael quietly began to undress, loosening his tie before draping it over the dresser. Without sparing you a glance, he crossed the room and lowered himself into his favorite plush chair

Using two fingers, Michael silently beckoned you over. As you hesitated, he calmly pushed his glasses farther up the bridge of his nose, his eyes never leaving yours. As you stepped closer he unbuckled his pants and exposed himself to you

Slowly you sat in his lap, one leg at a time. Just before you got comfortable he led you under false pretenses with his sweet smile, unexpectedly he grabbed your hips and slammed you down on his shaft, immediately your delicate hands dug into the velvet shirt he was wearing, crying out in agony

“Look at me”

Biting the inside of your lip, you hesitated for a moment before finally finding the courage to obey his silent command

Resting his head against the chair, Michael studied your face with a subtle, knowing smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Groaning at the sensation of your walls clenching around him and rubbing at your waist and rocking your hips back and forth

“You know what you did, right?”

You nodded your head, trying not to moan

“Use your words”

Pausing for a few seconds “Yes, I broke a rule” you bit on your lip looking down at Michael

“Do you remember why I made that rule in the first place?”

Michael tightened his grip on your hips, now bouncing you up and down—hard enough to make your breasts spill out of your blouse “Answer me”

Your arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders, now bouncing on his dick with your feet as his hands caressed over your butt. Moaning in your ear and gripping tighter with his large hands

“Because only you can please me” you admitted in an embarrassing manner

“Mhm” he replied. Bouncing you harder on his dick watching your fluids quickly coat himself, biting his lip at the sight

“So this morning wasn’t enough for you?”

“I just missed you—I wanted more”

A soft chuckle escaped him as he shook his head. “Oh, you want more?” he teased, pressing a lingering kiss to your collarbone. “Don’t stop until I tell you”

“O-kay” you whimpered hugging your arms tighter around him as you sped up your pace

Your body was completely pressed against Michael’s. Giving him everything you had, your arms tighter around his neck and your mouth pressed against his collar bone—crying and drooling in the crook of his neck “Oh my god!”

“Michael I can’t keep going my legs are numb” you whimpered “Can I please stop?”

Just then Michael grabbed your face and wiped away your flowing tears with his big hands, pulling you in to kiss the side of your face “I didn’t tell you to stop now did I?”

You shook your head no, but each bounce felt like your last. Your legs were trembling and you left behind a thick creamy mess—the body fluids from the both of you mixing with one another’s

“You look so beautiful, Princess” Michael complimented while sticking his thumb in your mouth, allowing you to suck it before abruptly pulling it away

“Baby I’m sorry, please I won’t do it again” you begged

“You done?” He asked grabbing your face

“Yes”

“Are you gonna listen next time?”

“Yes” you gasped blinking away your tears

“You gonna cum for me one last time?”

“Yes! Oh my god yes” unable to contain yourself anymore you came for the third time on Michael’s dick

Rocking yourself back and forth in his lap while digging your nails in his body, clenching your walls around his shaft compulsively after cumming so hard

Tears welled in your eyes before spilling over, your body finally giving in to the exhaustion. Overwhelmed and utterly drained, you felt like you couldn’t take another second

Finally, Michael showed you mercy. Holding the weight of your body up and kissing your body repeatedly “I know, baby. It’s okay”. Kissing at your cleavage and collar bone before finally resting at your lips

Seeing how utterly exhausted you were, Michael carefully lifted you into his arms and carried you to the bath. Supporting your weary body against his chest, he took his time washing away the day’s exhaustion, his movements slow and gentle

He even washed your hair, his fingers carefully working through each strand as you rested against him, too tired to keep your eyes open. Half asleep, all you could do was melt into his embrace, finding comfort in the quiet tenderness of the moment

Even though you’d broken one of his rules and deliberately disobeyed him, Michael’s love for you never wavered. If anything, moments like these only reminded you that, despite his disappointment, he would always care for you and do anything to make sure you were okay. He secretly loved when you broke a rule so that way he could actually punish you, sometimes it was just a test

Completely exhausted, you drifted off into a deep sleep not long after your bath. Hours later, the soft melody of Michael playing the piano gently stirred you awake

Still groggy, you reached over to rub your eyes before noticing a familiar red Cartier box resting on your nightstand. Beside it sat a neatly folded note, written in Michael’s unmistakable handwriting

My spoiled brat,

I hope you’ve learned that every rule I make comes from a place of love, never control. Trust means everything to me, and I need you to protect it just as carefully as I do.

Your gift is waiting for you. Consider it a reminder that even when you test my patience, you’ll always have my heart.

Now promise me you’ll stay out of my briefcase.

…And please continue to love me.

Forever Yours,

M 🍎

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Okay this might be a weird request but I just read ur hidden away story and I got me thinking I’ve realized writers don’t really write Micheal like as if he were still here idk if this would make you uncomfortable but I’d like a story about like Micheal and his wife who’s maybe 20-25 years younger than him now living life together as if he still were to be here id also love some smut maybe Micheal as a sub I’ve always thought of him that way it can be a whole story or just a headcannon like of their life together

Soooooo

I’m actually writing an entire story like this on my Wattpad currently! :)

It’s still in the works but I’m at least ten chapters in; it’ll be up sometime next month

I’ve been back writing on Wattpad and I can’t wait to publish my first book, it’s so good 😩! I love how detailed I can be in my stories

#theonlyonlinefish💋🎙️#michael joseph jackson #michael jackson #mj fanfic

𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧|𝐌.𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧

Synopsis: a continuation of part one

Warnings: SMUT! Sub!michael, Cheating, betrayal, sneaky blowjob, cumshot, face sitting, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, pre—ejaculation embarrassment & pet names

None of my work is for minors 🔞

The atmosphere in Michael’s bedroom had took a frantic shift, the air was thick and heavy. Underlying swearing and babbling coming from the both of you, this felt like a competition that had no winner in it, night after night the two of you played this game but as each time passed it was clear that neither one of you cared anymore

The two of you had grown careless when it came to hiding your feelings. Not careless enough for anyone else to notice, but enough that the lingering glances, the stolen smiles, and the subtle tension between you had become harder to ignore

Somewhere along the way, you both realized it was no longer about keeping the affair a secret because it was wrong—it was because every stolen moment, every risk taken, only made the attraction between you that much more intoxicating. The fact that it was forbidden had become part of the thrill

“Baby please don’t stop” you whimpered softly, “Fuck”

His hands wrapped around your waist, keeping you locked in place. Your hips rocking back and forth as you rode Michael’s face

“Just like that” you softly moaned dropping your head backwards “oh my god you’re making me feel so good”

You came twice already but Michael still wasn’t satisfied, he was going for the third orgasm. Tongue fucking you from underneath and flicking his tongue into your clitoris

“You like when I fuck your face don’t you?”

Michael nodded his head underneath you, gripping harder at your body. Over the last few intercessions you had with Michael, you learned how much he loved being talked to and being praised for his performance

“Don’t cum yet, baby. I promise I’ll make you cum okay?”

Michael nodded his head in understanding

Grabbing one of his hands you kissed his fingers gently, watching your lipgloss leave marks behind before coating them in your saliva—sucking his fingers, closing your eyes and envisioning his dick in your mouth

Feeling Michael moan from your actions your thighs clenched around his head, making you curse under your breath. Releasing his fingers and admiring the soft glistening shine on them “Michael I’m about to cum” you whispered looking down at him

Just then he placed both of his hands back on your hips and forced you back and force into his mouth. Sucking harder until he felt you shaking and whimpering “Ouu shit, right there right there” your bottom lip quivering as your body finally betrayed you and gave him what he wanted, you had to cover your mouth to mask your moaning as he continued moaning and dragging your pussy across his face. Engulfed in your essence and your sweetness

After a few soft kisses and few more desperate licks, Michael finally released you. Allowing you to finally slide off of his face.

You leaned forward, grabbing Michael’s face with your hands seeing how soaked his face was “my sweet face” kissing his lips gently before forcing your tongue in his mouth and sucking all of your juices off, moaning at your own taste

Michael’s face betrayed him. Whatever had happened, the guilt was already written all over him “Baby what’s wrong?” You asked

He cleared his throat, pretending to adjust the fabric of his sweatpants before leaving his hand resting there. That’s when it was clear that he was trying to hide something

Swatting his hand away that’s when you realized he had already came, a large protruding stain coming from his pants. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry” he repeated

Kneeling in front of Michael, you quietly motioned for him to step closer. Without a word, he followed your silent instruction, something about watching him undressing himself turned you on even more

Watching his cum drip from his tip made you even wetter, grabbing his tip and kissing it repeatedly before frantically teasing it with the tip of your tongue before ending it with a sucking sensation. Keeping your eyes focused on him as he began to loosen up

“That’s feels so good baby” he whimpered softly

Just as you had gotten comfortable and managed to swallow his full dick a knock came from the other side of the door. Michael immediately froze with fear, but it only fueled you to keep going. Speeding up your pace, you bobbed your head and stroked his dick with both hands

“Michael??” your boyfriend said just outside the door

“Oh fuck” he panicked staring down at you. Unable to move from your grasp

You began slowing down as a tease, until you felt his hand grasp around the back of your head “Please don’t stop” he whispered “I’ll make him leave, I promise”

Slowly taking his dick out of your mouth you kissed his tip last, “Okay baby” you whispered “If you do a good job I’ll let you cum inside me tonight”

Swiftly nodding his head , feeling his tip ooze from excitement at your sweet words “I’ll do anything for you”

“Good boy”

You proceeded to deep throat Michael, moaning only loud enough to allow his dick to feel your vibrations

“What?” Michael replied

“Turn the damn tv down I can hear your porno through the wall”

Michael glanced up at the television, only then realizing the screen had gone black. It had shut off minutes ago. The only sound filling the room now was the muffling moans, and the unmistakable noises the two of you had been too caught up to notice

“O-Kay” Michael barely capable of getting that one sentence out

Looking down at you “Please don’t stop, please make me cum” he whispered to you

His eyes rolled and he growled softly feeling his top push up against your uvula “Just like that”

“You’re sick—anyways have you seen my girl? She said she was coming up here to take a nap but I can’t find her”

Staring down at you, Michael licked his lips. Wanting to cum just from the thought of you being on your knees while your boyfriend searches for you. Gripping onto the bedsheets, Michael could feel himself breaking out in a sweat on his forehead

Michael swallowed hard before forcing himself to answer. “No… haven’t seen her.” He hated how stiff his voice sounded, praying his brother wouldn’t notice the hesitation

“Baby please let me cum already” he whispered

Just then you took his dick out your mouth and began tapping it against your tongue. Spitting on his tip and messily rubbing it against your lips, while watching Michael fight every urge to cum

“It’s okay baby” you said softly before returning back to rubbing his tip along your mouth

“Are you sure?” His brother asked “Because mother said she heard you talking to her earlier”

“Can you just give me a minute!?” Michael sighed. “I’m dealing with enough as it is”

“Fuck you too then” his brother scoffed walking away

Just then you began jerking Michael off while pulling his face towards you, pulling him into a sloppy kiss before biting on his lips. Feeling his desperation in the kiss before you yanked it away

“You did do good baby” you whispered against his lips “Listening to you lie for me like that made me wanna fuck you even more”

“I-I told you I’d do anything for you” breathing heavy “Can I please cum now? Let me cum for you please”

“Are you gonna be a good boy for me?”

“Yes! Yes I promise”

Kneeling back into submission sticking your tongue out, watching Michael jerk himself off and aiming at your mouth. Suddenly him warm cum sprayed the outside of your lips and the rest splattered over your tongue “God—fuck, thank you, thank you” he praised

“You make me cum so hard, fuck” he panted

Still staring at Michael you began swallowing his cum, while watching him grow emotional. Cheeks flustering and hot tears flowing as you sucked the remaining cum from him “You taste so good for me baby” you coo’d

Rising to your feet, you gently tilted Michael’s chin upward with your fingers. You kissed him softly before letting your lips linger against the side of his face. Pulling away, you stood tall once more, staring into his soft, doe-like eyes with a knowing smile “You’re my favorite brother”

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🍷🦢Imagine this-

For the past hour, you’d been talking mature!Michael’s ear off about the scandal you had just discovered involving your now ex-boyfriend. Wanting to comfort you during your time of need, Michael offered to come over

Without hesitation, he had his security drop what they were doing and rush across town to your house, making only one quick stop at a local flower shop to pick up a bouquet of white roses and your favorite bottle of Pinot

The moment Michael stepped through your front door, his eyes settled on you, filled with equal parts admiration and quiet devotion. It was the first time he’d seen you in a silk nightgown, the delicate fabric draping effortlessly over your figure, accentuating every curve in the soft glow of the room.

Admiring the way your eyes instantly lit up at the sight of the roses and your favorite bottle of Pinot, Michael smiled to himself

He couldn’t help but stare for a moment before closing the distance between you, wrapping you in a warm embrace. Holding you just a second longer than necessary, his hands naturally settled at your waist before subtly drifting lower, just enough for him to sneak a feel of your ass & just enough for him to satisfy his perversions

Now seated on your sofa with half-empty glasses of wine in hand, the conversation flowed far easier than either of you expected. The alcohol had taken the edge off, leaving the both of you noticeably more relaxed than usual. Michael listened to you vent without interruption

At some point he raised your legs to his lap, carefully massaging your legs and thighs. Admiring how delicately you took care of your body, judging by how soft your skin was and the Chanel perfume that you loved wearing so much

Unintentionally you let out a moan from how gentle but firm Michael was being with you, you seemed embarrassed but Michael took this as his opportunity. Gently he pushed your gown up and kissed at your lips through the matching thong, dwelling on your delicate smell making him crave you more than he already did

Before you knew it Michael had both of your legs in the air while he ate your pussy. Instructing you to keep talking to him while he wildly ran his tongue between your folds and ending on your clitoris. Each time he stopped to catch his breath he’d suck hard on your clitoris making a loud noise and moaning at the satisfaction, he didn’t give you a break until you came at least twice, begging you to make a mess on his face. Even allowing you to grind against his nose and lips for your own pleasure

Before you knew he had you on top of him riding his dick while he talked you through it. He had gotten you fully naked so he could fully appreciate your body, hands roaming free and his mouth kissing all over your body before sucking on your nipples, sucking hard enough that he made you orgasm from nipple stimulation

Both feet planted at his sides he bounced you up and down on his dick until your voice went hoarse and your fluids were rushing all over him. Then finally he spared you, but he still had yet to cum. Just then he switched positions with you, kissing your ankle before draping it over the couch and sliding his dick inside of you with no warning

Holding your face close to his while he’s digging inside of you, gently kissing your ear as you completely lost yourself in his embrace. Cumming relentlessly as Michael reminds you of how beautiful you are and how he’d worship you, as his lover. Even happy your loser boyfriend messed up so now he can step in

Finally feeling your wet pussy Michael didn’t have his normal discipline over himself, cumming inside of you each time you asked because all he wanted to do was please you after the rough night you already had

Just as the sun began to rise you pulled Michael into one final passionate kiss before walking him to the front door, just as he walked out your boyfriend was walking to your doorstep with bloodshot eyes. Imagine the shock on his face watching your best friend leaving your house at five in the morning and the unusually relaxed composure you had

Michael was so petty he went as far as hugging your boyfriend knowing how hard he had just made you orgasm and having the same thong he pulled off of you with his teeth now in his back pocket

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None of my work is for minors 🔞

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Jaafars little mustache recently is making me feral

I can’t get into Jaafar 😩 that’s just nephews in my eyes

wait is this a new theme? it’s soo cute!

Thank you moots! 💞💞🥹 imy!

prettyoungcee

i am absolutely not responsible for the person i become when thick michael is brought up in the conversation

i wanna rub on his belly

theonlyonlinefish

This era is something so special to me. I’d trade all the shoe polish off Jermaine’s head to have him back UGH! 💔💔💔💔💔

theonlyonlinefish

𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠|𝐌.𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧

Synopsis: A stormy night. A visit that couldn’t wait. And a conversation neither of them was ready to have. Some wounds never truly heal… they just wait for the right moment to be reopened

Warnings: Reconciliation, Angst, Smut, Fluff, Drama, Emotional Distress,Happy Ending, Creampie, crying through it, talking through it, and praising.

Carefully pulling the thermometer from Ava’s mouth, your heart sank as your eyes landed on the screen

102.4°F

A heavy sigh escaped your lips as worry settled over you. You quickly replaced the now-warm ice pack on her forehead with a fresh one before brushing the back of your hand against her flushed cheeks and neck. She was still burning up, and despite everything you’d been doing to bring the fever down, it didn’t seem to be making much of a difference

“Baby you’re burning up”

Setting the thermometer aside, you reached for the bottle of children’s Tylenol and carefully drew up the correct dosage into the syringe

The moment Ava realized what you were doing, she rolled onto her side and frowned

“No!” she protested, shaking her head as she scooted farther back against the pillows

“C’mon baby you need to take something”

“I don’t want it!” She whined becoming more high rate

All day this had been going on, her on and off temper tantrums caused by her not feeling good and you were exhausted doing it all by yourself

“Ava, please, just take your medicine…” you pleaded softly, bringing the syringe toward her mouth. The moment it got close, she smacked your hand away

Children’s Tylenol splashed across the bed, leaving you staring at the sticky mess with an exhausted sigh

“I don’t want it! I want my daddy”

By this point Ava was having a full blown meltdown. Crying because she was so sick and now wanting to be comforted by her father. You couldn’t fight it anymore, you were exhausted mentally and physically. Taking a deep breath you exited her room and went downstairs to grab the house phone

Across town, Michael stood inside the recording booth one hand resting against his headphones as his foot tapped steadily to the beat. He listened intently, eyes shut tight, replaying the track for what felt like the hundredth time

No matter how many times he heard it, something still wasn’t clicking. It was driving him crazy

Just outside the recording booth, Bill stood talking quietly with one of Michael’s producers, both listening as the latest playback echoed through the studio.

Suddenly, the studio phone rang. Bill glanced toward the booth before quickly stepping over to answer it

“Hello?” he greeted, lifting the receiver to his ear

“Bill?? It’s me, listen I really need your help right now”

Bill’s expression immediately fell at the sound of your panicked voice. Your words came out rushed and broken, making it difficult for him to understand what you were saying. Without wasting a second, he turned toward the producer and motioned for him to kill the music. The studio fell silent as Bill pressed the receiver closer to his ear, his concern growing with every second

Michael pulled one side of his headphones off his ear, his brows knitting together in confusion as the music abruptly cut off. Looking through the studio glass, he caught the producer’s eye. The producer simply pointed toward Bill before giving a small shrug

Michael followed his gaze and immediately noticed the concern on Bill’s face as he stood at the phone

“Hey, hey slow down for me what’s going on?”

“It’s Ava,” you cried, your words breaking apart between shaky breaths. “She’s burning up with a fever, and I don’t know what to do anymore. She just keeps crying for Michael… I can’t do this by myself”

“Okay just try to keep yourself calm until we get there we’re leaving right now”

The two of you hung up the phone as Michael walked out the booth “Bill what’s going on?”

“It’s Ava, she’s sick”

Immediately the expression of worry washed over Michael’s face, causing him to drop his headphones and walk over to Bill “Is she okay??”

“She just said that Ava was burning up with a fever and real fussy looking for you”

Before heading to your house, Michael had Bill pull over at the nearest grocery store so they could pick up medicine, Pedialyte, children’s fever reducers, popsicles, and anything else Ava might need

The rest of the drive was agonizing. Michael’s knee bounced relentlessly as he stared out the rain-speckled window, replaying your panicked phone call over and over

He’d never heard his daughter that sick before, and all he could think about was getting to her

Just as you stepped out of the shower, the loud pounding at the front door made you jump

Bang. Bang. Bang.

“Shit” you muttered under your breath.Hastily wrapping a towel around your body, you hurried downstairs, water still dripping from your hair. You pressed one eye to the peephole and immediately froze

Michael stood on the front porch, completely drenched. Rain poured relentlessly over him, plastering his curls to his forehead and soaking his clothes as he waited anxiously at the door

You quickly unlocked the front door before stepping aside

“I’m so sorry I just got out of the shower” you apologized.

Michael offered a reassuring smile as he thanked Bill, taking the remaining grocery bags from his hands before stepping inside

“It’s okay” he replied softly. You waved goodbye to Bill and thanked him for bringing Michael over before closing and locking the front door. Turning around, you found Michael already in the kitchen, quietly unpacking the grocery bags as if he’d never left

“How is she doing?” He asked

“Sick—if her temperature doesn’t break I’m gonna have to take her to the emergency room, but it’s hard for me to break it because she doesn’t wanna take anything”

“Well hopefully the stuff I bought works, the pharmacist said it was good for breaking fevers” he shrugged

A moment of awkward silence lingered between the two of you, Michael did his best not to stare at you basically naked but the temptation was rising, you caught into his lingering eyes and immediately became embarrassed

“I’m gonna get dressed, if you need anything just let me know”

Clearing his throat, Michael glanced at you. “I’ll walk up with you… for Ava,” he added quietly, feeling the need to clarify

Michael trailed a few steps behind you as the two of you climbed the staircase in silence. When you continued toward the master bedroom, he stopped outside Ava’s room, his hand lingering on the doorknob. For a moment, he couldn’t bring himself to go in. Taking a quiet breath, he finally cracked the door open and slowly stepped inside

Hearing the bedroom door open Ava turned towards the sound, gasping at the sight of her father walking through “Daddy!”

Despite the fever burning through her tiny body and the soreness in her throat, Ava’s face lit up the second she saw her daddy. They wore the same crooked smile, as if she had borrowed it straight from him. Michael didn’t waste a second. Slipping off his jacket, he climbed into bed beside her “Hi Bambi, mommy told me you weren’t feeling good”

Michael had been calling Ava “Bambi” since the day she was born. The moment the doctors placed her in his arms, he couldn’t stop staring at her wide, doe-like eyes. With the softest smile he whispered “My little Bambi” and the nickname had stuck ever since

She shook her head no resting on Michael’s chest “I know how much you hate taking medicine but it’s the only way that you’ll feel better”

“Do I have to?” She pleaded

“Yes” he replied sternly “It’s the only thing that’ll make you feel better”

Michael reached for the bottle of children’s fever reducer, carefully reading the label before breaking the safety seal. After measuring the correct dosage, he twisted open a fresh bottle of orange juice and set it on the nightstand

“Come here Bambi” he whispered sliding an arm behind her shoulders to help her sit up. “I know it doesn’t taste good, but Daddy needs you to take this for me, okay?”

Ava’s watery eyes filled with tears as she gave a weak nod. Michael held the medicine to her lips, patiently waiting while she swallowed every drop before handing her the orange juice. He rubbed slow circles against her back as she took a few small sips, quietly praising her the entire time

“That’s my brave girl” he murmured brushing a damp curl away from her forehead before pressing a gentle kiss to her burning skin

You had just finished dressing yourself, throwing on one of your nightgowns that you normally wore around the house. But for some reason you found yourself feel conscious, as much as you tried to say it wasn’t because of Michael that’s exactly what it was. You even took it a step further and tried to make your hair look presentable

Afterwards you crept down the hallway to check on Ava & Michael, peaking inside the room you saw Ava cuddled under her father and laughing as hard as she could at her father putting on a puppet show, apparently before he arrived he stopped at a toy store and bought Ava new stuffed animals, her current obsession was a mixture of Bambi and tinker bell

You smiled to yourself watching them interact with one another, it almost made your heart ache that Ava couldn’t get this everyday because you knew how much they both loved each other

Giving them some privacy, you quietly went back upstairs and sat on the edge of your bed, staring at the photo in your hands. It was the first time the three of you had gone to Disneyland together. Seeing the smile on Ava’s face as Michael carried her on his shoulders was enough to bring tears to your eyes

Before you went too far down memory lane a knock came from the other side of the door, quickly placing the photo back you semi yelled “come in” , of course it was Michael on the other end

“I’m not interrupting anything am I?” He asked stepping inside and shutting the door behind him, watching you shake your head no

He took a seat next to you in bed, his awkward nature taking over as if this was his first time in your bedroom, nervous in his posture making you laugh “Michael you don’t have to be awkward, we’re very far from strangers”

“Right” he chuckled fixing his posture

“How is she doing?”

“She’s sleeping right now but I swapped out her ice packs and she took medicine so hopefully it starts to break soon”

“Thank you coming over here and helping me with her”

“That’s what I was supposed to do”

“Yeah but I know how busy you are with—everything” raising your eyebrows as you picked at your manicure

“That stuff isn’t more important than the two of you”

You could feel Michael’s eyes lingering on you, but you refused to acknowledge them. Instead, his attention shifted to the framed portrait you’d been staring at moments earlier

“Whaaat?” he chuckled, leaning across you to pick up the photo. His smile widened as he looked it over, unable to hide the amusement in his voice

I didn’t even know you still had this” Michael murmured absentmindedly running his fingers over the frame. He smiled to himself “Man… look at us”

“It seemed like it was so long ago” you sighed “Ava comes in here everyday to look at that picture”

Hearing no response, you slowly turned your head to study Michael’s expression. You knew him well enough to understand why he’d gone so quiet. Part of it was the memories the photograph carried, but the other part was harder to ignore

This had been taken right before everything changed. Not long after that trip, the vitiligo began spreading across his face and the rest of his body. Looking at the photo now, it was like he was staring at the last version of himself before his life changed forever

Your eyes drifted to his ear, noticing the patch of skin that was slightly darker than the rest of his face. It was subtle, but you knew what it meant. It was only a matter of time before the vitiligo spread even further

Without thinking, you lifted your hand and gently brushed your thumb against his ear. It wasn’t pity or curiosity—just quiet acknowledgment. You had always understood how deeply it affected him

Michael’s breath caught in his throat. He closed his eyes for a moment, leaning ever so slightly into your touch. Such a small gesture, yet it spoke louder than any reassurance ever could. It was enough to make his eyes well with tears

Finally managing to swallow the lump in his throat, Michael opened his eyes and carefully set the picture back where he had found it. He glanced around the room, a faint smile tugging at his lips

“You didn’t change much in here, did you?” he asked, rising to his feet

Slowly, he wandered around the bedroom, his fingertips grazing the dresser and shelves. The longer he looked, the more it sank in

Nothing had changed. Actually

The bedroom the two of you had once decorated together was still exactly the way you’d left it. Every picture, every piece of furniture, every little detail remained untouched as if time had simply stopped the day he walked out

Not really” you sighed, standing to your feet and leaning against the wooden bedpost as Michael inspected his old side of the room. “I kept telling myself I’d change it someday… I just never did”

Lies. You had ever opportunity to redecorate but emotionally couldn’t get yourself to do it, hell you would’ve had an easier time packing up and moving out

“No, I get it” Michael replied with a gentle smile, tucking his hands into his pockets before turning toward you. “Funny how one day turns into a week… then a month… before you know it, two years have gone by”

You began chewing the inside of your cheek, your eyes fixed on Michael as the weight of the silence settled between you. The intensity of the moment made your chest tighten. Desperately searching for an escape, the first excuse that came to mind slipped past your lips

“I’m gonna go check on Ava”

“She’s fine,” Michael said quietly, reaching out to gently catch your wrist before you could walk away

His eyes scanning yours

“Why do you keep trying to get away from me?” His voice carrying more hurt than accusation

You let out a shaky laugh. “Because I don’t know how to be around you anymore. You’re standing in our bedroom like nothing changed… but everything did”

“This isn’t any easier for me, if that’s what you think” Michael replied, his voice beginning to crack. “You think I’m okay with being nothing more than a phone call away? With hearing from Bill that my little girl is sick?” He shook his head fighting back his emotions

“I should’ve been here. I should’ve been the one taking care of her… not finding out after the fact”

“Yeah?” you scoffed “Well, this is how it’s always been, Michael. There’s always somebody standing between us. Bill calling me. Bill calling you. Bill passing along messages because you never would”

You swallowed the lump in your throat

“You’re right… you should’ve had your ass home. But you weren’t. And after a while, I got tired of waiting for you”

The two of you had fallen in love so young, but there was never anything childish about it. It was real. Before you knew it, you were newlyweds, barely twenty-one, building a life together. Not long after came Ava, the missing piece neither of you knew your hearts were waiting for

There was a time when everything felt perfect. The two of you had your dream home your beautiful little family, and a future that seemed untouchable. Back then, it never crossed your mind that one day the two of you would be standing in the very bedroom where your life together began, feeling like strangers trying to remember how to find each other again

Between the endless tours and the grueling hours spent locked away in the studio, your marriage slowly stopped feeling like a marriage. It became a life you were watching from the sidelines, where you were constantly waiting for your husband to come home

It wasn’t because Michael had fallen in love with someone else—he hadn’t. It was because his career demanded everything from him, leaving whatever was left over for the people waiting at home

Michael lowered his head, letting out a shaky breath. “I know” His voice barely rose above a whisper. “And the worst part is… I kept telling myself I was doing it for us. For you. For Ava. I didn’t realize that while I was trying to build a future for my family… I was slowly losing the family I was trying to protect”

The anger was finally starting to boil over, you looked up at Michael as you scoffed “Right..tell that to a little girl who cries every time her daddy comes on the fucking TV because that’s the closest she can get to him. Tell that to the child who has to watch millions of screaming fans get your attention while she can’t even get a phone call from her own father”

“You’re right” he admitted as his voice cracked

“No child should ever have to feel like they’re competing with the rest of the world for their father’s attention” He lowered his gaze, blinking back tears

“I promised myself I’d be the father I needed growing up. I swore my children would never wonder if I loved them… never question whether they came second to anything else”

Listening to Michael’s confession, you felt some of your anger begin to fade. You knew better than anyone how deeply he loved being a father. To the rest of the world, he was Michael Jackson—the superstar. But to him, none of those titles ever mattered as much as being Ava’s dad

It had always been his greatest accomplishment, and seeing the guilt written across his face made it impossible to believe he had ever stopped loving his daughter. The problem was never a lack of love. Somewhere along the way, life and his career had simply gotten in the way of him showing it

“She loves you, Michael… and it’s obvious.” Your voice softened. “Every single day she’s asking me about you” A small, bittersweet smile tugged at your lips. “Sometimes she doesn’t even want me to read her a bedtime story. She just wants me to tell her stories about you… about us. She wants to know how we met, what you were like when we were young…she just misses you”

Michael hesitated, his eyes drifting toward the rain as it relentlessly beat against the bedroom window. Every so often, a flash of lightning illuminated the room before disappearing just as quickly

He absentmindedly brushed his thumb across his bottom lip, gathering the courage to say what had been weighing on him all evening

“You’ve talked about Ava this whole time” he began then paused briefly, his eyes searching yours

”…But what about you?”

Silence settled between the two of you

“Do you miss me?” he asked quietly “Do you still love me?”

“Of course I do Michael…I wouldn’t be standing here if I felt otherwise”

“Then tell me,” he whispered, tears threatening to spill

“Tell me you still love me, and I’ll spend the rest of my life making this right. I don’t care what it costs anymore. I just want my family back”

You stared at him, your vision blurring with tears. It wasn’t because you didn’t know the answer—it was because you did

There had been nights you questioned whether your marriage would survive. Nights you convinced yourself walking away would hurt less than waiting for him to come home. But never not once, had you questioned whether you loved him

“Of course I still love you Michael.” Your voice cracked as tears slipped down your cheeks. “Loving you was never the problem”

“That’s not what I want, Michael” You shook your head your voice barely above a whisper “I don’t want you to give up your dreams. I fell in love with the boy who couldn’t stop talking about music. The one who stayed up all night writing songs because he believed he could change the world. I know what your music means to you… it’s a part of who you are”

A tear escaped before you quickly wiped it away

“I just want Ava and me to feel like we’re just as important as the rest of the world. I don’t want the world to lose Michael Jackson… I just don’t want Ava and me to keep losing the man we love”

Stepping forward Michael closed the gap between the two of you, gently lifting your chin as tears streamed down your face. His own eyes glistened

“I’ve missed you every single day” His voice cracked. “I just…I didn’t know how to find my way back to you”

He leans in, giving her the opportunity to close the remaining distance

“Then kiss me” you whispered, your eyes falling to his lips “And remind me what it’s like to be loved by my husband again”

Without wasting another second he smashed his lips into yours, the euphoric feeling of being reconnected with one another washing over the both of you repeatedly. Your hands creeping around his neck as he pulled you by the waist, his tongue begging for acceptance. Desperate for you to allow him in

Feeling captivated by him you slightly relaxed your jaw and closed your eyes giving him access. Feeling his warm tongue slither against yours sent a rush down your spine “Mmm” you both moaned to one another as your eyes shut

Just then Michael slowly pulled back, brushing his lips against your ear, his breath warm against your skin

“Please…” he whispered. “I’ve missed you for two years. Don’t push me away tonight”

“Come here” rubbing his chin slightly with your thumb “Remind me that I’m still your wife”

Picking you up effortlessly, Michael carried you to the bed the two of you had once shared every night. Without breaking the kiss, he gently laid you against the mattress, his hands lingering at your waist as though reassuring himself you were really there. Your fingers remained intertwined behind his neck, reluctant to let him go even for a second

Every touch carried two years’ worth of apologies, forgiveness, and longing. The room fell silent around you, leaving only the sound of uneven breaths and quiet laughter between tears. For the first time in what felt like forever, neither of you was thinking about the past—you were simply grateful to have found your way back to each other

Michael hovered over you as he slowly undressed himself, never taking his eyes off you. Once he had discarded the last of his clothing, his attention turned to you, carefully peeling away each layer. He bit down on his lip as the slow revelation of your body unfolded before him, his gaze drinking in every inch

It was a sight he’d carried in his mind for two long years, one he’d cherished, longed for, and replayed in countless memories. Now that you were finally in front of him again, it almost didn’t feel real

Spreading your legs apart he licked his lips at the sight of your folds parting and exposing your wetness, the shiny fluids flowing from the outside. You licked your lips at the sight of him stroking himself—both of you sex deprived

Leaning forward he forced your hips in an upward motion as he slid inside of you, both of you needing a minute to take into the moment. His forehead pressed into yours “Fuck, I missed this” he groaned

It took you a few strokes to get accustomed to his size again, biting on your lip to mask the pain before remembering one of the reasons Michael made you so crazy over him. As his pace spiked so did your moaning, the floor underneath the both of you creaking with each thrust

The only thing that masked the dual moaning was the heavy rain pouring outside, the moment was so heavy and intimate that you couldn’t care about being loud right now. Your eyes rolling and catching constant body chills with each thrust pumped inside of you

Your face flustered red at the moment Michael pointed out how creamy you had gotten in such a short time period. Your nails digging into his shoulder blades repetitively, moving up and down his back with the pace of his stroking, it was obvious his choreography had taught him something new about his hip mobility

“Do you still love me?” Michael asked staring in your eyes

“Yes baby, I never stopped”

His words were constantly interrupted by messy, lingering kisses, as though he couldn’t stand to spend another second without tasting your lips. Every now and then, his teeth would lightly tug at your bottom lip before he kissed you again, pouring two years of longing into every embrace

“You know I’d do anything for you… don’t you?” he whispered, his forehead resting against yours

Sweat began collecting between the both of you, swapping from his body to yours. One arm wrapped underneath your back to give him better access inside of you, his dick constantly pressing into your cervix making you cry out repetitively

“Yes daddy, fuck!”

Your toes balling up and your legs begging to tremble, even your abdomens was starting to tighten up. Soon your breath was becoming heavier with each passing, Michael smirked watching your bottom lip tremble “You cumming for me?”

Trying your best to deny it you shook your head side to side, Michael used his other hand to wrap it around your throat kissing you more aggressively than before “You lying to me baby?”

“N-no” you doubled down

“Hm” he chuckled “Then you better hold that shit in until I’m done”

“You’re so tight” he groaned “Oh my god you don’t know how much I missed you, I waited on this for two years”

You knew Michael was reaching his peak whenever he started whimpering like crazy, any and everything that came to his mind would roll aimlessly off his tongue

“Fuck—Michael why are you fucking me like this?!”

“Because you’re my wife” he condescendingly replied “So take it just like that”

“Mm fuck” he gasped in your ear while sloppily kissing at your neck and back to your ear “I’m ready for my son” he admitted

You tilted your head back into the sheets and took a deep breath trying not to orgasm, but you were on a countdown and Michael knew it, he’d been with you long enough to know when you were about to tap

“Cum inside me baby” a single tear rolled down your cheek “We can have another baby, I wanna have your babies Michael”

Michael grabbed both of your hands and placed them above your head, intertwining his fingers with yours as his thrusting became faster and heavier. Each thrust leading to the headboard slamming into the wall, his cheeks flustering red feeling his orgasm peaking

“I thought I lost you baby” feeling himself getting choked up “I promise you after this we’re going back to being a family—I’ll do everything right okay?”

Nodding your head frantically , feeling his fingers tighten around your throat—enhancing the feeling. Just then your moans were uncontainable. Your back arched and you cried at the top of your lungs as you leaked all over Michael, feeling your pussy clenching around his dick he gave into the sensation and came inside of you simultaneously

Still stroking through his orgasm, whimpering at the top of his lungs and listening to the sound of his voice becoming even more delicate than what it already is, kissing your jawline while repeating “I know baby, I know”

The next thing you remembered was the warmth of the morning sun filtering through the curtains, its light gently coaxing your eyes open. You blinked lazily, letting out a sleepy sigh before the events of the night before came flooding back. Instantly, your lips curled into a smile. It was real. For the first time in two years, you’d gone to sleep beside your husband

After climbing out of bed, you made your way into the bathroom to go through your usual morning routine. Once you were finished, you slipped on your robe and headed down the hallway to check on Ava. Oddly enough, she wasn’t in her bedroom like she normally was

Following the faint sound of the television and her little giggles, you made your way downstairs. The sight that greeted you instantly melted your heart

Ava was curled up in Michael’s lap on the couch, her favorite stuffed animals tucked under one arm as the two of them watched Bambi. Michael absentmindedly stroked her hair while she remained completely captivated by the movie, looking more peaceful than she had in days

“Mommy!” She smiled landing her eyes on you

Michael mocked the exact same smile, scooting over on the couch and patting the available seat next to him “Good morning mommy”

As soon as you sat down Ava leaped to hug you as tightly as possible “Daddy wouldn’t let me wake you up” she pouted before sitting back in his lap

You chuckled “Yeah she normally sleeps on your side of the bed now, I’ll wake up in the middle of the night and she’s lying next to me”

“We made you breakfast if you’re hungry, and I made you a fresh pot of coffee”

“Aww you’re so sweet Michael” leaning in and kissing his cheek before shifting your focus to Ava, placing your hand on her head “are you feeling any better?”

“Mhm, daddy made me take more medicine this morning and he gave me a bath”

“I took her temperature not too long ago and her fever finally broke”

You smiled to yourself, not entirely surprised. Michael had always been an amazing father, but after everything the two of you had been through, it felt comforting to finally have a true partner again. You no longer felt like you were carrying the weight of parenthood by yourself

Resting your head against the pillows, you absentmindedly combed your fingers through Ava’s damp curls

“I think you just wanted your daddy this whole time” you teased with a soft smile

“So did you” Michael mumbled only loud enough for you to hear

Playfully you swatted his chest making him laugh “Don’t overdo it now”

Around noon, Ava went down for another nap, and that’s when Michael decided it was time to leave. Promising he’d be back soon, he reluctantly grabbed his things. The two of you still had plenty to work through, but for the first time in a long time, you were finally on the same page. Neither of you wanted to walk away from this marriage anymore. You both wanted to fight for it—together

Before he stepped out the door, he cupped your face in his hands and pulled you into a long, lingering kiss. Neither of you was in a hurry to let go, savoring the feeling of being close again after so long. When he finally pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours, offering you one last smile before quietly making his way out the door

Two months had passed, and things had changed tremendously for the three of you. Michael wasn’t officially living at the house again, but it certainly felt that way. He spent more nights there than anywhere else, and little by little, his belongings began filling the home again

One trip it was a suitcase, the next a few framed photos, then another rack of clothes. Without either of you ever saying it aloud, he was quietly moving back home one box at a time

You leaned against the bathroom counter, your arms folded tightly across your chest as your eyes remained fixed on the watch wrapped around your wrist. What should’ve only taken five minutes felt more like two hours. You weren’t entirely sure why your nerves were so shot, but your stomach was tied in knots, your mind racing with every possible outcome

Meanwhile, just outside the bathroom door, you could hear the faint sound of laughter coming from the living room, where Michael and Ava were happily spending time together, completely unaware of the anxiety quietly consuming you

Finally, both tests let out a soft chirp, signaling the results were ready. Your heart immediately began pounding against your ribs. Taking a slow, unsteady breath, you reached for them with trembling hands. Keeping your eyes squeezed shut, you clutched the tests tightly, silently trying to prepare yourself for whatever they revealed before you found the courage to look

Pregnant

Your heart pounded so hard it felt as though it might burst from your chest. A wave of emotions crashed over you all at once, leaving you speechless

Tears instantly welled in your eyes as a shaky smile spread across your face. You stood there in stunned silence, allowing yourself to fully take in the moment before saying a single word. For just a little while longer, this was your secret to hold one you wanted to savor before sharing it with the two people waiting just beyond the bathroom door

A few moments later, you made your way downstairs and quietly settled onto the sofa beside Michael and Ava. The two of them were completely engrossed in The Wiz, one of Ava’s favorite movies. She never seemed to tire of watching her father as the Scarecrow. Every time the film came on, she’d stare at the screen in amazement before turning to look at Michael, still unable to wrap her little mind around the fact that her daddy was her favorite character

“Mommy you’re missing the movie” Ava whined

“I’m sorry baby” you sniffed

Resting your head on Michael’s shoulder he could tell something was different with you, it wasn’t your normal nature “What’s wrong?” Turning his focus on you and rubbing your thigh

“Can I talk to you for a second? Nothing wrong I promise” you smiled reassuringly

You pulled the pregnancy tests out your robe pocket and placed them in his hand, watching as he froze for the time being, confused and shocked more than anything. Even blinking repetitively like he was unsure what was going on, he struggled with getting his words together

“We’re having another baby” you whispered, your voice catching in your throat. “I wanted to be sure… so I took more than one test” Leaning over, you gently kissed the side of his face as tears began streaming down your cheeks

Michael was so overwhelmed in his emotions that he couldn’t say anything, he simply gripped onto your arm and shed happy tears “We’re having another baby” he repeated to himself as if he was trying to convince himself this was real

Hearing the sniffles behind her, Ava tore her attention away from the television and looked over her shoulder. Seeing the both of you in tears, she frowned in confusion

“Mommy…” she tilted her head “Why are you and Daddy crying?”

Michael let out a watery laugh, wiping his eyes before opening his arms to Ava “Come here sweetheart”

As she climbed into his lap, Michael pulled her into a tight embrace, burying his face against her little shoulder for a brief moment before kissing her cheek

“You’re gonna be a big sister” he whispered with a tearful smile

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theonlyonlinefish

𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧|𝐌.𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧

Synopsis: Spring break was supposed to be simple week with your boyfriend’s family, survive the awkward dinners, and make it through the week. The only problem? His older brother is the man you can’t seem to forget—and he’s determined to make sure you don’t

Warnings: SMUT! Deception, sub!michael, powerswitch!michael, cheating, manipulative words, penetration, mommy kink, penetration, oral fixation, sneaky handjob, creampie, orgasm depriving,fingers in mouth and pet names

Spring break couldn’t have come soon enough. After weeks of lectures, exams, and surviving on little more than caffeine and takeout, the drive to your boyfriend’s childhood home felt like finally being able to exhale. The two of you had just finished hauling the last of your bags upstairs, his bedroom now cluttered with duffel bags, hoodies, and the small pieces of your life you’d packed for the week

It wasn’t your first time meeting his parents, but there was still something oddly comforting about being welcomed back into a house that already felt warm before you even unpacked. As you zipped your suitcase closed and glanced around the room, the unmistakable aroma of dinner drifted upstairs, followed by his mother’s voice calling everyone to the table

“I’m so happy we finally made it” you sighed making your way towards the door. “I’ve been thinking about your mom’s soul food all week. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it”

Just then, your boyfriend slipped his arms around your waist, stopping you in your tracks. Biting his lip, he pulled you against his chest before stealing a quick kiss “I can’t wait to get my hands on you” he murmured with a grin

“Baby,” you giggled, slipping from his embrace. “We’ve barely been here five minutes. Give me a second to breathe”

He let out an exaggerated groan “Ima’ gonna catch blue balls waiting on you” Leaning in, he stole one last kiss before flashing you a boyish grin “You sure?”

“Positive” you replied with a grin, giving him one last quick kiss before taking his hand. Together, the two of you headed downstairs

By the time the two of you reached the dining room, everyone had already taken their seats. It was just the four of you gathered around the table. Before anyone reached for their food, Mrs. Jackson folded her hands together with a warm smile “Let’s pray” Instantly, everyone bowed their heads as she began to bless the meal

Just as Mrs. Jackson finished blessing the food, the sound of the front door unlocking echoed through the house before it swiftly shut again. The unexpected arrival immediately caught your attention, drawing everyone’s eyes toward the foyer as you wondered who the unannounced guest could be

Rounding the corner stood your boyfriend’s older brother, Michael. Standing just shy of six feet tall, he looked as though he’d rushed over the second he realized dinner had already started. Slightly out of breath, he offered an apologetic smile before making his way around the table

His parents’ eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected visit. Leaning down first, he kissed his mother on the cheek. “You look beautiful as always, Mother.” He then turned to his father, extending a hand before pulling him into a quick embrace. “Good to see you, Joseph”

As he playfully nudged his younger brother on the back of the head in greeting, Michael’s attention shifted to you. Crossing the room, he gently took your hand and brushed a kiss across your knuckles, the simple gesture enough to bring a faint blush to your cheeks. It was impossible to take it the wrong way, this was simply who he was. Effortlessly charismatic

“Well, look who’s back,” he smiled warmly. “I was starting to think we scared you off after last Christmas”

Sliding the chair back, Michael took the seat beside you. He thanked his mother as he reached for the serving bowls, carefully piling food onto his plate

“Why would she be scared?” your boyfriend shot back “You’re the one who made a fool of yourself”

Michael ran his tongue over his teeth, briefly debating whether it was worth embarrassing his brother in front of everyone. Deciding against it, he turned his attention to you instead

“So” he smiled “how’s college treating you?” He nodded toward his younger brother before adding with a teasing grin “And more importantly… is my brother taking good care of you?”

“It’s been… different, I’ll say that” You smiled softly “I don’t really like being on campus much, but I made it through finals” Glancing over at your boyfriend, your smile grew a little wider “And yes your brother’s a sweetheart”

You couldn’t help but feel like dinner was dragging on forever. As much as you’d counted down the days until spring break and the chance to relax, you had never planned on seeing Michael this week

In fact, before agreeing to come, you’d gone as far as asking your boyfriend if his older brother would be home. He’d assured you Michael wasn’t coming

“You know” your boyfriend leaned back with a smirk. “For someone who’s so concerned about how I’m treating my girlfriend, I don’t see you bringing anyone home to meet Mother or Joseph”

Michael let out a quiet, almost amused chuckle. Beneath the table, where no one could see, his hand briefly grazed your thigh before disappearing as quickly as it had come

His eyes met yours for the briefest second before returning to his plate. “I don’t mind waiting” he said casually. “The right people always seem to find their way back around”

“Enough” Joseph finally said, his firm voice cutting through the back-and-forth before it could go any further

You silently thanked God that Joseph stepped in when he did because you knew exactly who—and what—Michael had been referring to. As your boyfriend turned his attention back to his father, Michael’s attention never seemed to leave you for long

Every few seconds, he’d steal another glance in your direction, each one making your cheeks warm. It wasn’t from flattery, though. It was the unsettling realization that, out of everyone at the table, you were the only one who understood the conversation you’d just had without saying a word

After dinner, you stayed behind to help Katherine clean the kitchen while the boys wandered off to play pool. You cherished these quiet moments with her. There was something incredibly healing about being in her presence

She often shared little pieces of wisdom, family recipes, traditions, and life lessons—the kind of things she imagined passing down to a daughter of her own. In many ways, the two of you filled a space in each other’s hearts that had gone untouched for years. Without ever saying it aloud, you both healed something in one another

After dinner, you slipped into the shower before changing into a matching gray pajama set—a fitted tank top and soft cotton shorts. Climbing into bed beside your boyfriend, you pulled the covers up and let out a content sigh, convinced the two of you were finally settling in for the night

It was obvious your boyfriend was thinking otherwise

Rolling onto his side, he began pressing slow kisses along your shoulder and collarbone, lingering just enough to make you smile. His hand traced lazily along your waist before drifting toward the hem of your shorts, silently asking a question only the two of you understood

Feeling your hand gently wrap around his wrist, he immediately stopped, a look of confusion washing over his face. His brows knit together as he searched your expression

“What’s wrong?” he asked softly

“Baby” you whispered with a nervous smile, “we’re in your parents’ house. We can’t do this”

He looked frustrated, but he respected your boundary. With a quiet sigh, he pulled his hand back a little more abruptly than before, the slight force behind the movement betraying the disappointment he was trying to hide

“What’s wrong with you?” You asked sitting up

“It’s just, it’s always something. Earlier it was “oh we just got here” now it’s “where in your parents house” last week you weren’t in the mood it’s just always something. I’m just getting frustrated”

“It’s just… it’s always something,” he admitted, running a hand over his face. “Earlier it was, ‘We just got here.’ Now it’s, ‘We’re in my parents’ house.’ Last week you weren’t in the mood.” He let out a frustrated sigh, avoiding your eyes for a moment. “It just feels like there’s always a reason, and… I’m getting frustrated”

“Well, I’m tired of repeating myself” you said, your voice beginning to shake with frustration. “I keep telling you I’m not ready, but it feels like every time we’re alone, you try to convince me otherwise. It’s starting to feel like you’re waiting for me to give in instead of listening when I say no”

Your boyfriend didn’t say anything else. Afraid that anything he said would only make the situation worse, he lowered his gaze and sat there in silence, letting the weight of your words settle between the two of you

Lying in the dark, you’d been staring at the ceiling for the past two hours, your mind refusing to quiet. You couldn’t stop thinking about what your boyfriend had pulled earlier that night or wondering how the rest of this trip was supposed to go after everything that had happened

It was also cold as hell in the house. Katherine always kept the thermostat at sixty-nine degrees, and the thin sheet draped over the bed wasn’t nearly enough to keep you warm. Quietly, you slipped out from under the covers, careful not to wake your boyfriend

Remembering that the extra blankets were kept in Michael’s room, you padded across the hall and gave his bedroom door a gentle knock

Of course, he was still awake. The only light in his room came from the soft glow of the television, MTV quietly playing in the background. Before you could explain why you were there, Michael simply stepped aside, silently inviting you in. As you walked past him, he lingered by the door for a moment, his eyes following your figure before he quietly shut it behind you

“You’re cold?” he asked, already sliding open his closet door. Without waiting for an answer, he reached inside and pulled out one of the spare blankets

“How’d you know?”

Shutting the closet, he walked back over and draped the blanket around your shoulders with a faint smile. “I couldn’t think of any other reason you’d be in here” he teased, his eyes flicking toward you for a brief moment, “especially with you shivering… and your nipples giving you away”

You let out a quiet sigh, pulling the blanket around yourself “Can I just borrow it? I don’t really have the energy to argue with anybody else tonight”

“That wasn’t why you came in here, was it?” he asked quietly his teasing tone gone “Something happened”

As he sat down on the edge of his bed, he looked up at you before lifting two fingers in a small, silent gesture, inviting you to sit beside him. You hesitated before taking the spot next to him, pulling the blanket tighter around your shoulders

“What happened?” he asked quietly

“Nothing”

Michael glanced at you “I know when you’re lying”

Finally giving in , you bit on your lip “We had an argument”

“About what?”

You stared down at the blanket in your lap, your fingers twisting the fabric together. For a long moment, you couldn’t bring yourself to answer

“I keep lying and I feel so bad about it, about us”

“I hate being around you,” you admitted with a shaky laugh “Not because you did anything wrong… but—“

“But what?”

“It’s the way you look at me, Michael,” you sighed, your voice barely above a whisper “It’s everything. Every time you’re around me… every smile, every glance, every little thing you do takes me right back to that night”

“So why don’t we stop pretending?” he asked quietly, his eyes never leaving yours

Your eyes drifted to his lips, only to realize he was already looking at yours. The silence between you grew heavier, as though you were both waiting for the other to decide what happened next

Slowly, Michael lifted his hand, his fingertips grazing the curve of your jaw with unmistakable tenderness. That’s all it took

Closing the remaining distance, you leaned in first, pressing your lips to his in a hesitant kiss. For the briefest second, time seemed to stop

Then Michael kissed you back without hesitation, as though he’d been holding himself back for far too long. It was gentle at first, filled with equal parts relief and longing, both of you finally surrendering to the tension neither of you had been able to outrun

As your lips met his, Michael’s hands rose to cradle your face, holding you with a tenderness that made your heart ache. Neither of you pulled away, as though breaking the kiss would force you back into a reality neither of you wanted to face. Your tongues swirled against each other’s in sync as you slowly closed your eyes, feeling yourself feed into the temptation and moaning in his mouth

Michael rested his forehead against yours, his thumbs still gently brushing your cheeks. After a long, unsteady breath, he gave your lips two lingering pecks before whispering “He still thinks you’re a virgin doesn’t he?”

You slowly nodded, unable to tear your eyes away from his. Your voice came out barely above a whisper “Yes”

A slow smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, and instead of answering, he closed the distance between you once more. His forehead brushed yours before he pressed a trail of lingering kisses along your jaw, pausing at your neck just long enough to make your breath catch

Without breaking eye contact for long, he gently guided you backward until you were relaxed in the middle of his bed. Still focusing on the kiss while simultaneously removing your shorts and underwear, tossing them on the floor

Now softly kissing down your body, holding your hips in place as he kissed at your navel watching you shiver and squirm. A smirk manifested on his face causing him to do it again because he learned from the last rendezvous that it was a sweet spot for you

Gently, his hands glided over your thighs, his touch slow and unhurried. Goosebumps instantly bloomed across your skin beneath his fingertips, your body responding to even the simplest caress as your breath caught in your throat

Using his hands he pushed your legs back into submission, your knees now in your chest feeling his warm lips pressing into yours. Michael loved to tease and entice before just giving into the full act

Slowly, he submerged his face into your pussy and twirled his head in a circular motion, simply allowing you to feel his moaning and soft caressing before adding in his tongue

You bit down on your thumbnail, desperately trying to swallow the sounds threatening to escape. Focusing on your breathing, you silently counted each inhale and exhale, but Michael was making it nearly impossible to keep yourself composed

Just then a sudden warm flicker draped from your perineum and up to your clitoris, Michael purposely sucked hard making you whimper uncontrollably

“Michael” you gasped, your voice trembling as you tried to keep your composure “Please”

“Hmm?” As he switched to holding your ankles now as he did it again this time sucking with more persistence, never giving you the opportunity to catch your break

He moaned to himself as he released you and shut his eyes “Fuck you taste so good, baby”

Michael had made you so wet that the sound of him sucking your pussy was louder than the music coming from his tv. The only thing you could hear was his tongue flickering against your clitoris and your exhausted attempt at trying to hide your moans

Even in the dark Michael knew when you were cumming, your simple watery fluids now tasted sweeter and thicker. He smirked to himself realizing you were starting to cream out, just then he shoved his middle finger inside of you while gently twisting it side to side while sucking your clitoris

You’d become a trembling, whimpering mess, barely able to form a coherent thought as quiet words spilled from your lips

Every emotion you’d been forcing down for so long came rushing to the surface, and you finally surrendered to the feelings you’d spent months trying to keep buried

Michael used his sleeve to wipe his wet face before kissing your thighs as he propped himself up on his knees, undressing from the waist down

Now, you were in position, his hands gripped tightly into your waist as he guided you through riding him

Just the sensation of his dick inside of you was enough to make you orgasm again. The sensation of how thick it was and being able to touch your cervix just by sitting on it was a treat within itself

Leaning you towards himself, Michael pulled your top down and sucked your nipples in between his moaning “You feel so fucking good, fuck”

Your head draped back as you finally got comfortable with your performance. Your movements became more precise and you noticed what Michael’s body was responding towards. Everytime you’d clench your walls around his dick or sucked on his neck he would whimper for you more

“You’re lucky it’s not just the two of us here, else I would’ve fucked you until you couldn’t cry” he groaned “fuck”

Taking that as a challenge you grabbed his hands and intertwined his fingers with yours, examining his large hands before spitting on them and placing them in your mouth. Sucking his fingers and bouncing on his dick

Your confidence seemed to catch him completely off guard. The look in his eyes softened with admiration as he watched you, pleasantly surprised by this side of you he’d never had the chance to witness before. A faint smile tugged at his lips, making it clear that every moment only drew him closer

You could feel his abdomen starting to cave in signaling he was getting close, this was the perfect opportunity to take control “You better not cum yet”

“I’m sorry” he whimpered “I’m sorry, I’m sorry please just don’t stop. I’ll hold it in”

Bouncing harder than before with your hands planted in his chest for support “Fuck, I love this Michael” you moaning rolling your eyes

“You wanna cum in this pussy don’t you?”

He swallowed hard, his gaze fixed on you, his eyes filled with a quiet desperation that he could no longer hide “Yes”

You were also reaching your peak, each bounce was you getting closer and closer to cumming. Soon your breathing became rapid and your moans came in closer together

“Fuck you’re so tight” Michael whispered “You’re making my feel so good right now”

Michael’s soft whimpers were like music to your ears, every whispered word drawing you closer, making it impossible to look away from him

“You getting close baby?” He asked

“Mhm” you gasped “I’m about to cum”

“Make a mess on him”

“Fuck Michael” you dragged out, breathing heavy and biting at the corner of your lip “You can’t talk to me like this”

“Can I cum please?” He pleaded

You nodded, unable to find your voice

“Yes?” he repeated softly, searching your face as though he wanted to hear the answer one more time

“Yes baby”

Finally Michael grabbed at your hips and forced you up and down on his dick, causing the both of you to orgasm together. “Thank you mama”. Both of you having to bury your faces in your hands to hide the loud moaning

Your toes curled and your body shook violently as your rode out your orgasm. Touching yourself in between was absolutely nothing compared to what Michael just made you feel

Sliding off of his dick the both of you simply sat in silence, unsure of what to do or say, mind blown at the sex being even better this time than the last

But the truth never changed—you couldn’t stop thinking about Michael because he was your first. It had started at last year’s Christmas party. The two of you had quietly slipped away from the crowd, both a little drunk, your usual boundaries blurring until one reckless moment changed everything

If you were honest with yourself, though, it hadn’t begun that night. You’d always found him attractive. Always. He was your boyfriend’s impossibly handsome older brother, and as wrong as it was, pretending those feelings didn’t exist had become far more exhausting than admitting the truth to yourself

The following day was the main event—the annual family pool party. The Jackson home buzzed with laughter from the moment everyone arrived, relatives filling every corner of the backyard. Children darted around with water guns, cannonballs splashed into the pool every few minutes, music drifted through the speakers, and the unmistakable smell of barbecue floated through the warm summer air

Folding tables were lined with homemade dishes, desserts, pitchers of sweet tea and lemonade, while family members gathered beneath umbrellas and patio chairs, catching up as if no time had passed

Your job for the day was to help Katherine with whatever she needed. Most of your time was spent carrying trays of food from the kitchen to the buffet table, refilling drinks, and making sure every dish stayed stocked

Every few minutes another relative would stop you for a hug or pull you into conversation before Katherine gently called you back, reminding you there was still plenty left to do

“Do me a favor, sweetheart,” Katherine said with a warm smile. “Take these ribs out to Michael for me, would you? Then bring the rest of the meat he just pulled off the grill back inside so we can get everything ready to serve”

“Yes ma’am”

Grabbing the aluminum tray, you slid the patio door open and stepped into the summer heat. Music drifted through the backyard while children squealed and splashed in the pool, adults laughed beneath shaded patio umbrellas, and the smoky aroma of barbecue lingered in the air

Some of your favorite records filled the backyard, from Earth, Wind & Fire to The Isley Brothers, the music blending perfectly with the laughter, splashing water, and easy conversation that made the afternoon feel so alive

“Mrs. Jackson wanted me to bring these out to you,” you said, setting the aluminum pan beside the grill

Michael looked up at you, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he wiped his hands on the dish towel draped over his shoulder

“What?” You asked

“You know you don’t have to call her Mrs. Jackson, right?” Michael said with a warm smile “You’re family. She’d probably rather you call her Katherine”

“I know,” you smiled, “but it’s just out of respect.”

Your eyes followed Michael as he carefully transferred the meat from the grill, the smoky heat rising around him while he worked with practiced ease

The last hot link was still skewered on the grilling fork when Michael paused, bringing it toward your lips instead of placing it in the pan

“Try it” he said with a small grin

“Michael…” you whispered, glancing around the crowded backyard before looking back at him “I don’t think that’s a good idea

“Come on,” Michael coaxed with a teasing smile “I made this one just for you. I know exactly how you like it grilled”

Despite your better judgment, you leaned in and took a bite. The moment you did, a satisfied smile spread across Michael’s face, as though seeing you enjoy it was exactly the reaction he’d been hoping for

Satisfying his perverted thoughts “Good girl” he whispered only loud enough for you to hear while wiping the grease off your cheek

“Perv,” you muttered under your breath, your cheeks warming as you picked up the aluminum pan and turned to walk away

What you hadn’t realized was that your boyfriend had been standing just across the backyard the entire time, his eyes locked on the exchange as his expression slowly hardened

After dropping the meat off in the kitchen, you dusted your hands on your shorts and headed back outside, completely unaware of the tension waiting for you

Spotting your boyfriend near the pool chatting with a few cousins, a smile instantly spread across your face. “Hi, baby,” you greeted warmly, rising onto your tiptoes to press a kiss against his cheek

His reaction wasn’t what you expected

The warmth in his face disappeared almost instantly. Excusing himself from the conversation with a quick nod, he waited until his cousins had walked away before turning back to you, his jaw tight and his eyes fixed on yours

“What the hell was that?” he asked, keeping his voice low enough that no one else in the backyard could hear

“Pardon?” you asked, caught completely off guard. Your eyebrows knitted together in confusion as you searched his face, trying to understand where his sudden change in attitude had come from

“What was that between you and Michael?” he asked, struggling to keep his composure. “Since when does my brother feed you? And don’t tell me I imagined what I just saw”

“He gave me a fucking hot link,” you shot back in disbelief. “That’s what you’re mad about? A piece of barbecue? You’re seriously making a scene over that?”

“Yeah, because why is another man feeding you like that?” he snapped, frustration creeping into his voice. “You didn’t see what I saw. The way he was looking at you… that wasn’t innocent”

You let out an incredulous scoff, slowly looking him up and down

“That is your brother. Are you okay?” you shot back. “You really think either one of us would stoop that low? Whatever childhood competition you’ve got going on with Michael, keep me the fuck out of it. I’m so sick of it”

Before your boyfriend could launch into another excuse or try to make himself the victim, you turned on your heel

Deliberately brushing your shoulder against his as you passed, you walked away without another word, leaving him standing there while the laughter and music from the family gathering carried on around you

Deep down, you knew you were the one in the wrong. But what else were you supposed to do? If you hadn’t flipped the situation back on him, you were dangerously close to being exposed. Deflection was the only thing that bought you enough time to walk away

As the sun began to set, the party carried on. Refusing to let the argument ruin your day, you kept your distance from both brothers and focused on enjoying yourself instead. You spent the evening laughing with family, dancing whenever your favorite songs came on, and making your way back for seconds of the delicious barbecue

Needing a break from the crowd, you slipped inside the pergola and drew the curtains shut behind you. Letting out a slow breath, you sank into one of the chairs, savoring the first quiet moment you’d had to yourself all day

The peace only lasted a few minutes before the curtains shifted open. Michael stepped inside, absentmindedly licking the barbecue sauce from his fingers before glancing over at you with a small grin

“Am I interrupting?” he asked

“Yes” you replied flatly, not even bothering to look up. You already knew it was Michael before he said a word

“Good” he chuckled, completely unbothered by your answer as he made himself comfortable beside you on the daybed

“I don’t think we should be seen together right now,” you said quietly, finally looking over at him “Not after what just happened”

“Why?” Michael asked, his brows knitting together as if the answer genuinely hadn’t crossed his mind

“Because your brother saw what you did at the grill,” you sighed, rubbing your temples “He was mad as hell. He pulled me aside asking why you were feeding me and said he didn’t like the way you were looking at me”

Michael let out a quiet “hm,” shaking his head with a smirk on his face

“I figured he’d notice…” he muttered under his breath

You turned to him immediately “You figured he’d notice?”

His eyes widened for the briefest second before he recovered “That’s not what I meant to say”

You scoffed, propping yourself up on your elbows as the realization slowly settled in. “Wow”

Your eyes stayed fixed on Michael, the pieces finally beginning to fall into place. Glancing over at Michael, the guilty look on his face told you everything you needed to know. A slow smile tugged at the corner of your lips. Instead of getting angry, you decided to take full advantage of the situation

If Michael wanted to play games, then two could play that game

You scooted closer to Michael, placing your thigh over his legs and rubbing his chest as you kissed at the corner of his lips “It’s okay baby” watching him tense up

You scooted closer to Michael, draping one of your thighs over his legs before resting a hand against his chest. Gently, you brushed a kiss against the corner of his lips

“It’s okay, baby” you whispered

The moment the words left your mouth, you felt him tense beneath your touch, his jaw tightening as he realized exactly what you were doing

“You’re not mad?” he asked cautiously, trying to read your face

“Mm” shaking your head as you reached for his swimming trunks, watching him squirm as you pulled out his dick

You let out a cocky scoff, a teasing smile spreading across your face. “Look at you…” you murmured, your eyes roaming over him. “All worked up over me?”

“Yes” he shamelessly admitted “I been thinking about you since you left this morning” he whispered

“Me too” kissing at the open parts of his chest before leaning down and spitting on his tip, watching it coat his shaft before repeating the process

“I don’t think we should be doing this right now,” he murmured, though he made no move to pull away

“Why? You didn’t care earlier about being seen” you teased

Just then your hand gently gripped around his shaft, immediately making him groan at the sensation of your hand stroking his dick—similar to what he was used to imitating on himself

“Be quiet Michael or else I’m gonna stop”

Dropping the plate next to him “Fuck” he groaned “okay, I’m sorry I’ll be quiet, I’ll be quiet”

You sped up your stroking, watching his dick pulse and react to your every touch. Even arousing yourself in the process

“People might hear us” he whined

“You care about that?”

“No” he took a deep breath shaking his head “No I don’t”

“Please make me cum” he whimpered

“I will baby, I promise. I just need you to tell me the truth first okay?”

“Mhm”

“You did that on purpose didn’t you?”

He hesitated to answer causing you to slow down

“No, no, no please don’t stop” he begged “Yes” finally answering you

“Why did you do it Michael?”

“Fuck—I wanted t’ make him jealous”

“Why?”

His head drooped back causing his hat to fall off and his mouth opened but nothing came out “Oh my god” he moaned “Please don’t make me do this”

“Aww baby,I thought you wanted me to make you cum?” you said in a condescending tone

The fapping sounds grew stronger, even making him watch you spit on his tip some more

“I do, I do please just don’t stop you’re making me feel so good”

“So why did you do it then?”

“Because I need you” he whined “I need you and I want you for myself” “You’re so beautiful”

Michael’s legs started to tremble and his cheeks were starting to warm up “Princess can I cum please? I can’t hold it anymore”

His answer caught you off guard. You had expected him to brush it off, blaming it on the ongoing tension between him and his brother. Instead, his concern seemed to be about the two of you

“Yes baby, cum for mama”

“Thank you”

His cumshot came protruding out multiple times, splashing onto the cement floor and a little on your hand. Michael collapsed back onto the daybed seemingly shocked in his performance. He began crying softly from being overwhelmed by your presence, blocking his face in embarrassment

“Good boy” you said as you kissed his cheek

You made him watch you lick his cum off of your hand before kissing his ear, making his body recoil with each touch

“You know I’m not done with you right? This is only the start” you smirked kissing his cheek “I’ll see you later my sweet boy”

Leaving Michael behind to collect himself, you slipped out of the pergola and made your way back toward the party as though nothing had happened

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