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nani. nineteen. orange⟢ a unapologetic gemini. michael jackson ˎˊ˗ current fav song: the lady in my life.
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i wanna do a face reveal sooo bad but locals might figure out i write mj smut 👀👀👀
yk what i might do it, and leave it up for about an hour
mikey being mean ᢉ𐭩
michael probably was being mean lol
but this was all your fault
you kept bugging him while he was in his office working. nearly in tears, because he wouldn’t break from his important duties and play with you for a couple of minutes
cause it doesn’t take much for you to cum, especially dealing with michael
but oh my god, you were whining in his ear for about 10 consecutive minutes. “mikey, come onn.” you gripped his arm while being seated in a seat next to him in his office
he kept telling you later, but nope, you wanted it now. this was low-key his fault; he spoiled you so much that now you think you’re able to get dick every day when wanted
he didn’t answer you but he kept making glances at you, because he just told you later and wasn’t gonna keep being verbal with a woman who doesn’t want to listen
and you hated being ignored, even though he was acknowledging you with his stares. he wasn’t using his words, and you hated when he did that
“michael!”
“baby.” he said now in a loud voice, with a harsh tone. he fully looked you in the eyes, full of lust and heat. you formed a small pout on your lips
wasn’t no winning with you, he seen a whole fit about to form
so he gave you exactly what you wanted, did he not?
first time, his fingers. man, it felt like eating after you were starved for 10 days
second time, his mouth. it takes a lot of food to make up for 10 days so this, was the cherry on top.
third time, his dick. food begins making you fatigue, n full but this was just the room you had left for sweets.
fourth time, you couldn’t take anymore.
“m-mikey.” was all you could say. he thrusted into you at a rhythmic pace, your legs pushed all the way back to your shoulders while your tits bounced with each blow
michael’s eyes were on the messiest scene before him, your slick glistening off of your clit, his cum also painting a pretty picture on you and your messy puffy clit, now a faint bright color
all of your sobs and cries, moans and groans, screams and sighs were the most beautiful thing he’s ever heard. especially knowing that you were falling apart beneath him
he peered up at you and saw the way your lips quivered in a pout, and tears continuously spilled from your eyes
his poor baby.
“poor baby.” he grunted, he did have a little remorse so he leaned down to place a nice wet kiss on your shaky lips, but still continued abusing your gummy walls with his tip
your eyes lolled back and you clenched around michael for the a thousandth time this night.
“thought this was what y’wanted baby?”
you sniffled and let out a harmony full of moans while shaking your head no. the only sounds that could be heard were michael’s dick sliding in and out of you with so much ease, due to your entrance being abused and used by him
one hand fell from your legs, that fell instantly. his thumb flew to your clit, making you jolt beneath him and shudder. you felt everything, the fabric of the sheets, your knees against your shoulders, and the heat of michael’s body
“s’ too much.” your hand reached for his lower abdomen, trying to pry him away. he let out a breathy groan before quickening the pace of his thrust
“move your hand.”
your hand stayed in place, trembling as you pleaded and begged with michael.
“c-can’t.. i’ll be good, please. ah— no m-more.. ohh” your babbling turned into small weeps
he called your name, which he rarely did, meaning he was really serious about you moving your damn hand
you moaned and dropped your hand down in so much defeat. he picked it back up and placed a small kiss on your knuckles
“jus’ gimmie one more mama, then im done.”
“y’r bein mean m-mikey.” the tight coil in your stomach nearing, making your toes curl and chest heave up and down
he wouldn’t let you slow him down. he kept making you cum, and he was the one who decided when you were done
yeah maybe he was being mean
“I know baby, daddy’s sorry.”
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i love that picture of michael so bad words cannot even express 😭
guys i am alive 👀 a lil drabble coming up today, i just been having real bad writers block idk?
he was always so smiley oh my goodness :(
I HAVE TO FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO DO i don’t like this sad shit
i can’t handle all these edits n tumblr posts like pleaseeeeee. MY HEARTTT it needs a break please 😭😭 i BEG.
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-june.25.2009
i really don’t like speaking upon michael’s passing because i go down a whole rabbit hole and it crushes my heart, so id rather think about they happy times and live through moments where he was here.
michael jackson has been a name for me since as long as i can remember, ive always known, listened to, and loved michael jackson. he was very essential growing up, especially with me being a music fanatic. as a little girl i used to mimic his dance movies in my room, play all of the just dances, i used to sing my lungs out to all of his songs (still do) and watch his short films more times than needed
michael was happiness
michael was positivity
michael was optimism
his energy exuded throughout his music, touching billions of people and gaining fans that haven’t even been born yet.
michael was a icon, and the greatest artist of all time. he was a strong african american representation, he didn’t let anyone water him or his talent down just because of his race, he stood for justice in the black community and spoke up about the inequalities, and there will never be a single soul on this earth that could recreate and do the things that michael accomplished
because even in a world full of evil and hate, michael never let that affect what he stood for as person.
rest in peace, michael.
you are truly loved and missed.
sincerely, the entire world.
michael eating you from the back ᢉ𐭩
you don’t know how michael convinced you into doing this. hell, you can’t even remember how the conversation went, but all you knew was it started by him saying how ‘laying on your ass was better than pillows’
then the greatest, and hungriest thing he could do swarmed his mind. he picked you up, out of your comfortable lounging position, and sat you on his lap
“take these off f’me princess.”
you obeyed because you just thought either you were getting dick or he simply was going to eat you up, but you were clearly wrong
since he was against the headboard he had some nice stability and you had an amazing slope to lie against.
he turned you to face opposite on his lap. “mikey, what r’ you doing?” you asked, now looking at him over your shoulder. he looked up at you, trapping you with his big brown doe eyes, michael could fool anybody with that but he wasn’t fooling you
“can i.. eat you, like this?” your eyes widen and your eyebrows rose. he waited patiently for you to answer. and even if you said no, i mean? come on.
you already knew what he meant by ‘like this’. he wanted your entire ass and everything in his face while he ate you like a sunday brunch. needless to say, michael already had his answer. he pushed you down to where your upper half would lay on his legs and propped your bottom half just inches away from his face
his large slender hands gripped your ass, massaging and needing it with his thumb as he eased you down, to connect his lips with your dripping cunt
he attached his lips to your clit and sucked all your juices up before licking from start to bottom. he stopped at your entrance and teased it with the tip of his tongue
his tongue watering in the process as he got a preview of your warm hole, and came back out to kiss and make love with your other bundle of nerves.
“yes.. yes mikey, please d-don’t stop” you moaned in a whiny tone, all you could do was take it because trust, he wasn’t stopping anytime soon
he was so focused back there, his eyes were closed, as he let your juices comfortably drip down his chin, traveling all the way down to his neck. his movement wasn’t fast or erratic; it was slow. his tongue and lips worked as a team and abused your pussy
you were so sweet, your nectar fueling him as he feasted making his pants tighten. your cries flowed uncontrollably, you couldn’t help how you were feeling from such ecstasy
you let out a brutal moan and bucked your hips, michael had detached from your clit with a nice tug, making a pop! sound. “goodness..” he groaned in a low voice
you whined, and regained breaths that you didn’t know were missing as you laid on his legs. “please don’t ever give this away.. s’all mine.”
michael didn’t even give you time to reply, he pulled you back to his face and began fucking you with his tongue, “m-mikey.. no i-i” you mewled while gripping anything that was beneath you for stability
you weren’t in control at all. his hands were on your ass, bringing you up and down, while he held his tongue out. your ass covered the majority of his face as he made small ‘mm’ sounds
you were in a complete daze by now
he pulled his tongue out and completely sat you down on his face. he still had room to breath and move his tongue but it was really hard for you to go anywhere cause he had you on lock
michael’s tongue flicked repeatedly against your bruised clit, and his nose bumped your hole. you literally felt the entire structure of his face, “mikeey.. ohh fuck! s’ too much, im cumming.”
“thaaats it, give it to m’baby.”
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(this fic is NOT based off my last post 😭)
small lil filler for the time being, im still working on my other fic but i been distracted:( and my birthday was like couple of days ago so, IM LOCKED THO. believe in me pls
the fic im dropping soon is quite LITERALLY based off of this version of michael. like when your reading, imagine this…
Okay, not to be like that because I just started posting my fics on Tumblr, but I keep seeing fics that seem similar to the one that first dropped ‘unprotected’
No, not even similar, it’s exactly like what I wrote, but they add their own twist. Now, of course, within the whole Michael community, there are scenarios that people re use and make into their own thing, like [sub!michael, mature!michael with young reader, even like pervy Michael]. It’s all reused, but people come up with a whole bunch of different ideas.
All I’m saying is literally give credit where credit is due 😭 it’s lowkey starting to piss me off because I worked hard on these fics, ESPECIALLY when I sit up for like days thinking about what I can write about
Stop stealing people shit and twisting it into your own without giving credit. That’s so like…… no?
Anyways fic dropping soon.
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hi hi i love unprotected so so so much and i was wondering if u could elaborate on times when michael is subby js a thought love u 😘😘😘
thank you!! ily, hope you enjoy 😉
𝜗[18+ mdni michael is too scared to ask for another bj ]
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About 2 weeks ago, Michael had finally let you take his virginity. You would think, after winning multiple awards and titles at such a young age, that would be one of the best nights of life
Nope
Having sex with you, making love to you, was a feeling he would never get enough of. More times than needed, he has flashbacks about that night
The way your mouth wrapped around him, the warmth of your walls suffocating him, taking his breath away with each thrust
He literally felt as if he created a soul tie with you because his obsession and neediness to be around you were ridiculous
But that was the first and last time, and ever since then, Michael’s body has been out of control. Since this was your boyfriend, the one you felt comfortable with, you were very careless with your clothing
Some days when he came over, you’d be wearing the smallest of shorts with a tank top or, no shirt and pajamas pants. Even when you two napped together, you’d remove your bottoms, leaving you in your underwear
And each time that occurred, it made Michael’s dick jump a little, the flashbacks of that night flooding his head. It’s not even the things you wear; it’s also things you do, that leaves Michael excusing himself to the bathroom. Even! if they aren’t intentionally
Like one time you two were eating breakfast, you lifted your fork, taking a pancake in your mouth, and as you did, syrup drizzled from it all the way down your breast because once again, you weren’t wearing a shirt
You felt the liquid on you and pouted with wet lips from the previous bite of syrup that you had taken. “Mikey, can you hand me a napkin, please?”
He paused all his movement to stare at you, another wave of memories coming back—from when you made him cum and all of his sperm fell perfectly on your tits
He still ended up handing you the napkin but when he returned he hit you with , ‘Wait! don’t finish your food, I have to use the bathroom.’ You furrowed your eyebrows and watched your boyfriend walk away to the rest room, unbeknownst to you; to release with his hand
He felt so guilty for having these lewd thoughts and feelings way too many times that he was absolutely terrified to ask for help. The gentleman that he is, he could never fix his lips to ask if you could suck his dick because he got hard from syrup dripping down his chest
But after a while, you started to catch on. How could you not? It was so obvious
What you couldn’t understand is why he couldn’t open his mouth to ask you for help, like you hadn’t gotten over the hard part yet. It was pissing you off because what? You didn’t suck him off good enough?
It was starting to become offensive that he’d use his own hand rather than yours or your mouth, so today you finally decided to confront him about it
You both were at his place, spending time with his family. Michael had came in early from the pool because the water made him queasy, so you stayed back with janet
But eventually you came in and saw Michael on the bed reading some book, “Hi baby.” You greeted him as you stepped into the room and shut the door behind you. He closed the book and put his attention on you
“Hey, how was the pool?” Michael asked. You went on about how it was nice and how ‘randy tried teaching you and Janet how to swim’ and other fun stuff
“Yeah, but I showered in Janet’s room because I didn’t know if you were in here sleeping.” You walked over to his side and placed a kiss on the tip of his nose. He smiled at both your small gestures, “I would’ve been fine either way angel.”
You gave another kiss, but this time on his lips. It was only just a peck, but he still was engulfed by the warmth of your lips. At this time, you remembered Michael’s pattern of running to the bathroom, so you wanted to test the waters to see if he’d try and run to the bathroom again
Michael watched you carefully as you climbed on the bed to straddle his lap, as you did you sat your ass down on him with a little force which made his abdomen tighten. There was no kiss initiated yet but your freshly manicured hands that he paid for rested on his chest
You rested there comfortably, but your eyes examined Michael’s facial expressions. “What’s wrong..?” You could ask him the same thing, but you still shook your head and gave him a small smile ‘Nothin’
His palms began collecting sweat; he prayed that you didn’t feel his bulge growing beneath you; of course, you did.
Michael let out a nervous laugh and began rambling. “Do you wanna.. uh, watch a movie? or play cards? Actually, I think you should go grab the cards from downstairs.” Anything for you to get up from his now, so obvious hard on
You paused and smirked, his plan of trying to get you out so he could jerk off was not going so well. “Yeah, sure.” You slid off of his lap, not missing how his dick bumped against your clit as you did so, and you headed to the door
That was too much for little touch deprived ol’ mikey.
He eased a pillow on top of his lap while his eyes tracked you. Your hand reached for the doorknob, wondering if Michael would open his mouth and say something, and of course, he didn’t
So you opened the door, then shut it right back
“Move the pillow Michael.”
He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He could’ve sworn he heard you wrong. “H-Huh?” You faced him in his direction. He watched you with worry in his eyes as you walked to him and threw the pillow that was covering him up on the floor
“Get up.” He stood up
You pointed to the edge of the bed, “Sit down.” He sat down to where you pointed, and held his head low because now his bugle was very visible through the grey sweats he wore
You stood between his legs with folded arms, “What were you— Look at me.” He slowly lifted his head up and his doe eyes found yours, “What were you gonna’ do when I left?”
He was scared and embarrassed, 1. because he didn’t know if you were going to freak out on him and try to leave. 2. He thinks that you probably knew all this time what he’d be doing the majority of the times he had a boner, and which you did
He didn’t answer, he just looked at you with pleading eyes hoping you didn’t make him admit to what he planned on doing, “Please..” Was all he said, you scoffed and nodded your head
His face was painted a faint red color, he was so embarrassed. “Oh now you’re embarrassed because I caught you.”
His breathing was shaky, and his eyes stayed on you the whole time, like he was waiting for another one of your commands. “How do you think I feel?”
“Knowing that my boyfriend would rather use his own hands than ask his girlfriend to get him off.” You tilted your head; he didn’t think about it like that. Honestly, he was so worried about not making you feel beneath him by requesting you sucked him off so many times
“Answer me, Michael!”
He winced at the sound of you raising your voice, worried that his siblings would think that you two were in a heated argument. “Shh! Please don’t yell… I-I don’t know, m’sorry. You’re too pretty— And I… It keeps happening.” He muttered the last part, and you poked your neck out to hear him better
“Hm? What keeps happening Michael?”
He sighed and covered his face with his hands, but removed them as he spoke. “This… Way too many times. I couldn’t ask you to help me every single time. s’ so degrading.”
“Your body, your gorgeous face.. It’s all a turn on for me, a-and that night, just keeps replaying in my head. It feels so wrong but..” His eyes were glued to the floor the entire time he rambled and let out a small confession. You found it so cute, but you still wanted to shake him up and teach em’ a lesson
“Baby, I appreciate your consideration but please, next time open your damn mouth.” You said while resting one hand on your hip, and the other waving around as you spoke to him
His head nodded quickly, “I-I promise i will.”
You nodded your head also, “Okay, I’m gonna get those cards.” And with that, you twisted on your heel and headed for the door, making Michael’s eyes nearly fall out of his socket
“Wait!”
Bingo.
A small smile appeared on your face from the thought of where this was headed. “Something wrong, Mikey?” A small pout lay on his lip as he nodded his head. His long, slender fingers pulled his pants down just at his mid-thigh, releasing his throbbing dick. His tip was reddish, very agitated, and leaked with pre-cum
“Can you help me..?” He let out weakly
The smile on your face grew bigger. “Of course I can. See how easy that was?” Your hands twisted the lock on the door, and you went over to Michael, who looked like he could just cum from one touch
You slowly eased onto the carpeted floor, between Michael’s legs. He looked down at you with so much desperation in his eyes that it made you consider hurrying up and not teasing him so much. After all, he only was being thoughtful
He was so thick and long, your hand could barely fully wrap around him. You started by spitting on his tip, then stroking him at a slow pace. “You’re so big, Mikey. I don’t think you can fit in my mouth.” You said in a faux tone, knowing that eventually you were going to wrap your lips around him
Poor Michael frowned at the thought of that, “No no no.. please, put it in your mout— oh..” There it was, he felt your tongue swirl around his tip and you pushing majority of him in your mouth. Your tongue laid flat against the warm, hard surface of his dick, as you bobbed your head up and down.
Michael whined and threw his head back. His eyes were closed the entire time as he let out cute little noises that ultimately left a pool of wetness on you. You dragged your mouth up and sucked passionately on his tip while stroking him
The loss of no longer feeling your mouth on him, but your hand still gripped him, made Michael let out a disgruntled cry, “Keep those pretty eyes on me, ‘kay?” You ordered. Michael nodded with curled toes and a hung-open jaw as you massaged him from the tip to the base of his dick
“ohh my.. god, please.”
He whimpered, whined, and made every noise in the book. He didn’t know where to position his hands, so he gripped the sheets. His eyes were glassy, and his lips were wet and pouty. He was so full with cum, even though he used his hand a lot, he could never get the job done like you did
His tip abused your throat as you repeatedly clashed the two against each other. He let out a loud cry, tears began welling up in his eyes, and his right hand flew to the back of your head. “ahh! please don’t stop—’m so close, angel.”
Unintentionally, Michael began thrusting into your mouth. This was too much for him. Everything was so fast: the sight of your movement, the tears also collecting in the corners of your eyes, the nasty click-click sound that rang throughout the room. And of course, you sucking him sloppy
And when I say sloppy, i mean.
Spit was now coating his balls. His dick slid in and out of your mouth so smoothly. You let out small moans around him, sending vibrations throughout his entire body. Since your mouth was taking care of him, your hand began catering to his balls
But, you being you, Michael wasn’t going to get to cum so easily. You lifted from him, coming up with a loud gasp at the lack of air. Michael gasped as well and cried out “noo! why did you stop??!” The tears now falling from his eyes, he literally almost spilled his entire load into your mouth, but you stopped
Your hand began stroking his wet dick, once again. Your face was a pretty mess that made Michael’s dick twitch even more. The hand that once made love to his balls was now rubbing his thigh. “I can’t give it to you that easily, Mikey. You made me wait also, right?” You asked while still having him in your hand. His lip quivered, and he nodded his head
“Mama just wanna make sure that you understand the consequences of your actions, y’know?” You sucked on his tip like a sucker before coming off with a pop! sound, you were playing with this man
“y’close mikey?”
He let out a lengthy whine, “Y-yes, im.. right there.” His hips began moving again, you shook your head no, and tapped the thigh that your hand had been resting on. “You gotta’ stay still baby, or m’not gonna let you cum”
Michael whimpered and his eyes lolled back. You couldn’t possibly think that he was strong enough to hold back when you were talking him through it while STILL jerking him off. “m’ sorry, mama… I-I’m sorry, please— let me cum, can I cum please— ohhh” He babbled, his abdomen tightened and his head fell forwards.
He didn’t cum
He just began crying, like actually crying
His eyes were becoming a faint red color, and he was shaky. This was getting you off in so many ways it was ridiculous. “Awe, poor baby. Now you see what happens?” He sniffled, still being suffocated by your hand and strokes. He moaned and swallowed harshly while his chest began to heave up and down slowly
“Now.. Tell me what Michael’s gonna’ do next time he needs help.”
He was sweating bullets and his vision was so blurry he could barely see you until he blinked all the tears away. “a-ask mama for help” He let out weakly
You smiled big and gasped, just to mess with him. “goood boy.” He whimpered and gripped the sheets harder to where his knuckles were now white
He deserved his finish now, you were done toying with him
“Go ahead mikey, show me a good time.” Your words becoming muffled as your lips clasped around him again, both his hands went to the back of your head and his hips thrusted sloppily into your mouth, “m’ cumming— m’cumming, ohhh mama im—!”
Michael’s toes curled, his eyes jammed shut with his jaw dropped. He let out multiple cries and finally exploded in your mouth, some of his cum dropped out of your mouth, which made you remove your mouth and stroke him through it, earning some spurts of cum on your face.
You keep stroking, making sure he was milked of every drop he had to give. He shivered and fell back gently on the bed. You licked up whatever droplets that were present on his dick. He let out small moans and groans, and reached for his dick to get you away from it and put it back in his underwear at least
He gave a small ‘Unt unt’ before closing his eyes. You giggled and went to the bathroom, grabbing a towel for your face and to clean him up
You wiped your face clean, then went back to Michael, freeing him once again and wiping him off gently. Assuming he was beginning to fall asleep because he only twitched gently
After that, you shook him awake so he could lie in the bed comfortably, and underneath the covers. He positioned his head on your chest and wrapped his arms around you tightly, lazily kissing your chest
“I love you mikey”
“I love you more angel.” He murmured
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Many hours later, someone came knocking on the door. Michael was in deep sleep, so you had slid from his hold and gone to open the door. “Hey, dinner’s ready,” Janet said. You nodded but smirked a little while extending the door so she could see her brother sleeping peacefully
“How long has he been out?”
“Hm, about 4 hours”
Her eyes widen, “Damn! He didn’t even do anything besides swim.”
You laughed internally and shrugged your shoulders—
“Crazy isn’t it?”
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i genuinely didn’t know what to title this but.. hello hello new requested update
subby!michael smut coming soon [later today] ive been distracted a little bit cause i just graduated soo
im locked tho 👀
that was fucking incredible i’m frothing at the mouth pls i need more
thank you!! i have a couple things in mind but im all ears for any ideas you guys have 👀
Why would you write a fic inspired by the relationship he had with the woman who groomed him?
1. it wasn’t inspired by that, i took inspiration from the song.. WHICH is about a jezebel type woman.
2. I’ve seen multiple people do fics similar to this i just took inspiration.. I’m just doing the same thing where people write fics based off his songs
3. People literally do mature!michael with like young readers. I was just switching the roles.. No harm meant on my part with this fic, please don’t come to my page with that.
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parings: thrad!michael x famous!reader
synopsis: with you being 4 years older than Michael majority of the times you had the upper hand, to treat him however; only acknowledge him fuck him in private while still moving as a free woman. Michael on the other hand couldn’t keep this up for much longer
warnings: smut 18+, sexual themes, crying, angry sex, slapping, minors dni.
Pissed wasn’t even the word
Michael was fuming, he couldn’t believe you
Actually, he could. He just didn’t think you had the guts to do so in front of him. Michael bit the inside of his cheeks as he watched you and Lionel walk side by side to the main stage
His hand rested just above your lower back, and your small, slender fingers held the golden purse your team picked out for you, that complemented your outfit
You two stood next to one another, being the center of attention in a room full of talented people, and also the greatest artists during the time of 1984
You walked up to the stand with Lionel still behind you, holding a nice and generous smile on his face, while Michael saw right through that shit
“I’d like to congratulate every single person in this room for your hardworking ethics and dedication. It’s also such an honor to be here and reward everyone for their success in this past year.” You said, giving a miniature speech
Michael shifted in his seat as he examined you fully, your hair being in a slick, neat ponytail. The white almond-shaped nails drew everyone’s attention to the stand where your hands rested; your shoulder blade being oddly sharp and bold
He also noticed how you’d keep amazing eye contact with the entire crowd, looking for attention, wanting them to engage in more than what you were saying, but instead the things that Michael noticed
Like how well that dress hugged your figure or how your chest sat so pretty. He’d seen it all and he knew it wasn’t just for him
“I also want to congratulate you as well—Lionel.” The crowd applauded, and you initiated a hug, his hands yet again around your waist, and yours wrapped around his neck
The hug was quick and very normal to everyone in the room except for Michael. He was the only person in the room with an issue, and he had every right
You don’t get to make love to him, tell him sweet nothings, be there and see him at his lowest. Nurture and take care of him in ways that no one has EVER done before, going on 30-day tours with him, just you and him
You do all that unbeknownst to anyone else, because deep down you know it could never work. There would be too much controversy around you and Michael’s relationship
You knew that in the first place, so why the fuck would you consider going further with him?
As you broke the hug, you placed a small kiss on his cheek. Just inches away from the corner of his lips, and Michael almost lost it. Almost, he was fuming though, but fucking up his image over a Jezebel wasn’t worth it
At all.
All he could do was chuckle, but nothing was funny. He bit his lip while smiling, but again, nothing was funny. Marlon—his brother, who was sitting behind him— looked over at his older brother, noticing a shift in his attitude
“Mike, you okay?”
Michael didn’t look his brothers way but he did respond with a simple ‘Yea, i’m okay’ and that was it. His attention was still on you and the rest of this wack ass award ceremony
You licked your lips and cleared your throat before speaking into the mic again, “And the ‘American Music Awards’ go to…” You flipped the paper, and you instantly became hot
Michael Jackson.
Your conscience was so guilty, you knew Michael had been watching your every move for 3 hours and more. You always felt bad when Michael explained to you how bad you made him feel
“M-Michael Jackson!” You announced, putting on the fakest smile ever. The applause was so loud you’d think the audience doubled. Michael stood up, swiping his hands across his jeans while smiling and giving the crowd small nods and hand waves
Once he hit that stage, his eyes were stuck on you. Of course, being content, he still shook Lionel’s hand. His grip was firm, and he held a look in his eyes which, ultimately, Lionel could tell was up
He dipped his head a bit and stepped back. “Congratulations, man.” Michael nodded and walked over to where you stood. His expression seemed normal to the public, but you could see it in the way he walked
He was upset and hurt
You extend your arms for a quick hug. Michael returned the same, but you didn’t miss the way his fingertips pressed hard into your hips as you two held the hug, making your movement pause a bit
You pulled away and he nearly laughed at the way you smiled at him, and congratulated him like nothing had happened. Like you two were just 2 of a million industry stars, like you didn’t dismiss him the way you did
“Congratulations Michael.” But he was Mikey in private, okay. He barely acknowledged your forced thanks even though it was truly genuine. You truly admired him, and how dedicated his is but he didn’t feel it not one bit
Maybe he did but today was not one of those days he felt any of that from you
Michael smiled and held up the heavy award weighing on his hands and blew a kiss with his hand out to the audience. He stepped up to the mic and began his speech
“First, I’d like to thank God. Along with my mother and father, who have been very essential to me and my siblings throughout our years of success.”
Even when it’s supposed to be about him he still thought about everyone else
“And in moments like this, it’s very important to have those who are dear to you standing next to you. So—the ones who were able to make it for me today, I’d like you to come up.” He said in a soft voice
The crowd applauded and Michael’s peers [Quincy, Marlon, Jackie and Janet] traveled their way onto the stage. You all greeted each other, so there was a lot of position changes and not once did Michael’s eyes leave you
He kept a small smile on his face, but his eyes were only on you. He wished you would pull some’ shit while he’s in arm’s reach. Michael still stood near the stand, so he went to say his final words
“Before I go, I would like to thank my fans. The feeling of being loved and recognized out loud is truly beautiful. I love you all, thank you.” And with that, the crowd stood and applauded
Michael and his peers walked away, but he shot you one last look before taking his leave. You grinned at him before raising your hands to applaud as well. As you had seen him get lost in the crowd, you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding
“Ain’t’ never seen Michael so.. like that.” Lionel said in a quiet tone behind you
“I hadn’t noticed there was anything wrong.”
…
You two took separate cars, but the destination was the same place. After a night of dismissing your secret lover, you knew you had a long night ahead of you. Filled with you apologizing every second and swearing that you weren’t going to treat him like that again
“Thank you.” You thanked the driver in a quiet voice as you got out of the vehicle and walked to the door. You expected all hell to break loose the second Michael heard you come in, but there was silence
He was there; he just didn’t acknowledge you, as expected. You did see him, though; he had completely changed from his royal attire he presented earlier, and now he wore a white T-shirt with black sweats
His hair damp and his curls loose, meaning he had just freshly showered. “Mikey?” You called out for him. Usually, he’d answer, then you two start a big-ass argument, resulting in him being seen as overbearing and overreacting
But he wasn’t dealing with that shit today. He was tired of your manipulation. You sighed, realizing that you weren’t going to be able to cut through his stubbornness just at this moment. So you placed your belongings on the kitchen counter and headed to your room so you could freshen up
By the time you finished your shower you’d expect him to calm down right? No. Hell no
You were very cautious with your movement, as you got closer to where he sat, you could see how visibly upset he was. His breathing was heavy and his jaw was clenched
You stood in front of him; the only thing his view consisted of was your thighs, that were covered halfway by some light pink baby shorts you wore
You extend your hand out to grab his, but the second he felt your fingers on his, he slapped your hand away. Michael never got physical with you. You were the one more so handsy with him, like you’d push him away or be the one slapping his hand away
You gasped and retracted your hand, “Grow the fuck up, Michael.” You shouted at him. You weren’t extremely loud, but you had plenty of base in your voice. Before you left him by himself, you pushed his forehead back. Before you thought about walking away, he stood up and gripped your wrist
He didn’t even say anything but he sat you down roughly right where he once sat. He stood above you but lowered his hands on each side of you, “You want me to grow up? You’re a grown woman who can’t come to terms with her feelings—”
His fingertips coming into contact with your chest, symbolizing that you didn’t know what to do with that piece of flesh protected by your skin and bones
“A woman— a childish woman, who’s so wrapped up in what the public would think about her potential relationship.. that she’d rather keep the jezebel image. Rather than accepting herself for who she is and what she is.”
Michael’s words were cutting so deep you hadn’t realized the tears that fell down your face rapidly. All you did was stare up at him, eyes wet, and your nose became a faint red color
He didn’t care, he couldn’t care less about those damn tears
“You’re an amazing manipulator, you make me feel these ways and then— I end up feeling bad because of what?” You barely missed the way his voice cracked, you actually had no words this time
Usually Michael was the one in your shoes, and now that the coin is flipped, this shit doesnt feel good
Not one bit
“It’s because you’re a coward” He whispered, coming closer to your ear as small tears also fell down his face
You couldn’t hold back yours, small sobs fell from your lips as they quivered; your hand quickly wiping the tears that painted your face
“You don’t love me.”
You broken sob fell from your lips again but this time it was much louder, “Mich—”
He cut you off. “You love being loved. And I don’t want to be where I’m not wanted. I deal with that enough in my everyday life.” His soft voice was long gone, had been since he gave that speech
“M-Michael I love you. I do, don’t say things like that please.. I just— our ages..” You trailed off, breaking the eye contact you’ve been holding for about 3 minutes and keeping your eyes on the floor
Your eyes went back to Michael “I can’t.”
Michael’s eyes softly shut, and multiple tears streamed down his face, but no sound came from his lips. “But you knew that the first time you came to lay down and have sex with me, right? Or when you first decided to indulge me in your twisted ass life when I was only 19?”
“You feed off of me, you’re a predator and i’m done being your prey.”
Your hand came flying across his face, he barely winced and lifted one of his hands to hold his face. “Fuck you Michael.” You cried out
He chuckled and nodded his head “Yea.. Yea, Mhm hm I bet you do.” His voice trembled. You slapped him again, and then again, until you started to hit his chest
Of course Michael wasn’t gonna man handle you back
But he had about just enough of your shit
…
You don’t know how the hell you got here. Actually, you do. You keep putting your hands on him, but the predicament you were currently in you’d never see coming
Michael literally tied your hands up. He tied them behind your back and had you face down ass up on the couch while he fucked into you with little remorse
His dick slid in and out of you so well due to your slickness that had been creating a soil on the couch from you constantly dripping
Your nasty moans and desperate cries were like music to his ears; it felt good seeing you be the weak one instead of him
Michael was so angry
Frustrated, sad, hurt, all of the above he quite literally couldn’t control himself. “oh— oh mikey” You cried out, tasting the salty tears that fell down your face due to the overbearing pleasure
He grunted as he switched his hands from your hips to your tied-up ones, gripping on them and angling you to where you were slightly lifted from the couch. He wanted to feel all of you; he wanted to reach lengths that he never even knew were possible
And that exactly what he did
“I told you—” he groaned while looking at the pleasant view beneath him, which was your wetness starting to paint his dick a faint white color. Him getting distracted by the nasty noises your pussy made
“Keep your damn hands to yourself girl.”
Your mouth hung open, and you could not open your eyes to save your life. The rhythm of his hips was quick and sharp, making a—
pap, pap, pap sound throughout the silent house. Your moans flew out of your mouth constantly, which ended in you making the most pathetic noise Michael has ever heard in his entire life once he let your hands go and you fell swiftly on the couch again
It was like a scream, mixed with a cry and a whine. Even you didn’t know what the hell that was, but even then Michael still didn’t stop, his lips probably all bloody by now from how hard he’d been biting it to keep his own noises hidden
“Fuck..” He groaned at how good and warm you felt around him, that’s one thing he would never deny is how good you felt
You whimpered and started to try reaching for his abdomen or a way to free yourself from the restraints, but there was no avail. “m’ sorry mikey—”
You weren’t sorry. It had just been too much for you, and you needed him to slow down, but he wasn’t doing that. Nor was he stopping
“i-i, m’ so sorr— fuccck” Your stomach tightened and you felt your 2nd orgasm of the night slowly start to creep up. Michael could sense you were at your peak, your pussy clenched around him making his movements stutter and become delayed
But Michael wasn’t done yet. Granted, he was going to cum a few times, but he didn’t want to come too many times to where the point it’ll become too much for him
His hands gripped your ass, and he dragged his hips back, never fully leaving you but only having his tip tease your entrance, which only made you whine at the no longer full feeling
He would enter you quickly, not missing the squelching sound your pussy made, and then drag himself back out with the same said pace, your moans and pants becoming more frantic
You slightly turned your head to look behind you and actually see him in action. Michael was biting his shirt, holding it up to where his caramel chest and abdomen were shown
The sweat damped his hair, which made his beautiful curly pieces lie messily over his forehead. He was enjoying this just as much as you were but couldn’t cave in just yet
He swallowed back a moan and let out a breathy groan. His hand came down hard on your ass, making you cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure
He smacked it and then gripped the warm peice of flesh in front of him, your eyes still on him the entire time and his eventually locked with yours as well “ ‘Shit hurt’s dont it?” Michael rarely cussed at you but tonight he had no room to be respectful
Why should he?
He kept delivering hard, quick blows to your ass while still giving you deep, hard, and slow strokes; waiting for you to even attempt to answer him
He delivered another blow but this one was very very painful. “Don’t it?
“Y-yes! mik— oh.. ohh im cum—” You sucked in a breath, as your stomach snapped breaking and releasing every bit of tension and you let out a loud moan while releasing all of your cream on to Michael’s dick, leaving him more coated than before
Michael helped and fucked you through it but to stop himself from finishing also, he pulled out— stroking himself, hissing at the contact before putting his still hard cock away
You gently fell flat on the couch due to the lack of strength in your knees. “Can you untie me, please?” You said in a faint voice, barely managing to get it out. Michael didn’t answer you, but you felt his fingers undo the tight fabric that held your wrist
He turned your body around, to where now you were laid against the armrest of the couch.“Did I hurt you?” He looked at the faint mark on your wrist. You looked as well
“No, I’m okay.” You gave him a faint smile. His hand trailed up your naked thigh. You still were exposed to him, and the only thing covered was your chest by the shirt you wore
“Well, you hurt me.” Michael said. He spread your legs and positioned himself between them, the slickness from your last orgasm still present. Every breath he took, the cool air would come into contact with your bare cunt, making you whimper
“I-I love you.. I never meant to hurt you” You said in a shaky breath being distracted by how close he was, knowing at any given moment he would be devouring you
He hummed, placing small pecks on your inner thighs. You swallowed at the sudden contact, “Mikey.. C-can you kiss me?” His eyes shot up at you and his movements halted, he seen the desperation exuding from your eyes
He hadn’t kissed you this entire time. Yes, he’s kissing a part of you now, but that’s it. He’d only kiss anywhere on your body, not your lips, though. Michael started placing more kisses on your warm, plush thighs. “I’m kissing you right now.”
You shook your head and whined, “No Michael, here.” You said reaching down to swipe your fingers across his lips, he placed a small kiss on your fingers as well. You retracted your hand— hoping he’d do what you asked
Instead, his warm, wet mouth came into contact with your throbbing heat. You licked your lips and let out a breathy moan, your back barely arched off the couch as his tongue began to play and work wonders on your clit
The tip of his tongue danced on your bundle of nerves, he licked and teased your entrance catching you by surprise. “ah—” You gasped, your hands flew to his hair, using it as a way to stabilize yourself
He pulled you closer and lifted your hips up so he could get more access to your hole as he tongue-fucked you. You were a moaning mess, your body was heating up, and you were sweating like you had just run a marathon
This would be your 3rd orgasm to come and your barely managing to pull through for this one “ ‘so good mike, my god..” Your cries becoming louder while you squirmed in his hold. His tongue left you but he instantly re attached his lips to your puffy clit
While his mouth played with you, he inserted two digits inside of you, fucking you oh so well with his fingers. He pulled his lips away and you looked at you— seeing how wore out you looked, loving how tears continuously fell from your eyes as you moaned his name and other vile things
“Who’s making you feel like this?” Michael questioned, you opened your mouth to respond but no words came out. He gave you the benefit of the doubt, so instead of denying you this orgasm you were currently chasing, he’s speeding up the process for you
The thumb on his other hand began rubbing small cute circles on your clit, your hand instantly flew to the one stimulating your clit. You tried prying him away— “i-i can’t, please..”
You weren’t giving him what he wanted so he wasn’t gonna give u what you want. “Look at me.. who’s making you feel like this girl?”
Even holding eye contact is too much, you looked up at him chewing on your lip as you did. “You are..”
“Say who’s doing this too you”
Your eyes rolled back from the intense pleasure and Michael removed his hand from your clit; still penetrating you with his other hand, to hold himself up while he placed kisses on your neck. “Michael is..”
“Just me?” His voice sounding muffled from him being buried into the crook of your neck. He pulled back to look you in the eye as you gave him your answer. You nodded your head, what felt like in slow motion because you were just a touch away from cumming
“Only you..”
Michael barely smiled at you and went back down on you. You let out a low whine, a hand coming to his hair as you humped against his face to ride out your orgasm, “yes mikey.. right there—” You said in a whiny tone
You let out a loud breath, and the grip you had on Michael’s hair loosened. You hiccuped at the feeling of his lips still sucking on your abused clit even after you had finished, and he had removed his fingers
“No.. n-no more.” You hiccuped pushing his head away and surprisingly he moved. You looked up at him with begging eyes, “Please kiss me.” A small pout forming on your lips, it wasn’t like he didn’t wanna kiss you cause he did, he just had something to prove. He knew you were exhausted, you had been right after the second time you came
He rested against the other end of the couch. “If you behave,” he motioned for you to sit in his lap. You— still having your lower half exposed— climbed onto Michael’s lap. He extended his legs so he was able to lie flat
“I’m behaving Michael, I havent—”
A hard slap landed on your ass. You winced and bit your lip from the impact. “Turn around.” You obeyed, your back laid against Michael’s chest and your legs laid on top of his. Your bare ass was against his clothed dick. He lifted you up so he could free himself
He sat you back down, so now his dick was positioned between your legs. His dick gently tapping your clit, making you shiver. “Are you able to take anymore?” he asked, only to mess with you because he was going to give you it regardless
“No.. No I don’t think so mikey.” You answered truthfully. His hands rubbed your abdomen gently, he leaned down a bit to kiss your neck then trailed the kisses up to your cheek
“How do you think I felt?”
“All these years, I couldn’t take seeing you interact with other men in subtle ways you did with me.”
You moaned at the way he licked and bit your neck as he talked to you. “You kept going, you never stopped.”
“When I told you how much it was breaking my heart—” He quit showering you with kisses and started to stroke himself, precum already decorating his tip
“Did you stop? or did you keep going.”
You whimpered at thought of what was to come next. “I kept going.”
“So that’s exactly what I’m gonna do.” And he pressed his tip at yours, once again dripping holes before fully inching himself in. You shook as you sank down on him, your legs closed just off of whatever instinct
“Keep em open” His tone breathy from the suffocating feeling your pussy blessed him with. You let out a closed mouth moan, “I can’t..” You felt every bit of him with opened legs and that was too overwhelming
“Yes you can.’” His large hands hooked under your thighs to spread your legs. Underneath, you felt him begin to thrust into you. You had zero strength to hold yourself up, which was perfectly fine because he couldn’t tell the difference
“Yep.. There you go.” He praised, you were completely submissive to Michael in this moment, it made you feel so weak, you were taking him so well
“s-shhit michael..!” You cried out, your nails dug into his thighs. He groaned at the sudden feeling but adapted after a while. His pace began to speed up, and the feeling his mushroom-y tip started to become more recognizable against your gummy walls.
You kept whining and whimpering about how much you ‘couldn’t take it’ and Michael was there to shush’ you and tell you how much you could and were going to
He was more vocal than earlier and you heard all of his manly noises in your ear which also sent multiple electrical shocks to your heat. “Doin so good. You feel amazing..” He kissed you, just inches away from your lips, you couldn’t handle any more of his teases
You poked your lips out, attempting to reach his. He noticed, a breathy laugh leaving his lips as he bit them while pounding into your warmth
“Let me fill you up.. n I’ll never stop kissing you. Just lemme stuff you.” More tears began welling up in your eyes. Michael had you locked down where you couldn’t even move your own hips. Soon, this would push you to overstimulation
Your mind was so clouded. You clearly weren’t thinking straight, because Michael was clearly the type to trap you with a baby
“P-please kiss me..”
Your mouth nearly watered as you felt his lips come in contact with yours, at first it was quick; it was like you had food deprived for years
He nibbled on the bottom of your lip, sucking and pulling at it before entering the kiss again but this time his tongue and your tongue danced with each other
Tears trickled down yours faces, these being emotion ones and Michael felt them brush pass his face which cause him to bring his thumb up to wipe them away. Cause even in the heat of this moment you still were very apologetic
You both moaned into the kiss, slowly becoming short of breath. His left hand held onto the side of your face, and yours stayed positioned on him. You pulled from the kiss, letting out a nasty mewl, “mikey—I-I have to pee…stop."
You felt like you were genuinely about to burst any given moment. This only excited Michael more, “Let it out baby..Been so good for me all day, don’t wanna mess it up”
He learned a thing or two from you with this manipulative shit.
You shook your head and let out a shaky breath. Your 4th orgasm of the night had just approached, but this time it left you spraying Michael all over his lower half
“oooh.. ah, mikey— mmph!”
But right as you came to your end so did Michael seconds later, “Fuucck angel..” Your heart fluttered at the name, his white, thick liquid coated your insides. Some leaked out out of you, traveling all the way down to his balls but Michael thrusted his hips sloppily making sure most of it stayed
You whimpered at the feeling of him sliding out of you. You felt the liquid very slowly ease out of you. You were completely depleted, so you slumped into Michael’s arms
He gently brushed your hair out of your face and placed a kiss on your forehead. Even with very little energy, you still needed Michael to know how genuinely sorry you were. “I’m sorry, Michael. I genuinely am. I promise I won’t hide us anymore. I’ll show you. Tomorrow, we can go out together.”
You shifted your head to where you were looking at him. “You mean it?” The softness in his voice very faint
“I mean it mikey.”
He smiled and placed another kiss on your forehead, you closed your eyes and softly smiled—
“I have to take a plan B.. like right now”
“You don’t have to do anything.”
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