Crazy Christmas gifts ~ Michael Smut
so basically this past week i’ve fallen behind by like a day. its just theres a lot more family stuff going on than i expected (i know that sounds weird because its the holiday season but trust me) lol. so are ya’ll cool with me posting the 24th and one of the 25th’s on the 25th and then the last 3 on the 26th? i hope so because that’s what I’m pretty sure I’m gonna do lol. enjoy! :)
Day 23 ~
Michael Smut ~
You laid in bed waiting for Michael to get home. Michael was never really the one to be on time or do anything on time so of course he was out Christmas shopping on Christmas eve. You had told him he should’ve finished his Christmas shopping sooner but he told you that he was looking for the perfect present for you. Which when talking about Michael, probably meant something sexual.
All you wanted was a quiet relaxing night before you’d have to spend a whole day with crazy loud relatives. But clearly since it was almost midnight and Michael still wasn’t home. You knew that wasn’t going too happen.
The sound of the front door opening and closing echoed through the empty house signaling Michael was home.
"(Y/N) I’m home!" Michael called out.
"I’m in the bedroom Mikey." You yelled.
His heavy footsteps burrowed down the hallway, getting louder and louder the closer he got. Within seconds he was propped against the door frame. A cocky smile plastered on his face. There was a decent sized box clutched in his hand with a bow wrapped around it.
"Whatcha got there?" You asked curiously peering over the edge of the blanket.
"A present." Michael shrugged. "For you."
"Can i open it now?" You asked. Springing up from under the blanket you smiled wide. "Ya know as an early present."
"You can but there’s a catch. If you open it now, it must be used now. If you don’t feel like doing anything right now i wouldn’t open this right now." He squinted.
"I’m too curious fork it over Clifford!" You laughed.
Michael walked over to the bed, sitting on the edge. It dipped sliding you closer to him. He plopped the box into your lap smiling lazily yet there was some sort of spark in his eyes. You sat there staring between him and the present just to make sure he wasn’t fucking with you.
"Well are you gonna open it or not?" He asked eagerly.
"Yes but don’t rush me." You playfully slapped his chest.
Pulling the bow loose you let the material fall to the floor. Once the wrapping paper was all removed you were left with a plain brown cardboard box. You eyed it curiously before breaking the seal, folding the flaps of the box out of the way.
"Seriously Michael?" Your eyes grew huge as you stared at this present he wanted so badly to use right now.
Handcuffs. He got you handcuffs.
"Well we’ve been talking about it and i was out the other day and saw them. So i thought about it, figured fuck it and went back and got them today." Michael explained.
"You’re insane. But i love you like crazy." You laughed pecking his lips.
"So does that mean we can?" He asked wide eyed like a kid in a candy store.
"Yes, but i have one rule." You said leaning into him. "I want you to fuck me against the wall." You spoke quietly in his ear.
"Then strip and get against the wall, hands behind your back." He instructed.
Following his orders you got up from the bed and stripped down to nothing. When your chest hit the wall the cold surface caused your nipples to become erect instantly. You could see out of the corner of your eye Michael getting undressed. The sound of a little foil packet being ripped open indicated he was putting a condom on.
A few moments later he grabbed your wrists without warning shocking you a bit. Your body jolted backwards at his actions. The cold metal of the cuffs against your warm skin made you shiver. Causing goosebumps to cover your skin. Your hands hung just above your bum. His warm front pressed firmly to your back, his erection poking your thigh. He buried his face in your neck, kissing right under your ear.
"Ready baby girl?" He cooed. His hot breath was fanning over your neck.
"Uhh huh." You nodded.
Two of Michael’s fingers ran down your side leaving a tingly feeling in their wake. He slid the two fingers between the folds and groaned as he felt your wetness. Michael placed a kiss to your shoulder as he exhaled deeply.
"You’re so wet baby girl and it’s all for me." He growled.
"Michael please." You begged.
Michael’s warm front left your back leaving you feeling naked and vulnerable. Suddenly he slammed his two fingers into you causing you to arch your back. Your head fell back onto his shoulder as you moaned. He continued to repeatedly pump his fingers fast in and out of you. Causing hushed and breathless moans to escape your lips.
"You’re so tight princess." He cooed. "Should i add another finger?" He nipped at your earlobe making you shutter.
"Y-yes." You whimpered.
Your legs were already trembling and killing you. You felt your walls stretch around Michael’s third finger as he easily slipped it in with the others. He placed his thumb to your clit causing you to scream out with pleasure. Your arousal began running down your legs as your high neared you. The burning in your stomach and little stars blurring your vision were making your head spin.
"M-Michael baby i-I’m - fuck." You whined.
You wanted so badly to touch him. To hold him and pull him close to you. You wanted to feel the weight and heat of his body against yours. But he was denying you in every way possible.
"Not yet." He said. Quickly he removed his fingers from your heat. Flicking your clit in the process making your body jerk forwards.
He lined himself up at your entrance. The tip of his cock teased you, stretching you a bit before pulling away to slip between your folds. His hands grasped your hips as he thrusted into you.
"Fuck," you cried. Your eyes shut tight as you pressed your forehead to the wall for stability.
"Jesus baby girl." He moaned.
Bowing his head his sweaty forehead rested between your shoulders. His heavy panting increased while he focused on each and every thrust. At this point your legs were like jello and you weren’t quite sure how you were still standing; or how you’d walk the next day.
"Your ass looks amazing." He groaned squeezing your cheeks harder, spreading them at his leisure.
One of his hands snaked to the front of your body. His thumb began rubbing harsh sloppy circles to the little sensitive bud just about sending you over the edge.
"Michael, please - oh my god." You whimpered. "I’m gonna cum."
"Cum for me baby girl. Let me feel that pretty little pussy of yours clench around my cock." Michael moaned.
Seconds after the words left his mouth your high crashed over you, a giant wave of euphoria taking over your body. You twisted and turned down on Michael as you moaned loudly swearing like a sailor. Again you could feel your arousal dripping down your legs.
Michael groaned loudly, burying his face in your neck once more while he came into the condom. His thrusts slowed and became sloppy before stopping altogether. Wet, open mouthed kisses were peppered all over your back as he held you close. His hands holding you over your stomach, your back flush to his chest. The body heat radiating off of one another thickened the air.
"That was amazing Michael." You whispered still trying to catch your breath. "But i don’t think i can walk back over to the bed." You laughed.
"I got you baby girl," He chuckled. Pulling out of you he never let go of you. He always had a hand on you keeping you steady.
Michael discarded the condom before picking you up and carrying you to the bed. He covered you with the blanket and cuddled into your side.
"Merry Christmas baby." He smiled.
"Merry Christmas Mikey."