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On The House [Michael Clifford Smut]

Requested: Yes

Anonymous: Can you do a smutty 5SOS imagine where you go to the tattoo parlour to get your nipples pierced and you end up fucking the worker?

Pairing: Michael x Reader

Rating: R

Word count: 2,010

A\N: I’m sorry if you didn’t want Michael but if you want just leave another request.

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Today was just another regular day for me. Wake up in my white sheets and spread my fingers out onto the soft material that was all around me. I lived alone in this apartment and I wasn’t sure if I liked it or not. At times it was fine because I could blast all the music I liked and ignore the neighbours complaints, but today was different. I found myself rising out of the bed, letting the covers fall from my now naked body. I reached onto the bedside locker and grabbed the bottle of vodka that was sitting neatly on the wood and brought it to my lips. I swallowed a few times before pulling it away and scrunching my face at the stinging sensation in the back of my throat. But I liked it. I placed the bottle back in its place and moved myself over to the closet. I went through the clothes and finally settled on some black skinny jeans with a grey tank top that pressed against my skin. I pulled on some vans and straightened my hair before leaving and locking the front door behind me.


Pushing the glass door open, I entered slowly. There was only one person other than myself in the room and it was a pretty girl sitting behind a table. She looked up at me and smiled. I approached her and noticed that she had a lot of piercings on her face and ears along with tattoos that stemmed at her collar bones and grew down to her wrists.

“Can I help you?” She asked kindly.

“Uhm, yeah. Could I make an appointment to get a nipple piercing?” I bit my lip slightly. The room almost smelled like weed scented incense and the mellow and chill feeling that it gave me was taking over my will. 

“Yes, of course. In fact, we don’t have anybody booked in for the next couple of hours so would you like to get it done now?” She seemed very open to the idea of me stripping off the top half my outfit right now because I watched her tap her pen against the desk.

“Would you be doing it?”

“No,” she chuckled. “That’s Michael’s job”. I licked my lips as I ran the idea through my mind for a moment before agreeing.

“Sure!” I was suddenly full of enthusiasm. The smell must have gotten to me. 

“Great. Just wait here for a few minutes”. She typed something into the computer in front of her before going into a room in the back. I looked around for a few moments at all the crazy designs on the walls. They ranged from butterflies to skulls to pictures of girls and their shadows. A few moments had passed before she came back out, but this time she wasn’t alone. A tall guy - about six foot three at least - followed behind her. But really caught my eye was his hair. It was a royal blue colour which I had to admit was pretty hot, but I said nothing.

“Come on in”. He told me, motioning me into the room. I followed him in and closed the door behind me. “Sit down”. I did as told and sat in the chair that he showed me. There was a silence as he prepared a few things and washed his hands but he turned around he looked me up and down. I wasn’t sure what to do so I just let him do it. When other people would ‘check me out’, if that’s what he was even doing, it felt weird. But this felt different. It felt right. He cleared his throat. “You’ll need to take your shirt off for me, Darling”. My heart jumped at the name. I swallowed and gladly obliged to undressing for him.

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