Just Playing - Michael Clifford Smut
Summary: Michael is the mysterious bartender that caught your eye, will he feel the same way about you?
Word Count: 4.8K
“Hey guys! I’m going to get a drink!”
I tried my best to shout over the music to my friends before I left for the bar but they all just vaguely nodded, clearly unsure of what I just said so instead I just pointed over to the bar so that they would eventually catch on to my shardes. I always find it easier to go to the bar by myself, that way I don’t need to worry about losing anyone in the crowd. I’ve never understood the whole girls travelling in pairs thing, it just slows me down, I start to feel like a sheep herder or something.
I made my way through the busy crowd, feeling the music vibrating through the air and my body, covering my skin in goosebumps. I managed to cram myself into the tiny space that was left at the bar, it was wall to wall with bodies. Well, to be fair most of them where either at the bar or on the dance floor, so everywhere in between seemed to feel a lot more open and breathable to me.
The girl that was beside me got her drinks passed over to her and before I could get the bartenders attention she darted off to the other side of the bar to serve someone else. I rested my elbows on the sticky bar top; I think this is going to take a while. Why is there always only like two people serving at these clubs? They know that they’ll be busy, they’re busy every week but somehow they never think to staff it properly. As soon as the girl to my right disappeared her place was replaced immediately with a tall broad blonde guy who took up even more room, well the little that was left. He was practically flush against my back, I looked up and smiled to him as he looked down and smiled back to me. His smile somehow seemed warmer because of his adorable dimples adorning his cheeks. I gave him a small smile and focused my eyes on the bartender again, trying to get his attention with my eyes since he clearly wouldn’t be able to hear me. The guy next to me lightly tapped me on the shoulder and leaned in to my ear.
“Can I get you a drink?” he asked raising his eyebrows.
“No, I’m fine thanks.” I didn’t want to seem rude but he just wasn’t my type and I didn’t want to lead him on by ploughing me with free drinks all night. I’ve seen girls do it to guy’s plenty of times and it’s just not fair on the poor guy that thinks he has a chance, when in fact the girl couldn’t be less interested. He gave me a smile and nodded his head.
“I doubt you’d be able to get one anyway” I said, keeping the conversation up. It looks like I’d be here a while so I may as well make a friend.
“I bet you that I could get a drink no problem” He purred raising his eyebrows.
“Oh really?” I asked in disbelief.
“Yeah” He stated matter-of-factly, as though it should be obvious.
“Okay then, prove it” I gestured my hand towards the bar, waiting to be impressed. Unless this guy is going to stand up and start stripping, I doubt that he’ll catch their attention.
“Okay, let’s make it interesting. I saw you dancing with your friends earlier and I know that you won’t take a drink from me. So, let’s say that by some chance I managed to get served, will you and your friends at least come and join our table?” He pointed over to the private area and I looked back to my friends. Even if he does manage to get a drink then I suppose it wouldn’t be too bad of a place to sit for a while but this guy better get ready to swallow his words because there’s no way he’s getting served.
“Deal” I shook his hand and he flashed me a bright smile, winking at me before facing the bar. He waved his hand over to the bartender catching his gaze momentarily, which I thought the bartender would ignore since he had been ignoring everyone else’s futile attempts at ordering but to my surprise he smiled and walked over to the guy next to me.
“Luke, what can I get you?” He asked.
What the fuck!?
“Hey Mikey! I’ll have three Corona’s and could you please take my friend’s order too” he raised his hand and placed it on my shoulder. He looked down to me and I can only imagine the look on my face as I stared back at him. I looked back to him before turning to face the bartender.
Wow, he was good looking! He wasn’t as tall as the guy next to me but still tall. His hair was wild and bleach blonde on top of his head, making his dark stubble gracing his jaw more defining. He was stunning, with his bright green eyes and metal piercing though his eyebrow, making them seem somehow even more intense. His plump red lips looked so kissable too, making me want to suck the bottom one between my teeth. Now he, he was my type and I must look like some kind of moron to him right now just looking at him with my mouth hanging open.
“I’ll have … uhm … two Vodka and lemonade’s, pleased.” I stuttered and he smiled and nodded as he started on making the drinks.
I spun on my heel, facing the guy “You cheated!” I told him, slapping his arm. He laughed and leaned down again.
“I don’t think I did, and you made a deal …?”
“Y/N” I added and he smiled as he picked up his Corona’s that the gorgeous bartender had placed down.
“Luke” He smiled and I gave him a small smile. “And if it makes you feel any better Mikey will be coming to join us soon” He winked and I turned around to look at him placing my drinks down on the bar top.
“Here you go beautiful, they’re on me. Hopefully I’ll see you later yeah?” He winked and I almost forgot how to speak, like the English language had just been erased from my memory. He really was beautiful, it was very distracting. “Uh-huh, yeah, thank you” I managed to choke out. I smiled at him and picked up my drinks and walked away before I could embarrass myself any more.
I went back over to my group of friends and tried to explain what happened to them, skipping out the part of me acting like a moron and pointing to the private area. They all didn’t mind, they were all single anyway and wanted to see the tall handsome stranger that had invited them up. We made our way over and I saw Mikey still at the bar where he gave me a wave before getting back to serving drinks. Oh that boy’s so hot it’s dangerous. I’d already told all my friends about him, I had dibs on him. I didn’t even know if he was single but if he was then I didn’t want one of them in my way. In fact, what if he doesn’t like me back? I mean he’s not seen my friends yet and they are super hot. Fuck, fuck them for being hot and possibly ruining my chances with him already with their hotness!
We walked up to the private area and Luke walked over and told the bouncer that it was okay to let us in. I’ve never actually been in the private area, it’s nicer back here. My shoes aren’t sticking to the floor, probably because there isn’t a sea of bodies all trying to dance whilst holding onto their drink. That can get pretty messy; most times my dress has consumed more alcohol than me. Oh, and you can hear people talk up here, I mean the music is still loud but not ear bleeding loud which is a bonus, I won’t need to try and communicate through dodgy hand gestures.
“Y/N! Come on over this way” Luke lead the way to his table which had two other guy’s at it already. The guy’s stood up when we approached, such gentleman.
“This is Calum” he pointed to the tall boy with dark black hair and tanned skin “and this is Ashton” he pointed to the other tall guy who had his hair a little longer than them but managed to make it look hot as fuck. They were all so tall, what is it about height with them? Plus they were all very good looking but I only had my eyes on one guy in here. I introduced my friends and we all sat around and got to chatting. My friends were more than happy to sit with them when they got a look at them, practically swooning at everything they said. I was completely on edge waiting on Mikey joining us, the anticipation was killing me, the guy has me hot under the collar already and we’ve barley spoken. Have you ever had the raw and aching attraction for someone? You know the kind that makes you want to just forget yourself and roll around in the sheets for hours with them. Yeah, I have that. I mean this is surprising to me, I didn’t come out tonight for this reason. I just wanted a good time with the girls. I haven’t actually done anything like that in quite a while actually, this isn’t like me.
After about an hour or so Luke stumbled over next to me and threw himself on the couch “Y/N! so what’s your story? Why are you so quiet?” Luke shuffled next to me and leaned into my side. “I’m not normally quiet actually.” I said as I mulled it over, this was actually completely out of character for me. I’m the outgoing one, the one that cracks all the jokes but here I am sipping my drink as my stomach does flips waiting on him. “So what’s wrong?” He asked without skipping a beat. He was clearly a bit more drunk than I was, but it was cute. He was almost like a different person to the one I met earlier. He’s a lot more relaxed, the entire moody, mysterious persona had faded and now he was just lovely. I can’t think of another word for him other than lovely, like I wanted to protect him like a best friend. I slouched down and leaned in next to him so that my head was against his shoulder.
“Nothing I guess, I’m just a little nervous.” He pouted his lips out and scrunched his eyes together “what are you nervous for?” He asked confused. “I dunno” I did know, I just didn’t want to tell him the embarrassing truth. “Are you nervous about Mikey?” He asked. “Is it that obvious” I sighed. “Don’t worry about it, he’s a great guy and I know that he likes you” he took another long drink from his glass.
“But how do you know?” I whined. How do I know that he’s just isn’t going to find me attractive? Maybe he has a type and I just don’t fit into that. Another thing that’s bugging me is how wound up I am about all of this! Why do I care so god damn much!? Who cares if he doesn’t like me, his opinion doesn’t matter.
“Because he already text me warning me and the guys to stay away from you” he giggled like a little school boy. My head snapped around so quick I think it gave him a fright.
“What do you mean?” I asked with my mouth hanging open.
“Well let’s just say that - Mikey!!”
I looked over to see that Mikey had come up to join us. Fuck he looked good, he’d unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt, exposing his milky white chest. He had a drink in hand and a smirk plastered across his face, he knew what he was doing the little shit. I could feel my heartbeat quicken as his eyes locked with mines, making his way over to where I was sitting. I looked around to see that Luke had deserted me and was now drinking and dancing with everyone else. The blood rushing around my head was making it hard to hear, it was becoming overpowering. All I could see was him closing the gap between us, his eyes drinking in all of me and biting his plump red bottom lip in appreciation.
“Hi” he said simply as he sat down next to me, instantly placing his hand on my knee and lightly squeezing, giving me a reassuring smile. Normally I would have pushed off any guy that was this forward with me but for some reason it felt like he’d just sent a shock wave through my body, like he’d just jolted me to life and I wanted more.
“Mikey, right?” I tried to play it cool, a lot cooler than how I felt. “So the beautiful girl knows my name huh?” He smirked.
“And the guy that warned his friends off me doesn’t even know mines!?” I feigned to be hurt, placing my hands over my chest.
He chuckled lightly, the musical sound filling my ears “Okay, that was a bit of a dick move but I just didn’t want them to get to where I wanted to be.” He said looking over to the rest of the guys.
“And where would that be?” I raised my eyebrows.
“Right here” he said squeezing my knee again, igniting a fire over my body. “And what makes you think that I don’t know your name?” He asked as he lay his head on the back of the seat, looking over to me. I think he’s bluffing, I don’t think he knows it at all
“I think that if you knew my name then you’d have said it by now.”
“Oh really? But what if I’m just playing?” He asked biting his bottom lip.
“Well Calum seemed interested in more than just my name earlier, before you warned him off, and I doubt that I’d need to play any games with him” I quipped, smiling at him as I looked over to Calum.
He shuffled in closer to me, grazing his hand up my thigh slightly “but what if you’ve been driving me crazy all night and all I can think about is you?” He purred into me ear, making me squirm in my seat at his sultry voice.
I decided to play with him a little, I slipped my hand over the top of his thigh, rubbing my hand dangerously close to his bulge as I leaned into his ear. “What if I’ve been thinking about Calum hmm? What if I want him to take me home tonight?” I said softly.
Mikey grabbed my hand and pulled me upright, steadying me as he put a hand on my waist and pulled me flush to his chest. He gently brushed my hair over my shoulder as he softly kissed around my jaw and ear, making me whimper ever so slightly but enough for him to just hear.
“I think that you’ve been having the same thoughts I have. Isn’t that right baby girl?“ He growled against my skin.
“I guess there’s only one way to find out isn’t there?” I cocked my eyebrows at him.
“Follow me” he whispered against my lips as he pressed his hand against the small of my back. He gently led me past my friends and towards the stairs; I gave them a reassuring smile and winked as I began to descend down the stairs. The club was just as busy as it had been but Mikey stayed close to me, leading me towards a side door. I wasn’t really sure what his plan was, maybe we were going back to his or maybe he would suggest mines? I mean I’m not really fussed but my place is probably closer than his. I don’t know if I could wait in a taxi with him without the need to suck him off becoming too much and I’m pretty sure taxi drivers don’t get paid enough to witness that.
He stepped in front of me as we came to the door and fished a set of keys out of his black trousers before turning them in the lock and opening the door. I stepped inside to the darkness, wondering what he was thinking we could do inside a supply closet before Mikey flicked the switch on the wall, illuminating the dark room. It wasn’t a supply closet but in fact a small office with dull spotlights running along the ceiling. There was a wooden desk in the middle which was filled with paperwork and a few filing cabinets off to the side. It was very much like the club interior, dark feel with little lighting. A black leather couch sat off to the side and my heels clicked against the same wooden floor that ran through the whole place. Mikey shut the door behind us and locked it again, leaving us in a quiet that I hadn’t heard all night. I could still hear the low thumping from the club but it was nowhere near as loud, it must be sound proof in here.
“So, Michael has an office, huh?” I drew his name out just to see if calling him Michael would push any buttons, but his mouth just twitched up at the corner slightly. I walked over near the desk and turned around as I perched my bum on the edge, watching him as he sauntered towards me. “Yep, I do Y/NNN” he flashed that pearly white grin as he dragged out my name.
“Ahhh, so you do know my name”
“Of course I do, when my friend tries to hit on one of the hottest girls I’ve ever seen and gets rejected by her then I need to know her name.” He laughed as he stood in front of me.
“Well, he wasn’t my type” I shrugged my shoulders as I looked him up and down in appreciation. He just oozed sex appeal, I wanted him. I wanted to leave my mark on that milky white skin and hear him moan my name. I wanted to feel his thrusts quicken as he buried himself deep inside me, I’ve never wanted anyone or anything as much as I wanted him right now.
He nudged my legs open with his knee as he snugly fit between them. “Tell me, what’s your type Y/N?” He was staring me down, boring those huge bright green eyes at me and waiting for me to respond as his fingers danced up my thighs.
“Well, I need someone who looks a bit rougher; I’m not into clean cut.” I slipped my hand up the front of his shirt, gently undoing the buttons one by one. “I also like tattoos and piercings, they’re a big turn on” I finished unbuttoning his shirt and slipped the soft fabric down his surprisingly broad shoulders, tracing my fingers over his tattoos. His fingers began to wander higher up my thighs, lightly tugging my dress up a little to expose my laced underwear, raising my body temperature at the thought of what’s to come. “But most of all, I like someone who is dominating. I like a guy to take control and to know what he’s doing when he holds me. That kind of guy is hard to find, you know?” I tilted my head to the side, waiting on him to make the first move.
He grinned at me as his hands made their way up to the back of my neck, holding me close as his face inched closer to mines. His eyes were trained on my lips as they were just millimetres from his “Mmmm, I think we’ll have a good night” he uttered against my lips before capturing me in a heated kiss. His mouth was fervently working against mines, naturally assuming dominance as he worked his tongue against mines.
I grabbed at his waist, popping the button on his jeans as I pushed them down his legs. I immediately palmed him over his boxers, feeling what I was working with before looking. And I must say I was impressed.
I gave out a whimper against his lips as his cock twitched against my hand, just aching to be touched. I felt his expert fingers reach behind my back and he started unzipped my dress, leading it to drop instantly pooling at my waist. I sat up as I pushed my hands against his chest, breaking our kiss momentarily. I stepped around the side of him, switching positions so that his eyes would be on me. His lips were slightly swollen and his cheeks were flushed, not to mention his exposed chest and undone jeans, he looked like pure sex. He leaned against the desk with that cocky grin sitting upon his face; I can’t say that it didn’t turn me on.
I reached behind me and undone my bra, throwing it off to the side before hooking my fingers into the sides of my dress and shimmying it past my bum. Normally most guys would’ve been on me in seconds, just aching to touch but not Michael, he looked like he was enjoying the show. I wanted to see him get rough, I wanted to hear him quivering as he reached his orgasm.
He reached his hand out towards me, silently asking me to take it. I slipped my hand in his and he pulled me into him roughly, his other hand came down hard and slapped my ass. I gave out a little yelp which ended as more of a moan, hoping for more. He bit his bottom lip as he looked me up and down.
“I want you to suck my cock, can you do that for me baby?” I nodded my head as I dropped to my knees and tugged on his jeans and boxers, slipping them down his legs. His cock sprang free and slapped against his stomach. It was thick and strong, with the tip red and glistening with pre cum. Prefect.
I took him in my hand and gently licked around his tip, swirling my tongue around before taking him in my mouth completely. Mikey’s head lulled back and he gave out a gruntled moan as I took as much of him as I could, his moans spurring me on. His hands gathered up my hair and held it in place, tugging it so that I’d look up to meet his gaze now and again. The room was filled with moans and groans from Michael, the noises making me practically orgasm already. He started to jut his hips forward; thrusting further into my mouth and making my eyes water slightly. Normally I would’ve told any other guy to stop, but with him I wanted to push myself. I reached up and cupped his balls, rolling them in my hands to increase his pleasure.
“Ah shit … Shit, shit, shit! Yes, come here baby” he purred, tugging on my hair slightly. I let him go and stood up, my legs a little numb from kneeling. Michael grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me in for a deep lustful kiss, moaning as he tasted himself on my tongue. He slipped his hand down the front of my body, tracing every line as he reached for my dripping core, slipping his finger along my slicked wet folds. He kissed all over my mouth and up my jaw, leaning down and nipping my neck too. He seemed to be everywhere all at once, just where I needed him to be.
“Michael! Please do something” I moaned as I tugged his shirt off his shoulders, dropping it to the floor.
“Bend over for me baby and let me see that beautiful ass.” He hummed.
I leaned over and placed my hands flat on the desk, perking my bum up to him and giving it a little wiggle.
Michael let out a gust of breath behind me as he slipped his hand down my back. His hands lightly grabbed my bum before spreading my cheeks.
“Mmmmm, look at that little pink pussy, and it’s just so wet” he cooed before swiping his finger over my folds. I could feel my legs quiver instantaneously; my breath was starting to get heavy as I waited for him. Before I knew it he had slipped two fingers inside me, slowly penetrating me deeper and deeper. My breath caught in my throat as moans oozed out of me.
“Give it to me harder baby” my voice was thick and hoarse now as I begged for a little more. He began to pump his fingers in and out of me at a hard pace as my grip on the desk tightened, my knuckles turning white with my orgasm fast approaching. I reached my hand back and gripped at his arm, holding it slightly to let him know that I was close “I’ve got you” he mumbled as he curled his fingers in that delicious way, rubbing me at just the right place and making me moan out loud. My body started to quiver as my orgasm hit me, the hot prickly sensation running all over my body as Michael peppered small kissed all over my back.
“Can you go again baby?” he mumbled against my skin. “Mhmmm” I answered lazily, in a complete state of bliss from my previous orgasm. I pushed against the desk to stand up and turned around. I hoped up onto the desk and spread my legs, Michael sliding between them. He took the base of his cock in his hand and gave it a few pumps as he eyed my pussy. “I’m so fucking hard, seeing you come all over my fingers” He grabbed my bum and pulled me closer to the edge of the table. He held himself as he lined up with my entrance and pushed in. We both moaned out in pleasure as he slowly thrust in and out. My back arched up towards his chest as he picked up the pace, my body feeling like it was on fire again as the dull ache of my orgasm started in the pit of my stomach.
“You’re such a dirty girl aren’t you? You take my cock so well baby” He moaned as he picked up the speed, his hips snapping against my pelvis. I never wanted this feeling to end, the feeling of him sending me over the edge again and again, the room filled with his dirty words. He brought his two fingers down to my clit and started to gently rub around my little bundle of nerves. My hands grasped at his arms again; my nails dragging down his forearms and leaving light red marks where my nails caught him.
“Michael, I’m close Michael!” I panted. I could feel myself start to tighten around him as I was right on the cusp of my orgasm, he relentlessly pounded into me as his fingers found their rhythm on my clit.
“FUCK! Yes, yes, YES!” I chanted as my orgasm washed over my, completely overtaking my senses. Michael found his sweet release just after me, his soft whimpers coming from his mouth were just adding to my pleasure.
It took us a minute to find ourselves again but once we did Michael slid out of me.
“Ahh shit, hold on a sec” He pulled up his boxers and quickly shuffled off to a room off to the side. I stood up and gathered all of my clothes; this is going to be nice and awkward, great. He came back in a second later once I had my bra on “Here you go, sorry it’s only a toilet basically.” He handed me a small face cloth which he had wet with water.
“Thank you” I took it from him and watched as he gave me a small sideways smile. How is it that he can still give me that cheeky smile and make my stomach flip after all that? He turned around to give me some privacy as I cleaned myself up and redressed. When I turned back around her was just finishing buttoning up his shirt.
“So, I guess I should get going then ..”
I stepped towards him as I reached for the door. He quickly grabbed my wrist and pressed me into his body
“but the night’s not over yet baby” he purred in my ear “lets get out of here”