— smut, overstim, fingering, michael is an eater, pet names (mama, baby).
synopsis: michael noticed how tired you were and wanted to relieve your stress.
a/n — just a short drabble of something i thought about, enjoy
— last night, you came home later than usual. your heels slipped off by the front door before you wandered into the kitchen, turning on the faucet to wash your hands.
the warm water did little to ease the ache in your shoulders. you were so tired, you didn’t even notice michael leaning against the doorway, watching you with the smallest smile.
“long day?” he asked. you let out a tired laugh, drying your hands on a towel. “you have no idea.” he crossed the room without another word, his hands settling gently on your waist as he stood behind you.
“then let me take care of you tonight,” he murmured, his voice low enough to make the house feel impossibly quiet.
— that was exactly how you ended up with your back arched off the mattress, michael licking your folds at a swift pace. “m-michael, i can’t.” you cried out.
michael’s tongue never let up, dragging through your soaked folds in wet strokes before zeroing back on your swollen clit. he sucked it between his lips, the sound mixing with your broken whimpers.
his two thick fingers stayed buried inside you, pumping slow and deep, curling against that spot that made your body jerk. “i- i can’t take it, too much.” your voice cracked as another wave hit, your thighs trembling around his head.
your hips tried to twist away from the intensity, but his grip tightened, keeping you pinned open. he hummed against you, the vibration shooting straight through you. his fingers pushed deeper, stretching you while his tongue flicked relentlessly.
your walls fluttered around him, clenching hard as another orgasm ripped through you. it was your third, maybe fourth, you couldn’t tell anymore. “that’s it, mama,” lips slick and shiny as he glanced up at you.
“let it happen. i got you.” your back arched further off the ned, a broken cry tearing from your throat as he kept going, licking and sucking through every aftershock. his fingers never slowed, dragging with each thrust.
his mouth stayed stayed locked on your overstimulated bud. your legs shaking uncontrollably, toes curling, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes from how good it felt.
michael just squeezed your hand, holding you through it, refusing to let you come down until he decided you were done. you were panting breathlessly, your body still trembling.
“you did so good f’me.” he murmured, kissing the inside of your thighs. “michael?” you murmured, your fingers absentmindedly brushing through his curls. he looked up at you, his expression soft. “yeah, baby?”
you smiled and opened your arms a little more. he let out the quietest laugh before curling into your embrace, wrapping an arm around your waist like he’d always belonged there.
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