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and you find out he’s a werewolf cause he goes crazzzzyyyyy when you have sex

DomThriller!Michael x Afab reader

TW/CW: smut smut smut smut smuuuut!! MDNI!!!!! smut, dirty thoughts from Michael, oral (F receiving), p in v, Michael whimpering. Michael turns into a werewolf after sex and it scares reader, no name or y/n mentioned, kinda angst ig so angst with comfort, and I think that's all (Also pls someone tell me how to get the wc for these, thank you kindly)

The date had gone great. Perfect even. The two of you had gone to the beach and watched the sunset, you laying back and sitting between his legs while he had his arms wrapped around you, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

Both of you were trying to think of what to do before going back home, and of course, you both decided on ice cream.

Sitting at the table facing the ocean, Michael couldn't take his eyes off of you as you licked the ice cream off the cone. It wasn't like you were trying to be sexual about it, but it sent thoughts straight through his mind.

He couldn't wait to get you home

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Bill drove as normal, enjoying how happy and in love Michael looked in the back seat with you. His hand laid on your thigh, moving closer and closer to your core (out of Bills sight). He leaned over to kiss you randomly, leading you to glance over his way, noticing the bulge growing under his pants. You smile to yourself, pecking him on the lips.

"Bye Bill, thank you for driving us!" you thank him as the car pulls up to your apartment. Michael opens the door for the two of you, taking your hand to help you out. You both wave as he basically drags you to the stairs up to your apartment.

"I want you bad, mama." He says lowly, sending chills down your spine at the sound of his attractive voice.

You fumble with your keys once you get to the door, finally pushing it open. Michael closed the door the second he stepped in, his lips instantly attacking yours. His hands ran up and down your sides as he carefully guided you to the bedroom.

Your shirt was lifted off of you at some point from the front door to the bed, letting Michael take your skirt and panties off and discarding them off to the side.

Michael's hands found your hips, dragging you down the soft bed until you sat at the edge. He took in the sight of your pussy, biting his lip before placing a hand between your breasts and guiding you down to lay.

A surprised gasp left your lips as he lifted one of your legs over his shoulder, holding your other leg open with his free hand. His other hand stayed planted on your stomach to stop your squirming as he dove in. "So gorgeous"

Your moans only egged him on further as he sucked on your clit, dragging his hand from your stomach to enter your vagina. Your legs shook as 1 finger turned to 3. The constant stimulation mixed with his large hands sent you close to finishing. "M'close!" A loud moan escapes from your mouth as he flicks his tongue against your sensitive core.

"Give it to me, baby" The vibrations of his voice send you over the edge, your release coating his fingers and your legs still twitching. He slowly pulls his fingers out, licking them clean one by one while staring you dead in the eyes filled with desire.

Slowly, so slowly, he lowered your leg and released the other, kissing up from your navel, through the valley between your boobs, up your neck from your collarbone, before finally making it back home. His hands wandered up your sides, massaging anytime his hands stilled. His hips were already snapping up into yours through his jeans. He looked like a lion hunting its prey after starving for weeks.

Frustration is clear in his movements as he shoves his pants and boxers down, letting his erect member spring out. He wastes no time, not giving a warning and thrusting deep inside of you. your moans are shaky and constant with every thrust, clenching around Michael with every whimper that escaped his lips. You brought your hands down, attempting to slow Michael's frustrated, quick movements even slightly.

He gathered both of your hands in his one large one, pinning your wrists to your stomach. He uses his other hand to circle your clit, fastening his pace. The room was filled with the snapping of his hips against your pelvis and your broken moans as you neared a high.

"I think I'm close, oh, Michael-"

You cum, your stomach muscles clenching as your orgasm washes over you. Michael finishes soon after, though you notice him acting a bit strange, even in your exhausted worn out state. He looked almost like he was fighting something off- almost like fighting a sneeze, but in his whole body.

"Michael, are you okay?" you stand from the bed as Michael twitches, his eyes now a yellow-gold color that was definitely abnormal. Quickly, you grab a hoodie off of the floor, covering your bare body.

His teeth resembled a monster, big and sharp. You scream, terrified at the sight of your boyfriend making low animal like screaming noises. Backed against the wall, you were now hoping that this was one terrible dream. His nails grew long and ragged, hair and whiskers covered his face...

It was truly nightmarish- Your boyfriend, the one you loved with your whole heart, turning into the type of beast talked about in books or movies.

So, you ran. Like any rational person, you slammed the bedroom door closed and immediately hid.

You stuffed yourself under the sink, shoved cleaning products out of your way, closing the cabinet behind you and pulling your knees to your chest and closed your eyes waiting for this nightmare to finish.

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Michael turns back human shortly after calming himself, frantically dressing and exiting the bedroom, "Baby!? Where are you? Everythings okay now, I'm sorry, okay? Please come out, I didn't mean to scare you"

You stayed dead silent under the sink, very slowly peeking out from the sliver that wouldnt close as he checked closets, the bathroom, outside, then to the kitchen. Naturally, you froze. He knew you were under there.

"I'm gonna open the cabinet okay? Not gonna hurt you... I wouldn't ever, can't even think about it." He slowly crouched down, taking his time to open the cabinet door and peek in to not scare you. It broke his heart to see you so terrified and curled up under the sink, though it gave you so much relief to finally see him back to normal.

"Michael, what the fuck just happened!?" you exclaim, carefully exiting from under the sink and refusing his hand. You were still scared, naturally so.

He held his arms out to you, "I can explain, I just want to make sure you're okay first!"

You took a few deep breaths, calming down before carefully setting one of your hands in his. "I'm fine, I promise. You just scared me. I'm so confused right now."

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Michael spent the next hour explaining everything he knew to you, calming your nerves. You sat closer to him now, not scared like you were earlier.

After both of you settled, you sat with your legs in Michaels lap and your head on his shoulder. The TV played a random channel and Michael ran his hand up and down your leg, doing whatever he could to make sure he didn't frighten you further.

Both of you fell asleep in that same cuddled up position, and Michael made sure to kiss the top of your head as one last attempt to assure you before letting the exhaustion pull him into a deep slumber.

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A/N: ayyyeee first smut completed! I'll probably make sure this is at the end of all my fics, but I use em dashes for grammar. It is not AI.

But here we are!!! Im on a roll with these fics, I'm pretty proud, but I'm also keeping in mind things I need to work on. I also want to thank everyone sending in requests!! they truly help me. Like I said in my intro post, I write for the community, so it will probably be rare that I write something that wasnt requested. I love writing, but I overthink any idea of my own, so knowing the fic idea came from the community gives me soo much relief. Anyways, thanks for reading, send requests if you wanna, and if you haven't heard it today YOU ARE AMAZING!!

Dad!Michael Jackson x Pregnant Fem!Reader

TW/CW: pregnancy, nausea, crying + comfort, sexual comment at the end

Pregnancy was something you had always dreamed of with Michael. Seeing him interact with kids along with the thought of raising a mini Michael, it stayed in your mind.

Now, 9 years after your first was born, some parts were hard, but the nice times made up for it. Getting used to the constant interruptions and rare moments of peace was challenging- especially when Michael was out of town or working, but it all worked out at the end of the day.

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Paris and Blanket were kneading some PlayDoh at the dinner table while Michael attempted to teach Prince a few piano cords. It was just a regular afternoon, but you were still feeling a bit off.

Missing your period after 3 kids and constant stress was not abnormal for you. However, the nausea that hit you after smelling the PlayDoh Prince and Blanket were playing with set off a small alarm in your brain. You brought a hand to your nose, blocking the smell as well as you could before starting to walk towards the stairs leading to the bedroom.

"Michael, could you keep an eye on those two for a moment please?"

You didn't wait for a response, walking quickly up the steps to the master bedroom. Stepping over toys and blankets left by the kids, you entered the bathroom with nerves wracking your body. It felt jarring to grab the small supply of pregnancy tests from under the sink, but if there was a chance, it'd be stupid to not check.

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30 minutes had gone by, and Michael was starting to get a bit nervous. He asked Prince to briefly watch his little siblings with a quick "get me if you need me", and followed the steps you had taken half an hour ago.

He didn't know what to expect, really, but you sitting on the bathroom floor with 3 positive pregnancy tests was not it. He was ecstatic. He joined you on the floor so quickly that you thought he might've injured himself.

He held you while you told him all of your concerns and he answered with solutions. You decided not to tell the kids until after the first appointment. After knowing the baby would be healthy.

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6 months later

You were glowing. Healthily pregnant with a baby girl, and so overwhelmed with joy, with nerves, and with overflowing hormones.

Of course you were excited, but the due date was inching closer and you were a nervous wreck. The kids had started school back, so a huge weight was lifted off of your chest. Michael, already crazy in love with you, felt like he somehow had 10x more love for you while watching you grow his baby girl.

He had just gotten home from the studio and was immediately alarmed at the sound of your crying echoing through the living room and towards the front door.

Michael basically ran to you, kneeling in front of where you sat on the couch and gently holding both of your hands in his. "What's the matter, my angel? Is the baby okay? Are you hurt?" he brought his hand to wipe your tears, concern controlling his face.

You shook your head completely and watched as his face fell from concerned to confused.

"It's just- ugh!" you let out another sob, carefully taking one of your hands from his and wiping your eyes once again. "There was this commercial on the TV, and the dogs!"

"What dogs, baby?" He asked so softly, it almost made you cry harder.

"The ones that get left outside, Mikey! and their owners don't feed them, and they get hot and cold and hurt! I just donated, but it's so sad, how could someone do that!?"

Michael had to hold back a laugh after you finally told him what was making you so upset. dogs. He was empathetic, always, but this wasn't the first time you had cried over a commercial. You smack his shoulder.

"Dont laugh! It's serious, Michael!"

He stands, moving to sit next to you now, and carefully wraps his arm around your shoulders and pulls you into him. "Im sorry, okay? I didn't mean to laugh. If it makes you feel better, i'll get my team to make a donation, does that work?"

You nod quickly. "I'm still mad that you laughed." Michael shook his head, laughing under his breath.

"Maybe I can make it up to you in 5 months when we can have sex again" You gasped, a smile creeping onto your face. God, you loved how easily he could cheer you up.

The front door opens and the kids come barreling in with Janet trailing behind them, ice cream in hand. "Happy Friday!"

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A/N: okay so this is the first fic I've ever done, pls lmk any feedback!

Yes, I write with em dashes, it's grammar, not AI. I clearly didn't know how to start or end this, so please excuse the run on sentences and whatnot, and I rlly hoped u liked it!! I was going to do multiple examples of the ask, but I felt like I wouldn't be able to write it as well in the shorter length. (Im so down to do a pt2 if wanted)

Sorry if this wasn't what the request meant, I did what I could :(

idk that's not really something I'm into 😭