aubrey

aubrey ✿ she/her ✿ late 20s ✿ white ✿ sometimes a writer ✿ bi ✿ usa

🩵: michael jackson & lotr

minors please dni

pairing: michael jackson x female reader

summary: you had noticed the lingering glances your boyfriend michael gave whenever you wore heels, and especially when you would have a fresh pedicure. it was cute at first, and you appreciated that he actually noticed things like that. however, one day you decided to mess with him a little, and found out that michael definitely liked every part of you more than you even realized

cws: 18+ mdni, established relationship, baby’s first time writing foot stuff (but not too in-depth don’t worry), smut, semi soft dom reader teases michael, use of blindfold/scarf, switch michael, switch reader towards the end, unprotected sex, a little spanking

wc: 2.9k

a/n: this is my first mj fic on tumblr little nervous 😭 tbh i am not into feet personally, but i saw a few tweets with michael… appreciating them a little. an idea was born and now we have the result. sorry not sorry about it 🤭 pls excuse any typos!!

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Michael had always been an attentive, loving, and wonderful boyfriend. In many ways, your relationship was like a fairytale - he certainly made you feel like a princess, anyway. While he was the perfect gentleman, he was still a man at the end of the day. His lingering looks didn’t go unnoticed by you, but it did make you smile. While your physical intimacy wasn’t nonexistent, it certainly wasn’t as frequent as you may have preferred. It wasn’t that either of you didn’t want it, quite the opposite in fact, it was just that Michael was very busy, and you didn’t want to come off as a clingy girlfriend (not that he would mind).

There was one thing Michael was a little shy about, and it was something you had picked up on only recently. It was just a few weeks back, right after you had gone to the nail salon that you had noticed it - a prolonged glance at your feet, a small flush creeping up his neck, and the cute little giggle he always did when he was nervous.

“Really love that color on you,” Michael had said, his eyes finally reaching yours. “Looks so cute, baby.”

You had smiled brightly, planting a kiss right on his lips. “Picked it out just for you,” you told him. “I’m glad you like it.”

From that moment on, you had made it a point to become a bit of a tease. One day, you adorned your toes in new toe rings as you and Michael lounged by the pool, and you would smile every time you saw his gaze wandering. Another time during sex, with your legs resting on his shoulders and him buried deep inside of you, you ran the side of your foot just along his jaw. It was only for a moment, but he noticed, and you were rewarded with an orgasm so earth-shattering that you had forgotten your name for a moment.

It was a bit of a game, kind of like a cat and mouse, and you got a thrill each time. Feet weren’t exactly something that turned you on, but you certainly liked Michael’s reaction to your feet. Maybe it was the love you had for him, or maybe it was just that he was the best lover you’d ever had, but it made you curious. Curious enough that you hatched a plan.

The air was filled with electricity as you got ready, nerves coursing through your veins. You had plans to meet Michael at his place tonight, probably to watch a movie or something similar. It was a no pressure evening, just some relaxing cuddles and downtime together. You on the other hand had plans to turn the night into something else entirely. In fact, you’d picked out a brand new pair of heels specifically for the occasion. You glanced down at your toes, smiling at the exact shade of red Michael had complimented just a few short weeks ago. You were going to amp the teasing up tonight, that was for sure. Michael always spoiled you, wasn’t it only be fair to return the favor?

The entire car ride over in Michael’s car, driven by Bill, you were squirming in your seat. It was a mix of excitement and anxiety,

and all you could hope was that you were right about this and that Michael would be pleased by how the night was bound to pan out.

You thanked Bill as you got out, and he shot you a wink and a cheeky smile. “You know where to find me,” he told you, tipping his hat as a way of goodbye.

You smiled, laughing a little. “Thank you as always, Bill,” you said, wishing him a good night as you all but floated up the pathway that led to Michael’s door.

Before you could even knock, the door was flying open, and Michael was pulling you into his arms with a kiss. “I missed you,” he said, peppering kisses across your cheeks and nose.

You couldn’t help but giggle, kissing him back every time his lips hovered above yours. “Mike, you saw me yesterday.”

“That was so long ago,” he teased, closing the door behind you. “I’m so glad you’re here.”

You smiled, kissing the side of his neck once as you bent down to take off your shoes. “I missed you too,” you said. “Always.”

Michael smiled once more, glancing down as you removed the heels from your feet. “Are those new?” He asked, his voice a little deeper than it had been before.

“Yeah,” you replied, biting your lip to hide your smile. Of course he had noticed. “Do you like them?” You asked, glancing up.

You noticed the bob of his throat as he gulped quietly. “They’re really pretty,” he said. “You got your toes done, too?”

“I remembered that you liked this color,” you told him. “I’m so happy you noticed.”

Michael smiled, his cheeks flushing a little. “Here, baby,” he said, scooping up your shoes in his hand. “Let’s bring these into my room. Don’t want any of the animals getting at them.”

You smiled at that, feeling a rush of adrenaline. Of course Michael liked the shoes and the nail polish. Your plan was falling into place exactly as you’d wanted. “You’re so thoughtful, baby,” you told him, giving him a kiss on the cheeks as you laced your fingers through his, looking at your shoes held tightly in his other hand. “Love you so much.”

Michael smiled, pulling you a little closer to him as he led you down the hallway. “Love you too, so much more.”

You gave him one more kiss before you reached his room, and he opened the door for you with the nod of his head. You smiled, walking inside, giggling a little as he set your heels by his door as he closed it shut. “Come here,” you said, motioning him over with the crook of your finger. “Wanna be close to you.”

Michael smiled, walking towards you before he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you against his body. He backed you up slowly until your knees hit the bed, and before you knew it your back was against the mattress and Michael was pressed against you from above, kissing up the side of your neck. You were thrilled, albeit a little surprised - Michael had certainly initiated intimacy before, but it was usually after the two of you caught up, or at least watched a movie or something.

“Michael,” you said, your breath catching as he sucked on a sensitive spot beneath your ear. “Take off my clothes.”

Michael obliged the request, removing your dress almost instantly. He kissed down your chest, lowering your bra enough to reveal the tips of your breasts. He kissed the sensitive skin and you let out a sigh of content, and before you knew it he was unclasping the garment and tossing it somewhere beside him. “Lift up,” he said, voice deep. He patted at your hips.

You nodded, pushing your hips up enough so that he could remove your panties. You got a little carried away in the feeling of his mouth as he kissed up your thighs, spreading them so he could kiss towards where you were already throbbing for his touch. “Wait,” you breathed, fighting back a moan. You wanted him so badly, but you didn’t want to get lost in your own pleasure before you had a little fun with him first. “Michael,” you said, grabbing his shoulder below you. You sat up on your elbows, a shy smile crossing your face. “I wanna try something new.”

“What is it?” Michael asked, already a little dazed as he looked up with what was close to a pout, resting his cheek against your inner thigh.

You took a deep breath, biting your bottom lip. “I, um…” you trailed off, glancing over to his desk chair near the bed. “Can you go sit in that chair?” You asked him. “I wanna surprise you with something.”

“Sure,” he said, raising an eyebrow.

You giggled. “I promise it’ll be a fun surprise,” you smiled. “I hope.”

Michael pressed one more kiss to your leg before he stood up, pulling out the chair. “How do you want me?” He asked, smirking.

You couldn’t help but giggle. “Here, have the chair face me,” you suggested, watching him follow-suit. “Take a seat and close your eyes.” You glanced over towards his closet, smiling to yourself. You spotted exactly what you needed, a thrill running through you.

“I’m being patient, baby, but what is it?” Michael asked, his tone borderline pleading.

“Almost ready,” you told him, grabbing the fabric scarf. You walked towards him, placing the material against his face as you tied the rest behind the back of his head. “Just to make sure you aren’t peeking, pretty boy.”

Michael stilled. “This is new,” he said, voice trembling just slightly. You glanced down to his lip, smiling as you noticed the tent is his jeans.

“I’ve been thinking,” you smiled, walking across the room so you could put your heels back. You made your way back to your boyfriend before you sat across his lap, taking note of the small hiss he let out at the contact. Him being totally clothed and you almost completely naked, other than your heels, was making your head spin. “I just wanna make you feel good, baby. You’ve been so good to me.”

Michael smiled, wrapping his arms around your waist as you kissed lazily at his neck, rocking forward in his lap. “I always feel good with you,” he said, biting down on his lip.

“I’m just going to give something a try,” you told him, sucking at his warm skin between words. “If you don’t like it, we can stop.”

“O-okay,” Michael sighed, nodding his head. He was achingly hard against you, and your arousal was making a bit of a mess on his jeans. His hands gripped at you tighter, and he turned his head to give you more access to his neck.

You rocked against him for a few more moments, kissing up and down his neck and lips until he was moaning between kisses. Michael was usually vocal in bed, but it was still so early and you could tell he wasn’t expecting to get so worked up so quickly. Good, you thought, smiling. “Stay still for me,” you said, kissing him once before you got up off of his lap. You stood back a little, admiring his state of arousal before you leaned in, your lips ghosting the shell of his ear. “I’ve noticed you looking at me, Michael. At my feet,” you said, voice low.

Michael let out a small whimper at that. “I-I’m sorry,” he said, hands gripping the bottom of the chair. “I’ve tried not to.”

“It’s okay, sweet boy. You like what you see?” You asked, standing up so you could run your heel up his leg.

Michael let out a groan, shifting forward at the contact. “Yes,” he said, so quietly that you could barely hear him.

“What was that, baby?” You taunted, pushing his legs apart with your own leg. You smirked, bending your knee so you could place the ball of your shoe right against his groin. “Be a good boy for me and speak up. This is all for you. Wanna make sure I’m doing what you want.” You pressed more weight into your foot, smiling at his moan.

“Yes,” he said, louder this time. “Yes, I love your beautiful feet.”

You smiled, rolling your ankle a little so you could continue to apply pressure against him. “So is this okay, baby? You want this, right?”

“Oh God,” Michael groaned, throwing his head back. He shifted his hips forward once, bucking into the pressure of your foot. “Yes. You have no idea how much I want this.”

“I’m so happy I can do this for you, Michael,” you cooed, leaning forward so you could press a kiss to his forehead. “Do you wanna see what I’m doing to you, baby? You look so cute.”

Michael nodded, rocking up against you once more. “Yes, please.”

You giggled, stepping off of him so you could steady yourself a little better. “Okay, but no touching unless I say,” you said, making a tsk sound between your teeth. “Or else I’m gonna have to tie you up. You can listen, right? Keep those hands to yourself.”

“Yes,” Michael nodded eagerly.

You reached around to untie the scarf, allowing it to drop to the floor before you gave Michael a kiss. “You’re so hard, Mikey. My foot feels that good?”

“So embarrassing,” Michael groaned, heat creeping up his neck.

“It’s sexy,” you assured him, stretching out a leg to push him back with the tip of your heel. His back pressed into the chair, and you smiled. “Can you take my shoes off for me?”

Michael bit his lip, looking down at where your shoe was pressed against his chest. With a nod, he wrapped his hands around your ankle and unclasped the strap, carefully sliding the shoe off of your foot. He tossed it over the arm of the chair, grabbing hold of your bare foot. He massaged into the ball of your foot, pupils blown wide.

You wriggled your foot free, switching weight to your other leg as you brought up your other heel. “One more, baby. Thank you so much.”

Michael smiled a little, letting out a shaky breath as he freed your second foot from the constraint of the heel.

“Hands to your sides,” you told him, smiling.

Michael dropped your foot quickly, following the instructions.

You trailed your foot down to his crotch, passing your toes over his erection. He moaned at the contact, and you smiled, pressing harder into him. He could only stand a few more moments before he grabbed your ankle, pausing your movements.

“Get on the bed,” he told you, voice low.

You shivered, releasing your foot from his grasp with a smile. You turned around, glancing at Michael from over your shoulder. “How do you want me?”

“Get on your hands and knees,” he said, unbuckling his jeans. You saw him free his dick from his pants, lowering them just enough but still remaining clothed. It sent a shiver down your spine.

You crawled on to the bed then, palms flat against the mattress and back arched, thighs spread enough to make room for Michael. He tugged you backwards a bit and you felt his hardness against your ass, causing you to moan. He slipped one hand around the front of your waist, traveling between your thighs.

“So wet,” he said, almost in a whisper. His middle finger was stroking between your folds before it eventually found your clit, and he lazily rubbed it back and forth. “I think you liked that too.”

“Michael,” you moaned, pressing back against him again. His finger was picking up speed now. “Hurry up.”

“A little impatient,” he said, kissing the back of your neck as he began to rub the head of his dick at your entrance. “You think you can take me?”

“Please,” you groaned, trying to push back around his length. “I can take it.”

“Hm,” Michael sighed, pressing his tip in but just barely. Before you could form a retort, you felt the smack of his hand against your ass. “You’ve been a little naughty tonight, baby. Are you sure you deserve it?”

“Mikey,” you said, no shame in your pleading tone. He was still rubbing at your clit and you were already chasing your release, your wet arousal leaking out of you. “Just fuck me.”

Michael stilled for a moment before he finally pushed in with a hard thrust, your breath catching as you felt yourself stretch to accommodate his size. It almost always hurt a little when he first entered you, but the burn was dizzying in a good way. Before you knew it, you were sucking him in, and his thrusts were hard and deep. The fingers on your clit never relented, and you pressed back to meet his strokes as you felt yourself begin to squeeze around him.

“I’m gonna cum,” you moaned, head falling forward. “Don’t stop.”

Michael groaned in response, speeding up his thrusts enough to send you over the edge. You let out a shrill moan, body convulsing as he kept going inside of you. Your arms shook and you fell forward, face hitting the mattress. Michael pulled out, turning you over so that you were flat on your back. He began to stroke himself, groaning at your state of fucked-out bliss.

“Let me cum on your feet, baby,” he said, tone shifting into a whine. “I’m so close.”

You smiled at him, stretching both legs out towards him. Your toes extended, and Michael sped up, moaning. He didn’t have time to warn you before you felt his release on your toes, shooting up the top of your feet. You watched with rapt attention as he fell apart, hips thrusting into his hand, his eyes on your feet the entire time.

He collapsed forward, spreading your legs so he could wrap your thighs around his waist, kissing the side of your neck sweetly. “I really liked your surprise,” he said, laughing gently. “That was really sexy.”

You giggled, rolling over on top of him. You settled your body against his, kissing him once before you rested your chin on his chest, eyes trailing up to meet his gaze. “Well, I’m glad you liked it, baby. There’s definitely more where that came from.”