otw!era michael confesses he thought of you while singing the final take of 'lady n my life' with quincey jones,
You & michael were laid up in your bed half-naked, the warm amber light casting a subtle glow on his face & bare chest as you watched him talk about his recording session today. You place your hand on his cheek, caressing softly as you admire him.
His eyes glimmer with excitement as he tells you about his day, you nod on, smiling, occasionally running a hand through his dishevelled curls.
“And you know, for lady in my life, that was my first romantic song I’ve ever sung, I felt a bit shy.” He says lowly.
“Well, Quincey said he wasn’t feeling my other attempts. Said he wasn’t satisfied. I didn’t know what he meant, but then he told me to beg for it, beg for her.”
Michael looks down with a little nervous smile, his cheeks flushed a slight pink. He remembers Quincey's words to him.
"You need a muse Michael, think of somethin." Quincey had said, taking a drag of his cigarette.
You were the first thing that popped into his mind in that moment.
Your eyebrows raise, “Beg?”
“Yeah…and I knew what he meant. But I’ve never sung like that before, God, I was so embarrassed. I had to close the curtains between me & him, then turn the lights off. It was only then I could sing it the way he wanted.”
You giggle, planting a kiss on his lips. “You bring a demo home so I can hear?”
Michael leans back, pulling out a tape from the side drawer. It’s labelled ‘final take.’
“The main thing I wanted to say was, I thought of you. The first take I was just singin' y’know, but the final take where he told me to beg for it, I had to think of you to get me there. I imagined I was begging for your love.”
Your eyes are laced with love as you place a hand on your chest sincerely.
“Oh Michael,” you whisper.
You gently take the tape from his hands, placing it in the cassette player. You press play, the smooth melodic tune making you blush and chuckle immediately.
You lie back on his chest, his arms wrapped around you as you both listen to the song play gently in the background.
♪ Lay back in my tenderness, let's make this a night we won't forget, girl, I need your sweet caress, oh, reach out to a fantasy, two hearts in a beat of ecstasy, come to me, girl
The sound of his voice singing the lyrics with such passion & desire makes your skin tingle. You look up at him from below, he looks shy and closed off. You can see he’s trying to fight it, but he wanted you to hear how much he loves you. You decide to bring him in for a kiss, your hand planted on the nape of his neck as the song continues muffled in the background. Your tongues dance in rhythm to the music, your breath hitching & your skin burning up.
“I love you so much, baby. Just wanna touch you.” He trembles.
Before you knew it, all remaining clothes had been taken off, & it’s just you & him on top of the sheets giving each other exactly what he was begging for in that studio, sweet love.
a/n: this was sitting in my drafts for months, so here's a quick little something for yall
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