Relief
Michael Jackson (Mature era) x Reader
Synopsis: At every little inconvenience, you find yourself running to Michael for comfort and relief. Tonight is no different.
Tags: (18+) Age gap Michael is 45 reader is 25 smut Dom Michael but still such a sweetheart praising kink p in v Michael calling you all sorts of names pretty girl, good girl, baby etc friends with benefits
The door creaked slowly open.
“Come here, baby. Bad day?” he pouted at you in an almost mocking tone.
“Mhm, please fix,” you purred softly.
Without needing to say anything else, Michael pulled you in by your waist, gripping it tightly. Pulling you into a soft, tender kiss, invading your mouth like it didn't belong to anyone else but him.
His hands roamed over your body, from your jaw to your breasts, cupping them ever so gently, then moving to your weak spot, your inner thighs, causing a needy whimper to escape from your soft lips.
His dick twitched at the noise, knowing only he could make you feel good.
“Jump,” he murmured while still on your lips.
You did as he said, making Michael catch you, one hand on your ass cheek and the other on your waist, while carrying you to his master bedroom.
This cycle of you and him had become an addiction. It started off as a one-night stand, and then it just kept happening again and again. Every time one of you had a minor issue, you would run to one another for comfort, ultimately leading to the two of you making an agreement.
As much as the two of you could tell there was more than just physical attraction, it was better this way. There was already so much controversy surrounding Michael. Him being with a woman who was 20 years younger would only make it worse. Even though he absolutely adored everything about you, he’d rather just have you nearby whenever he wanted instead of committing to you, knowing the public would ruin that for him.
“Did you catch him cheating again?” Michael asked, annoyed, while placing you on his bed.
All you could do was nod, the lump in your throat making it hard for you to speak.
“Y/N, honey, I genuinely don’t understand why you’re still with him,” he sighed before spreading your legs slowly, placing his thumb over your clothed clit.
“Does he touch you here like this?” he cooed at you in that breathy tone.
“Nggh no baby only you can make me feel like this” you moaned while practically grinding on his finger, even his finger was enough to make you feel this good.
“Louder baby, let me hear those angelic moans.” he praised while lifting up your dress, making it pool around your waist. in one swift motion Michael pushed your lace panties to the side revealing your slick core.
“Look at you, so wet, so pretty just for me. Your body craves me” he murmured, his warm breath ghosting over your skin.
“O-oh fu-ahh, baby your killing me” you practically scream at the top of your lungs, your body jolting at the feeling of Michaels tongue going up, and down on you.
The feeling was overwhelming, so painful yet so good that it made you push yourself upward, pulling yourself away from Michael.
“Don’t run from me baby” he grunted his eyes becoming a darker shade of brown. as punishment he started fucking with his tongue, hitting that sweet spot.
“Mmph i’m so close…”
“Yeah? My baby wants to cum?
“Please baby i wanna cum”
“Start counting”
…
“You heard me, mess up counting and ill stop.”
“1…”
“2…”
Of course Michael being the tease he is, he started using his finger to circle your clit.
“3…ah…Michael…P please i’ve been so good” you begged.
“Tsk, tsk no baby start over”
After multiple attempts of counting over and over you finally got it after 10 minutes of whimpering.
“Atta girl see that wasn’t so hard was it ?” he proudly said.
Your mind was too foggy to even reply, euphoria taking over completely. Slowly, your mind began to clear again, allowing you to take a good look at Michael on his knees, his throbbing cock waiting to fill you up.
Without needing to say anything, Michael instantly understood and began undressing. The bond you shared was so strong that you could communicate without ever needing to speak.
"Arch your back for me, pretty girl."
You do as he says, so eager to feel him. He teased you, rubbing himself against your folds, his cock practically gliding like a slide on your folds.
"You want this dick to pound deep into you, don't you?"
You give him a nonverbal reply by nodding.
"Use your words, pretty girl, or otherwise I'll have to stop," he taunted.
"Michael, please... please let me feel you in me."
Finally, he slowly pushed himself into you, stretching you.
"Big stretch, baby," he moaned, slowly letting you get used to the pain.
As soon as the pain dissolved into pure bliss, he started picking up the pace in a rhythmic manner, pulling back until only the tip remained before sinking balls deep back in.
You both moaned against each other’s mouths, completely lost in the moment. Michael slowed down, resting his forehead against yours as he looked at you, trying to hold himself back.
The feeling between you was almost too much. He knew exactly how to make you lose yourself, and you could barely think about anything except him.
He was rough just the way you like it, and every second with him felt overwhelming. You had never felt this way with anyone else before, like your entire body was made for him.
You held onto him tighter, wanting more, and the way you reacted only made his control slip further. He watched every little expression on your face, knowing exactly what you were feeling.
“Aww, look at you taking daddy’s dick so well.” he cooed teasing you knowing the praises will make you go even crazier.
The sounds leaving your mouth were impossible to hide. They filled the room, making it obvious how much you wanted him. Michael couldn’t stop watching you, completely drawn in by every reaction he pulled from you.
Deciding he wants you to become a overstimulated mess over him, he starts rubbing circles on your clit knowing the overstimulation makes you cum in seconds.
“mhh M Mike…i’i” Bingo “i’m cumming!Fuck don’t stop baby don’t you dare fucking stop” you cried out as your orgasm takes you over.
“Oh my- your doing such a good job angel” he panted knowing you clenching around him is enough to be stuck on cloud 9 forever.
“Look at the mess i made on that bigg cock” you praised.
Looking at cream all over his dick and slowly dripping to his balls was enough for Michael.
“Ahh..ah i’m cumming baby”
“Yeah? cum for me daddy fill me up with that tasty cum of yours.
Ecstasy took Michael fully over your body is better than any drug in the world for him, his eyes started rolling to the back of his head as you heard the loudest moan you’ve ever heard from him whispering suck filthy words you couldn’t help but moan with him.
Hot ropes of liquid started filling your insides, the feeling causing a soft whimper as you feel michael pulsating in you, and slowly getting soft.
Pulling out you both look down at the mixture of liquids dripping out from your whole onto his bed.
“Look at the mess you made for daddy, such a good girl”
“All for you” you spoke softly as you hid your face in the crook of his neck.
“Thank you, baby… you made me feel so much better,” you tell him, resting against his chest and listening to his heartbeat slowly return to normal.
A part of you wants to tell him you love him right then, but you know those words deserve a moment of their own. or maybe never…















