hi, here’s another one which I hope you guys enjoy more than the other one! this is a little bit longer than the other one so… enjoy! (minors dni)
warnings – smut, mention of the word mommy, michael is very very submissive, CHEATING, smut?
Being married to a man engulfed in chaos due to his unbelievable fame, stemming from a boy group that may have been the most popular of our time, was not part of your plan.
Nor was catching him cheating on you with another woman.
Blue eyes, blonde hair— small lips. Everything you didn’t have.
You sucked your teeth, a brief sound of pure disappointment, giving them both a second to realize you were there— looking at your conniving fiance who you couldn’t believe you still had faith in after all the years of cheating and scandals he’s created.
Jackie looks up, his eyes widening in fear. Had you been there the entire time?
“So this is what we doin now, huh?” You shake your head in disgust, looking at the girl who lay beneath him, who appeared to be just as embarrassed as you were.
A tear slips down your cheek; hurt flashes against your features. Because once again—he failed you.
“Answer me.” Those words come out menacingly, and all you were thinking was how he couldn’t bother to look you in the eye.
He stumbles, his hands covering his dick, and he looks at you with… surprise? Like he wasn’t the one who committed the act. He begins searching for the words, yet they barely bother to
You shake your head, crossing your arms before finishing his sentence for him: “I’m a selfish whore who can’t just celebrate the person he already has.” Tears weren’t falling anymore. You, in fact, were more than saddened; you were angry.
“Nah, don’t even worry bout it, Jackie. I’ll see my way out.” You shake your head, grabbing your purse and the heels you slipped off by the door. “Lose my fuckin’ number.”
You had no idea where you were going to end up tonight, yet you didn’t expect it to be at the very house that your husband, soon-to-be ex-husband, lived his teenage years in.
Soon after you left, it began to rain. Pouring rain.
So by the time you knocked on the door, you were dripping wet, and your earlier straightened hair was reverting to its original state.
Michael—having been in the studio at the time — was the only one to hear the knock and the first to answer the door.
“Uh– Hi?” Michael had never been truly easy to read. But right now, you could tell how surprised he was at you being there, especially at that hour.
“Where’s Jackie?” He pressed, his eyebrows furrowing.
“Can you please let me in? I’m freezing, Mike.” You were shivering, your body refusing to retain any heat at the moment.
“Alright, alright… but we have to be quiet, okay? You can come up to my room.” His voice was so sweet, but his touch was even sweeter, and he grabbed your arm, pulling you into the home and rushing you upstairs.
He looked up at you before using his hand to shush you as you both tiptoed to his room quietly.
Once you both made it there—his questions were never-ending.
“Soooo…” He begins, his voice trailing off— those Bambi eyes looked up at you with such intrigue that it made you shiver in a very warm room.
“You wanna know what happened, don’t ya?” You say, a smirk resting on your face.
He looks down, a blush forming on his ears… “Yes, ma'am. You’ve never been down here without Jackie— nor have you ever been at this hour.”
I look over at the clock, almost gawking at the fact that it reads almost 3. AM.
“Jackie cheated on me again.” You roll your eyes; your makeup that had sat beautifully on your face now rests as a trail down your face.
“Oh.. I’m so very sorry,” Michael says, his soft-spoken voice remaining as a sign of comfort for her.
“It’s whatever. This ain’t the first time, and I suppose it won’t be the last,” you roll your eyes, playing with your hands
“You got any extra clothes I can wear?” You ask, changing the subject.
“Yes, maam.” He digs in his drawer before throwing a large shirt at you. “I hope… I hope that suffices for now. Uh– you can sleep in here for tonight, so that it doesn’t raise any questions in the morning.” He smiles, a shy smile that brightens her whole day.
“That’s fine, baby,” You say, a smile on your face, as you’re already walking to his bathroom.
You quickly change into the shirt; it rests very baggy on your body, which is just what you needed.
You walk out, turning the light off, your before crazy curls now in a more controlled bun.
“You said—“ he clears his throat before restating, “You said again, are ya thinking about getting back with him? Or rekindling what you had?”
She sighs before going to sit down on the bed, next to where he lies.
“He’s my husband. Regardless of his actions, I know Katherine would have a fit if we— I don’t want to let him go just y–“
He cuts you off, softly though, not at all a harsh tone in his voice.
“I think you should.” Your eyes widen as he clears his throat, looking away from your gaze.
“Ignore me.” He lets out a giggle “Let’s go to sleep,” He says, biting his lip before giving you most of the covers and separating himself from you.
It took hours before you could even begin to think about sleep, as the only thing that clouded your mind was the look in his face when he was doing it.
As you were beginning to close your eyes, you heard soft moans coming from Michael’s side of the bed.
Your eyes immediately widened, and all you could do was cover your mind.
The moans continued as you heard wet sounds, as if he was…
Is Michael touching himself in the same bed with you?
“F-fuck, Y/n… I need you,” you heard his moans begin to speed up as if close to cumming before you sit up, looking over at him.
“Mike– I.. what are you doin, sugar?” You say sweetly as if you clearly didn’t hear what he was doing
“Oh God… Jesus, forgive me,” Michael says, covering his eyes in clear embarrassment.
“Move ya hand, let me see you, Mike,” you say, somehow seductively.
“I'm really sorry– that was so, so wrong…” he says, scrambling to make an apology that you've never once gotten from your husband
“You wanna fuck me, Mikey?” you say, blatantly cutting into his heartfelt apologies.
He refuses to look at her; he's blushing so hard you can even see it in the dim light.
“Answer me like the good boy you are.” You say, your hand traveling from his chest down to the bottom of his belly as if waiting for his consent.
“Yes– oh fuck… yes.” He lets out the whimper he's been holding in for the past 5 minutes and grinds himself up into the air.
Your hand finally travels to his well-endowed cock, and you marvel at how big he is. Although you loved your husband, you had needs that only a few people in your life had fulfilled, and right now—Michael was about to fulfill them all.
“Fuck, you’re a big boy, huh?” You smirk, and you stroke his cock slowly, so slow that he’s humping into your hand so much so you have to use your other hand to pin his hip down.
“Be good, Mikey.” He lets out another whimper, a loud one. You could feel how wet you were as the wetness pooled onto your thighs— you wanted to fuck him so bad. Fuck him as he’d never felt before.
“M-mommy, I need you. God, I need you so badly… I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry,” he says, rambling as you continue to stroke his cock. You tsk at the sound of his moans and the words that leave his mouth.
You climb over, now straddling his thighs as you lean down to press a sweet kiss to his lips. That in itself makes his dick twitch.
“Such a needy boy, huh?” You smile, a genuine smile.
“O-only for you, lovely girl.” His hands find their way to your waist as he begins to grind into you, the friction so delicious it has both of you groaning into each other.
You grab his face, placing another kiss onto his lips that turns into a sloppy never-ending kiss that you wish you could revel in for a lifetime.
As he uses your body to grind down onto his swollen cock, you both moan loudly— probably enough to wake the whole house.
“Mikey… I need you inside me— right fucking now.” You say as you slide your now ruined panties to the side, grinding your wet folds on top of his cock.
He lets out a throaty moan that shakes the room, and all you could do was laugh before rising and aligning him with your entrance.
“You gon take it like a good boy?” A smirk travels onto your face. You knew the impact you had on him right now; you knew he craved your body, but teasing him seemed so much more fun.
“Yes.. Yes… Yes, Pl—“ you interrupt him as you sink, your back arching into him as you begin to ride him
Moans fall from those soft lips; his eyes close as he dam near drools from the feeling of being inside you.
He had a grip on your waist like never before, rutting into your pussy
“You're fuckin me better than he ever does,” You whisper in his ear, and he shuddered at the thought that he was fulfilling something his older brother couldn’t do.
He liked the idea of owning you, by cumming in you and marking you as his when you weren’t. You were Jackie’s.
“Girl, you know what you’re doin to me,” He says as a cry falls out of those sweet fuckin lips that leave you breathless.
You were having hot and sweaty sex with your fiancés younger brother with the understanding of how wrong it was, yet it made it much sweeter.
“You gon come for me, Mikey? Gonna make me the mother of your kids,” she says as she continues to fuck into him, moans leaving her lips, and she begins leaving kisses on Michael’s neck.
“Yes baby yes fuck gonna do what Jackie couldn’t do” Before you could respond, white floods your vision as you begin to cum on Michael’s cock— he groans into you one last time before he spills his seed inside of you
For a moment it’s silent as you lay on top of him, his dick still rests inside of you.
“You should leave him, y/n. Really,” he says sweetly as he rubs your back
“He doesn’t appreciate you. Doesn’t see you how you are… A Goddess.”
You couldn’t help the giggle that escapes you
“Is that how you view me?” You smile, sleepiness clouding your judgment now.
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