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₊˚⊹♡ SUMMARY: during michael’s bad tour on his free time which he hard hardly any he would disguise himself and walk around he streets of where he was visiting. This time he was visiting New York. He walked into some store to visit and his eyes landed on you. You were one of the few fans to spot him when he was in disguise but what he loved is that you didn’t make a big deal about it. you gave him hug. he got his security guard(s) to get your number.
TW: rough dressing room sex, fingers in mouth (yes bring it back), cream pie, michael being submissive if you squint, p in v, fingering, eating out, reader complains about michael being too big for you, fluff cuz u can never go wrong with that. age gap!! (michael is 30 reader is 26), unprotected sex, porn wit a lil plot
A/N: hey so i was listening to streetwalker on repeat while writing this sooo i put a lil song references in there ifykyk ☺️ also lemme know if yall like the lil new summary thing i added i might use it for all my stories so yes. oh n uh i only proofread 50% of the story. i was also writing this on vacation getting absolutely no sleep so uh.. please like this story (yes im begging)
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After his last performance he walked to his dressing room. his backstage crew immediately worked on cooling him down and getting him changed. he walked into his dressing room alone which had his own bathroom in it. he showered and changed into all black clothes with a mask and a hat on. his security guard Bill, took him through the back exit and into the private car.
“Bill, take me downtown.” he said in that soft speaking voice of his
“Downtown where michael?” Bill responds, smirking
“Just downtown.” michael sighs and throws his head back. after a while of driving
Bill shouts “michael. we are here”
“right. thanks bill” michael smiles
They walk for a while, going by just fine without being being noticed. michael happy. Michael spotted a expensive jewelry store and pointed
“Oo bill can we go in that one??” michael pointed at the store like a little kid
“mhm.” Bill leads him inside.
Michael looks around for awhile when suddenly you accidentally bum into his shoulder. your quick to apologize. spewing out words
“i’m so sorry sir i wasn’t watching where i was going-“
“no it’s okay sweetheart.” michael smiles softly, behind the mask.
you freeze for a moment then stare at michael up and down
“oh my— your-..” you could barely get the words out. you loved michael jackson so much
Bill got protective immediately, Michael chuckled
“yea. yes i am.” he looked down at you
“oh my god.. can i have a hug?” your voice was shaking.
there was people buzzing around the store so no one really paid attention. the people who looked just thought you all were friends which was weird considering bill looked older than the both of you.
“yea of course” he opened his arms, you hugged him tightly like he might disappear if you let go
he hugged back, rubbing your back
“it was so.. amazing meeting you.. i love you and your music so much it’s incredible- your incredible!” as you and him pulled away from eachother, you smiled, your hand slightly shaking
“oh thank you! i’m flattered you enjoy my music.” you couldn’t notice michael’s wandering gaze up and down your outfit
“well i bet your so busy im gonna walk away!! “ you scurried away
michael chuckled softly and turned to Bill
“we can go now. i also want that girls number. can you do that for me?”
bill nodded and lead michael out the store
you went home basically floating on cloud 9. you met your favorite celebrity and even bought a piece of jewelry you liked from that store. you unlocked the door and put your stuff down. suddenly your phone started ringing. that rarely happens unless it’s your family or best friends. you walk to it slowly and answer
“hello?” you hold the phone up to you, twirling the cord
“hey.” you heard michael’s sweet voice on the phone, you could’ve cried right there.
“w-what?? michael??” you were confused “how did you get my number?”
“i pulled some strings. but i called you because i wanted to give backstage passes to my next concert. something about you really intrigued me. your very pretty and i love the fact that you didn’t blast my business to the whole world when you saw me.” he let out a soft chuckle “is it okay if i get your address?”
you blushing like crazy, giggling slightly at the fact the michael jackson called YOU pretty. “uh.. yes of course it’s okay i live at [address] apartment 216, i also wanna uhm.. thank you for taking time out of your probably extremely busy day to talk to me. i’m seriously flattered michael”
“of course, Y/N. so i’ll be seeing you later tonight is that alright?”
“yes that’s perfectly fine. wait how do you know my name??”
you heard a chuckle “well if i randomly have your number i also have to know your name, sweetheart?”
you giggled at the nickname “yea yea right. well bye”
you were bouncing around your little apartment. i mean you still couldn’t believe it. THEE michael jackson talked to you out of the whole world and he could have anyone. you cleaned up the whole entire apartment, you even played his music in the back but tuned it down a little bit. in the middle of you applying your lip gloss at your vanity you heard three slow knocks at your door. you stood up so fast you banged your knee. you were wearing some low rise true religion jean shorts and a teal tank-top.
“michael” he replied softly
you rushed to the front door and opened it slowly.
he was wearing a plain white shirt and some dark loose fitting dress pants, he was also carrying a black tiny box
“h-hi michael.. “ you said nervously
“there’s no need to be nervous. i got your pass here. after i give you this ill be on my way!” he handed the box to you
you noticed his bodyguards in the hallway
“is that me playing in the background?” he smiled softly
“yes. yes of course and thank you so much for everything” you smiled back
you didn’t see michael’s wandering gaze over your body before speaking again
“do you want another hug? you seem so nervous.” he looked at you concerned
“yes!- i mean.. yea sure.. “ you hugged him tightly, your hands wrapped around his neck and one of his hands were on your head while the other was on your waist. you felt heat pooling between your legs.
“thanks. once again” you pulled away, his hand lingered on your waist before pulling away
“yea your welcome.” and with that he walks away his body guards following close behind. you close your door. your practically scream. so happy. too happy. you couldn’t wait for next week. you were already planning your outfit for the concert
the week felt like a blur, michael called you atleast twice a day. it started to feel normal. like you two were old friends, while talking michael often complimented you. saying how he liked your voice and your gorgeous. and how HE was excited to see YOU.
now today was the day. you decided to wear low rise dark denim hollister bootcut jeans and a black tanktop with some black boots. you put in a little bit of make up, like mascara, lip gloss and some blush, then you started driving there. michael told you to get there early because it can get so crowded and he didn’t want you getting hurt
you walked to the back entrance. as you started walking you got stopped by security
you just flashed your black red and white backstage pass. he lets you pass. as your walking into this huge area with people moving around and taking orders from michael. the one person you really wanted to see you couldn’t spot. michael was in his private dressing room
his bodyguard Bill approached you “hey, Y/N right? michael wants to see you. follow me please”
you smiled “of course.” you followed him and stopped in front of the room. the door was red with a black star in the middle. the black star said MICHAEL JACKSON in white bold letters
you opened the door to be greeted by michael doing his eye liner. he looked so hot it hurt. you bit your lip slightly before walking in and closing the door behind you
“hi michael! “ you smiled
he looked up at and dropped the eyeliner
“hey.” looked at you up and down
“you look stunning” he smiled at you
“cmere give me a hug” he opened his arms
you walked up to him and hugged him tightly.
his hands landed on your waist. slowly sliding down right above your butt
you tried to pull away but he held you
“where you goin?” he bit his lip
you blushed and shifted slightly
“stay right here” he leaned down, his face inches away from yours
“okay, michael” you looked up at him
he leaned down and kissed you, it was so unexpected but you leaned into it. your arms wrapped around his neck. his tounge probed at your bottom lip, begging for access. you opened your mouth a little wider
your tounges slipped together. you suddenly felt something press against your stomach. michael backed you up all the way to the desk. your thighs at each side of his waist
“baby, i need you.” he whispered into your ear
you bit your lip once more “really?” you responded breathlessly from the intense make out session a couple seconds ago
“yes. can i please-“ he was interrupted by a knock on the dressing room door.
“michael are you okay?” his makeup artist called out
“do you still need help?”she called out again
“i-im busy right now. i’m fine. i’ll let you know if i need you.” he sighed, he looked a little upset
“alright.” she said before walking away
“i’m so sorry sweetheart, where were we?”
“you were telling me how badly you wanted me” you smirked
“oh.. yes your so right. well i think i made my point, right?” he gripped your thighs and squeezed them
his hand traveled up and landed on the button to your jeans
“may i?” he fidgeted with your button
“yes of course michael” you let him unbutton your jeans and pull down your zipper. then he pulled down your pants completely, revealing your black lacey underwear. you can tell it was damp in the middle
“wow. all this for me hm?” he rubbed his middle and ring finger against your clothed slit
“i guess” you put your head against his shoulder “you can continue.” you were practically shaking with anticipation
his hand slid past you underwear he pushed his two fingers in. they slipped in so easily. your arousal coating his finger so quickly. making everything so wet and slippery. he pushed his palm against your clit. you moaned loudly. he covered your mouth
“baby, you gotta be a little quieter. walls are kinda thin.” he whispered into your ear
“s-sorry mike.. “ the nickname rolled of your tounge
“it’s okay mama.. “ he started pumping his fingers in and out of you slowly, making soft squelching noises
“you sound so pretty.. “ you moaned in response.
“sorry i need to taste you, can i taste you? please?” he was already getting on his knees before you said yes.
“yea. yes. you can..” you were still in shock, because what the hell did you mean the best singer in the world was asking to taste you??
he started slowly, his tounge going up and down your slit before he pushed his tounge it, he pressed it against you clit first, drawing another moan from you, he grips your thighs, squeezing trying to remind you to be quieter. he started lapping and sucking at your soaking pussy, making nasty squelching wet noises in the dressing room. your moans reduced to desperate whimpers and whines because you had to stay quiet.
you hesitated on touching his head and gripped his neck instead, he giggled sending vibrations through your whole body , you shivered and moaned a little louder again
michael squeeze your thighs tighter “baby stay quiet f’me pls.. “ he whispered against your pussy before diving back in
“sorry. it feels— way to good..” you whimpered again, throwing your head back
michael picked up the pace, feeling that you were close.
“m-michael” you moaned again, your legs shaking
“shh.. you sound gorgeous but please.. shh.. “
your thighs squeezed his head before you finally let go, cumming all over his lips and chin
you could moan again but you bit your lip so tightly you could’ve drawn blood
“i think your ready.” michael stood and looked at you, as he began taking off his clothes
you started to take off your tanktop and bra. tossing it somehow. now michael was standing in front of you in just his black and white boxers. he walked up to you and stood between your legs. you looked down before you met his gaze
“you think you’ll be alright if.. yk”
“well if you get pregnant i’ll just have to marry you!” he chuckled and peeled off his boxers. he was huge. he didn’t know that of course but you got wet by just looking at his dick. he noticed your gaze. that made him a little harder you could tell
he stared at your boobs for a bit before looking up at you “can i touch?”
“of course, michael..” his hand traveled up till he reached one of your boobs and squeezed them. his thumb circled your nipple. making them harden immediately.
“your gorgeous. has anyone else ever told you that before? everything about you is beautiful, sweet girl”
you blushed “oh stop i’m flattered” you giggled.
he got closer to you, his dick right against your slit. his tip leaking precum and begging to be let in
in response you kissed him and gripped his shoulder. he hummed and started pushing in. you let out a another moan
“baby.. relax relax” he pushed in slowly inch by inch, the more he did the more louder you and him got
“open your mouth.” he demanded. you noticed his voice dropped a octave. that just made you wetter honestly
“o-okay.. “ you whined and whimpered. he was only half way in and you were already complaining. you opened your mouth. michael put two fingers in your mouth
you listened, you closed your mouth and sucked on his fingers, your tongue swirling around them
michael started to push in deeper. he groaned
“so.. tight for me hm?..” he rubbed your thighs, then held your waist.
once he finally bottomed out he didn’t give you a second to even get used. he started thrusting quickly. you were whimpering and whining against his fingers
“i’m sorry baby.. you can take it..”
you opened your mouth to say
“too big mike..” but you closed them as soon as he pushed his fingers deeper. you could barely take it. you both knew you couldn’t. michael didn’t care as much. he rubbed your clit then picked up the pace. making wet squelching noises in the dressing room. the desk shaking slightly.
there was a knock on his dressing room. he slowed down a little and took his fingers out your mouth
he whispered against your mouth and kissed you “sorry..” michael yelled “who is it!??”
“it’s me Bill. your on in 30 okay? is everything alright in there?” Bill pressed his ear against the door. michael stopped completely
“yes every.. everything’s perfectly fine..” michaels voice was kind of shaky.
“where’s that girl? Y/N” both of your hearts dropped to the floor
“s-she’s uhm.. “ michael rubbed his forehead “uh she’s using the bathroom in here right now… uh told me her stomach hurt?” his voice got kinda small. what a horrible excuse
“mhm..” bill walked away from the dressing room door.
“okay we still have 20 minutes.”
“wait michael-“ he cut you off by thrusting back into you. at a faster and harder pace this time. you moaned before he quickly kissed you. swallowing your other one
he started talking dirty and sweet at the same time in your ear. telling you all the dirty things he would do to you if you two were at home together right now. then telling you sweet things we would do during those dirty activities. which just made you even closer to releasing
“m-mike please.. i’m close. s-slow down.. please..” you whimpered holding on to him tightly
“your close hm?” his pace quickened impossibly. you could’ve screamed right there but you bit his shoulder. he whined.
“s-so close.. so good and tight for me.. so beautiful” he whined again
“mi-michael..” you kissed him. you felt his dick twitch before releasing his huge load into you. painting your walls and insides completely white. you also came. moaning quietly.
“you want me to clean you up, honey?” you shook your head
“it’s okay michael.. where did you toss my clothes??” you stood and looked around
michael laughs softly “they are right here, silly. “
he pointed at your pile of clothes on the floor. he started getting dressed. he noticed the slight tremor and stumble in your walk. he buckled his last belt before helping you fix your hair
“well.. i’ll see you.. in a couple minutes okay, darling?” he kissed you passionately before leading you out the dressing room with him. you holding his hand. his stage crew was quick to surround him. handing him his orange juice and checking his clothes.
you took a seat backstage and watched him walk on the stage. but when he was on the stage he winked at you before turning to the cheering crowd
you have no idea what this makes you two but you love it. and him of course
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