tw: ed (not pro) active 2024

This man may be a perfectionist, but he loves it when it gets messy. When he sees that white ring form around his cock, your cum drips to his balls. He goes crazy. He doesn’t hold back, picking up his pace and watching you fall apart under him.

He is very handsy. He always has to be touching you. Squeezing your waist, holding your hips, your legs, anything. His hands never leave you.

Absolutely pussy drunk. He doesn’t care if he doesn’t get to cum, or even undress. Your pleasure is his biggest priority. He could spend hours between your legs just wanting to hear those pretty sounds coming from your lips. He’d make you cum multiple times, not even pulling up for a break. He’d only stop if you pushed him away physically, too overstimulated.

This man is HUNG. 7 inches soft, 9 inches when hard. It’s uncut and girthy. When you guys first started getting more intimate, it took a bit for him to fully fit in with you. But when he did, you saw stars.

Rarely subs. He’d most likely have been in his earlier eras, but after that, he is dominant. He never wants you working hard during your lovemaking. He does all the work. You lie there and look pretty for him. He isn’t aggressive; he doesn’t like any type of form of hitting or pain to your precious self. His closest form is subbing if he’s too tired, but you still need him. He’d lie back, letting you use his cock. But he’d definitely be thrusting up, still doing the majority of the work.

He loves making you a complete mess on his cock. Hearing you only be able to whine and moan while mumbling nonsense. He knows he’s big, and he takes pride in it.

Specific kinks

Creampies ⊱ he loves filling you up. He can go at it many times, so his cum ends up leaking out the majority of the time. The sight always amazes him. You filled up to the brim with his cum, showing his possession over you. It also fills his small breeding kink.

Size ⊱ as stated before, this man is hung and big. When you guys first started making love, he loved that he couldn’t fit it in. How much you’d try and push your hips back to push more inches in, but you couldn’t. The small tears rolling down your cheeks from how much just his tip fills you up. He lived for it. He loves watching you go dumb on his cock and even his fingers. The feeling of you being stretched out by him makes him cum quicker than anything.

Exhibition ⊱ It’s known how much Michael loves filming things and taking photos with his camera. You both have many ‘films’ together that he keeps to look back on, especially when he has to be away from you. Whenever you get a new set of lingerie (he obviously bought), he’d take pictures of you on the bed as you model for him. He secretly has a fantasy of someone finding them. But he’d never admit that.

Praise ⊱ He’s always praising you. He needs you to know how good you take him. He’d always whisper with each thrust, “doing so well”, “you look so pretty spread like this f’me, “you’re so perfect”. He compliments you a lot in general, so he has to do the same in bed.

Spit ⊱ receiving and giving. He does it a lot to tease you. One time, he had invited you to the studio. Quincey and they were all there. Michael pulled you aside in a dark corner while producers were 5 feet away. He tipped your head back and slowly spit in your mouth, watching as you swallowed. He grinned, seeing how flustered you got. “Good girl”, he squeezed your hips and walked back to the booth, leaving you hot and bothered. But you’d always get him back after.

after hours 　　　　　　　　　　　　 　( michael jackson )

❛ michael jackson 𝑥 𝑓!reader ❜ ╱ requested.ᐟ michael taming his bratty girlfriend.

18+ mdni ➜ contains smut (it gets freaakyy) oral f!recieving, soft dom & possessive mature era!michael, domestic intimacy, very light bondage & emotionally intimate sex. also bambi mention because that is one of my favorite vintage disney films. 🥹 (im sorry this one is long yall)

tags: @whirlwindmarley & @anglfac

𝓉he bedroom was dimly lit when the two of you finally stumbled back into the penthouse after the event, the soft amber glow from the bedside lamps casting warm shadows across the room.

your heels had already been kicked off somewhere near the door the second you walked in.

michael loosened the tie around his neck with a tired sigh, shoulders finally relaxing now that the cameras and crowds were gone. his black suit still fit him unfairly well even half exhausted, locks slightly messy from running his hands through them all night.

meanwhile, you had changed almost immediately after getting home, now curled up near the end of the bed in one of his oversized shirts and tiny sleep shorts, legs crossed while you watched him from across the room with an obvious attitude still lingering on your face.

michael noticed instantly.

“what?” he asked knowingly, pulling the loosened tie from around his collar completely before tossing it onto the bed.

you looked away pettily. “nothing.”

he hummed softly like he didn’t believe you for a second.

“baby.” he said in a calming way.

“you always do this,” you muttered finally, arms crossing tighter over your chest. “every single time we go somewhere, it’s always people pulling you away from me.”

michael glanced at you through the mirror while undoing the first few buttons of his dress shirt slowly, too composed, which only irritated you more.

“i barely saw you all night,” you continued, already slipping deeper into your little fit. “everybody always wants something from you.”

he sighed quietly through his nose before turning to face you fully, leaning one shoulder against the dresser.

“you jealous?” he asked smoothly.

your eyebrows pinched together in irritation. “i am not jealous.”

that smug smile started pulling at his lips right away.

“mm,” he murmured. “sure sounds like it.”

you grabbed one of the pillows beside you and threw it at him without hesitation.

michael caught it easily against his chest, laughing quietly under his breath.

“you’re annoying.” you muttered, but he fired back quickly.

“and you’re spoiled.”

the room fell quiet for a second after that because he said it so casually, so knowingly. you knew you were absolutely spoiled but him saying it so surely almost felt like an insult.

your jaw dropped slightly while michael just stood there watching your reaction carefully, dark eyes heavy with amusement beneath the warm bedroom lighting.

“excuse me?” you narrowed your eyes at him. you were feisty, but it was something he adored. you didn’t take shit from anyone else except him.

“c’mon now,” he murmured, tossing the pillow back onto the bed. “actin’ up because i had to talk to people for a few hours?”

you rolled your eyes with exaggerated offense and turned away from him with a huff. “whatever.”

that was when michael started walking toward the bed slowly, loosening the cuffs of his sleeves as he moved. the teasing energy shifted almost instantly the closer he got.

“you done?” he said gentle but firm, voice lower now.

you shot him a look from where you sat against the pillows. “depends. you done bein’ annoying?”

that smirk widened slightly like he already knew exactly how this was going to end.

michael was patient in the worst way possible. never rushed you, never raised his voice. just stayed calm while you mouthed off, knowing eventually you’d end up melting into him anyway.

“c’mere,” he said softly as he sat down on the edge of the mattress, patting his thigh once.

you ignored him on purpose, reaching over toward the nightstand for your water instead.

big mistake because suddenly michael’s hand wrapped gently around your ankle, tugging you toward him across the mattress with embarrassing ease.

“michael—” you blurted in surprise as your breath caught in your chest. he’d never handled you like that before, you must’ve really gotten under his skin this time.

“nah,” he interrupted quietly, voice dropping lower as he pulled you between his knees. “been givin’ you too much freedom tonight, baby.”

the heat rushed straight to your face and he noticed immediately—of course he did.

his laugh was soft and sleepy, hands settling against your hips while he looked at you through tired eyes.

“there she is,” he murmured. “thought you were tough a second ago.”

you hated the way your stomach flipped at his tone, hated it even more because he knew exactly what he was doing.

“shut up.” you replied back, sharply.

that attitude of yours made one of his eyebrows cock upward. “yeah? i think i gotta teach you a lesson, young lady..”

you looked at him in confusion as he stood from the bed and grabbed his tie he had thrown on the bed earlier, “turn around.” he ordered.

you hesitated for a moment, not sure if he was serious, but oh, he was dead serious.

“turn around, and put your hands behind your back.” his tone was still calm, it just held a firmness that you’d only heard a few times.

“fine, officer.” you joked in a bratty tone but still obeyed and with a firm grip, he grabbed your wrists and tied them together with his tie.

“you think you’re so funny,” he pushed you down into the mattress, your ass now perched up in the air. a soft sigh escaping your lips which michael found amusing. “hope you keep that energy..”

he began to pull down your shorts at a slow pace, glancing at you every now and then to check on you.

“is this what my baby needed? hm?” he asked in a hushed tone as his hands ran down your thighs, his eyes stayed on your expressions. “my attention just on you.”

your face was turned toward him, your stomach fluttering as a familiar throb started in your core. his words, his touch, you were desperate for all of it. he didn’t like your lack of response though.

he placed a smack on your ass which caused a whine from your lips. “mhmm.” you hummed in response.

“words, angel, i need to you to use your words.” he rubbed the spot he had hit. your breathing got heavier as you got needier.

“yes-“ you struggled out, “yes it’s what i needed.”

his smirk returned to his lips as he watched you struggle. the confidence you once had now gone as you crumbled beneath him.

he placed kisses up your thighs, really anywhere but the place you were hoping he’d put his lips and it was making you antsy. you’d move your hips a bit impatiently and to that, michael would give the flesh on your hips a squeeze.

“gotta be patient, baby,” he muttered, giving your ass another smack. you huffed out another sigh against the mattress. any kind of disobedience was gone now, all your focus was on wanting him to just touch you, but you had to earn it after acting out.

after a few minutes of teasing your hole and softly kissing your folds, you were a wet and sticky mess. it nearly started to drip down your thigh. you bit into the sheets as you fought back your cries of desperation.

“what do you want, sweetie? cmon, tell me.” he said while he continued teasing.

you mumbled something into the fabric before turning onto your cheek again, “i need you..”

“to what, baby?”

you got shy when it came to using your words and michael knew that. when you went silent and struggled out a whine while his fingers played with your folds, he encouraged you with a kiss on your pussy.

“mmh- fuck me- please..” you begged out, a raspy chuckle left him.

“thank you… for being so patient for me, mama.” he said before licking a stripe from your clit to your glazed entrance. you couldn’t help but cry out a soft moan, the feeling of his tongue working against you, giving you a few sucks and kisses.

he gave your ass another smack, accompanying it with a squeeze while you were a whimpering mess for him, practically drooling onto the sheets, “i know, baby, i know.” he whispered.

he parted from you for a moment to undo the notches in his belt and pull it off, then undid his pants. your head was crooked to see him, he was undoing the tie that held your wrists together and with a swift motion he turned you to be positioned on your back.

“my pretty girl..” he smiled at your flushed cheeks.

“thank you.” you said low, all the attitude evaporated from you at this point. your bottom lip caught between your teeth as you watched him remove the rest of his clothing, pulling off his oversized shirt you had put on earlier. you propped up on your elbows to watch as he began to line his cock up at your entrance with one hand and grabbed your chin lightly to maintain eye contact with him. he pushed into you slowly, still mindfully trying to be gentle with his girl.

“oh…” you hummed out from the stretch of his length as your head fell back, the sensation being a bit painful at first but with a few thrusts it turned to pleasure. he moved in and out at a steady pace, the prettiest noises falling off his lips as he played with your boobs, massaging them and giving your nipples a slight pinch which caused you to cry out in bliss. your arousal made michael speed up, hitting it just a bit deeper—he knew exactly how to make you feel good.

he craved the way it felt as you squeezed around his cock. the way he was able to slide in and out so easily with help from your desperate wetness. how your hands gripped onto the defined muscles in his back that were definitely gonna be marked up in the morning.

“you’re doing so good, sweetheart,” he whined out, “taking me so well.” his thrusts getting harder and needier from the way your squishy walls sucked him in. he could’ve finished right then and there.

then, he grabbed the back of your thighs to push your legs further up, resting them on his shoulders now to hit even deeper.

“fuck- michael-“ you sobbed, you felt that familiar feeling in your lower abdomen that signaled you were close. he was the only person who knew exactly how to tame you—and it was this. the bed nearly felt like it was about to collapse by how much he was really giving it to you, but the immense pleasure clouded your brain from anything that wasn’t him. you were devoted to him and as he was to you, despite how much you liked to run your mouth.

just then, you felt his cock twitch inside of you. he separated your legs once again to be closer to you, placing a passionate and loving kiss on your lips. the kiss felt like a warm hug he’d been waiting to give you, like you were gonna slip away at any moment. you kissed back in the same way, your arms wrapping around his neck as you two were chest to chest now.

his pace only quickened as he allowed himself to now that he was closer in your presence, he felt he was able to come undone now. you both moaned desperately into each other’s mouths, sweat beading on his furrowed eyebrows as your fingers curled into the hair on the nape of his neck.

“i’m close baby-“ you warned him but he already knew as your pussy squeezed around him even more.

“me too- ah- don’t cum until i say-“ he demanded while his stance got sloppier which signified he was close too.

after a few painful moments of desperately trying to contain yourself, he finally signaled to you that you were able to finish.

“now mama- now.” his high pitched moans sang in your ears as he snapped his hips one more time before his pulsating member filled you up. you bit into his shoulder as you tightened around him one last time, both of you trembling through the aftermath together.

he stayed there for a minute as your chests heaved together. he finally looked down at you, wiping some damp hair from your face with a soft giggle. you bit your lip once again as your finger traced across your bite mark on his shoulder. his eyes shifted to it as well, the smile never leaving his face.

he hummed under his breath before finally pulling out and saying, “let’s get you into a bath.” and placed a kiss on your forehead.

and that he did, a warm bubble bath with lavender. he sat next to the tub before eventually joining you, embracing each other the entire time as you washed each other off. the night ended with sleepy cuddles in fresh linen sheets and bambi playing on the tv.