Based off this ⤷ ゛request ˎˊ˗ M.LIST ,'
Michael just loves your legs
⤷ Michael couldn't resist you, all of his life he's been waltzing around thinner women wondering why they just didn't get him going how you did. You've been around him for so long, he doesn't know how he's lasted this long without pouncing on you.
Michael wanted to be your man, he needed you. Everything about you had Michael in a frenzy, your smile , your lips and not to mention those legs. The way you walk , he needed you so bad. From his point of view, your left leg was Christmas and your right was thanksgiving, and he wanted to come up and visit between holidays.
When Michael slept at night all he could do was dream about you, the morning he woke up wet thinking of you. He know he had to do something.
Michael just didn't know how a man like him could convince a girl like you , to be his lover. He needed you to understand that he is the one for you. You were so beautiful, those thick thighs had him going insane.
You were coming over later to sit with him for a studio session , he knew he had to do something about it then if he didn't want to blow himself up
By the time you showed up, you'd had just left your friends after having brunch with them.
"Hi Mickey, how are you" you smiled at him as you walked in, sitting down on the long black couch as he turned his chair around to take a look at you
"Hey girl, I'm amazing now that you're here" Michael looked at you with the most hunger in his eyes, the way you looked today had him screaming in his pants
That low cut shirt that made your breast look so nice , the way that curly hair was styled, the kitten hills that you were now kicking off, and those black capris — the way they hugged your thighs , oh how they just spread when you sit down making them look bigger, he could see the curve of your ass as you leaned forward to take those heels off. He was starring. Hard.
"Huh" he blinked not realizing you've called his name a good 4 times already. You got up and walked over to his chair.
"I asked you what you were working on mickey" you placed your hand on the back of his chair and the other on your plush hips. Oh he couldn't take it anymore
"You're driving me wild girl" Michael looked you up from your head to your bare feet taking a slight pause when he got to your legs
"What...?" You were very confident in yourself and your looks but the way those words came out of his mouth ? You were taken aback. Michael has only ever been seen with thinner women, you didn't know he had this attraction for you. If you'd forget about how you've always felt his eyes on you as you walked away from him
He took you by your hips to guide you into sitting on his lap , you quickly accepted that offer.
"These.." he said while he squeezed the fat of your thighs, "..they make me crazy"
"Baby I've spent my entire life around skinny people.. but you.. I love everything about you "
"Michael" your voice was gone , all sultry now. Michael moved the hair from your neck and leaned in to kiss it while he rubbed circles on your thighs
"I'm serious about you girl" you were hot , Michael was really hot.
The thing nobody understood was that Michael genuinely couldn’t believe you were real.
He’d spent years being surrounded by people who wanted something from him.
But he just wanted this one thing from you , and he was fixing to put a ring on that finger tonight.
If only you knew sooner that you friend, Michael Jackson , loved thicker women, loved women like you.
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ngl I was definitely fixing to turn this into a smut but I changed my mind mid story sooo.. anyways changed my theme how y'all like that ? Production got better🐅 send me request !
