!warnings! âš ; SMUT, MINORS GO AWAY! unprotected p in v (wrap ur willy), softdom-ish!Mike, fem!reader, descriptive sex, a little fluffy at the end, reader is obsessed with Michael's sex faces, creampie.
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a/n; hiii!! this is my first ever smut fic, so it isn't as amazing as i wish it was. i hope ya'll enjoy it! it is quite short ://
It's a peaceful, cloudy night. Except peaceful wasn't quite the word for it. Not inside your bedroom, it wasn't.
Grunts and moans circle through the room, thumping of the headboard against the wall, and the squeaking of the mattress.
You would say something about how loud you two were being, but not a single word could be formed as Michael ruts his cock deep inside you. And not to mention—how distracted you are by his facial expressions.
Every time he bottoms out, hips flush against your thighs that are wrapped around his waist, his eyebrows twitch. God—he looks unreal like this.
Throughout yours and Michael's relationship, every time you'd gotten intimate—you couldn't help but be fascinated by the faces he'd make. He'd either throw his head back with furrowed brows, or have his eyes locked onto every inch of you with his lower lip trapped between his pearly whites as he thrusted his dick so deep you were sure you could feel him in your gut.
But there was something about tonight—something about the way he looked that you couldn't take your eyes off.
You fight your fluttering eyes as his cockhead brushes that spongey spot far inside of your dripping pussy, needing to see every flicker of his brows, flutter of his lashes, or even if he swallows a certain way.
His hips stutter as your walls flutter around his length, his eyes rolling back. "S–shit.. so tight, mama.." he groans—your own moans harmonising with his in a filthy melody.
You feel the pressure in your lower belly tighten even more into an impossible knot, tingling heat blossoming from your toes, all the way up the length of your spine. Your eyes roll back as the upcoming orgasm becomes unbearable.
"M–Mike, m'gonna come–" you gasp, thighs trembling against his hips.
"Yeah? Come for me, baby. Need to t'feel you fall apart." He pants out, his own peak nearing. He speeds up with thrusts, and thats what does it.
"Mm– im co–coming!" You cry out, the knot snapping, sending shockwaves towards every nerve ending in your body. You choke on a moan as he reaches down to draw figure-eights on your swollen clit, your back arching into his chest.
He whimpers as your pussy clamps down onto his cock, his own orgasm threatening to wash over him. "Im close– fuck, im close.." he whines airily into your ear, rutting his hips desperately into yours.
Your eyes snap open instantly, gaze locking onto his face. His eyes are screwed shut, mouth dropped open slightly, brows pinched together. Delicious you cant help but think.
His orgasm finally crashes down onto him. Thrusting once, twice, before locking his hips against yours—moans and whimpers leaving him as he spills deep into your poor cunt.
When his own orgasm finally subsides, he relaxes against you. His eyes flutter open, finding yours.
He laughs softly at how fixed your gaze is on his face, leaning forward to press his lips softly against the spot between your eyes.
"You're cute." He whispers, his hand running up and down your side soothingly.
Your heart swells at his words, a smile curling your swollen lips. "I could say the same thing."
He mirrors your smile as he gently lifts his weight off of you.
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I NEED YALL TO PAY ATTENTION BIG TIME THIS YEAR, BECAUSE IF WE LOSE SECTION 230, WE WILL LOOSE OUR RIGHT TO ANONYMITY!! NOW IS THE TIME TO START ACTING AND BEING AWARE!!
Let me explain:
Just before Christmas of 2025, a bunch of senators introduced a bill to repeal Section 230. Section 230 is the section that prevents companies from being liable for content created by its users. It is also the section that helps you stay anonymous online. Getting rid of it sounds like it could be good for taking down big tech but this actually will not help anyone let alone help children. Below is an infographic that explains how repealing it will affect us:
This bill was introduced, it has not gone through committee or Senate or house at all YET. However if it does end up being completely passed by all three and put into law, it could go into law immediately or January 1st 2027. THERE IS A CHANCE THAT LINDSEY GRAHAM OR ANY OTHER SPONSOR OF THIS BILL COULD TRY TO PUSH FOR MORE SUPPORT OR TO PASS IT IN COMITTEE IN FEBUARY. IM NOT SAYING IT WILL HAPPEN BECAUSE THERE ISNT MICH MOVEMENT AS OF NOW, BUT THERE IS A SMALL CHANCE! DO NOT PANIC
NOW IS THE TIME TO ACT HOWEVER!!
This is a bill that could potentially put us into danger of more censorship or surveillance. The Heritage Foundation is in support of this bill as well.
We cannot be quiet about this bill, especially because there are more like it that have potential to be introduced. If you want your right to anonymity and your right to free speech online, y'all need to act right the hell now.
Y'all need to start faxxing your reps and senators, you need to start emailing, calling, mailing, whatever TF, RIGHT NOW!!
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i hope you know that you're doing the best you can, and that's enough. the effort you put into yourself, your life, your healing, that never goes unnoticed. i see you even when you feel overlooked. you are still worthy even when your battles feel too heavy to carry. i see the way you hold things together, even when you feel as if you're doing it all by yourself. when you feel like the world is on your shoulders, i hope you trust that you're never alone. i know it feels like not everyone understands you, what you deal with, or what you go through, but you're much bigger than the challenges you face. you have so much strength within you. i hope you never give up on the life that's meant for you.
HELP ZEINA'S FAMILY - 11 year old in Gaza! @zinaanqar07
My name is Zeina, I am almost 11 years old, and I am the eldest daughter of Ahmed Alanqer. I am writing to you today to ask for your help to save my life, my family, and my future from the horrors of war in Gaza.
Since I was nine, I have lived under the shadow of bombs and constant fear.
The war didn’t just steal my childhood — it took away our home, my school, and the people I loved.
I used to dream of studying medicine, of becoming a doctor, to heal the sick and give them hope.
Now, my only dream is to stay alive.
We have moved from place to place, searching for safety, but there is no safe place here.
We are living in extremely harsh conditions — drinking dirty water and eating whatever little we can find.
Every morning, my father Ahmed goes out searching for food and water. I hug him goodbye not knowing if he’ll come back.
My mother lost her parents, her sisters, and all their children in a single airstrike.
They are still under the rubble, and we didn’t even get to say goodbye.
It has been nearly two years without school, without safety, without a normal life.
I recently returned to school, but even that is no longer a safe place.
I walk there with fear in my heart and come back with worry in my eyes.
Every moment of our lives is surrounded by danger.
All I wish for is to leave with my family to a safe place,
to continue my education in peace, and to achieve my dream of studying medicine and becoming a doctor, to heal pain and plant hope.
I am Zeina — a child, like any other child in the world. I deserve to live, to learn, and to dream.
I humbly ask for your kindness and support. Every donation, no matter how small, brings us closer to hope, to survival, to life.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart to everyone who hears my voice. Your support makes a difference and gives me the strength to keep going.
Please donate, share, and be part of my story —
a story I want to turn from pain… into hope.
" My little sister is dead—this is what you will hear if you do not help save her today, and I write these words to stop that headline becoming our reality tonight, forever alone. I hold my sister through the night, counting her breaths, fearing the silence. Time is slipping away, hope is thin. Please don’t scroll past us—please donate, your donation can turn this fate into life for my sister. If my little sister survives tonight, it will be because someone chose compassion over scrolling. Low funds, limited time, fragile life. Please donate and share now—every small gift could become her tomorrow and save her. "
My name is Zeina, I am almost 11 years old, and I am the eldest daughter of Ahme… Zeina Alanqar needs your support for Help Zeina’s Family E
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sylus neeevvverrr fucks you without going down on you first and making you cum on his tongue
quickie? only if u finish in his mouth
car sex? he’s gonna fit himself on the floor somehow and make it happen till you’re shaking before he pounds u in the backseat
shower sex? he’s pulling your thigh over his shoulder and licking ur clit until ur legs collapse, after that, he’ll take u against the wall since u can’t stand <3 so considerate of him
JOHN PRICE I'm so in love. I saw a post with the headcanon how he gets a boner in situations that aren't sexual but sweet. Like whenever they talk about marriage or moving in together or something like that. I just thought that such a cute thought.
awww i blush me + that old man 4ever đź’‹
YOU AND JOHN Price were standing in the middle of some bustling department store. Walls lined with home decor, faint promises to the future that swelled around you.
John was pressed right to your backside, eyes roaming the bath section curiously, and your mouth parted as you realized a part of him swelled, too.
“John,” you cough out. “Are you hard looking at towels?”
He blinks down at you, head shaking in an accusatory way. “No. Why’d you ask that?”
“I can feel it.”
A taut grin splits his face before he can stop it. “Maybe a bit.”
You go to step away from him, chide him a bit, but his palms find your hips, and he tightens a vice at the fat there. “Don’t move,” he grits. “Please.”
“Fine,” you huff, a snort of insolence passing your lips as you bent down, grabbed a set of black towels, and rocked on your feet to push back into his hips. It sounded like he barked, and he smooths it away with a cough.
“Give you an inch and you take a mile, don’t you, lovie?”
You smile, a juvenile sort of thing painting your face as you toss him the stack of cloth to cover himself while the two of you strolled the aisles.
“Why’d you get hard anyway?” you question. Your gaze zeros in on the candle section before you dart off in that direction.
John’s shoulders shrug as you bring a butterscotch and brandy three wick to his nose. It crinkles. “Too much butter. And I’m not sure.” His tongue should’ve burned in dishonesty.
“You’re a horrible liar, John.” You try a Tahitian coconut next. He hums, so you tuck it between your arms, and glance down each of the end caps of the aisles. The coast was beautifully clear.
Your hand glides down to the underneath of his buckle before you smile. “Jesus, honey, you been popping viagra every time I turn around?”
He chuckles at you, hips pushing into your palm. “No, I just enjoy this. These things—“ he clears his throat. “I want to marry you.”
The palm that teased him changes its course, pinches his cheek instead. “You should. We’d make beautiful, fat babies.”
