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18+ MDNI

Imagine perv!Michael being all needy for you while you two had a sleepover.

Michael woke up before you, noticing his morning wood crept up on him. He couldn’t help but stare at you while you’re asleep. How your breasts almost slipped out of your tiny cami top and your hair being all messy. Michael begins to slightly rub at his cloth beside you, that has became tighter each second.

You unconsciously turn yourself away from Michael, exposing your backside to him… he looks at your legs and the lacy shorts you were wearing.. somehow they were even shorter than Michael imagined, showing a little bit of your ass

Just by staring at your body made him 10x harder. His dark strands of hair stuck to his forehead as he began to sweat. He needed to do something about the issue in his pants…then he thought to himself. His innocent mind quickly turned into something else.

You wouldn’t mind helping him out right? It’s what best friends do anyway. Michael slowly scoots closer to your backside trying not to wake you.. as he presses himself against you.

You felt so warm and soft. Who would’ve thought you trying to enjoy your slumber and this horny boy would try and disturb you. Well he wasn’t, he just reeaally needed to relieve himself before you wake up is all. Nothing more nothing less. He carefully starts to move his hips up and down, covering his mouth as tiny sounds are trying to escape out

He felt so devious.. but the feeling didn’t help him either.

The way you felt on his clothed dick had him craving more but he knew that he didn’t wanna wake you. His mind was going into dark and seclusive places, he imagined himself fucking your breast and releasing all over your delicate face. Or maybe even through your thighs and onto your stomach. His imaginations made him close.. his hips moving slowly but surely to reach that peak.

One more strained thrust got him good, he laid back onto the covers trembling with his eyes shut trying so hard not to moan out loud. A dark and moist spot appeared through his pajama pants which made him feel even more embarrassed.

“I’m so sorry” he mouthed to himself

But he knew he wasn’t.

He quietly got up out of bed to go to the bathroom.

What a good way to start the morning.

imagine how husband!Michael would be like if you were pregnant

He wouldn't let you lay a finger while being home. You try to clean the counter tops? Oh be ready for a lecture from him telling you how it'll affect you and the baby (He just doesn’t want you to overwork yourself)

He loves to spoil you, and make sure you’re well taken care of while you get closer to your due date.

Bought a bunch of books about parenting so he could be the best father ever for your child.

Always makes sure you have snacks and drinks by you at all times. He also remembers all of your crazy and weird food cravings so he can make them for you, even at 2 in the morning.

Loveeess to rub your belly. Anytime, any place.

At night while you two are winding down, he loves to sing softly at your belly and give you soft kisses.

Don't even get me started on the way he'd be going insane about how your body developed during your pregnancy. How your hips got wider and your breasts are more full and plump. God you were even more breathtaking. If being pregnant meant you got to look like this all the time, then he'll gladly make more children with you

Michael Jackson x chubby fem!reader

Contents: no plot/just smut, Michael eating you out, Michael lowkey has a thigh kink (I don’t make the rules), you riding Michael’s face

Word Count: 800+

MDNI

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"I wanna try something"

Michael continues to kiss along your neck, moving up towards the back of your ear.

"mm what baby?" you softly sigh and place your hand behind his neck.

Michael just finished making sweet n slow love to you. Having you as his pillow princess was the best thing he could ask for. Knowing you could just lie there beneath him all pretty while he thrusts into you drove him insane. But his mind went elsewhere that night, a new craving in Michael’s head.

" I want you to sit on my face" He whispers into your ear with a smirk creeping upon his lips.

Your eyes slightly widen at what he said. The thought of Michael eating you out while you sit on top of him, god it turned you on. But also you felt somewhat anxious at his request because you never did something like that before. You didn’t know which feeling should take over.

You looked up at Michael

"Are you sure Michael? What if i'm too heav-"

"I promise you that is the least of my worries mama, i love the way you feel on me.” He interrupts as he looks at you sincerely.

"I'd die a happy man if I got suffocated between these beautiful thighs of yours" He teases as he creeps his fingers up along your legs.

You giggle at his response, a blush beginning to show on your cheeks

"Please baby... I want to make you feel good" Michael says

You hesitated but gave in, your stomach giving you that fluttery feeling all over again. You and Michael switched positions, with him lying on his back sinking slightly into the mattress and you getting on top of him, your knees sit by the sides of his head. Michael looked at your dripping cunt with desire.

"God you look amazing" He groaned while wrapping his hands around your plump thighs to bring you in closer

He instantly fell in love with the way your legs closed him in, forcing him to only focus on your heat. Honestly it made him hard all over again just by being beneath you. His tongue met with your slick folds running it up and down slowly.

You let out soft whimpers with your head tilted back, placing your hands behind you onto his torso.

Circling his tongue on your clit, he engulfed the mixture of your juices and his own saliva. Creating such a slick atmosphere on his mouth and chin had him even more hungry for you.

Michael's hands were all over you. Your hips, your tummy, your ass, anything he could get his hands on. Your body was like a map and he was destined to cover each marking.

"Oh Michael" your moans filled up the room.

Your mind became a blur, all you could think about was the sensation he was giving you. You were trying so hard not to involuntarily close your thighs tighter around him from all the pressure building up in you, but it was very difficult.

A wave of shyness came over thinking you were maybe too close onto Michael, so you eased up a bit, letting him catch his breath.

Knowing Michael, he wasn’t having that.

"mmh mm" he shook his head as he brought you back down onto his mouth and nose

He wanted your full weight on him, chasing for that pleasure of yours and his.

Your breath hitched at his reaction, feeling a more intense motion from Michael’s lips.

"Don't go anywhere baby" he smirks while looking up at you momentarily, then focusing back to the task at hand.

He sped up the proccess of devouring your sweet insides and sticking his tongue in your entrance deeply in and out.

“Ride my face, I’m all yours” he mumbles beneath you, sending vibrations all the way up to your stomach.

Your hips rocked back and forth along Michael’s face, catching a rhythm with his tongue. Your thighs starting to tremble around Michael.

“Fuck baby— I’m close” You whine at the sensation, grinding on him whilst making the bed frame creak. That knot in your stomach becoming tighter each second. It all became too much. It felt way too fucking good.

“Cum in my mouth mama… I’m right here” Michael groans under you.

After a few more sloppy licks from him, he planted his tongue flatly on your surface, it didn’t take long for you to release your sweet cum.

Michael gripped you tightly as he felt you come undone. He continued to slowly lap at your folds riding with your wave all the way through, cleaning you up afterwards.

You sat up on your knees and saw Michael’s flushed face. He looked utterly breathtaking. The way his face was covered in your juices, it looked like he had his own little skincare on.

Your breathing began to come back to normal as you lay beside Michael on the bed.

“You did amazing” Michael props himself on his elbow to give you a kiss. You tasted yourself on his lips.

“We have to do that every time now” he chuckles in between kisses.

“Michael!” You giggle at him.

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cocky!michael jackson x police officer!fem!reader

Contents: You’re a police officer pulling Michael Jackson over as he tries to flirt his way out of a speeding ticket.

Word count: 500+

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You shut the door behind you, red and blue lights flashing upon your skin. Your boots click along the paved asphalt as you start walking towards the cherry red Chevrolet. You wonder who the hell would be driving this fast.

The car looks fairly new, probably some amateur with money.

You look inside to see a curly haired boy with sunglasses

“Do you know why I pulled you over?”

“Uhm maybe because you wanted my number? He replies

“Haha very funny” you fake laugh at the response the man has given you. Clearly not amused by what he said.

“You were going 20 miles over the speed limit, I’m afraid that’s gonna cost ya.”

“How much do you want baby? I got it all” He smirks up at you with his glasses hanging low on his face.

“Let’s keep it professional shall we? License and registration.” You give him a look whilst resting your hands onto your belt.

He takes his glasses off and looks you up and down for a brief second anticipating to see if you would say something the opposite but there was silence.

“Okay, okay” he blurts out

After a minute long of him scrambling through his glovebox that felt like an eternity, he finally grabs his papers and ID and hands them to you.

“Here you go ma’am, don’t look for too long”

You grab his ID and take a look at his name and photo. Looking back to his face he bats his eyes up to you with a smirk on his face.

You scoff at how arrogant he’s being, thinking he can somehow get his way out of this.

You began walking back to your car and do a slight background check on this man checking to see if there’s anything suspicious about him, come to find out he had numerous speeding tickets in the past.

“I knew it.”

“Just a speed demon with money.”

You walk back to the man’s car handing him back his ID

“Mr. Jackson it seems here you’ve been speeding a lot recently…. Do you know why that is?”

“Sometimes I just like to be where I’m going in a timely manner ma’am” he gives you a wink

You scoff again leaning down on his car window to meet his level, Michael still keeping his cool giving you a sweet smile.

“Is this the part where you kiss me?” Michael says in a lower tone, trying to get at you.

You genuinely laugh in his face. You rarely stop people like this. It amazes you how conceited someone can be.

“No more speeding, got that? Or handcuffs is what you’re gonna get.” You say in a softer tone as you hand him the ticket.

“Yes Mrs. Officer” He nods returning the soft gesture

You stare at him for a moment before standing back up and walking to your car, shaking your head with a smirk creeping upon your face.

He pokes his head out of the window to look back at you, then staring at your ass without you catching him.

“I hope she pulls me over everytime” He says under his breath.

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bestfriend!Michael and you would hang out by his family pool in Hayvenhurst. His family went out on a weekend vacation so the two of you had the whole house to yourselves.

bestfriend!Michael wouldn’t mind helping you put your sunscreen on outside, rubbing the lotion up along your back, making sure he doesn’t miss a spot.

bestfriend!Michael would be all giddy with you and chase you by the pool, wrapping his arms around your torso and jumping into the water with you.

bestfriend!Michael would tease you about being dramatic because you got your hair wet. He wouldn't say it out loud but he found it cute when your hair is dripping all over with water.

bestfriend!Michael would love to play mermaids with you in the pool, he'd even challange you to see which one of you could hold your breath the longest underwater. Knowing Michael, he'd always win since he's so skilled learning from his older brothers.

bestfriend!Michael would enjoy you just being in his presence while both of you lay on the lawn chairs. He'd tell you about new ideas for songs. He'd even have his lil notebook with him, scribbling random sayings and mumbling to himself.

bestfriend!Michael and you would stay out till sundown talking about anything and everything, ending the day with big bowls of ice cream and watching movies.

Imagine werewolf!Michael Jackson chasing you in the woods

Knowing how this all started he always gave you a head start in this little game.

You ran as fast as you could as the moonlight shines bright above you. Little giggles escaping you as you can basically feel him getting closer.

The adrenaline was there alright, but 10x more extreme than anything else.

You hear his hurried footsteps ravaging through the dirt and some grunts as he catches up to you.

When he finally gets to you he pins you onto the ground, not painfully but possessively.

Your arms beside your head as he leans down closer to your face. A guttural sound comes from his throat as he snarls at you.

His frame being way larger than yours making you feel small underneath him.

Now this would frighten anyone to death, but to you? It turned you on.

“Where’s my girl going hm?”

xx

pre-Off The Wall! Michael Jackson x reader

Summary: A fun night with your best friend Michael at the roller rink leads into a first kiss.

Contents: lots of fluff, kissing, humor, slight praise if you reallllyy squint, Michael being nervous, Michael gaining confidence, reader being clumsy, best friends

Word Count: 1.1k

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Michael invited you to hang out with him tonight, just to have some fun with no worries.

"I-I don't think I can do this Michael.." Your breath shaky as you hold onto your best friend's arm

Michael chuckles lightly at your nervousness

"Just follow my league okay? I'll be right beside you" Michael says as he guides you to the skating floor.

The feeling in the air at the roller rink was immaculate. Everyone is having a good time skating, dancing, and smiling.

What he didn't know is that skating would be so hard for you.

But he genuinely found it cute.

The moment you two stepped out on the floor, your legs felt like jelly

"Mikey this was a bad idea.." Your grip on Michael’s forearm became slightly tighter

“Don’t worry, I’m right here I won’t let you fall”

Michael held onto you as he began to slowly skate along the sides by the railings with you.

"Just one push after another, look at my skates"

You watch as his skates move from side to side gliding along the smooth rink, and you try to mimic his movements.

"See? You're doing just fine Y/N"

The music playing through the speakers helped you kind of ease your nerves

You started to feel more comfortable skating once you got the hang of it

“Look at you, you’re a natural” Michael smiles at you while he watches you skate beside him

As the energy in the room is empowered by euphoria, you tend to gain some confidence and let go of Michael's arm

You’re able to skate on your own now

Just before you thought everything was going well and singing along to the music with Michael, a group of kids come rushing between the two of you skating faster than should be intended.

This causes you to lose your balance and stumble on your backside

Embarrassment rushes through you as you feel the pain on your butt

Michael stops briefly to lend you a hand

"Are you okay? Those kids were going pretty fast" He glares briefly at the kids who are skating away and giggling, before looking back at you

"Yeah I'm okay Mikey" You began rubbing your back a little as you grab his hand standing yourself back up

"Since they're kids I'll give them a pass" You say to Michael

The two of you burst out with laughter.

After you two go around a generous amount of times, singing every song, and more silly slip ups here and there, both of you decide to leave.

As you and Michael are giggling while walking outside of the skating rink the two of you sit on a bench, enjoying the cool breeze and the beautiful night sky.

"Today was fun" You say softly as you look up at the sky.

“Yeah, it was” Michael replies whilst also looking up above.

There was a brief moment of comfortable silence

“I love spending time with you Y/N, you make me feel like I can be myself, naturally." Michael speaks in a softer tone.

You look at Michael with adoration and smile at him

"I feel the same way when I'm around you too"

Michael looks back at you and smiles, he took a moment to take you in. The way you looked under the moonlight, that pretty pink outfit you had on, and the light blush that showed out on your face. He couldn't help but admire you.

This caused you to shyly laugh a little

"Is there something on my face?" You questioned him

Michael snapped out of it quickly

“Oh n-no! I’m sorry it’s just..”

This new feeling was like a strong wave that clashed over him, his face started to become hot just by staring at you in close proximity.

Michael hesitated, but needed to blurt out what has been cooped up in his head.

“You just look really pretty tonight Y/N..”

A slight blush crept up upon your cheeks, and no it was not the makeup this time.

“Thank you” you replied bashfully

Michael looked down at your velvety lips for a brief second. Then back up at your eyes

You and Michael looked at each other deeply, anticipating, waiting for either of you to say something.

But there was silence

You two were lost in each other

Michael scooted a little closer to you, his breath a little shaky

“Michael..” you said just above a whisper, only he could hear that soft and silky voice of yours.

With the little boost of confidence Michael was granted out of nowhere, he let out another shaky breath before leaning in to brush his lips against yours.

This was his first time ever doing something like this, but it occurred so naturally with you, like it was meant to happen.

You kissed him back, putting one of your hands on the side of his cheek

A small, high pitched sound came from Michael's throat as he deepened the kiss

It was slow, pure, and sweet.

You two pulled back from each other as Michael lays his forehead onto yours, the two of you couldn’t help but be breathless after what just happened

You smiled while looking into his gentle eyes

Michael nervously laughed

“I can’t believe I just did that”

He looks down at the floor smiling sheepishly hoping you don’t see the crimson hue developing on his face

Knowing how Michael was, the shy little kid you knew had grown up, with somewhat more confidence than he had before.

"You should do that more often" You say as you laugh sweetly

Michael chuckles at your reply, rubbing the back of his neck.

Who knows what this first kiss might turn into later on

sorry if the request is long…😓

Prof. Michael - Part One

professor mature!Michael x professor fem!Reader

Summary: As you’re a new professor teaching at the university, you’ve created a bond with Mr. Jackson

A/N: Thank you for this request anon <3 I had fun writing this. This will probably have 2 or 3 parts so stay tuned for those!

Word Count: 1.3k

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Today was like any other day, Michael was teaching his last lecture of the day about the new piece of music his class had to learn. After the bell rang and everyone left, and the room became still again, quietness filled up the surroundings. Michael was finishing up replying to emails and whatnot before briefly organizing his desk to look nice for tomorrow. He suddenly heard someone knocking at the door before it creaked open.

You’re standing in the doorway looking at Michael, his first thought was that you’re new student who was lost.

A smile appears on the your face as you step into the classroom

“Hello, don’t mind me I just wanted to introduce myself, I’m Ms. L/N. I’m one of the new history professors. I live right across the hall from you.” You say

His eyes widened a little, surprised because you looked young to be a professor.

“It’s nice to meet you Ms. L/N, I’m Mr. Jackson.” He returns the soft gesture.

“Welcome to our lovely school” he says almost sarcastically. “Oh and I teach music if you didn’t know by now”

You smile at him, whilst noticing a pen on his desk. It was shaped as a bow used for violins. It must be his favorite instrument.

“I can tell” you softly chuckle

By the looks of it his classroom gave a warm feeling. A few posters of sheet music here and there, and some musical instruments placed nicely in the back of the room, big and small. It felt really welcoming in there.

Michael noticed you staring and he started to fiddle with the pen, he chuckled to himself. Looking back at you

“If you need any help with anything or need directions don’t be afraid to ask, I’m always willing to help out” Michael said in a soothing tone.

“Well thank you Mr. Jackson, have a good rest of your afternoon” you softly smile.

“You too now”

You felt a wave of relief, he was being so nice to you. Knowing you were new and all.

The next couple of weeks have been good for you. You've gotten settled in pretty easily with your coworkers and your students. Everyone seemed to be very welcoming. One person in particular who seemed to be most welcoming was Mr. Jackson. To you, he was always a big help.

One day, there was a time you went into his classroom to ask him a question.

You knock on the door. Michael peeps his head out from his computer to see you standing outside of his door. "Uh class continue to practice the piece for just a moment” He says as he walks to open the door and greeted with a cheeky smile.

"Hey Mr. Jackson sorry to disturb, but do you mind if I borrow your stapler? I can't seem to find mine" You say to him.

"Oh of course, let me grab it for you" Michael walks away to grab his stapler from his desk, the stapler had little music symbols all around it.

"Here you go, is there anything thing else you need? Maybe some copy paper or pens? I got it all." Michael questions as he puts his hands in the pockets of his slacks.

"I think that's it, for now. But thank you Mr. Jackson"

'For now' , that part radiated in his head. Does that mean you'll be back for more? Maybe he's just overthinking.

Michael nods as he watches you leave, peeking a little bit down the hall before returning to his class.

Conversations between you and Michael always seemed lighthearted. In the mornings you'd go in the teacher's lounge making your coffee with Michael as he'd talk about anything to you.

"So, is light roast your favorite coffee? I see you always drink it" He stands by you while you wait by the coffee maker.

"Oh yeah definitely, dark roast is too strong for me." You chuckle

He nods as the coffee scent fills up the room.

Next day he'd have an extra coffee in his hand walking in the halls always going towards your classroom.

"Hello Ms. L/N, somehow I bought myself an extra coffee, did you want it?" His voice was a little quieter.

While you were writing something on the whiteboard, you turn around to see him. "How sweet of you Mr. Jackson, I'll gladly take it" you say smiling. He comes to your desk and hands it to you, fingertips breifly touching.

"And you can just call me Michael when its just us" He says gently

"Okay Michael, then that means you can call me Y/N" you reply in a sweet tone.

A smile appears on his face.

This would turn into you two talking for at least 30 minutes before class would start.

After that, at least once a week it was a routine for him to bring you a coffee. You told him that he didn't have to do it, but he insisted. In your mind you thought he was just extemely nice, maybe this was just Michael being Michael.

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You walked down the isle full of shelves, you were looking for some textbooks to use in your class. As you spotted the certain ones, you noticed it was on a very high shelf.

You reached up to grab the textbook, but the shelf was too high up to reach. You didn't give up though, you stood on your tip toes but still not enough. You finally started to jump a little to try and reach hoping no one saw you doing this right now, but it was still too high.

"Here, let me help you" A voice heard behind you

A large hand crept up behind your back and it felt very light, almost like a feather. Michael came behind you and reached above to grab the textbook. You frozed, then looked up at him.

"Thank you, you could see me struggling about to climb that shelf" You weakly laughed. The distance between you two was awfully close. You could smell his faint cologne on him.

He chuckles softly

"That's why you got me" The words slipped out his mouth without him noticing.

He clears his throat before looking at the books.

"I- mean I just happened to see you so why not help right?" He nervously laughs

"haha right" you laugh with him before a brief moment of silence.

Michael hands you the book, his fingers lingered on yours for a second.

You grab the textbook giving him the soft gesture before walking away. Michael stands still watching before you disappear around the corner.

Another co worker looked down the isle and saw what happened. A smirk creeping upon their face.

"I know that look"