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Greedy – Michael Langdon x Reader (nsfw)

my first sub!michael blurb for ya. kind of noncon but you’ll see how its also not. based off of this anon. hawthorne aged michael.

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Michael awoke from his own moans, blushing deeply when his eyes fluttered open and he realized he had been dreaming. His body still felt electric, his chest rising and falling unevenly and he could feel that tension in his stomach. Huffing into his pillow, he buried his face into the plush fabric as he sleepily rutted his hips down into the mattress, a whimper coming from the back of his throat.

Gripping the sheets in his fist, he helplessly rolled his hips against the bed for some kind of relief, still in a dreamy daze. The springs of the mattress quietly squeaked, making him blush because he knew he could wake you up. You slept next to him in a deep sleep that was typically hard to pull you out of.

He could only take so much of the friction from the mattress before he lifted his hips, biting down on his lip to silence a desperate moan. He was so close to his orgasm but he felt embarrassed that it only took a few thrusts against the mattress for him to get off.

Pulling his face from his pillow, he looked over at your peaceful state. He knew that you would take care of him if you were awake but he felt so guilty making you lose sleep at such an ungodly hour. His mind replayed the images of his dream where his face was buried between your thighs and you whispered gentle praises that made his cheeks warm up just thinking about. He couldn’t stop himself from scooting closer to you, easing the blankets off of you. You shifted in your sleep at the cool air, letting out a long sigh and Michael could feel it go straight to his leaking cock. Pulling away the blanket, he was met with the view of your soft skin only covered by your underwear and a shirt that was pushed up to your chest.

Just looking at you made him whimper from his painfully hard erection. He had never had a dream like the one that woke him up before and he was desperate to touch you. The thought of all of the times you had let him fall asleep, still inside you, or you had woken him up with kisses up his thighs made him squirm. He let out a shaky breath before climbing between your legs, his hands guiding your thighs apart and his breath got hitched in his throat at the sight.

His mouth was watering already and his hands were shaky as he gently guided your underwear down your thighs, fumbling to pull them off and he tossed them to the other side of the bed. Laying down, he rested his head on your thigh and his eyes flicked between your sleeping face and the one place where he wanted to taste the most. Dipping his fingertip into his mouth, he pulled it out and gently circled your clit. He watched as you tried to close your thighs in your sleep, catching them with his hands and holding them open.

He pressed a kiss to your soft thigh before nosing at your clit, deeply inhaling the scent he literally dreamt of. Fighting the urge to roll his hips into the mattress, his eyes watered at the painful suppression of his orgasm. Finally giving in, his mouth met your core and he ran his tongue through your warm folds. His eyes fluttered closed at the feeling of you on his tongue, beginning to slowly lap of you. He could feel you shifting below him but the thought of getting caught between your legs like this started to make him feel warm and excited.

It only took a minute for him to taste your reaction on his tongue, blushing happily that your body wanted him no matter what. Pulling away from your wet core, he glanced up to see that you were still sleeping soundly. Squirming against the bed as he licked his lips, he was reminded of his cock that was desperate to feel you. He reached down, clumsily pulling off his boxers and whining when the cool air hit his hot skin.

He sheepishly spat into his hand, reaching down and coating his cock, his teeth sinking into his lip as he tried to hold back moans. Breathing heavily and his body beginning to shake, he moved further up your body. Dropping his head down onto your shoulder, his arms weakly held him above you as his tip pressed against your entrance.

At just that contact, his vision was already going blotchy and he felt as if all the breath had been stolen from his lungs. His hips greedily pressed into you, his cock fully pushing into your warmth. His jaw was slack and he sputtered out moans, all of the anticipation making it feel like it was the first time he had been surrounded by you. He didn’t have the strength to hold himself up anymore, his body laying on top of yours and his head burying into your neck.

The weight of his body and the stretch between your legs started to pull you from your sleep. It wasn’t until Michael rolled his hips into you with a whimper that you gained consciousness. Eyes sleepily opening, you reached up and pushed his blonde waves off of your face. Clearing the sleep from your throat, you softly hummed at the feeling of your boy filling you up. His body froze as he heard you and he pulled his head back from your neck, a nervous, shocked look in his teary eyes.

“I-I,” he whimpered but you finished his sentence for him.

“Could wait for me to be awake so you just greedily buried your cock in me?” you said lowly and teasingly. There was no malice in your voice and you reached up, brushing his hair off of his sweaty forehead to make sure he knew you were only teasing.

His face became coated in that pretty pink color that you loved on him and you wrapped your legs around his hips, making him fill you up completely. Moans fell from both of your lips at the same time and you could feel him already twitching inside you. Letting your eyes sleepily close, you kept your legs hooked around him but let him do the work.

He buried his face into your neck again, whimpering against your skin as he rocked his hips into yours. You let out soft pants every time he hit that spot deep in you, your hand slipping into his hair as you began to coax him to the edge.

“Cum for me, baby boy,” you whispered, his moans just mere squeaks now and his body trembled from the pleasure taking over every inch of him. “You’re doing so good.”

Your words were enough for him, one last weak thrust of his hips and you felt him spilling into you, a long whine stringing from his lips. It was like music to your ears. His hips stayed pressed into yours and he moaned weak “unh”s against your neck, his orgasm making him lose any sense of his shaking body as he put all of his weight on you.

You dropped your legs from around his waist, kissing the side of his head as he slowly came to, his body relaxing from all of the tension. He just nuzzled into your neck more, his hot skin fanning over you and you kept threading your fingers through his hair.

The sun hadn’t even come up yet and you could already feel sleep pulling you back in, your eyes heavy. Michael squirmed around on top of you and you reached down with your free hand, pressing on his lower back.

“Mm, be still baby,” you yawned, turning your face to bury into his hair. The feeling of him still filling you up made your body feel warm and you relished in it. You both always slept well when you were close like this.

Michael mumbled a sleepy “thank you” against your neck and you wrapped your arm around him in response, easily dosing back into another deep sleep.

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