Can we just have some quick and dirty sub!michael handcanons?

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Written as a female reader, but I can always redo it with a male reader, if you like!

• Michael has a praise kink unlike any other
• He constantly wants to be told he’s doing a good job, that he’s a good boy
• He loves to intentionally tease and break rules, knowing that they’ll result in punishment
• Whipping is an absolute must
• After coming back from a long day of interviews at Outpost Three, he immediately drops his dom persona and crawls over to sit in front of you, placing his head on your lap
• It’s not necessarily meant to be a sexual thing (at first) but after you’ve comforted him, ran your fingers through his hair and gently caressed his back, giving him the love he deserves, you revert back into your dom persona
• You grab him by his hair and pull him to his knees, muffling his moan with the press of your hand to his mouth.
• You tell him to stay on his knees for you, settling your heel in the junction between his shoulder and his neck to hold him there
• You lead him between your thighs, where you won’t let him up until he gets you off
• He’s whining, desperate, shifting uncomfortably beneath you
• You ask him if he wants to come, and all he can do is moan
• You rise up  from the bed and help him up as well, pushing him down onto the mattress so you can climb astride his hips
• You remind him that this isn’t about him; that he’ll get his own release when you decide he’s ready
• He’s shaky and sweaty, overstimulated already
• You ride his thigh, his lap; anything to draw him closer to the edge that you’re not ready to give him yet
• You finally remove your clothing and lower yourself onto him, riding him mercilessly
• He begins to cry out in broken pants, begging you to give him what you want
• You take your own release, and then leave him there, panting and sweaty and so, so close
• You watch the changes in his body, the way his chest flushes and his breathes come in broken gasps, his cock red and leaking
• Finally you pull out the strap on, and his eyes grow wide; despite playing the dom all day with the other members of the outpost; this is what he lives for
• You fuck him with your fingers first, savoring all the moans and groans and every fuck and please that pass through his lips
• When you get to the point where you need the strap, he’s leaking everywhere, drenched in sweat, shaking from the over stimulation
• You fuck him nice and slow, watching the tears seep out of his eyes, smearing his red eye shadow 
• When you sense that his release is near, you lean down and whisper “what a good boy” in his ear, gently nibbling his earlobe
• He comes with a sharp cry, his hands gripping tightly to your hips, burying his nose in your neck
• You clean him up afterwards, tuck him into bed beside you, and remind him that he belongs to you and no one else