((((( this is exactly what i wrote for my michael x gallant piece ))))) but this is so true. he comes so undone around you, just dropping any hint of aggression or coldness. i love it.
he would put his hand on her thigh one day without realizing and would quickly pull his hand away in fear of crossing a line but she would just grab his it and put it right back, telling him its okay.
Warnings: mention of physical bullying, swearing, fluff
REQUESTED BY – ANON
“ You should write ab daddy Michael and his son coming home with a black eye and him going bat shit crazy on the lil shit who punched his kid. ”
A/N – sorry for the long wait to the anon who requested it! Hope ya’ll enjoy this little imagine tho… Michael would be the most supportive & most protective Dad, fight me… Sorry for the random ass name also HAHAHA
Your’s & Michael’s son arrives home from school looking glum, seeming more distant.
You both notice that since he’d returned his head has remained down the entire time, trying best to avoid looking at you both directly.
Michael, now concerned, looks over from you, back to your son, who tries to rush to his room, before Michael stops him.
“Y/S/N, what’s wrong?… Look at me when I’m speaking to you-”
As Michael kneels over, his hand raising your son’s chin up, did his entire demeanor change in that split second.
A black eye.
“Who the fuck did this?-”
“Michael” You intervene, trying to get him to avoid all the swearing and raging in front of your son, though you knew better.
Looking down at him you could see his flushed cheeks and tousled hair. You had your fingers threaded in his hair. Initially, you had been afraid of pulling too tight. You didn’t wanna hurt him or make him thing he was doing something wrong.
“Keep going, sweet boy,” you sighed as he moaned against you, gripping your thighs tighter. He brought his hand down on your ass, knowing how much you loved the sting of his rings on your skin.
He gave your center a firm lick before looking up at you, face wet with your arousal. He was seeking your validation, “Does it feel good?” He asked, looking up with wide eyes. He so desperately wanted your approval.
“Yes,” you moaned, lowering yourself on his face, “Don’t stop until I say,”
He nodded against you, whimpering when you pulled his hair to redirect his attentions. All he wanted was for you to pet his hair and tell him how good he was for you. But he knew he had to earn it and with the way he was suckling at your clit and gripping your thighs to move against his face, you knew he was desperate to hear you praise him.
TRUE, but night time is when y’all get super nasty 😂
Um, I’d love to fuck Michael and shut his smart ass mouth. Imagine his face screw up in his pleasure as you’re thrusting into his beautiful ass. I’d smack it, hard. Get him on his knees and wrap his long hair around my fist, watch his ring covered fingers clench the bed sheets. That’s my damn dream.
He wants it, he’s hungry for it, but only if he trusts you.
Kyle? He’d be down for whatever you want. (Where is he, btw?)
UGH YESSSS. this boy loves to be touched and is so touchy in return. the amount of times he would just rest his head on your lap while watching movies or something and then falling asleep and burying his face into your stomach or thighs. cute ):
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