ow…… that hurt. his bf would embrace him and always show michael how much he loved him and eventually michael would pick up on the little, easier ways to show affection and would grow more comfortable with it over time, his bf always being there to help him ):
everytime him and his bf would get in bed, cuddling and holding each other closer, they would inevitably be separated by the kitten who would always nuzzle it’s way between the two men and michael thought it was too cute to stop
Losing your virginity to current Michael, includes :
He senses your purity, the way your blood smells clean, body so reactive to just his mere presence. You don’t know what you’re missing, yet you desire more than just a fuck.
He loves teasing you, getting you ready for the main event. You get so soaked that he almost cannot believe you’re real.
Fingering you for the first time gets him harder than he’s ever been. Watching you spread your legs, pushing you open for the first time. You’re swollen and glistening. You tremble beneath him and this is fear he relishes in, not to humiliate you, but to treasure.
The first time he tastes you is one you’ll never forget. His ringed hands are holding your breasts, fingers stroking your nipples, head buried between your thighs, tongue wet and hot, plump lips sucking, long hair spread out over you, a curtain.
He has to assure you it’s okay. You’re emotional, needy, clingy. He has to be careful with you. Giving this to him is sacred, cheesy as that sounds. He wants to make sure you’re never going to forget.
Foreplay is extended, your body kissed and stroked by him, no inch untouched. You’re so wet and worked up that he might not stay inside you.
Settles next to you the first time he explores and tastes your body, watching your reaction.
Doesn’t expect you to jerk or suck him, this is about you.
You shake as his body is revealed to you, touching slowly, breaths coming out uneven when he hovers over you.
Wherever you both fall into it, he starts slow. It hurts. You have to squeeze his shoulders, legs dropped open, nose mashed against his, trying to breathe. He swipes your tears away.
He has to reign himself in. You’re tight, warm, made for him.
You look down to watch him push into you, both of you then connecting eye contact.
After it happens you brush his long hair off his forehead. He nuzzles into your breast.
It’s enchanting to you, watching his deep blue eyes focus, lips swollen, body flexing and hot with perspiration, hips and ass thrusting, skin sliding on skin. He’s beautiful, this is really happening with him.
You’re both overwhelmed. He holds you close, even though he’s sworn he’s not getting caught up in this type of intimacy, not past carnal pleasures.
You encourage him to go harder, welcoming the closeness, the pain.
the idea of him just trying to bite back a smile and shaking his head at his boyfriend is just such a wonderful thought,,, that boy will always be soft underneath
He wouldn’t hurt you unless you wanted him to. And if he did by accident? He’d care for you with so much compassion. He’d have tears in his eyes, afraid he’s gone too far, afraid he will lose you.
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