Ahahaha I totally started a first-person het fic when I was in the deepest throes of my Michael thirst! :x

Michael was pink-cheeked, overheated, a little sweaty with his hair sticking at his temples, already this hot and eager just from getting a taste of me. His green eyes stood out bright with need, pupils dilated, such a pretty picture I couldn’t help myself, shifting my hips up to feel his mouth back where I wanted it, reaching down to curl my fingers around the back of his head, smashing his face back against my cunt so I could work myself against his open, willing mouth. I liked to come first, and second, and last with Michael, liked him to fuck me when I was as wet as I could get, after I’d come on his tongue once or twice, liked him dying for it, desperately thankful when I finally touched his cock. 

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