Aftersex pancakes? :D?

[familylovehim]

Michael woke up.. feeling very warm. Which was strange because he was still in New York, wasn't he? Looking around for the offending object that had woken him, he snatched his phone off the table and flipped it open to shut it up. But it wasn't a call. I was like, 8 trillion text messages from his brother GOB. Rolling his eyes, he put the phone on silent, double-checking to make sure George Michael hadn't called.

And that's when everything from the previous night came back to him, all at once. He couldn't help the smile that came over his face as he laid in her bed and stared at the ceiling. He had a conference today but not for a few hours yet. And they weren't even important meetings -- he had come out here in the Michael-version of a vacation, after all.

Upon further inspection, he realized he was alone in bed, and he could hear the shower running. Begrudgingly, he decided to get up and find something useful to do.

He pulled on his slacks and padded off to the kitchen in search of some breakfast. Some investigation yielded a box of pancake mix and some eggs. Shrugging, he set to work.

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[isdisarming.livejournal.com]

"I wanted to kiss you, do I have to have a reason to?" At that she did smile, already pushing him lightly back toward the bed.

Looking up into his eyes, she paused when they were at the foot of the bed. "I was worried that you were regretting last night, that you realized what you said and . . ." A bare shoulder shrug dislodged her towel a bit that was already barely holding on to her slender frame.

Without make up, in the sun, she looked a lot younger then she actually was. In the morning, without a shower, he had that disheveled look, handsome and boyish all at the same time. She loved it. "Just Alice, that's all I am."

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Michael blinked a few times. Wasn't he the one that was supposed to beg the beautiful woman to stay? The tables were all turned around and it made his eyes hurt.

"Regret it?" he asked sharply, hand on the side of her neck -- oblivious to her apparent nakedness. "How could I regret it?"

His frown deepened as he opened her mouth for another kiss, loving how pliant and warm her lips were beneath his.

"Well, Just Alice... What do you have in store for the next two-hours-and-however-long-it-takes-for-my-son-to-find-my-car?" He punctuated by kissing the side of her face, slowly making it back to her lips again.

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Shaking her head she dropped her gaze, feeling pretty foolish and insecure, questioning him like that. But how was she to know? People lied, people used other people, and she saw that first hand.

"I don't know. Maybe you realized I was trouble." The corners of her mouth twitched up into a smile as she let him kiss over her face to her lips. Groaning a little she opened her mouth to him, her tongue flicking out to taste him and the breakfast he just ate.

Oh, she had lots of ideas, and instead of telling him, she was more interested in showing him. Her fingers started to undo his fly, the palm of her hand moving over his crotch.

[4theloveofbluth.livejournal.com]

He gasped in surprise, his hips twitching to meet her hand as his gaze traveled lower. He saw the angry bruises marbling her flesh, standing stark against pale skin.

"I'm sorry," he said, his words sincere as he brushed his fingertips over one bruised hip. They looked so bad...

[isdisarming.livejournal.com]

Following his gaze down to her own hips she grinned at the bruises and shrugged a bit. "Why? I like them, I think they are sexy, and plus, they remind me of you."

They did stand out against her skin, and she knew she would have to use a lot of concealer to cover them up for work. It didn't matter, no one would notice anyway. Her fingers slowly inched his fly down as she looked back up at him, her fingers slipping into his pants.

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Michael ran his fingers through her hair, still amazed to be here. Shocked that her image hadn't crumbled with the rising sun. He wondered briefly if she'd want to meet George Michael before they went back to Newport News, but all thought was cast away as a thin wrist brushed his cock. It twitched cooperatively in response.

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She made a pleased sound in the back of her throat as his cock twitched to life. Her fingers wrapped around him as she started to stroke him slowly, dark gaze still fixed happily on his face. Surrounded by sex all day had made her numb to her own needs, but with him here . . . everything had changed.

"Would you like to give me some more?" She was speaking of course of the bruises. How did he manage to drive her this crazy? Maybe she was losing her mind.

[4theloveofbluth.livejournal.com]

Michael groaned deep in his throat, using his leverage to press their foreheads together.

"I'd rather not," he answered honestly, not wanting to hurt her. "Don't they hurt?"

[isdisarming.livejournal.com]

"If I didn't want it, if it hurt too bad I wouldn't ask for it." Pushing her tiny body up against his, she forced him back on to the bed.

"You are sweet Michael." Bowing her head she kissed right blow his navel, teeth brushing over the warm skin.

[4theloveofbluth.livejournal.com]

Michael was so incredibly blown away by how this tiny woman could overpower him so easily, though if he thought about it he had never been one for physical competition.. and it wasn't as if he was exactly fighting her, after all.

"You say that now.." he snarked, losing the rest of his momentum as his stomach muscles jumped. He could feel himself hardening at the simple action.

Biting his lip, he took her arm in a punishing grip. Now that he was sober it was so hard to fathom marking such flawless flesh... but Michael also knew he'd do anything Just Alice wanted.

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The more he hardened, the more she kissed, her fingers sliding up his length to play with his head. Rubbing at the silky tip, smearing the pre-come around over the ridged flesh. The heat making her groan against his belly, as her tongue ventured out to taste him.

She stopped when he grabbed her arm, her head lifted and she looked at him with wide, brown eyes. Her heart was racing as she felt his powerful grip, wondering what he was going to do with her. The thought of him throwing her down on the bed and having his way with her, was thrilling, and she wondered idly if he had it in him.

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And there they were, at a stalemate. What could he do?

With wide eyes, he yanked her up by the arm for a kiss. A biting, punishing, breathless kiss. His lips were already bleeding again, he was sure.

"I need some direction here," he said honestly, fingers resting over the impressions from the night before as her near-weightlessness settled on top of him.

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She practically crashed into his chest and lips, she could feel her teeth cut into the already sensitive flesh. Oh, heaven. Pulling back from the kiss, she righted herself, straddling his hips as she looked down at him.

"No hitting, no breaking the skin, and nothing on my face or neck. If it hurts, or you start doing something wrong, I'll let you know, I'll tell you to stop." It was interesting coming up with rules for the bed room, she should have been use to them by now.

"Take what you want, Michael. Tell me what you want me to do. You want me to suck your cock, tell me. You want to fuck me, just do it." Her voice was soft, breathless as she bowed her head for another hard kiss.

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This was the first time... he had ever done anything like this. Why would he hit her? Panic started to settle into his stomach at her words, but he found himself nodding. He could do this. He could!

...Maybe.

Right now though, he could kiss her. The way she kissed... god, it reminded him of a parana. And yet, he wasn't dissuaded by it. He started to understand how she could walk in, knowing she would be battered, but the pain did something extra... honed the senses to the other person.

It was.. well, it was really pretty neat.