𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜~𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐫

random scene pt 1

01/23/22
Part 1 of my very random $ex scene...? Lmao, at least my writing was pretty 😂

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this chapter is very mature and should be read with discretion ;) ngl it's *whispers* s m u t...

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max's heartbeat is practically rupturing her chest as she stands there, letting mike brush her neck with his lips. mike is so close that she can feel the heat from his breath on her skin.

his kiss felt so...good. it was gentle but passionate, so smooth on her mouth. he tasted like caramel with a hint of nicotine-laced smoke from the cigarettes that he always seemed to have but never actually used.

"just for show." he always said.

maxine can barely keep her eyes open, the heat from his lips making her shiver.

"max. you have goosebumps." michael says with a smile in his voice.

she lets out an airy laugh, quietly grinning at him. before she can recover from her first round of chills, he starts to kiss down her shoulders, covering her bumpy arms with light pecks.

the red haired girl sighs quietly, the desirous feeling racing through her body as mike fiddles with her sleeve.

their eyes meet, the breaths coming out of their slightly open mouths seem to be in slow motion. wheeler continues to finger the dark dyed fabric, studying her gaze and asking her to say yes.

max reaches up very slowly, placing her hand on top of his. with an intense glance at his pink lips, she slides the sleeve off of her shoulder.

mike immediately turns to her other arm, pulling the dress sleeves down to her wrists and making her bare skin more accessible.

with glowing eyes meeting again, the curly haired boy reaches for her face and pulls her into him. their lips move together, this time harder, deeper.

max can feel mike's tongue searching her mouth, memorizing it like he's scared to never experience her passion again. they dance together, in a harmony of young love and desire. he bites her lower lip and caresses every part of her face. she lets out a loud moan, her tone pulsing with desire.

mike slides his fingers to her back, messing with the zipper on the rear of the beautifully made garment. his spindly hands reach beyond the borders of the stitches, feeling every inch of her body all with butterflies circling his stomach. soon max's form is showing, only covered by her undergarments with the dress now adorning the floor. rays of moonlight peer through the curtain, illuminating her figure.

he pauses to admire her body for a moment. she doesn't feel insecure though his eyes are searching, studying. his mouth is slightly open and a look of awe is plastered onto his cheeks.

she smirks as he exhales, almost as though he had been holding it in.

"wow..."

the red haired girl inches closer, mike's eyes following her every move like he doesn't want to miss a second. soon her hands are in his hair and their tongues are tangled again.

max stops kissing him for a moment to unbutton his black shirt, fumbling with the fabric.

"having trouble?" michael laughs lightly as she struggles to take his shirt off.

"shut up, wheeler." she whispers, letting go of the buttons and setting her hands on his sturdy shoulders.

pushing him backwards, towards her bed, he falls with a sensual smirk and a light bounce. mayfield inches closer, letting her bra straps fall over her shoulders. mike's eyes go wide and he clenches his fists as he looks her up and down.

he pauses, looking into her eyes for the 'okay'. it's like he's hedging his will power until she makes the next move.

maxine takes his hands and places them upon her shoulders, nodding for him to finish.

he quickly unstraps her top and continues to kiss her neck and collarbones as she finally takes off his shirt.

crawling on top of him, max removes the rest of his clothes, kissing his chest as she slides further onto him.

michael leans on her, savoring the warmth, as she grinds into him, his hot kisses getting lower and lower...

...and all while they make love under the full moon, the record player skips in an unknown rhythm.

♬ ♩ ♪ ♩ ♪ ♩ ♬

"mike?" max's small voice can be heard just above the hum of the crickets outside as she lays against michael wheeler's chest.

"yes?"

max can't help but smile that he's awake too. maybe he's thinking about the same thing that's keeping her up.

she repositions her face so that she can see him more clearly. the moon's light is surprisingly bright for early summer and she can almost make out all of his features.

he's smiling gently at her, his thumb unknowingly rubbing her shoulder.

"why..." a wave of nerves practically knocks the wind out of her and the ginger stops herself from continuing, "um...never mind." she places her head back onto his chest and moves closer to him.

mike begins to sit up, a concerned expression on his face, "you okay?"

max sits up as well, pulling the sheets over her exposed skin and looks towards the boy she is falling for.

"um. i just...it's stupid really."

mike immediately acts to comfort her and reaches his hand out to caress her face, "i'm sure whatever you're thinking is anything but stupid." he kisses her forehead lovingly and leans back down, "max, you don't have to talk about it right now." he gives her a small smile, "it's okay."

max nods