MASTERLIST

expliclit5sos:

expliclit5sos:

Hi guys! So I took down my masterlist for a while and a lot of you have been asking where it’s been. Well, I took it down because I have been editing it, but I kinda gave up..

You will notice a lot of my LUKE posts are gone, but I promise I will try to get most of it back up!

Anyways, you all know the drill.. EVERYTHING IS SMUT unless stated :-)

Luke;

Calum;

Michael;

Ashton;

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I Missed You // Michael Clifford - Daddy Kink

expliclit5sos:

I’m procrastinating on writing 7MOW bc idk how I really want to play that out yet.

Anyways, this is a request that I’m going to briefly summarize bc it’s long af.

Requested: Yes

“Michael and you share an apartment. When he is home from tour for a while, you guys seem to be fumbling over each other bc you haven’t spent this  much time together in months and you are used to you just being alone in the apartment. Something happens.. blah blah blah ANGRY SEX.”

Rated: Smut man // THERE IS DADDY KINK IN  HERE SO…

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All you have been doing was sitting on the couch, get up occasionally to go get food, and then have a brief dinner and then go to bed. It was boring. You looked over at your boyfriend, Michael. He was consumed in the football game on the TV that he kind of forgot you were even there. That’s what life was like for nearly a month. 

You see, when Michael left for tour, you guys were always in contact. You facetimed a lot, called each other and texted. When he got home, you guys were inseparable. Then a week passed. You guys started to get bored of each other. Not sexually, but you guys just didn’t really have anything to talk about. Whenever you offered to do something, Michael would simply decline. You had to admit, you were getting bored, but you could never bring yourself to tell Michael. He’s been in such an odd mood lately, that you didn’t want to add onto whatever it was.

Right now, you and Michael were in the kitchen, walking around each other to get food of dinner. It came to a point where you would sit and eat dinner with each other, but have completely silent meals. There was no talking. Michael was simply on his phone or trying to avoid conversation.

You just got ice from the freezer, and was now filling your glass with water. Michael was warming up pizza from last night in the microwave, which was right next to the fridge. After you filled your cup up, you started walking back to the counter, You tried to move around Michael but he happened to move back as well. Suddenly, the water that was in your cup was now all over yours and Michael’s shirt, and the cup had fallen to the floor, the rest of the water pouring onto the floor.

“God damn it, Y/N” Michael hissed, the coldness making his shiver.

“I- Um- Sorry, I was just trying to move around you, but you moved back.” You rushed your words, looking for a wash cloth to clean up the mess on the floor.

“I was moving back so you could go in front of me but clearly you did;t get the hint.” He said in a harsh tone.

“Why are you mad at me?” You asked, getting the towel and cleaning up the water on the floor.

“Because ever since I got back you haven’t given me any fucking space.” He breathed, pulling his wet shirt over his head. Your eyes moved from his chest to his eyes, and then back to his chest.

“I’m sorry. I just thought that maybe since we didn’t see each other for five months that maybe you might want to have some time with your girlfriend.“ You said, standing back up. You were smaller than Michael, so you had to look up at him.

“I mean yeah, but for three weeks you have just been on my back all the fucking time. Whenever I walk somewhere you are always close behind. We always manage to trip over each other and.. I- I juts need space!” Michael started to raise his voice.

“Well I’m sorry for missing you, Michael!” The use of his full name made him  cringe. “If you want space, I’ll give you space. I’ll just stay at Y/F/N’s place.” You said, starting to walk out of the small kitchen.

As you were walking out, Michael grabbed onto your hand, pulling your body towards his. You were resisting, Michael could feel it. However, you could only resist so much. Michael was stronger than you, so he was able to pull your body and press your back against the wall he took both of your hands in one of his hands, the other was on the side of your head, pressed against the wall to keep himself from falling onto you. 

“I missed you too, Baby girl. Don’t think for a second I didn’t miss you.” He growled close to your ear. “I missed everything about you. I missed your smile.” He game closer to your ear, “I missed your eyes,” He pressed a kiss under your ear, “I missed your hands,” He pressed a kiss on your neck, “ I missed your body.” He let your hands free, and placed the hand on your hip, pulling your crotch closer to his. “How much did you miss me?”

You were trying to find the words to say, but you didn’t know what to say. You weren’t exactly taken back by Michael’s sudden dominance, and twist in situations. In fact, you felt very comfortable. 

“Answer me.” Michael growled in your ear again, then darting back to your neck.

“A-A lot, so much.” You said as he stopped. You whimpered.

“Properly, kitten.” He breathed onto your neck. You didn’t answer. Michael brought his hand to your bum, gripping it in his hand. You squirmed. 

“I missed you so much, daddy, I didn’t go a day without thinking about you and your body.” You breathed out as Michael’s grip on your bum only seemed to grow. 

Michael smiled, pleased with your answer. He brought his lips back to your neck, finishing up the hickey he started before. He sucked on your skin harshly, forming another hickey by your collarbone. You brought your hands to Michael’s waist, trying to tug him closer but that only made him take your hands in his again, pinning them to the side. He chuckled as you whined, wanting to touch him. 

“I need you to follow orders, okay princess?” He asked and you nodded. “I need you to suck me, baby. I missed your lips around me for five months.” He said, pressing a kiss to your lips, lingering onto the kiss, leaving you wanting more. 

You pouted, however, you nodded at Michael’s request. This was the only time he really let you be dominant. You pulling Michael’s pants down as you bent down to his waist level. Once you were in front of his crotch, you looked up Michael who was looking down at you. Since you had left his boxers on, you pressed a kiss to his growing erection while keeping eye contact. He whimpered for more contact, pulling down his boxers, letting his member free. You took the base of his cock in your hands, and pumped it slowly. You kept eye contact with Michael at all times. After hearing him whine for your mouth on his a few times, you finally brought your lips to his cock, batting your eyelashes, and bobbing your head to a steady rhythm. Michael tried his hardest to keep eye contact, but as the pleasure built up inside of him, he threw his head, back, his ands gripping onto your hair to keep it out of your face. Michael twitched inside your mouth, shooting his loud to the back of your throat without warning. You continued to bob your head until Michael was finished, coming down for his high. You came back up, Michael connecting his lips to your immediately. 

“That was the best fucking blowjob ever.” He breather through the kiss.

“Only for you, daddy.” You winked, giggling.

“Well, baby girl, since you’ve been so good for we, would you like something in return?” He asked, pulling you closer to him again.

“I think we should worry more about you, daddy.” You said seductively. You started to strip from the clothes you were wearing, leaving you in your bra and panties in front of Michael. He took a step back, admiring your body.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He muttered to himself. He made a motion with his hands, telling you to turn around. You obeyed, showing him your backside. He took your bum in his hands again, smacking it lightly. “Daddy wants to fuck you so badly, right here in the kitchen.” Michael said wrapping his arms around your small body. You felt his cock on your back, oddly turning you on even more.

“Please do it, Daddy.” You told him. 

Michael picked on your body, placing you on the small table. He stroked his hand up your folds, making you squirm. He smirked at your reaction, pushing your panties down, letting his digit press to your clit. You gave him a look as if you were asking him to just fuck you already. He nodded and took his cock in his hand lining it up with your entrance. He teased you by only pushing his tip in. You whimpered and then moaned loudly as he thrusted into you all the way. You bucked you hips toward his as he pulled out of you completely and then pounded back in. You held onto his body, realizing he was not going to take this slow. He started to make his own rhythm, fast thrusts, making your body tremble. 

“You’re such a good girl.” He breathed. You let out a rather loud moan, but Michael suppressed it by pressing his lips to your, forcing his tongue to dance with yours.

“Fuck, baby girl.” Michael groaned into your mouth. Both of your moans became whimpers as you neared your highs. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You chanted, knowing you were closer than Michael was.

“Let go, kitten.” He coaxed. So you did. You came around his length, your moans growing louder and then turning into pants.

However, Michael didn’t full put yet. He kept pounding into you relentlessly until he felt his high coming. Once he did, his face contorted. He pulled out of you right before he could release his second loud, pumping himself with his hand, releasing all over your stomach. 

Panting was all you heard. Whenever you didn’t hear panting it was because Michael would press pecks to your lips.

“I fucking love you, baby girl.” Michael panted, then pressed his lips to your again, leaning his head on your forehead.

“I love you too, daddy." You smirked. Michael groaned, picking up your small body, taking you straight to the bed room.

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