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Pure Seduction

Michael Clifford

It was a typical day in the life of you and your boyfriend, Michael. Both of you woke up late in the afternoon, hung around lazily together, ordered pizza and now, its nearing 2 am and Michael’s playing video games on the floor leaned against the couch that you’re sitting on as you scroll through Twitter on your phone.
You weren’t tired, but you were getting bored. You locked your phone, setting it aside with a small sigh, then sat up, focusing your attention to the TV screen where you watched as Michael cleared another level on the game, mumbling a small “yes!” to himself.
You giggled at him lightly, leaning down and pressing a chaste kiss to his silvery head, informing him, “I’m going to bed, babe.”
"What?" He called, as you got up from the couch and began walking towards the bedroom, "No, stay with me, please?" He paused his game and set his controller beside him, to look at you and pout out his bottom lip in fake sadness.

You chuckled at Michael for being so silly- and cute. “Why?” You asked, shuffling back into the room, “All you’ve been doing for the past like, 3 hours, is play Mario. And why are you even playing that, you never play that!”
Michael shrugged with a small laugh, “GTA was stressin’ me out, I needed something easy and fun.” He picked up the controller, extending his arm to hand it to you, “Why don’t you give it a try?”
You snorted, crossing your arms, “Yeah, right. I haven’t played in years, I’d die so quick.”
Michael rolled his eyes, not accepting your answer, “Come on, Y/N,” he stretched his legs out, patting the space on the carpet in between them, “Sit here and play.”
You drop your arms to your sides, defeated. “Okay, okay.” You sighed, taking your seat on the floor in between your boyfriends legs, sitting criss crossed. Michael handed you the remote, then resting his hand on your thigh. As soon as you unpaused the game, a turtle walked right into you, and your character died.
"Told you I’d die," You sassed, "Can I quit now?"
"Nope," Michael shook his head, "Try again."
You didn’t understand why Michael wanted you to play so bad; video games were his thing, not yours. Nevertheless, you started up the game again. Surprisingly, this time you got through a quarter of the level before you died.
"Better than my last try," You shrugged, turning back to look at Michael. Michael just smiled at you, and thats when you looked down and noticed his fingers were tapping and tracing around your bare thigh. You just smiled and continued the game again.
You thought you were getting better; you kept getting further and further through the level, but just before you reached the checkmark at the halfway point, something would kill you or you would fall to your death or anything would interfere and you would have to start over.
It took a few more tries, but finally you hit the halfway point, and thats when you chucked the controller like a football and threw your hands up in the air, “I made it!” You shouted, and then erupted with laughter.
Michael, who was resting his chin on your shoulder, leaned over to press a soft, slightly open mouth kiss to your neck. “You’re getting good, baby,” He complimented, and then slyly moved his hand to the inside of your thigh, rubbing back and forth gently, “Now finish the level.”
You stared down at the pale hand trailing around your inner thigh, “What are you doing?”
"Nothing," He insisted immediately, "Pick up your controller."
You swallowed thickly before picking up the remote and continuing the level. You tried to ignore, and focus on the game, as his fingers made his way into your shorts. It was hard to ignore though, when suddenly you felt a fingertip slide up your lips through your panties; you gasped, but you kept on going.
However, you completely lost all attention to the game when Michael pushed your panties aside, and his finger made the same motion, grazing up your slit, and then this time, rubbing slow circles around your clit. You whimpered his name, watching as your character died once more, your last life gone.
"Try again," Michael persisted.
"I-I’ll have to restart from the beginning now," You whined, tilting your head back slightly to rest on his chest, "And I can’t keep playing if you’re gonna-"
"Try. Again." His voice was demanding.
You just huffed, and then as you continued your game, he continued his. His finger moved down to sink inside of you, making you inhale a sharp breath and bite your lip. His finger curled and he was teasingly drawing it in and out.
You were barely paying attention to the game anyway, but once he added a second finger, pumping and curling them, brushing against your spot, you gave up and dropped your controller. You leaned back to push your hips up, rolling them slightly as you moaned loudly.
Then suddenly, Michael’s movements stopped. His fingers were gone and you whimpered desperately, looking back at him.
"Finish the game," He insisted.
"Fuck- Michael, I can’t. Please."
"You will," He said, voice deep, "Because you’re not allowed to cum until you win that level."
"What?" You spoke in disbelief. Really? He was actually not going to let you cum until you finished a stupid game? "Fine," You challenged, an unexpected sense of determination hitting you, "I’ll win."
"Good."
You sighed in annoyance, picking up your controller again. He waited until he saw you were actually trying, until he returned his fingers, and this time, added his thumb to messily rub your clit. You choked back a whine as you made it halfway through the level again, but groaned once you immediately died. You tried again as his fingers worked their way in and out of you, occasionally curling to hit your spot, making your body shake a little.
He hummed in your ear, then began sucking on your neck harshly, making sure to leave a mark. Thats when you realized how into his game he was, too. You don’t know where he got this little idea from, but you both loved and hated him for it.
It took you a few more tries, and your legs were full on trembling as you were on the brink of your orgasm, but finally you won the game. And as soon as you did, you slammed your controller down, and gripped his leg with your hand, digging your nails in as your back arched.
"That’s it, babygirl," Michael encouraged, "Cum for me, sweetheart."
"Oh, Michael, fuck," You groaned out as you were finally pushed over the edge. He kissed your neck again and then didn’t take his eyes off of you, as your walls clenched around his fingers, that were still sliding in and out.
He waited until your body stopped shaking to pull his fingers out. Your head was laying against his chest as you tried to normalize your breathing.
You didn’t even realize that he’d stuck his fingers in his mouth until he made some comment about how “fucking amazing” you taste, which made you blush.
"Good game, Clifford," You finally commented after some moments of silence.
"Oh yeah?" He smirked, eyebrow raised.
"Yeah," You got up from the floor, and sauntered off towards the bedroom, "We’ll have to play again sometime…"

Notes

~Syn Roze~

Comments

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Great Sequal!!! XD

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10/11/17

Plz do a foursome with all the guys

Please write some more soon. Your a great writer

@Anon
P would love to help!