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kkkkkafka · 1 year

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Pairing: Michael Afton/Charlie Emily

Summary: Michael was nervous. In fact, saying he was nervous was an understatement. He swore that all of twenty years in his life, he had never felt such an anxious feeling like this. Yet, also, he was very excited for the event tonight.

Notes: Can be read as a standalone fic or a sequel to Kitten Problem

AO3

"How are the doors?"

"Locked."

"Basil, Pepperoni and their kittens?"

"Downstairs."

"Towel, lube and condoms?"

"Here. I’m on birth control, so no need to."

"Ready?"

"Affirmative."

Michael was nervous. In fact, saying he was nervous was an understatement. He swore that all of twenty years in his life, he had never felt such an anxious feeling like this. Yet, also, he was very excited for the event tonight.

A year ago, Michael first met his current girlfriend, Charlie. Sure, he had a fair share of partners in dating before, both men and women alike, but they said they could not keep up with his antics. Like how he talked a lot about his interests instead of small talk, how he could not sit still or read their facial expressions, so they stood him up. He did try to force himself to become "more tolerable" as they told him, but he failed because he could not stand how he had to try to hide his authentic self. Plus, it was his sister nagging him to join in speed dating, claiming it would be fun for him, he was really not into it at first but did not want to let the red-head down. With those failed attempts, Michael thought that he only could be fine alone, despite craving a companion that could trust and understand him.

Until he met Charlie.

Although she was very different from him, from looks to behaviors, Michael felt as if the girl was literally a part of himself. In fact, despite those visible contrast things, he knew that she was not much different from him. He knew it the moment Charlie started to passionately talk and show him her tattoos when he mentioned about his job and how she acted when she saw Basil's kittens. She even helped him go through a nasty art block, and suggested ideas for his future works. That was when he knew he developed a crush on her. And luckily, Charlie felt the same.

Three months after they first met, both of them confessed to each other.

Michael remembered it was very awkward. They were all blushing and stuttering, to the point Charlie even had to whip out her phone to write out her intentions and send it for him, and until then Michael did the same thing to her, despite seeing in person.

But what was done was done, now they were each others' partners. It was a memorable reminiscent though . It always made them laugh when mentioning it.

And that led Michael to the current situation right now.

Just a moment ago, he and Charlie were chilling on the couch inside her house, watching some sappy soap opera per his requests. It was not even interesting (Charlie literally stared at him and grumbled "I fucking told you this was not even a good idea. Should have watched Saw instead." ) and they talked to each other to pass the time. The talk went from how Basil had to take up a diet cause she was too chonky for her own good, to a customer of Charlie asked her how to say "Fuck you" in a flower language, then and there with the soap opera playing as background noises.

It went fine and smoothly until the topic of sex coming up.

It was not really that uncomfortable, but more on the embarrassing side, because both of them are virgins without any experiences. Charlie did say that she just never did it with any other person but she did try to masturbate quite often, in which Michael said he did the same. So they agreed to be each other's first time, and also to test out what they liked most in bed.

After a lot of "research" online together and trying to prepare as much as they could, then taking a shower together, Michael and Charlie went upstairs and sat down on the edge of bed, facing away from their partner in bashment. They were silent for a while, then it was Charlie who broke the ice.

"So… Should we get started now? I kinda don't want to postpone this. Like, we have prepared through and I have always wanted to try doing this with someone else…"

"Yeah, we should…" Michael replied, averting Charlie's eyes. His face was flushed and hot, as if smoke was coming out from his ears.

"Then, do you want to strip yourself or can we take turns?" Charlie fidgeted with her shirt, her palms were cold and clammy and she sneakily glanced at Michael.

"Take turns! I think it will be fun!" An enthusiastic answer coming from Michael that made Charlie snapped out of the nervousness and snorted out loud. Honestly, she felt like her boyfriend was somewhat a manchild, but nodded along with him and stood up to sit on his lap when Michael started making grabby hands motions at her.

Michael's hands are huge, one of his palms could even cover her whole belly, Charlie noticed. He gently lifted up her shirt as if asking her if this was okay, and Charlie wordlessly threw her hands up high so it could be easier for Michael.

Michael just stared at her in awe, his blue eyes widened. His girlfriend was just too gorgeous. Her pale skin was covered in black ink which was a nice contrast. Her chest was small and Michael felt like they would fit perfectly in his hands, and the cold air made her pink nipples stand up. He gave her chest a light squeeze, and he could feel Charlie shivered subtly.

Without a word, Michael suddenly leaned down and captured a pert bud inside his mouth, one of his hands wandered up to the other one. Charlie gasped in surprise, blush spread all on her cheeks while her hand tangled in her boyfriend's hair. Michael took it as a cue, so he started to flick his tongue and moaned in delight when he noticed that Charlie started to arch herself into his mouth while letting out soft whines. His other hand massaged and squeezed the neglected breast.

Then, feeling like he was satisfied with his work, Michael bit down hard, making Charlie jolted up with sudden pain and pleasure. He gave the swollen nipple one last lick and then did the same with Charlie's other breast.

It was too much , Charlie thought. Her head was clouded with euphoria, her eyes were filled with tears and her mouth let out sinful moans from her boyfriend's work on her body. She could feel that her panties were getting more and more drenched. Yet she was helpless, she could not do anything besides succumb to the lascivious feelings and gripped the man's hair and pushed him closer to herself. For someone who had not done this before, Michael was really excellent for his own good.

Charlie did not realize that Michael had done playing with her chest as she was so lost in the contentment, she only noticed when he leaned close to her face and locked her lips in a kiss. Unlike his eager behaviors before, he shyly licked on her bottom lip as if asking for permission, and Charlie compiled by opening her mouth to let him in. It was so tender and full of love. Their tongues intertwined together while letting their hands gently caressing each other's bodies. Michael pulled away for a moment to let Charlie breathe in. He was going to reach for Charlie's shorts, then a hand stopped him.

"It was unfair."

"What?"

"You agreed for us to take turns undressing each other and now you are going to pull down my shorts next? You are not even out of your shirt." Charlie frowned and let out a small huff.

Right, Michael almost forgot that offer. Well, could not blame him though. He was so immersed in looking at his girlfriends' face painted with lust that he did not even notice. So he leaned back and let Charlie unbutton his shirt to make up for her. The girl shakily slided his shirt down and stared at Michael's body, carefully placing a hand on to feel the hard muscle beneath. Michael was not nowhere near a small guy, hell, even he was bigger than average. It was just his preference for loose button-up shirts that people thought he was just some lanky guy.

Charlie continued to stare in admiration, then she leaned down and bit Michael on his neck. Suddenly, the man let out a loud whine, his eyes closed and his face flushed up.

Oh. It must be his erogenous zone, Charlie thought. A mischievous smile spread across her face as she began to lap and pull the skin on Michael's neck by her teeth. As a result, Michael began to whimper and moan in tandem, his arms wrapping Charlie's waist until she pulled away. She looked very pleased with her work as the bitemarks started to bloom like small flowers on her boyfriend's neck. Now the marks would indicate Michael was her only.

"You are so mean Charlie! Now people are gonna see those marks you left on me next morning!" Michael pouted with a whine, his head rubbed against Charlie's chest while wrapping his arms around her to fake throwing a fit.

"Well, it's fine that now they know who you belong to, right?" Charlie chuckled, amused with her boyfriend's antics.

Michael did not say anything more, but gave her a false angry look. Suddenly, he flipped Charlie over and caged her under his body. He quickly pulled her shorts and panties down in one go then laughed at Charlie's yelp of surprise. His laughter slowly died down after he took a sight of Charlie's completely bare body, gulping.

His hands gave Charlie a squeeze on her chest again, then gradually trailed down, from her tummy, then to her thighs, taking time to admire how smaller her body was compared to him and spreading her legs apart to look between them.

Michael tenderly rubbed his fingers against the bare cunt before him as if to test how Charlie felt. Nothing came out of her except a whine came along with a slow nod.

Keep going.

As he got the green light, Michael felt more confident, he adjusted Charlie's legs to place them on his shoulders and leaned down, one hand spreading her labia wide apart and the other hand gathered slick substance to coat his own fingers while Charlie panted and whimpered softly.

Then in a blink of an eye, Michael slipped two fingers inside of Charlie and started to thrust in and out. She slightly jolted up because of the sudden intrusion, then melted away with the ectasy when Michael's fingers reached her sweet spot. She swore his fingers were so big, it pleased her better than the dildo she kept inside the drawer next to her bed. Her hands tightly gripping the bed sheet, her hips bucked up as a silence plead for more. Submitting to the demand, Michael bent forward and licked a stripe from her entrance up to her puffy clit, making her keened in desire.

With both of her hands, Charlie tugged on Michael's hair, making him moan as she kept him closer to her wet core. Her body began to feel hotter, and she felt a coil slowly building up inside her stomach and was so close to burst with each slide of Michael's tongue against her clit and his fingers continuously thrusting in and out her cunt.

It was too much, and Charlie did not know if she could take more. The noises coming out of both of them were so lewd, it set a wild blush from her cheeks down to her neck. She did not know whether she wanted Michael to stop because she was so sensitive now, or she wanted him to eat her out until she became a moaning, broken mess.

Her train of thoughts was interrupted when Michael harshly sucked on her clit, and his finger pressed firmly on the sweet spot inside her, and abruptly, she saw lights flashed behind her shut eyes with a loud wail of his name.

"M-Mike!"

"Let go for me honey, you are being so good for me. Please make a mess on me." Michael slightly tilted his head up to talk, his face was smeared with Charlie's release. His tongue and fingers slowed down the ministrations on her cunt, drawing out those cute whines of sensitivity from her lips. He waited until Charlie gained more consciousness to completely pull away and let her bask in the presence of post-orgasm feeling.

Her eyes were hooded, her cheeks were painted in a bright blush and her mouth occasionally let out heavy pants due to what Michael did to her just a moment ago. Slowly, her hands raised to his face, tugging him in for a kiss. Their tongues met again, and Charlie could taste herself on her significant other's tongue. Michael lightly tugged on her lip piercings as to tease her, then he drew back.

"You have done so good, Mike. But it’s my turn now." She stated when pulling away from the kiss.

Charlie lightly hit her hands against Michael's chest, telling him to lean back to the headboard so she could get on top. When his back hit the wooden surface, Charlie's dainty hands moved to undress his lower part.

Her face heated up as she began to tear down Michael's trousers, now leaving him in the boxers, stained with precum. She was speechless, her eyes opened wide.

That thing was so big. Massive, even. How the hell was it going to fit inside Charlie?

Sensing the girl in front of him's nervousness, Michael placed a hand on her cheek, lightly rubbing.

"Don't worry, if you are nervous about it won't fit, we can find another way to please me, okay?"

"But I want to have yours inside me!" Charlie exclaimed, then suddenly clasped a hand over her mouth in embarrassment, cause she accidentally voiced her thoughts too loud for her own liking.

"Oh. Then, do as you please, okay? Just don't strain yourself too hard." Michael tilted his head to the side, the hand on Charlie's head now back beside the pillow.

Charlie silently nodded, her hands wobbly stripped down the final garment on Michael's body, his leg now spread open for easier access. She took a deep breath to prepare herself for what would come, then deliberately leaned down to give a small lick on the head, which made Michael shivered.

He loved this.

Getting the signals, Charlie began to bob her head down until the tip touched her throat. It was not that uncomfortable like she thought, but Michael was too big, the remaining part of him was not fit in her mouth, so she pulled away and decided to lick around his cock first. Charlie could feel him twitching under her touch, which was a good thing. She hummed in approval, then took it inside of her mouth again while her hand stroked the part that did not fit inside. First started out slow, now she began to pick up the pace, trying to alternate between sucking on the head and tracing her tongue against the vein there.

As Charlie tried to quicken her pace, Michael began to grow hotter and bothered. Who knew his girlfriend was that good with her mouth? He looked down, seeing drool and spit coating his cock and groaned at the sight. He started to thrust up his hips, his hands settled down on Charlie’s head to push her deeper. The girl almost choked on his cock, tears beginning to well up in her eyes, her pace paused. Now the one in charge was Michael and he would make sure to take the whole advantage out of this. His hands clutched Charlie's hair firmly, eyes shut tight from the thirst overcame his body.

“I did not know— Argh, you can do this well with your mouth, baby. Are you gonna let me cum inside of your adorable little mouth?” Michael growled, he could sense his climax coming. His thrust was getting sloppy, so he decided to shove Charlie’s head down more and held her in place, as his cock jerked and shot the release into her throat, some of it dripped outside of her mouth and down to her chest.

He began to soften when Charlie’s mouth left him. She pulled away, panting in exhaustion. Michael noticed her face was stained white with his cum, so he placed a hand on her cheek and wiped the remaining with his thumb. He was going to reach for the tissue box to clean up, but Charlie caught him off guard by leaning over and letting her tongue out, licking up the salty liquid with a smile.

Fuck, why did she have to be such a tease?

Michael helped Charlie to sit on his lap again, letting her use his body as support to rest a bit from their previous activities. He softly patted her head, gently stroked her back and whispered “You did very well for me Charlie, I’m so proud of you.” as the girl in his lap recovered from the orgasm.

“Mike? You with me?” Charlie chirped, as she noticed Michael started zoning out. Her voice snapped him out of the daydream immediately. He blushed, scratching his head.

“O-Oh! Sorry, just zoned out. Do you want to continue?”

“Mhm. Let me fetch the lube inside the drawer. Gotta prepare well for the main event, big boy.” As Charlie talked, she crawled out of Michael’s lap and bent down to pick up the said thing. Michael could not help but let his eyes wander to her ass. It looked so round and soft, he made a mental note to get his hands on it next time. He could feel his cock starting to grow stiff again.

Charlie was now back on her bed again, in her hand was a bottle of lube. She uncapped the bottle and poured some on her hand and rubbed them against each other so they could be smeared evenly. Her hands reached out to coat Michael’s cock with the substance, and when she felt that was enough, she leaned back and thrusted her fingers inside of her to prepare herself.

Michael watched as Charlie lubing him and herself up, and when she was done, he picked her up and maneuvered her with her back to the mattress, his body on top of her. Her legs clasping around his waist, her arms wrapped around his broad shoulders. He took a deep breath, then started to slide his cock between Charlie’s wet folds and bumping against her clit, making her tremble with need. He continued to do it a few times, until Charlie whined, begging him to just put in already.

Michael took a deep breath, one of his hands now engulfed Charlie’s smaller palm and set them beside her head and he let out a breath.

“Ready?”

“Always. Please, Michael, I need— Ah!”

Charlie’s words were cut off midway when Michael started thrusting in. He tried to go slow at first, because Charlie was really tight at the moment, her velvety walls clenched around him just like a vice. He felt like it was almost impossible to go furthermore. As an effort trying to ease his girlfriend, Michael bowed forward, placing a few kisses on her forehead, on her cheeks and a quick peck on her lips.

“Relax, Charlie. You are so tight, how will I be able to go in?”

Just as he said, Charlie sluggishly nodded and took a deep breath and angled her hips up high so Michael could go in more easily. Complying with the request, Michael slowly pushed inside, until he was bottomed out inside of her.

It did not hurt a little bit, but Charlie felt quite unfamiliar due to having something large like that inside. Michael paused his pace, as he was allowing her to get used to the feelings of him stretching her out. It was not long until Charlie nodded and told him to go on with the flow.

It was the only confirmation Michael needed to continue.

Then he splitted Charlie open, his thick cock went inside her and made her whole body shudder in delight. Her teeth bit down on her lips and drew out some blood, small whimpers escaping her.

“No, don’t do that darling. I want to hear from you. Don’t shy away.” Michael noticed that she was trying to hide her moans, so he pulled out his sad puppy eyes on her, to persuade her not to do that. As he was doing that, one of his hands snuck down to rub on her swollen clit. Charlie obliged, turning her hips upwards and let out more moans, which were louder than before. Michael beamed with happiness, praising her.

“Good, that’s my girl. You were so good at taking me. Can you handle more?”

He did not even wait for her to answer his question, his head now settled down on her shoulder, and bit on her neck while still did not stop thrusting inside Charlie with a steady pace. Pulling back and adjusting his back straight, Michael tilted his head down to look at his girl.

She was truly a masterpiece in his hands, an angel at his mercy. Her black hair, usually combed neatly, now was a mess tangled up and Michael reached out to swipe her bangs up. Her forehead was sweaty, her cheeks were stained with red blush. Her green eyes were clouded with satisfication, her supple pink lips were swollen and let out soft pants and moans, and her neck was littered with the pink and purple evidence of his teeth.

But what made Michael almost out of his mind was the imprint of his cock on her belly. He tugged Charlie’s hand from its place beside her and set it down on her stomach.

"Here honey, easy. Can you feel how deep I am inside of you? Must have been good, right?"

That made Charlie’s face heated up, her eyes rolling back. She didn't say anything beside nodding along with his words in agreement, since now she could know how deep and how hard Michael was fucking her.

A pitiful moan escaped her mouth, following with a hard thrust from Michael. His hand on her belly could feel the movement of his cock stirring up her inside.

“O-Oh god, Mike— You are, ah, s-so deep…” She trailed off as he began to speed up his thrusts.

Now since Charlie was used to the feelings, Michael took it as a cue to fuck into her roughly. The sounds of labored breathing, their moans mixing up with the slapping noises of their skin against each other, all combined to make a lecherous orchesta. There were praises and words of encouragement coming from both of them, telling how good it was, or if the spot was hit, they were so lost in the pleasure that they could not realize whose voices it was.

Heat rushed through Charlie’s veins, warming her whole body in the process and made her become wetter. Michael was too huge, the way his cock stretching her, the way her cunt deliciously hurted by his actions drove her to insanity. Her whole body trembling in lust, she swore she could feel how tears began to roll down her cheeks and saliva escaping her mouth.

Michael was not too different from her. His sweaty bangs stuck to his forehead as his hand tightly held Charlie’s in his, the size difference between them making him shudder. His blue eyes now blurred and he could feel his whole muscles tightened. The fact that Charlie’s tight pussy was pulling him in greedily was not helping much as he almost lost his mind to the delight. The flow of bliss continued to invade his body, making Michael unable to stop thrusting his hips. His hand rubbing on Charlie’s clit previously now moved up and planted next to her head to hold himself up, occasionally moved to place over the girl’s hand on her belly to press down on his bulge.

Michael suddenly stopped grinding inside to Charlie’s surprise, then he moved her legs, adjusting both of them into the mating press position. With this stance, he could reach deeper inside of her, and it allowed deeper grinding as he trailed light kisses down her thighs and bit down.

Charlie yelped, pouting at Michael and the latter licked at the bite marks as if saying sorry before continuing his abuse on her tender cunt. If it was so good before, then now it was definitely better, because not only Michael could reach deeper inside of her pussy, the position also created a wonderful friction between her clit and Michael’s happy trail. His cock continuously hit her sweet spot, and Charlie did not know if she ever could take much more. She had never felt such much pleasure like this in her whole life, she felt like she was going to lose it, as Michael was going to break her. She could not do anything else besides crying out, demanding him to keep going. His hand now came up to pinch on her nipple, making her vision hazy and littered with stars. There was nothing inside of her mind right now, besides Michael, his cock kept pushing inside of her, his hand roaming on her body and his praises.

With another rough thrust, Charlie felt as if her world had been broken.

Her body arched up, one of her hands still tightly held Michael’s hand, while the other gripped the bed sheet. Charlie now was a mess, she looked like a ragdoll. Her eyes were unfocused, her legs were trembling. Her body was covered in a layer of sweat and blush. The orgasmic feelings spread out all over her body. She was so tired, but also very content.

However, Michael had not cum yet.

Charlie only realized that when she looked down and realized Michael was still inside and the younger man kept a steady pace of thrusting. She let out a pathetic whine, pleading with him to stop because she was too sensitive and did not know if she could handle more, or at least slow down but Michael just looked up at her and pouted,

“I’m sorry, but can you endure a little bit more for me baby? Please, just a bit longer, I was so— Ah!”

He shuddered, his cock twitched inside of Charlie and flooded her walls with milky white liquid, also triggering another orgasm from her. His cum mixing with her own release, and it was too much to the point his cum dripped down the sheet even when he was plugging inside her cunt. For a few moments, Michael stayed like this with Charlie until his cock was softened enough to pull out. He let out a loud sigh as he removed himself from the girl’s used hole and gently placed her legs back on the bed.

Charlie winced as she felt his cum leaking out of her and making a mess, as Michael gathered the white substance with his fingers to stuff it back inside. She sighed, using her hands to cover up her eyes as she was tired and the lights were too blinding for now. Her chest slowly rose and fell with each breath she took. It was such an erotic sight, and he felt like as if he was blessed to see this, Michael had to admit.

Michael moaned out loud when he stretched, as he realized his muscles now were a bit sore. He flopped down gracelessly beside Charlie, humming in delight. He was no longer a virgin now, and it was far better than those amateur porns he beat his meat to before. He snuggled closer to Charlie, and she also moved closer to cuddle him.

It was such a peaceful moment, there was nothing but their soft breathing and the sound of rain falling outside.

Charlie almost fell asleep due to the tranquil atmosphere, then Michael’s warmth against her left her unexpectedly. Her eyes widened.

“Where are you going?”

“I have to fetch a cloth to clean us up. Also you need to pee after sex, duh.” Michael replied nonchalantly while standing at the bed’s end, hands on his hips. “Can you walk or do you want me to carry you to the bathroom?”

“Carry me please.” Charlie whined, her arms opening so her boyfriend could pick her up. Her legs felt like mush now, and she thought if she took a step she would fall flat on her face.

Michael snickered, saying “As you wish, my liege.” before bending down and picking Charlie up in bridal style. He set her down on the toilet so she could deal with her bladder while he changed the sheets and grabbed a clean towel to wet it. After cleaning himself up, he turned to Charlie and gently patted her private parts with the dampened cloth. Then he carried Charlie back to her bed, and got up again to find some clean underwear for both of them to wear. He found himself some spare boxers that Charlie kept “just in case” and put them in. When he returned back to the bed with a pair of cotton panties for her to wear, he found Charlie asleep soundly, still stark naked and curled up into a ball.

He smiled to himself because she was so adorable looking like this. The sex must have worn her out so much, so Michael tried to be quiet as much as possible when he slipped the cotton undergarments on her. Then he laid down next to her, pulled up the comforter while hugging her closer to himself.

His nose was nestled in her hair, inhaling the soft smell of her natural scent mixed with the smell of after sex and caressing her back. He murmured out a quiet “Love you so much ”, then the weight of the dreamland began to crash down his eyes.

But before he completely fell asleep, he could swear that he heard a sleepy feminine voice slurring out,

“Love you too…”

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kkkkkafka · 11 months

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Pairing: Michael Afton/Charlie Emily

Summary: Dealing with period was never pleasant for Charlie Emily, both as a teenager and an adult alike. But at least as an adult, she got a boyfriend who was always beside her at her service

Notes: This is a reposting of my old work. Minor editings have been added in this version

AO3

To say Charlie hates being on period was an understatement. No word can describe how much she was irritated, angry, and annoyed at this certain time of the month.

The back pain that came from nowhere? Horrible. She felt as if someone had been banging her spine with a gigantic hammer for hours. If the back pain went away, then the stomach cramps would be there as a replacement. Sometimes it even went so awful to the point she could not even go out of her house.

Or the anxious feeling came from the fear of staining her stuff with leaking blood. Charlie didn't really mind the sight of it cause she had been seeing worse things in her life in 1983, but she hated cleaning up the stains, which were very time consuming if it was smeared on things like bedsheets.

And to top it off, the emotional train. Usually, she was not that type of sensitive person who cried at the drop of a hat, she was really calm (maybe too calm, even, according to Michael). Yet as strong as she was, when on period, she was a mess, literally. The lights were blinding her eyes, the sounds of traffic passing through the road was too loud, not to mention, the cramps torturing her and she just wanted to scream out for them all to stop. Everything could make her go into a fit of anger, or hours of crying under a blanket because she accidentally stumbled on her feet and bruised her knees.

That was what Charlie had to deal with as a teenager. Now even when she was an adult, not much difference happened.

Except that her and Michael now were sharing an apartment flat together.

Back then, when she was a teenager, she would try to deal with her "monthly problem" alone. She only asked her dad or her brother to do stuff for her iff the cramps got worse, because she knew they would not mind her business much since they were family and they loved each other. The only time she asked for help from someone else was when she was home alone and ran out of pads. Charlie remembered she broke down sobbing on the phone, asking Michael if he could run to the store to fetch her some pads. At the age of ten, Michael was too naive to understand what his best friend was going through, but judging by the crying he heard through the phone, he thought it was something very awful and rushed to buy Charlie's requests as fast as possible. But, he didn't know what kind of pads she would use so he got every brand a package. Well, perk of being the kid of a pizzeria owner, he supposed. And the moment Michael brought the huge bag over for Charlie, she couldn't help but feel kinda guilty cause it was her making the boy go out to buy this much. She insisted that she should pay him back with the amount of spending on those pads, but Michael kept resisting the offer, saying that he would not take it cause it was normal for him to take care of his loved ones.

Since that moment, Michael had been a volunteer trying to help Charlie out whenever she was on period. Because they were living in separate houses in the past, he could only do things like keeping the spare pads inside his backpack, or bringing some snacks and a heater pack over.

And when they decided to move in together three years ago, he could be at his girlfriend's service as much as he wanted.

Just a while ago, Michael came back home to a broken dish beside their kitchen counter. And standing next to the scene was Charlie, her face stained with tears and her hands clutching tightly the bottom of her large shirt (which was the original property of Michael).

"Oh my god, Charlie! What happened? Are you okay?" His eyes widened in panic, and he quickly went to check on the crying girl and gave her a hug to comfort her. There was nothing but only the sounds of Charlie's sobbing muffled by his shirt, and the hushed words of comfort that were coming from Michael.

They stayed like that for a while, Michael gently rubbing the girl’s back up and down, until Charlie had calmed down and reached a hand up her face to wipe her tears off.

“Mind telling me what happened previously?” Michael softly asked as he pulled away from the hug, his hands now were on Charlie’s waist.

“W-Well, I was hungry, so I tried to make a sandwich for myself. But as you just saw, I dropped the plate on the floor… And I don’t know what overcame me, I just feel like I was a dumb fuck who can’t do shit right without anyone, so… Uh…” Charlie trailed off, her cheeks now were in deep shades of rouge, due to the previous crying and embarrassment.

She was so used to taking care of herself and others as a child, as her dad said, “lifting others up into her arms” and growing up, that made her feel bad whenever she asked for help, even if it was the smallest one. With Michael here, he helped her realize that it would be fine to ask for favor, and she was really grateful for his existence. Yet, at that time of the month, the hormones broke her down in an emotional mess and she could not help but feel guilty about it as she thought Michael would think of her as a burden to him.

But Michael had proved her wrong, he was always there if she needed, he tended to her wants without asking anything returned. He did it, regardless of whether Charlie asked him or not. He was always there, at her beck and call.

And just the thought of it made Charlie teared up again.

“- I think we should get some fried chicken for dinner, so we won’t have to clean up much, there is a new place down there- Whoa, wait! Are you okay?” Noticing the water running down Charlie’s face, Michael jolted up and scrambled to wipe away the tears, but Charlie stopped him.

“It’s okay, Mike, nothing big. Sometimes even happiness can be overwhelming like now, y’know?” She smiled, and reached up to pat Michael on the head and he leaned into the touch just like a huge puppy, eyes closed in bliss and that put a wider smile on Charlie.

She let Michael pick her up and carried her in bridal style to the couch, where she already made up with a huge pile of blankets and pillows. Charlie wrapped herself in the blankets and giggled to herself as she watched Michael hurried to make her warm tea in a thermo and went to their rooms to give her some plushies and finally went out to buy the dinner he talked about previously. But before that, he did not forget to give her a peck on the lips and a gentle pat on her cheeks.

“I will be gone for a bit, try not to break anything, okay?” Michael lightly joked, as Charlie playfully slapped his arm.

“Yeah, you dork. Now go get me dinner!”

As she relaxed back on the couch, wrapping in a cocoon of blankets, Charlie felt very warm, and happy for having peaceful moments like this as she snuggled deeper under many layers of them. A boyfriend who was always available there for her, her favorite movie was on the TV, surrounded by soft plushies and comforters, she could not really ask for more.

However, the blissful moment was short-lived, as the stomach cramp crept up on her again. As she curled up into a ball because of the pain, Charlie could feel the certain gross feeling smearing through her clothes.

Fuck.

She rushed to the bathroom as fast as she could, despite the burning pain inside her stomach. As she sat down on the toilet and took off her sweatpants, Charlie silently cursed to her own ears, there went another pair of panties and pants, ruined by the blood. She quickly ripped the blood stained pad away and threw it into a bin nearby while her panties and sweatpants now were the laundry basket.

Charlie wanted to get up and change because she could go back to the comfortable couch so badly, but there was something inside that held her back, gluing her to the toilet seat. As the stress from the pain and the hormones crawled on her shoulders and consumed her, Charlie found herself crying again with her knees up to her chest. Loudly.

She was so immersed in her own world filled with sobs and salty tears, that she didn’t notice the bathroom door creaking open and a very worried Michael stepped in.

It was lucky for Michael that he did not have to be in the long line to get those delicious meals that he had promised, as he was skipping happily on the way back to the flat. But when he opened the door, he was greeted with an empty couch and the TV still turned on. He almost got into another wave of anxiety because he thought that Charlie had disappeared somewhere, then he heard the sounds of wailing coming from the bathroom.

Michael found Charlie sitting on the toilet, he did not say anything, but sat down on the bathtub’s edge and waited for her to calm down this time. He knew that whenever Charlie curled up like this, she did not want anyone to touch her or talk to her, so he would be there, patiently letting Charlie pour all of her emotions out in order to feel better.

When Charlie finally looked up from her knees, the first sight she was greeted with was Michael sitting beside her, and in his hands was a box of tissues. He wordlessly passed one to her, and Charlie took it quietly to wipe up her face.

"Thanks, Mike. I really appreciate it." She said gently, her eyes were still red and puffy from the previous moment while forcing a pained smile on her face. Although the cramps had not gone away yet, it did lessen a bit. But it was still enough for Charlie to groan out.

"Do you want me to fetch you some painkillers?" Asked Michael, now moved into a kneeling position in front of Charlie, his eyes softened. She did not say anything and just shook her head in silence, whining pitfully.

"No? Is there any other thing I can do for you?"

Still nothing coming out of her, and Michael noticed Charlie reaching out to him to pull him in a hug. He complied eagerly, wrapping his arms around her and rubbing her back up and down in order to soothe her.

"You said you want to do things for me right?" Charlie's voice interrupted, making Michael pull away to look down at her.

He nodded, feeling confused by her question.

"Well, there is something I always want to try out… But I don't know if you will be grossed out by this…" She continued, her green eyes darting away.

"IwantyoutofuckmewhileIamonperiod!"

Charlie, just realizing what she had blurted out and seeing the dumbfounded expression on Michael's face, groaned out loud and buried her face on her palms. That's it, as expected, he was not ready for this. She should have told him to wait for her to clean up and they would eat dinner together. Charlie felt like she had fucked up very terribly this time. She tried to gather up her mind to tell Michael that he should ignore it and it was not her intention, but he cut her off.

"Okay."

What?

Most of the time, Michael was quite slow on catching what others were telling him and he always had to ask them to repeat again. But on some rare occasions, like this moment, he fully heard what was being told to him, even if it was faster than usual. He knew what Charlie was trying to say and he would listen to her desire as she wished.

"Y-You don't find it disgusting?" She hesitantly spoke up, her hands clutching into Michael's arms, as he shook his head.

"I was kinda weird out at first, yeah. But gross? Never. It was just a natural process of the human body!" He chirped, smiling up at Charlie to reassure her.

"Also, I have read somewhere that it can help to ease the cramps too. Maybe we should test that theory out?" Michael continued, as his face wore a mischievous expression now.

This time it was Charlie who stared at him with an astonished look, then it was quickly replaced with embarrassment as reaction to the playful tone of Michael. How the hell he could go from a cute and adorable boyfriend to a tease, she would never know.

"Well thanks, your honor. But let me clean up the dirty toilet seat first, and get that dinner, then we can do whatever we were up to." Charlie responded, turning around and trying to hide the fact that her cheeks were hurting so much from a grin plastered on her face.

After Charlie had done cleaning inside the bathroom, she rummaged through the underwear drawer and put a new pair on with a clean pad. She did think that maybe she should put on sweatpants, but abandoned the idea since she was not really in the mood. And her stomach felt as if a mini earthquake was inside now.

When Charlie stepped back outside, she found Michael sitting back on the couch, trying to hold back their cats from having a bite from their dinner.

"Nooo! Basil! You can't have that! I already gave you a chicken nugget!" He whined, one hand holding Basil the black kitty back from crawling on the table, and another cat, Pepperoni, was held in one of his arms.

The sight was really amusing to her, as four little cats teamed up against her huge boyfriend and he was helplessly defending the food from them.

Charlie observed them silently for a while with a huge grin, until one of their cats, Pepperoni, perked up from his place on the young man’s shoulder and noticed her presence. As if they were sharing the same brain, when the orange feline began to walk up to her, Michael also turned back and waved for her to sit down.

"Hi! I already unpacked all of them, you just need to eat only! Here, let me grab you some of it." He beamed, giving her a piece of chicken. It had cooled down for a bit, but it was still warm enough to enjoy. Plus Charlie did not enjoy the thought of her burning her own tongue.

They ate in silence, whilst Michael tried to sneak a glance at Charlie to check if she was fine. There was a small smile on his face as he did so.

"What are you staring at? Is there something on my face?" Charlie asked him, her eyes wide with curiosity.

"Nothing! It's just you look really cute while wearing my shirt!" Michael exclaimed, now glancing at her with that lovesick stare in those ocean eyes of his. Charlie could feel heat begin to rise up her cheeks under it. But he did have a point, since Charlie was really petite compared to him, her body was literally drowned in his button-up shirt, which made the long sleeves look like paws on her if she did not pull them up.

She did not reply anything, but instead turned back to her food in order to relieve the awkward feeling inside herself.

They sat in peace like that, with Michael looking at his girlfriend with fondness and adoration in his eyes while Charlie munching on her meal silently. When she finally finished and wiped away the grease from her mouth, Michael offered to clean up the table so Charlie could have a small rest before the main event. He stood up to gather all the trash in a bag, and then placed it inside the bin. He returned to Charlie still sitting on the couch, with her face propped up on her arms and her look bored into the TV, her hair slightly messed up from what happened previously and her legs swinging back and forth.

Again, Michael thought that she was the most endearing girl in the world and how lucky he was to have her.

He flopped down on the seat next to her, and chimed up, "So, do you want to get to work now?"

"Well, I do. But can we move it into the bathroom? I don't want blood stains anywhere…" Charlie trailed off, now looking up to the man next to her and shivered lightly at the thought of cleaning up.

As soon as Charlie finished her words, Michael picked her up, his arms wrapped around her body as he took long strides to the bathroom, flipped the light switch on and gently set her down to the large bathtub while also getting in there himself.

His lips closed upon hers, with Michael's hands on the side of her face and Charlie's arms wrapped on his shoulders. It was just some pecks then and there at first, exchanging between soft laughs and giggles. But Charlie got impatient, as she got bored of the slow moments, she decided to bite on Michael's lower lips when he tried to pull away. Michael eventually caught up with her intentions, as he began to swipe the tip of his tongue gently on his girlfriend's lips.

Charlie took on the cue, and slightly opened her mouth so Michael could slide his own tongue inside. When he did that, she whimpered and a blooming heat spread between her legs, her hands gripping the fabric underneath harder. They pulled away for a short moment for air, then immediately went back in, engulfed themselves in the heated and carnal desire. It was so deep and wet to the point when Michael parted from her lips, Charlie felt almost lightheaded. Her eyes were clouded with hunger, her lips were cherry red and puffy.

“Is this okay?” Asked Michael, his breathing hitched for a little bit as he cradled her cheek in one hand, the other started caressing her back soothingly. Only when Charlie closed her eyes in bliss and muttered out a small “It’s okay”, did Michael began to unbutton her shirt. He pulled the large shirt over her shoulder, tossed them to the side as he took in the sight of her chest.

Normally, his girl had a smaller chest, yet inciting to him very much, and fit perfectly inside of his palms. But now, they were so full, swelling and aching more than usual.

Michael hesistantly reached up a hand to palm the bare skin before him, his eyes seeking for a sign of approval. When Charlie nodded her head, he took it to go further. Both of his palms now made tender, deep movements against sore breasts. The sensation of her boyfriend’s rough and calloused hands against her softest parts making Charlie airly moaned out, her core ached for more.

In a swift move, Michael leaned down and enveloped one of the pink buds inside of his mouth, his tongue rubbing and sucking in a soothing motion to ease the aching sensation. Charlie ran a hand through his soft brown locks now, sighing in pleasure as Michael did so. Her other hand, now placed on her boyfriend’s hand on her chest, encouraged him to massage the swollen flesh more. As Michael pulled his mouth away, he could see a string of saliva clinging to the nipple and the tip of his tongue.

He leaned back, and hastily claimed Charlie back in another kiss.

Charlie could feel Michael grinning against her lips, and her heart did a small flip due to the happiness growing inside her chest. Maybe also because of his palms kneading her breasts too. Whatever the reason was, she just felt very content, and delighted around Michael, especially at this time.

Michael pulled his mouth away from Charlie, he gave her a quick peck on her forehead, then proceeded to take off her panties. The sight of the bloodied pad had taken Charlie back for a bit, yet she silently observed Michael ripping the pad off her underwear and throwing it into the trashcan next to the sink while her discarded panties lay on the bathroom floor.

Michael was going to move inside the bathtub to touch Charlie again, but was abruptly stopped by her pout and a hand on his chest.

“At least take off your clothes first. I don’t want to make your clothes dirty.”

Right, how can he be that forgetful?

As Michael was undressing himself, Charlie took it as a chance to be awe at the sight of his naked body. Sure, they had seen each others’ bodies many times before, but Charlie could not help but flushed at the sight of it. She felt as if she was an ordinary school girl giggling and kicking her feet in embarrassment.

Michael caught her stare and just rolled his eyes in amusement. No matter how hard she tried, Charlie would always be obvious to him whenever she indulged in her own fantasies of his body. Not that he complained though.

After he finally stripped down to nothing and completely bare, Michael stepped inside the shared tub, effortlessly dragging Charlie into his lap too.

"Hey." Michael beamed, the tip of his nose touching the girl's.

"Hi." Charlie greeted back, her cheeks painted pink, yet there was a smirk adorned her face.

"How are you feeling?" Michael asked, as he bent over to nuzzle his head on Charlie's chest, inhaling the mild scent of her body.

"A bit in pain, but generally speaking, I'm good. Thanks to you." Was her reply, following with a light playful huff as she moved her hand down Michael's torso to take a hold of him, which made him hissed out in pleasure.

No words were exchanged between them. While Charlie worked at her boyfriend's length with languid strokes, Michael also did not waste any time, he started to leave bite marks on Charlie, on her cute little neck, on her pale chest, and on her collarbone too. His mouth was so hot against her skin, letting out breathy moans and making her inside clenched at the feelings.

When Charlie released the length from her hand, there was white sticky liquid running down on it. An idea popped inside of her head as looking at Michael panting in exhaustion of the post-orgasmic feeling.

"Hey... Would you look at this Mike?"

At the sound of her voice, Michael peeked up from his place.

He was greeted with such a blessed sight for his own eyes.

His girlfriend sitting on his lap, her body bare for him was enough. But now, it was improvised by her own hand, smeared by his release, and was now running across her chest and glowing softly under the lights. And it did not help that her eyes were half-lidded, with a small smirk on her lips.

Oh, if she wanted to play with him that bad, then he also had a few tricks up his sleeves too.

Michael leaned over Charlie, capturing her lips in a kiss. As she was taken back by surprise, he held her hip firmly in one hand, and the other started to wander down her body, lightly pinched on a slick nipple, and finally stopping at her cunt. His fingers brushed against her clit, tapping at it lightly.

Michael continued to move his fingers against Charlie, drawing out moans and whimpers from her. He moved them up and down in a slow motion, only flicked at her clit, teasing around her entrance and refused to put them inside. His fingers were drenched in blood and fluid, and it made his movements more sloppy than usual.

Charlie felt like she was on the verge of crying. Waves of pleasure crashed down on her body, it was too much, she wanted to cum so bad, yet Michael kept denying her from that sweet release. Her body was throbbing, her pussy soaked with want.

"Aw, what's the matter? You want to cum?" There was it, that fucking wicked smirk. Charlie wanted to slap that smile off his face so badly, but she knew damn well that in her position, she was almost powerless under his hands.

So Charlie did not say anything, but nodded.

"Nuh uh, words! Or you will get off on your own. Do you want that?"

Charlie hated this, but as her release was slowly creeping on her, she gave in.

"Please, Mike? Please let me cum? I promised I would be good?" She pleaded, and even batted her lashes at him while tilting her head to the side.

"Well, since you have asked so nicely—"

The next second was a blur. Michael's mouth found her chest again, now biting harder on it making Charlie let out a pleased scream. His fingers rapidly went in and out, his thumb worked deftly on her clit, her soaked cunt was practically begging for him. Her body jolted up and twitched in desire, her face was twisted into the look of raw lust, her hips tried to rock up and down to meet his pace.

And finally when Michael pressed on that one soft spot, it was like a switch flipped inside her stomach. Charlie was shaking in satisfaction, her legs trembling and her eyes shut tight but could not stop the tears flowing down her cheeks.

Michael did not stop there, his fingers still kept going whilst pressing soft kisses on those tear stained cheeks, until Charlie was overwhelmed by the pleasure and pushed him away from her.

"Are you okay?" He asked, as he was rubbing the girl's arm up and down to soothe her. She just nodded, the teasing coming with the orgasm had worn her out a bit.

Michael gave Charlie a reassuring smile, then pulled her over his lap. She noticed that his cock had hardened again, the tip was slick with precum. Just the thought of it going inside her made her all hot and bothered.

Michael placed small kisses on Charlie's throat as his cock sliding between the puffy lips of her cunt, blood and slick down there coated it in a thin layer.

A groan rumbling out of his throat, "... Can't take it anymore. I need to be inside you now… "

"Please, Michael," Charlie whimpered, "Do it already… Don't make me wait, please— Ah!!"

Michael did not even wait for her to finish the sentence and started to thrust inside. Sex was a normal occurance for them, but Charlie could not stop herself from groaning out at the feeling of being stretched. Plus, she was more sensitive than other days too, which resulted in the feeling of both being sore and soothing.

Yet, Charlie found herself craving more of it.

"Michael," she whimpered softly, "Oh god, please, more�� "

"Shhh, it's fine, I got you, okay?" Michael replied, letting a deep groan follow suit along with the high pitched moans coming from his girl. He started to make deeper strokes, sliding in and out of her cunt. Despite being lubed up, Michael still found it quite hard to move, as Charlie was tighter than normal. So he tried out with shallow thrusts first in order to make Charlie relaxed more.

After a while, Charlie had gotten used to the feeling, Michael began to pound inside her cunt with harder strokes, and her toes curled in euphoria. Her body trembled in delight, her nails dug deep on to the young man's back in crimson lines.

"Oh, Michael," Charlie moaned, her voice broken, "Want more, more—"

"Don't worry baby, I'm here… You can always have me, as much as you want…" Contrast to the rough thrusting down there, Michael leaned into the girl on his lap, showered her in wet kisses and tender bites on her neck.

Charlie fluttered her eyes shut, basking in the moment. She tried to push her hips in tandem with Michael, making his length go further inside, and the act made Michael growl lowly. He pulled her face closer, and locked her in another searing kiss. Their tongues intertwined together sloppily, chest heaving and burning with passion.

Feeling his release was approaching closer, Michael sped up his thrust, his hands now moved to grip on Charlie's thighs and spread them wider for more access. His hips now slamming harder into hers, plunging in a faster pace and it made Charlie parted away from his mouth, gasping for air because the erotic needs almost took away her breath.

With Michael's sped up pace, and the fact his cock kept grinding against the sweet spot deep in her cunt, Charlie could no longer hold back anymore.

A piercing scream came out of her throat, her tongue lolled out making her spit dribbling down her chin, creating such a lewd look. Her body trembled hard, legs closing around his waist as her head threw back. Her pussy clenched tightly and released her juice all over the cock was inside her. Her brain was fogged and blurry after reaching climax, there was nothing inside that head of hers beside the man above her.

Michael, only Michael.

As Charlie finally reached her orgasm, Michael up there was not much far from it. When he felt the moist walls clamped down his cock, he knew it was the end. His head threw back and he let out a shrill groan. He gave Charlie the last thrust as fast as he could and immediately released inside her, pulling her into his chest and stroking her back gently.

Michael did not stop there after the release as he still remained inside Charlie. His pace turned messy as trying to fuck his semen back in. He stayed like that for some time, then pulled out when his cock softened.

It was the first time both of them witnessed Michael's pearly white cum mixing with Charlie's blood. It was such a sinful and also a very erotic sight.

Michael could not resist his urge, so his fingers scooped up some of the mixed liquid and rubbed it all over Charlie's mound and pushed some of it back inside her pussy too, and Charlie watched him with ragged breath and an unfocused look.

He gently brushed back her hair and gave Charlie a peck on the forehead, still wrapping his arms around her in a firm hug. She leaning into his chest with her legs around his waist, her voice small,

"Thank you."

It took Michael a moment to realize what Charlie was saying. His chest bursted out with warm and fuzzy feelings at thoe words. But instead of replying back, he reached over to turn on the tap, and changed it into the shower head so he could wash away the remaining fluid on their bodies.

Michael did not let Charlie lift a finger, as he took his time to wash her hair and massage any annoying knots on her body. The feeling of warm water running down her skin and her boyfriend's large palms running across her body was one of the best feelings in the world, according to Charlie.

After Michael was finished with washing her up, Charlie turned back and asked him if she could do the same to pay him back for the favor, he happily let her. Her small hands ran through his brown hair, kneading against his muscles and tried to do their best to make Michael more relaxed as he shut his eyes in happiness.

When they were both done, they got dressed (in which Michael only had a sweatpants on and Charlie was stealing one of his shirts to sleep as usual), dried their hair before settling down for bed. The warmth emitting from the blankets was very tempting, but somehow they still could not get sleepy.

"Charlie?"

"Mm yeah?"

"Was I going too rough back then?" Michael asked, his eyes now filled with worriness when he thought about what happened.

"Well, I can handle it, don't worry much. When you got a whole ass over six foot tall boyfriend, it's just a normal thing to take. In fact, I can handle even more" Charlie chirped from under the blankets, her back was in front of Michael.

As hearing that, Michael quirked up, scooting closer to her

"You can handle more? Then let's do it again!!"

"Wha— Hey! Not now!" Charlie frowned, turned back to flick Michael at his forehead.

"Aw, too bad!" On hearing the response, Michael faked a sigh of pensiveness, pouting at Charlie. At the sight of his sad face, she was defeated.

"Well, I won't do it now cause I have enough sex for today, but does tomorrow morning sound good to you?"

"Okay, then, morning is it? Now we should go to sleep, my eyes are protesting!" Michael grinned, now digging his nose into Charlie's head and took in the scent of her mint shampoo.

"Wow, so much for someone who wants to do it now." Coming from Charlie a sarcastic reply, with a light hit on his chest as a result.

"But you love me ~"

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #charlie emily #michael afton #charlotte emily #mike schmidt #fnaf marlie #michael afton x charlie emily #nsf.w #fnaf smut #my writing

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