𝔪𝔦𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔢𝔩 𝔧𝔞𝔠𝔨𝔰𝔬𝔫 𝔦𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔰

(Request for 'shellyz heehee' on Pinterest. My love goes to her, she's a good friend❤️)

5:30 P.M.

Neverland Ranch

November 15th

Narrator's P.O.V.

Shelly had been out and about for hours with her boyfriend Michael, shopping and simply enjoying life. The chill of autumn blew them both away, so they had decided to head home to warm up.

Michael and Shelly sat together on their couch watching Grey's Anatomy, cuddled snugly in blankets with popcorn in a bucket - obviously the popcorn was Michael's idea. Shelly hid her head from the screen in Michael's chest every time a gory scene played.

"Eugh, Michael that's so nasty! He's literally touching that guy's brain!"

"Nah girl, he's saving that mans life. Derik is one of my favorites and we just barely started watching". He giggled and twirled her hair around as she looked away.

"Still, how do you have the nerve to watch this stuff without being creeped out?"

"Come on now, it's not that bad. We're all made up of the same stuff you know."

Shelly scrunched her nose. "Still, it's so gross. Almost scary, even."

"Oh, you wanna see scary?"

"Michael what-"

He pushed her onto her back and tickled her sides, making her thrash uncontrollably to get him to stop. "Michael enough! S-top!"

"What, you said you wanted scary! Is this scary?!"

"No!"

"Then I guess I gotta try harder, huh?!"

He tickled her sides and moved farther up, tickling everything besides her face at this point. Shelly's laughing got louder and louder before they both accidentally slipped onto the floor. Michael ended up on top of her, his face incredibly close to her lips.

"Still, not scary." Shelly whispered, twirling and twisting one of Michael's curls with her finger.

"Hmm... well, I guess this is my last attempt."

He hopped up, and carried her bridal style to his bedroom.

"Well, this is mighty bold of you, Mikey." Shelly smirked as he set her on his bed, hovering over her.

"I know I am, thank you for reminding me."

"Cocky, too."

"Pft, I ain't 'cocky'. If anything I'm just... bad."

"Yeah, sure. You ain't bad."

"You wanna see who's bad?"

"Show me who's bad. Dare me."

Michael roughly pressed his lips to Shelly's, holding her arms down with his hands. His tongue asked for entrance, but Shelly wouldn't let him in. He slid a free hand under her shirt and dragged a finger down her breast, swirling it around her nipple and sliding his tongue in when she moaned.

Michael broke the kiss to prove his point. "So, who's bad then?"

"Y-ou..."

"Hm? I didn't quite hear that."

He pinched her nipple, earning a sharp inhale and a heavy moan.

"You!"

"Good girl."

He climbed off of her and went to walk away before she grabbed his wrist. "Hey, we weren't done!"

"Yes we are, I showed you who's bad. You doubted me, so I'm not finishing."

Shelly noticed his bulge and smirked. "Well, how will you take care of that without me?"

"I have my ways."

Michael waved bye in a cocky way, leaving her in his room.

"Damn, he really is bad."

"You know it girl!" he yelled from the hallway.

"Damn you Michael!"








(Eeh okay! That was super fun to write. I'm hoping I get more requests to do because these are actually really fun to do, be it fluff, smut or an actual plot. Writing is just fun I guess LOL. Anyways, feel free to like, vote, comment, etc, and you can request stories as well!

Love you all!

~Minty)

(;total word count: 601;)