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(Source: noah-mulaney)
She laughed at his comment, leaving the bathroom door open as she stripped down and pulled on the shorts and tank-top, “You’ll be fine for a few minutes.” she called out, pulling her hair up into a bun as she scrubbed her face and neck clean. Without any of that on, the marks Michael left on her were clearly visible, as were the ones on her back, but she really didn’t mind all that much anymore. She’d enjoyed receiving each and every one of them.
She made her way out of the bathroom and crawled onto her bed, immediately snuggling up against him. “I’m here I’m hereeee. I promise not to go anywhere else for the rest of the night.” she said with a chuckle, leaning up to press her lips to his for another kiss.”
He groaned, “I’m going to die without you, baby.” He couldn’t help but smile. He was getting a little ridiculous, maybe. Just a tad. Michael watched her undress, he could almost see the marks on her back. They really were deep. He smirked, scooting over waiting for Imogene. The makeup washed off and he could see the the marks clearly now. He just hoped that he could make more of them soon. Then again, she may need a little time to heal up. He knew that his back was aching slightly. Pain, sure. Soreness, irritating.
He smiled as her body curled up to his, “Finally…” he mumbled into her hair as his arms slowly wrapped around her and he kiss her back softly. This was nice. He let his hands trail down her back. She felt so soft and familiar. He had needed this. He had needed some sanity for a little while. He broke the kiss looking into her dark irises, “I have I told you how beautiful you are, darling?” he murmured.
Imogene left Noah’s house, telling him she’d see him later and she made her way back home. The smile only grew as she made her way down the street, the house coming into view. Michael would be there waiting for her and that just made everything better. The thought of spending the night in Michael’s arms was something she was looking forward too.
Closing the door behind her, once she was inside, she slid her jacket off and tossed it onto the kitchen counter as she made her way up the stairs to her room. “Give me a second. I just want to change out of these clothes and into my pajamas.” she made her way over to the bed and pressed a quick kiss to his lips before she snatched her shorts and tank-top off the bed and made her way into the bathroom to change and wash up.
Michael flopped face down into the bed and grinned. Smelled like her. He’d pretty much decided to stay at her house after New York. Seemed like the right thing to do for some reason. He didn’t want to leave her alone for too long. Then again, but he was the one that didn’t want to be left alone. He still had that little bit of animal in him that wanted everyone he saw and he didn’t want to fuck this up. But he liked staying in Imogene’s house and see her next to him when he woke up. He did miss his shoes.
He heard the door close downstairs and he rolled over feeling extremely childish. He gave her a quick smile and accepted her kiss happily. “Alright,” he grumbled, mockingly, “Just me here alone to rot. That’s fine.” Feigning a sob at the end of his words. Definitely feeling like child tonight. He stretched out on the bed with a slight yawn. He was eager to have Imogene in his arms.
I will babe, no worries. I’ll be back before you know it.
Good. I’ll just go warm up the bed.
(Source: fkyoulikeademon)
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30 seconds to mars - hurricane - unplugged
Well, hopefully you won’t have to find other either.
I hope not. So how shall we spend the evening? Laying in bed?
Yes, please. I think we’ve tired ourselves out after the last few days anyway.
I’m inclined to agree with you. I’ll just come home after I see Noah and crawl into bed with you. It’ll be perfect.
Sounds fantastic. Finish up with that little fucker soon.