(I wrote one similar to this in tumblr and since some friends said I should post it on wattpad so I am. I just changed the names and a few details. Hope you like it.)

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I walked into the house, my heels in one hand as Michael grabbed the other tightly. It hurt, his fingers wrapped tightly around my wrist, creating a bruise that'll sure be questioned about by the boys. Michael slammed me against a wall, a little too hard, might I add. I groaned in pain, and he just had a smirk on his face. I had dropped my heels, causing a thump to be heard as they hit the hardwood floor.

"Did you like doing that (Y/n)? Did you enjoy teasing me that way in front of my band mates? Did you fucking enjoy grinding against Ashton, knowing I was watching your every move?" He asked me angrily. The smell of alcohol escaped his breath as he spoke harshly.

"Answer me," he barked. His hand slid up my body, from my thighs to my shoulders, then around my neck. He wasn't choking me, but it was more of a sign if dominance. That he was in charge and I had to obey him. If I didn't, god knows what he would do.

"I'm sorry," I said, which didn't please Michael. He brought his face close to mine, I could feel his hot breath on me. "I didn't mean to Michael."

"I wasn't asking for sorry's princess. I wanted you to tell me, did you enjoy rubbing your ass against Ashton's dick? Did you enjoy making my best friend hard, knowing I was watching you the whole time?" he repeated in a deep and raspy voice.

"No Michael," I said. We were both drunk, I still am, but now I am aware of what I'm doing and what's going on. I didn't mean to. "I-I didn't like it. I promise," I said, and he chuckled.

"I don't believe you." Michael said. "If I reach into your panties and touch you, you won't be wet? Is that what you're telling me?" he asked, using the hand that gripped my wrist to pull the tight dress up a bit.

I stayed quiet, knowing if he did, I would be wet. And it would be because of Ashton. Michael hummed, knowing why I was quiet. "So you did enjoy it. You did like grinding against Ashton." he said and slid his hand into my underwear.

He used his middle finger to run up and down my slit and he hummed again. "So wet princess, and it's all Ashton's fault huh? It's all Ashton's fault you're this wet." he said as pushed his middle finger past my folds and into me.

"I bet you wish this was Ashton's fingers instead of mine. His fingers moving in and out of you. His hands around your neck. And his hazel eyes staring at you like this." he said as I moaned. "I want you quiet. Not one word. Not one moan. Not a single sound unless I say so. And if you don't obey," he said and chuckled. "Well, you'll see if you break those rules."

"Understand me?" he said harshly and added a second finger. I cried out a 'yes Michael' and he smirked. My heart was beating wildly and my bright red bottom lip was between my teeth. His fingers felt so good inside of me. Curled and deep.

He slammed his lips against mine roughly, the taste of alcohol lingering on his lips. He had drank just as much, probably more than I had. He bit down on my bottom lip, and I parted my lips for him. He stuck his tongue in my mouth and I could also taste the alcohol off his tongue.

It was hard for me to control my moans, but I managed. They threatened to ripple through my throat and especape my parted lips. The moans, whimpers, and every other sound a human could produce without sounding like an animal.

The hand around my neck left, and yanked the neckline of my tight black dress down. My boobs spilled from it, and it hurt slightly as it squeezed the skin right under them. It was tight and meant to be over my chest, not under it. Michael grabbed them with his free hand, roughly groping them. His index finger and thumb tweaked my nipples, pinching them and pulling them slightly.

"You're close, aren't you princess? I can feel you clenching around my fingers. Do you want to cum?" Michael asked me and I assume I would be able to talk since he asked me a question.

"Yes Michael, please. Please let me cum. I need to." I said as I moaned. It was relieving. Finally being able to make a sound. To release some of what was dangerously close to escaping. He moved his hand to my other boob, doing the same exact thing.

My stomach tightened, as I came close, but I held it, waiting for Michael to tell me I could. Knowing if I came without permission, I'd be in more trouble then I already was in. "Only because you obeyed my rules. Go ahead princess, cum. Scream my name as you do. Let the whole hotel know who you belong to. Let them know the only one who can make you feel this good is me."

My eyes shut tightly as my thighs trembled. I was afraid I was gonna fall but Michael kept me up, his body pressed up against me. My mouth fell open as Michael's name escaped in a loud scream. It hurt my throat, but that's what he wanted. He wanted me to scream his name, to let the boys, no to let Ashton, who stayed next door, know I was Michael's.

After I had come down, I was a panting mess. I was tired, but Michael wasn't done with me yet. I knew this was far from over. "Such a good girl for me. Doing as I say." Michael said, as he pulled his fingers out of me.

"Suck," he commanded, placing his fingers in front of my face, on top of my bottom lip. I parted my lips and he stuck his fingers in my mouth. I sucked his fingers clean, staring at him in the eyes as I did so. He swore under his breath and pulled his fingers out of my mouth.

"You looked for pretty with your lips around my fingers." Michael said as he grinded his bulge against me. "But you'd look even better with your pretty red lips around my cock." he said. "Knees, now,"

I did as he said and got down on my knees. I reached for his belt buckle and undid it quickly, knowing better than to tease Michael. I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, and then pulled the dark denim down his long pale legs. I bunched them at hid ankles, knowing he didn't have the patience to take his shoes off and deal with them.

I grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down. I wrapped my hand around him and stroked him slowly, spreading the bit of pre-cum around. I wrapped my lips around the tip, sucking on it before taking him all in my mouth. I kept stroking what I couldn't fit in my mouth, until Michael had spoke. "Hands behind your back, oh fuck-now,"

I did as he said, and put my hands behind hid back. Michael grabbed my hair, turning it into a temporary ponytail as bobbed my head up and down. He didn't like how I didn't take all of him in, which caused him to push my head all the way down, making my eyes water and me gag a bit.

"Oh shit," he moaned as he controlled my speed and how much I take in. His moans were breathy and mostly swears. As I looked up, he had his eyes shut tight and his mouth open. He still had his button up on, which made me slightly upset. I wanted to see his upper body covered in a thin layer of sweat.

"Harder," he said and I did. I hollowed out my cheeks even more as he pushed my head all the way down again. A few tears had fallen and my throat still contracted tightly around him. Causing him to groan.

"(Y/n)," he started. "Princess, stop," he said, even though we both knew he didn't want to. He wanted to stay hard, so he could prove I was his. So he could fuck me into the next century, and who was I to say no to that?

I stopped sucking and him and pulled my head off. He unbuttoned his white shirt but didn't take it off. I stood up as he picked up his jeans and grabbed a condom out of the pocket. After he had opened it and rolled it on, he pinned me against the wall again. The cold paint against my hot back felt good, but it wouldn't last long.

"I'm gonna show you who you belong to." Michael said as he wrapped on leg around his waist. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, the only name you'll remember is mine." he said as he aligned himself up with my entrance.

"I want you to be loud. Can you do that for me princess? Be as loud as you can," he asked and I nodded. In one quick movement, he had himself buried deep inside of me. The bittersweet feeling of the movement made me cry out.

"Fuck," he groaned, pulling out and repeating the cycle. His hips moved quickly, causing loud moans to escape my lips.

My bare back rubbed against the wall over and over as he continued his merciless pace. My nails dug into his white button-up, scratching along it. We had just started at the air was already hot and heavy. And we already were sweaty.

Michael's bright red hair hair stuck to his forehead and his mouth released moans and groans. He kept on hand on my waist and another pressed against the wall. Suddenly, he spoke through his moans, "Ashton can't do this to you princess. He can't fuck you like I can."

"He can't," I agreed with him as I arched my back a bit when his lips attacked my chest. His mouth sucking little marks that are sure to be prominent in the morning. That will be questioned about when we see the boys in the morning. But it didn't seem to matter.

He grabbed my leg and lifted it over his shoulder, creating an all new angle that allowed him to go a little deeper. My nails shredded his shirt, ripping long lines into the 'expensive' white material.

"Oh! Michael!" I moaned loudly, as he hit the spot that drives me crazy. He aimed his thrusts there, each thrust bringing me closer and closer to cumming.

It wasn't long until my stomach tightened and my walls clenched around him. He let out a groan as he felt them. "Fuck Michael, I'm so close." I moaned and he nodded.

"Go ahead then, cum princess. You've been a good girl for me." he said and I did. I came around him as he moaned. His name came out of my lips in a loud scream as I came. My eyes shut tightly and my back arched off the wall.

"Fuck I'm close princess," he said after a bit. His thusts got sloppy and his pace slowed down. "Fuck," he groaned and threw his head back as he came.

As soon as he had come down from his high, he pulled out. His heavy breaths still smelt of beer and his shirt was ruined. "Next time princess, don't grind against my best friends." he said panting and I chuckled.

"I didn't mean to Michael." I said and he pressed his lips against mine. "But of course I won't."

(I hope you liked it, and I changed the name because I didn't want a double update that are both Calum haha. Sorry Calum girls. Next imagine might be up tomorrow or the day after.)