"Your dress is going to be white, right?" Michael asked as he carefully skimmed through a rack of clothes that an assistant had brought over to Neverland. There were different tuxedos hanging on it and Michael was trying on and deciding which one he wanted to wear for our wedding. It was still unreal to me. It was about a year after I had met Michael, and I had to admit, I was still sometimes in awe that we were a couple. After all, I had been a fan of him for many years, I had idolized and adored him as a teenager. And now, with only 25 years of age, I was about to marry the man of my dreams.

"Yes, I will pick one out with my mom. You won't get to see that until the wedding, you know that" I giggled and put my arm around his waist, while he took a suit from the rack of clothes.

"What do you think about this one?" He said and showed me the suit from all sides. It was black and had dark, shimmering rhinestones covering the front. I smirked. I knew he was going to pick that one: it was totally his style.

"You should try it on" I said and pulled a little at his T-shirt.

"Haha, ok I will" He said and put the tuxedo down. As he was just about to pull his T-shirt over his head I stopped him.

"Wait, I'm gonna do that. I want to do that" I whispered and couldn't hide my smile. I had always wanted to undress Michael, just for the fun of it. Well, maybe just because he was that sexy. Michael laughed. "Oh that's my girl, always coming up with the craziest wishes. But, go ahead" He smiled at me, his eyes full of love. I pulled his T-shirt slowly upwards and he raised his arms in the air, so I could take it off of him. As soon as it was off I put my hands on the sides of his body, running my fingertips slowly down. "Well damn" I just smiled.

"What hahah you're embarrassing me" He blushed a little. "Come here" He wrapped his arms around me and pressed me against his body. "I can't wait to marry you Susan" He whispered, his chin resting on my head and he rocked me from side to side in his arms. I could tell that he was in a much better mood than the months before, he was always moving, dancing around the house and sometimes even singing to himself and, when he was really happy, he would even sing to me.

"Me either" I smiled and held him tighter. "But first, you gotta try on your suit." I said and pulled back. "Can I?" I raised my eyebrow and put my hands on his belt. He nodded and put his back behind his back. "Yes you can" He smirked and looked down at my hands. I undid his belt and opened the button of his pants, biting my lip. I pulled down his zipper and let his pants slide to his ankles. Michael slipped out of his shoes and stepped out of his pants, only wearing his boxers now. I gently brushed my fingers against his thighs. "You have an incredibly sexy body Mr. Jackson" I smirked and looked up at him.

"Well..." He said and chuckled.

"Oh sush" I laughed and run my fingers over the back of his legs teasingly. "I can only speak for myself I guess, but I find you a huge tease" I looked up at him. "By the way...you're hard" I whispered and kissed him. Michael quickly held my shoulders and pulled back. "That is just because you were touching my legs Susan and you know it" He laughed.

"I know that, just thought you'd want to know. But...since we're already at that point "I whispered and touched his belly, sliding my hands down over his abs to the rim of his boxers. He backed up a bit, taking a step backwards until his back hit the wall.

"Oops" I made a face at him. "You aren't getting out of this one"

"Susan..."Michael smiled, but let me slide my hand inside his underwear. "Uhhh" He let out as I cupped his manhood. "Girl, can I lay down on the bed at least..." He leaned his head against the wall behind him.

"Nuh uh, you're gonna stand right here in front of me" I smirked and slid his underwear down. Michael bit his lip and shook his head.

"What's gotten into you today" He smiled, but instantly let out a grunt as I wrapped my hands around his manhood. "Muh god" He let out and run his fingers through his hair, grabbing a bunch of his curls.

"I just want to give you some pleasure, are you ok with that?" I smiled and stroked his hard member. Michael closed his eyes and swallowed. Leaning his head against the wall, he opened his mouth a bit and let out a mere "yeah you can", already loosing his head from my touches.

"Really?" I asked teasingly and grabbed the base of his shaft.

"Yes Susan!" He moaned and smiled widely, knowing I loved to tease him.

"Alright, you're in for a treat" I whispered and went down on my knees. Michael raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked down at me.

"You don't, you don't have to do that Susan" He said a little shy and bit his lip. I just smiled and put my fingers around his manhood. I could tell he was already breathing harder and as I moved my head closer to him, he closed his eyes.

"Love you" I just smiled and wrapped my lips around his tip. "Oh yeah" Michael's hips twitched a little as I began sucking him. I looked up at him and had to concentrate hard on not loosing my mind. He looked incredible, he had furrowed brows and his chest was going up and down faster now.

"Uh...damn Susan uh god" He moaned and put his hands on the wall behind him. I knew he wasn't used to this, since he was usually a bit to shy to let me do this to him. It was all the better now though. "Can I...lay down please" He let out and looked down at me. He was biting his lip hard, and swallowed. I just shook my head slightly, while swirling my tongue around his hard member.

"Ah god..." Michael furrowed his brows and I could tell he was getting weaker in his knees; the pleasure was a little too much for him. I began licking him faster, while playing with his balls, and that was what sent him over the edge. With a high-pitched moan he came.

I could tell his knees were buckling, so I took his hand and pulled him to the bed. "Lay down Michael" I whispered and Michael closed his eyes, lying on his back.

"Gosh Susan, we got totally off track" He chuckled and run his hands through his hair.

"Mr. Jackson, did you decide?" We suddenly heard the voice of the assistant outside the door, and we could tell she was steps away from entering.

"Oh god, quick!" Michael's eyes widened and he pulled a blanket over his legs. Seconds after, the door opened and the woman stood there.

"Are you alright Mr. Jackson?" She asked a little worried, as she saw him still breathing heavily and my worried expression in my face.

"Yeah uh, just I...I had to lay down on the bed so Susan could take of my sucks...socks." He said and I pressed my lips together to not burst out in laughter at that mistake.

"Alright, I understand" The assistant smiled politely. "I'll check up on you later to note which outfit you picked out ok?"

"Yes, thank you" I smiled and closed the door behind her, instantly bursting out in laughed. I jumped on the bed next to Michael and we both laughed.

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"Susan" Michael came into the living room that evening. He was pale and looked very upset.

"Hey, Michael. What's wrong?" I asked as he sat down beside me on the touch. "Are you not feeling well?"

"Susan, you can tell me if you told them" Michael just said and looked at me.

"What? What did I tell who?" I asked, totally confused.

"About out wedding" Michael raised his eyebrows. "I don't wanna...accuse you or anything, but look, I thought we had agreed on not making this official. At least not yet."

"What? I thought you said I could tell my family, so I can invite them. I only told my mom, siblings and my best friend, like we had agreed on."

"Yes your family, but not the press Susan! Not the whole world!" Michael put his hands on his face and let out a sigh.

"Why would I do that?" I asked confused. He didn't answer, he just took the remote and turned on the TV. And then I saw the news: Michael Jackson soon to be married to unknown woman.

"I...I don't know how that happened!" My eyes widened and I looked at Michael. "I –"

"Susan, are you sure you didn't call anyone who might have leaked this to the media or did you tell any repor-"

"What? Stop right there, Michael!" I got louder. "Can you please stop accusing me!" I grabbed his hand, but he pulled away. "I thought we had this discussion. You can trust me!" But he wouldn't listen.

"All I know is, Kate told me she heard you make a phone call telling...telling the press about this"

"WHAT? No Michael, that isn't true. That is absolutely made up. But, are you seriously believing Kate, and why would she say that?" I gasped and tears came up in my eyes. I couldn't believe we were at this point again: somebody making up lies to backstab Michael. What was it for this time? Kate? What would she get out of this?

"Susan, you can tell me if you did it. I know you wanted this to become official! I was just hoping I could keep one part of my life private but I guess...I guess this is gonna be torn apart by the media as well now" He cried out and was just about the get up from the couch.

"No, you stay right here!" I pulled him back. "I'm not letting you get fooled by someone this time" I said sternly and wiped away my tears, then took a deep breath. "Listen to me now. I am your girlfriend and Kate is just an assistant here."

"Susan, let go of me" Michael said and tried to get away from me. I was so upset and scared that he was going to shut me out again and dwell on his feelings, so I held him firmly by his arm.

"NO MICHAEL!" I cried out. I knew too well how stubborn Michael could be sometimes and how hard it was to change his mind. "Why do YOU never trust me" I began crying and just let him go. "I thought you loved me" I whimpered and put my face in my hands. "Why do you keep thinking I'm doing stuff like that. First the story with Siedah now..."I looked up and realized that Michael had left the room.

"Oh God" I cried more and stared at the television. A reporter was already speculation about who Michael's soon to be wife could be and fans were shown, screaming in the streets. I couldn't believe we were at this point again.

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"Susan?" I suddenly heard Michael's soft voice and he looked through the door. I was still lying on the couch, my face wet from tears. I didn't move since he had left, just staring at the ceiling.

"Susan?" He said again as I didn't answer and he walked over to me.

"Are you telling me to leave now?" I said and that made me choke up again. I pressed my sleeve against my eyes to soak of the tears.

"No, please don't leave" He just whispered and sat down beside me. I could tell he was nervous. "I believe you"

"Oh really?" I just tolled my eyes. "Why now? Did you find out Kate was lying?" I scoffed, but I couldn't sound confident, it just came out like a whimper. "I'm sure it was her that informed the media"

"Yes it's her" Michael simply said and looked down in shame.

"What?" I raised my eyebrows.

"I'm so sorry Susan" Michael shook his head, and only now I noticed how messed up he looked. "I'm horrible I know Susan" He sighed. "I caught her making another phonecall to the press."

"What!" I sat straight up. At that moment, I was so relieved that Michael didn't think it was me anymore, I just wrapped my arms around him. "Oh Michael Joseph Jackson" I pressed my face against his arm. "You have to believe your girlfriend sometimes. And trust me." I held him closer.

"I'm sorry I...I just, I'm not good with that" He held me. "I try to get better. Sometimes I just can't believe this is real." He whispered.

"What?" I asked and looked at him.

"Just...having you, that you're just here with me out of pure love, nothing else. I've never had someone like you."

"You better get used to that" I smiled and made a kissy face. He bent down and kissed my lips gladly.

"I promise I will do my best. But...this is the world I live in" He motioned with his head towards the TV. "I don't know if I want to do that to you. You don't know what you're getting yourself into with me. It can get crazy. The media, the hype. People so close to us turning on us."

"Shhh...I just want to be with you. Everything else can be dealt with" I smiled."Some do everything for lust. Some, everything for fame. Kate did everything for money. But look at us, we are still winning"