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(Introduction)
Dating Michael Jackson was an experience that felt like a trip to cloud nine. Small moments turning into special memories, time feeling so slow as if you could always stay together. When you revealed to Michael that you were an artist he was ecstatic, he shared with you his interest in art, and 100% supported you regardless if you did art as a hobby and/or profession.
(Fluff)
- If you're the type of gal who likes to go to art museums he would take you anytime you wanted. The two of you sitting together on a bench, sketch books in one hand and pencils in the other, tracing sketches of artifacts in glass cases.
- Art projects are a must, whenever you are bored he would propose small art projects. Coloring, drawing, painting, etc. Soft music playing in the background, snacks and drinks on the table as you both shared a giggled, revealing your corny masterpieces to each other.
- He would always brag about you, telling people how great you are. Showing off pieces of your work (with your consent), and people praising you for your work. His adoration for you is very clear and taking every chance he gets, he isn’t afraid to get loud about you.
- He would always keep the art you make for him in his office, if it’s on paper he would pin them to walls or place them in a special folder, pictures and small paintings would be in frames placed on small tables.
- Everytime you drew him he would get so flustered, blush creeping across his face when you revealed your portraits to him. “There’s no way, that’s me?” He would say, “My goodness you make me look so beautiful, babe.” “Well you are beautiful and it’s the least I can do” you would respond back giggling as he would hide his reddened face behind his hands.
- He would have many pictures and portraits of you, taking photos every second and drawing you whenever he could. “You’re so beautiful, it would be such a waste to not turn your beauty into art” he tells you, “your features and body are so unique, everytime I look at you it feels like I’m looking at a living sculpture crafted with such perfection.”
- At family gatherings everyone gets excited to see you, when Michael introduced you to Katherine and J*e immediately they liked you. Signifying your welcoming into the Jackson family, the sisters embrace you, as you all spend time gossiping and cooking together. The brothers tease you and Michael, friendly flirting with you every chance they could. The children admire you, staying close to your side, drawing cute things for you.
- When he’s on tour he likes to send home art pieces he made, with hand written notes and poems just for you. “To my special lady” you would read aloud imagined in his voice. Whenever he comes back home he would always have a little gift for you, “What I had to bring this home because it reminds me of you, isn’t it cute just like you?” He would say handing you the gift.
(Smut)
- When it comes to love making, this man is raw and passionate. He loves peppering your body with kisses, soft lips moving on your breast down to your lower stomach, his touch sending tingles across your body. “Damn girl, I’m not touching you properly and yet it seems like you can’t get enough” he would say smugly.
- He whispers praises in your ear as he pumps his fingers into your clitoris, “God you’re so pretty I just can’t keep my hands off of you” and “I’m going ravish your cute little holes with this cock” he would say as he kissed your tear stained cheeks.
- He loves to talk you through your orgasms, especially as you ride him. Holding on to your waist, eyes watching as his penis slid in and out of your vagina. “Oh yes girl don’t stop, you feel so damn good, squirt on this cock and I’ll gladly squirt in that pussy for you” he would say.
- An eater, he loves to tease you as he prepares. Pressing soft kisses on the inside of your thighs, his lips slowly moving closer towards yours. When he reaches your vagina he slowly kisses it before sticking his tongue inside after, licking your walls with an antagonizing pace making your eyes roll back.
- Is a whimpering mess when you give him a blow job, watching as his cock slowly slides inside your mouth. Your head bobbing up and down his shaft, your lips swollen and eyes watering. The urge to shove himself further down your throat is truly tempting, his hot tip repeatedly touching the back of your mouth.
- Loves to praise your body, calling you pet names during the act. Baby, babe, my woman, darling, honey, sugar, etc “My muse you’re so beautiful, it’s hard to believe that a woman like you was crafted by the heavens with such perfection.” he would say while licking your neck.
- When it comes to aftercare this man is such a sweet heart. Placing kisses on your hand, complimenting you, and washing away your sweat with a wash cloth. “You did so good, baby. Sorry if I was rough, do you need anything, are you hungry?” He would ask, softly patting your head.
(Special head cannon)
I had to separate this one because it doesn’t need to be a sexual head cannon unless you interpret that way, but I can imagine that if MJ were to allow it he would gladly volunteer when you ask him.
- He likes to pose naked and half naked for portraits, when you want to practice anatomy he would gladly pose for you. Laying down on the bed, his arms behind his head, lighting reflecting on his skinny brown body. The bedsheet covering his lower half. Standing up or sitting in a chair, wearing just his boxers and an open white shirt. Your eyes lingering on his toned stomach, as your pencil traced across the paper, not realizing your small mistake