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Platonic Benevolence	By : CrysMarie2oo5 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Michael Jackson Views: 4447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I don't know Michael Jackson, or any of the Jackson family or Will.I. Am from the Black Eyed Peas and make no money off this work.

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Chapter Twenty-Three ~ Fruit and Champagne

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*Ten minutes later*
We arrived at the castle that Michael had shown me. It had been converted into a historic hotel with 72 rooms, and 24 hour room service. Michael parked the car. I grabbed my bag from the trunk and the bag from the convenience store. The both of us raced inside, as a desperate attempt to get out of frigid cold. Once inside the lobby, I stopped. It was beautiful. It had the posh, luxurious look to it but yet kept that medieval charm that castles hold. Once Michael had checked in, Michael ushered me up to the room. Along the way we admired artifacts, and learned the history of the castle on our way to our room. We arrived at our room and Michael opened the door.
“Oh my God.” I said completely blown away. “Look at this room!”
“Wow. It’s amazing…” Michael said turning on the bathroom light. “Wow, even a whirlpool tub.”
“Are you serious?” I asked, as I glanced in the bathroom. Sure enough there was a whirlpool enough to fit two people comfortably. I looked at him as I also noticed two robes hanging up in the corner next to the tub.
“What kind a suite did you get us?”
“Does it matter?”
“You got us the honeymoon one didn’t you?”
“It was all they had left…”
“Right, when there were only three cars in the parking lot.” Michael knew he had been caught.
“All right, you got me. I got it because it was big and I want you to be relaxed.” Michael said, his arm wrapping around my waist.
“Are you hungry?” Michael asked, his hand falling on his stomach.
“Sorta,”
“I’ll be right back. I’ll call room service.” Michael as he walked over to the phone and began to dial. Meanwhile, I stepped inside the bathroom and began to undress. Once completely nude, I wrapped one of the fluffy robes around my body. I stepped out of the bathroom and flopped down on the bed. Michael was still ordering stuff. His back was turned to me so I flopped over on my back and stared at the ceiling. I closed my eyes, drowning out Michael’s conversation with the room service attendant. When I heard the receiver make contact with the base, I opened my eyes. Michael looked at me with an eyebrow cocked.
“Are you laying a hint?” Michael asked, putting hands on his hips.
“A big one.” I said, looking at Michael. His hand, came to rest on my foot.
“Well, should I…put a robe on too?” Michael said, his voice dropping an octave into a seductive tone. A smile curled my lips. His hand traveled up my right leg.
“Maybe,”
“Oh, should I do that now?” Michael said, his hand rounded the edge of my knee, moving the fabric of the robe as he did so.
“That’s up to you Mr. Jackson.” I said, my voice dropping into a seductive voice. His hand was passing my mid thigh. Once it was at my hip his other hand tugged at the knot at it came apart as my robe fell open. His eyes drank in every inch of my body that was exposed.
“You are so sexy.” Michael said as he crawled on top of me. His lips met mine in a passionate kiss. I moaned as his hands closed around my breasts. Suddenly he left me, getting up and walking into the bathroom. I pouted.
“Michael Joseph Jackson, why are you teasing me…” Michael laughed.
“You tease me all the time.” Michael said, from the bathroom. I saw his silhouette cast upon the wall, he was undressing. I licked my lips, my body in a state of arousal that I couldn’t deny.
“How?”
“Crystal, do I really need to go through this again?”
“No. Because I know my very presence to you is a turn on.” I said, a smirk appearing on my lips as I said it. It felt really weird saying it. I never thought my very presence in a room or anything could be considered a turn on. I wrapped my robe back around my body, feeling a bit chilled.
“Exactly.” Michael said, as he walk out of the bathroom in nothing but a robe on. I wondered how many women would kill me to be in my place right now.
“A lot of women would kill me to be in this position, you know? Probably a few men too.” Michael laughed as he slid on the bed next to me.
“Are you talking about my fans?” Michael asking, looking at me from the corner of his eye.
“Yes,” I said simply, staring at the ceiling. Then I tossed on my side and looked at him.
“What is the deal with that anyway? I heard that you won’t date fans. But yet you’re with me? Was that just a rumor?”
“When I was young…”
“I know all about that Michael, your brother brought groupies into your hotel and fucked them with you in the room. I’m a fan though…”
“You can’t help who you fall in love with, besides you weren’t going out of your way to sleep with me.” Michael said looking at me again. “It just sort of happened.” Michael said, turning over to face me.
“Has a fan every touched you there?” I asked my eyes looking at his groin area.
“Yes,” Michael said, his gaze meeting mine.
“And?”
“And what? It’s to be expected I guess. When a fan gets a little too friendly I cut the visit short. Most fans aren’t like that, but there is the occasional one who will overstep the boundaries. ”
“What’s it like, when you were performing at concerts, to invite a fan up and end up kissing them?” Michael let out a laugh.
“It’s exhilarating. It’s pretty much for the theatrics though, and to connect with the fans. I love my fans. They’re like my extended family. I’d do anything in my power for them.”
“Anything huh?” I asked, looking at him.
“Uh-oh, what are you thinking?” Michael said, realizing his words.
“Then would you put out a more sexual song?” Michael laughed then he sat up.
“Like what? In The Closet’s pretty sexual, and 2000 Watts is full of innuendo…”
“That’s the thing about it though, you are so poetic about sex. The fans want something raw…”
“And I’m sure they wouldn’t mind seeing me all up in a girl’s business too.” Michael said, untying the knot and grabbing me by the bare waist, pulled me up to where I was straddling him.
“And how would the song go? I want to fuck you, I want to lick you, I want to suck you…Girl just let me fuck you…” Michael sang, his voice taking on a seductive tone as he sang, causing shivers to go up my spine. I closed my eyes. His hand suddenly reached under the robe and gave me a playful smack on the ass.
“Or perhaps, Let me smack that ass all night baby, I’ma get that pussy right baby, Work you with my d!ck until the morning light…” His raw sexual energy was expressed as his hands ran over my waist. My body flushed with arousal.
“Ooh Michael…”
“Scream my name baby, that’s it, once I make you come your world won’t be the same, You’re pussy is so juicy and ripe, In no time you’ll be seeing stars and stripes.” My heart was racing, and felt as if it was about to explode. Michael began laughing. I opened my eyes and Michael had a naughty smirk on his face.
“Perhaps you should just stick to the way you do it. You’d give your poor fans heart attacks.”
“But you just said--”
“I know, I know.” I said, as I got up and tied my robe again. “They want that, but I don’t think they knew what they were asking for when they asked for it.” Michael laughed.
“If they do that with just the lyrics, I wonder what they’d do with a video…”
“I don’t know, they’d probably spontaneously combust from the sexual overload.” I said, my eyes meeting his. There was a knock on the door.
“Room Service.” Came a voice from the other side of the door. Michael looked at me as he got up from the bed.
“Why don’t you go and get the tub ready. I’ll grab the food.” Michael said, kissing my forehead.
“Okay baby,” I said, as I walked into the bathroom and started the tub. I took out my tampon and threw it away. Once the tub was halfway full I peeled the robe off and stepped into the tub. I sunk in, letting the warm water relax me. I closed my eyes and began to hum a tune that was randomly going through my mind when I heard something like a metal plate being set down. I opened my eyes and saw Michael setting a plate of fruit down and a chilled bottle of champagne down. He poured the bubbly into two champagne flutes. He handed one to me and I looked at him questionably.
“Champagne?”
“Yes, it’s their finest hot tub bubbly, and talking about bubbly…” Michael said as he turned on the jets in the whirlpool and turned off the light and dim lights lit up the tub.
“Ah.” I sighed tilting my head back. Michael discarded his robe and stepped in across from me.
“Ooh, damn that feels nice.” Michael said as sat down. “Did you want to pass me a piece of fruit, honey?”
“Sure.” I said, reaching over a grabbing a blood orange slice and I placed my glass of champagne on the other side of Michael then I brought the plate over and placed it close to my glass. I held the blood orange slice to Michael’s lips. Michael bit into it, his eyes reflecting the light that was emanating from the Jacuzzi. He looked absolutely irresistible. He reached over and grabbed a strawberry and held it to my lips. I took a bite and swallowed it, savoring the tart fruit. Michael’s lips met mine, his tongue danced with mine. I closed my eyes and gave him all my passion again. No longer did guilt hold me back from expressing my love for Michael.
Swept away in the kiss I wrapped my arms around Michael’s neck and kissed him deeper. His hands began to run through my hair. Michael pulled away breathless.
“What the hell? I’m supposed to leave you breathless, a woman has never done this to me before…” Michael said, as I licked my lips.
“Does it scare you?” I asked, my voice deepened by lust.
“No, its an incredible turn-on, I can’t get enough of it.” Michael said, his lips meeting mine again. Again I kissed him with all my passion that ebbed through me and again, Michael pulled away gasping for air, then came back for more. The next time I was the one pulling away for air, but Michael wasn’t letting me get away. His hands grasped my hips and pulled me over to straddle him. His erect manhood pressed against my love button and I let out an unrestrained moan into Michael’s opened mouth. His hands then found my breasts where they teased my sensitive nipples until they were as hard as rocks. Michael began gently rocking his hip, rubbing his stiff penis again my clit, causing more unrestrained moans to come from me. My lips broke away from his as I grabbed another slice of blood orange and bit it in half, and I offered the other half to Michael, who gladly ate it. His lips crashed down upon mine again before his mouth enclosed around my left nipple, sucking and playfully biting it. By this point, I was on the verge of coming. My moans became louder as I was about to go over the edge, Michael then lifted my hips and entered me slowly.
“Oh shit, Crystal you are so tight…I can barely get in.” Michael moaned, as more of his cock entered inside me. “God…” I smiled then squeezed myself tighter around him. He jerked in pleasure.
“Jesus!” Michael moaned again, his head tilted back and his eyes closed as I began to work my magic on him. “God, Crystal, where’d you learn that? It feels amazing…”
“I read it in a magazine.” I half moaned, half said., as I began to take him in and out of me. Michael grabbed my hips and rammed his whole organ inside me.
“Oh fuck! Mmmichael…” I screamed, not realizing how close I really was to my orgasm. My breathing was ragged. “…I’m…I’m coming…”
“Come for me baby…” Michael said, seductively whispering in my ear. I began grinding my hips against Michael as my body exploded in pleasure.
“Ah…Michael! I’m…” I clung to Michael, trying to hold my pleasure in, but I knew it was going to be impossible. I screamed Michael’s name with each wave of pleasure
“Let it go baby…Mmm…damn you feel so good…” Michael moaned, as he took over, thrusting deeply inside me as I lost all control, overcome by my orgasm. Michael lifted me out of the water and sat me on the stone base, surrounding the Jacuzzi. He continued thrusting slowing in and out of me. He grabbed a piece of melon that put it to my lips, I ate it with juice dripping out the side of my mouth. Michael licked where the juice had leaked as he moaned. I grabbed a small bunch of green grapes and held them to his lips. Slowly one by one he ate them, kissing me in between so that I could taste the sweet juice. He continued thrusting inside me, it wasn’t long before I was at my second orgasm. As I came again Michael sat back down the in the Jacuzzi without breaking our union. Michael was breathless.
“I need you baby. Make me come.” Michael begged, his eyes full of desire. I smiled as I began working his member again. Michael’s pleasure heightened. I continued my magic as I reached over and grabbed a flute of champagne. I poured a little into Michael’s mouth then kissed him. The carbonated drink flowed from his mouth to mine. We continued passionately kissing like that, until Michael dislodged and threw his hand back in pleasure.
“Oh god! Crystal…” Michael screamed, as his hand firmly grabbed my hip as he delved deeply inside at a faster pace.
“Oh shit, work those muscles baby…oh god…I’m gonna..”
“Come baby,” I moaned. His thrusts became forceful and I tightened myself around him and he let out a scream of pleasure.
“Oh I love you, I love you…MMMM I LOVE YOU.” Michael panted as I felt him come inside me. He was the one clinging to me this time. “Shit. That was incredible.” Michael said, as he finally gained his composure from his orgasm. His hand came to cup my face. He was still breathing pretty heavy. He kissed me passionately before pulling away.
“I love you so damn much.” Michael said, his hands caressed my head as I laid against Michael’s chest. He laid soft kisses on my forehead, as I traced Michael’s collarbone with the tips of my finger.
“I love you too.” I said, getting up and breaking our union as I cuddled into Michael’s side. Michael grabbed a piece of melon and put in it my champagne glass. It fizzed up and nearly spilled over in the water.
“Hey! I was going to drink that.” I said, playfully splashing Michael. Michael bit his lip and let out a laugh as he splashed me back. I turned away, grabbing my glass of champagne and moved to the other end of the tub. I drank my glass of bubbly down, letting the piece of honeydew into my mouth. Michael frowned.
“Come over here girl,”
“No, you splash.” I said, teasingly.
“I’ll feed you more fruit.”
“I can feed myself fruit, thank you.” I said reaching over to grab another strawberry, the Michael grabbed the platter and held it high above his head. I shrugged.
“So that’s how you’re going to be huh?”
“Yep, you don’t another piece until you get that sexy ass ova here…”
“Well I guess this whole bottle of champagne is mine.” I said, playing hardball. “Good luck eating all that fruit.” I said nodding at the fruit platter as I poured myself another glass of champagne and took a slow sip. Michael glanced at his glass then looked me.
“I promise not to splash…” Michael said, as he let the platter of fruit down, knowing full well he couldn’t eat all the fruit.
“Okay…” I said as I sat down next to him with the glass of champagne.
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