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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 Six ~ Break of Dawn

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We arrived at Michael’s house, and Michael unloaded the car. There was another SUV in the driveway. I looked at Michael who was getting my bag out of the trunk.
“What’s up with the SUV?”
“You’ll see.” Michael said, winking at me. I raised an eyebrow. I followed Michael inside and my eyes met those of an angry man. Then upon remembering, the man was Michael’s bodyguard.
“Mike man, where the hell have you been? Did you get the car back?”
“Yes Wayne, we got the car back…it’s not damaged.” Michael stated, setting my bag down.
“How are you?”
“I’m fine, Wayne. Crys however nearly got ran over trying to stop the car.” Michael said nodding his head toward me. Wayne rolled his eyes.
“I don’t care about her, she’s the one who had you out there anyway…”
“No Wayne, I was the one who had the idea of going out to eat and getting something for the homeless. Don’t blame this on her…”
“Ever since she came into your life you’ve been acting crazy, you’re not yourself.”
“How can you say that? I haven’t felt like this in ages!” Wayne shook his head then looked at me with such venom in his eyes.
“You know what? Do what you want MJ. If you get mobbed by fans don’t come to me man.” Wayne said, getting up from the couch and putting his coat on.
“Wayne, what is your problem?”
“My problem is that some tramp comes into your life…”
“Don‘t call her that Wayne, I love her.”
“Whatever Mike, you’re letting your dick control your mind…” Michael turned to me. He was extremely irritated.
“Crys, will you please go downstairs. Wayne and I have some serious discussing to do. I’ll be down as soon as I can.” Michael said, looking at me lovingly. I nodded, wanting to slam Wayne’s head down on the coffee table as I left, but he was clearly three times my size if not more. So that was out of the question. I retreated down stairs and decided to use the computer in Michael’s office. I checked my email and myspace pages. After that, I got bored and decided to see where Michael like to go on the internet. It was mostly news websites and stuff when I found a link called quizilla.
I clicked on it and came up my old homepage on quizilla.
‘Oh my God.’ I was shocked. I looked at the date. It was dated the same day that I met Michael. I breathed a sigh of relief. He was just checking to see if my story was legit. I let out a small laugh as I went to his Youtube page. He was already signed in when I got to the page. He didn’t have any videos up but he did have quite the sense of humor. Moments later, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I closed the windows and stepped out of the chair. I walked out of the office and shut the light off. Michael met me at the bottom of the stairs.
“Having fun?” Michael asked. I shrugged.
“Define fun?” I said, a cocky grin come to my face.
“You didn’t download any porn on my computer did you?” My mouth dropped.
“No! Why did you want me to?” Michael let out a laugh.
“Yeah, you know, I figured you would know some good sites that had good lesbian porn…” Michael joked. I rolled my eyes and gave him a playful slap on the arm
“Ew!” I said, shuddering. Michael began to laugh really hard.
“Got ya.” Michael said, as he continued to lead me into the studio. Michael placed a piece of paper down by the soundboard. It was the song that I had written a couple of nights before.
“Okay, go sit at the keyboard, I’ll let you know when to start playing.” Michael said, as he went to turn on the soundboard. I wait patiently at the keyboard as Michael began to set things up.
“Okay, you can begin playing.” Michael said, as I placed my hands on the keys as began to play the piano. I had to start over a couple of times because I played the wrong notes. But the third time was a charm, I made all the way through the song. Michael then began adding the drums completely enveloped into his work. I sat back and studied him. A small grin lit my lips. If I died right now, I’d die a very happy woman.
“Okay your track’s done.” Michael said, his eyes meeting mine. I smiled.
“Amazing, lets hear it.” I said, pushing the swivel chair over beside Michael. He chose the play option on the computer and the track began playing through the speakers. I liked it…no loved it. After hearing the track Michael allowed me to record some vocals, but my vocals didn’t work with the track. So Michael recorded the vocals. My heart raced as he sang the melody. He allowed me to do harmonies with him. After the vocals were done, we went back into the studio and Michael taught me all the controls on the soundboard. It was pretty cool learning how to produce my own music. He was basically taking me under his wing in this music industry.
“So this knob, what does this do?”
“This? This is the timbre, or how the music sounds. You turn it all way to the right for a more metallic sound, and all the way to the left to have a muffled sound over the music.” Michael said, turning the knob to prove his point. I nodded.
“That’s really cool. I can produce my own music now…” I said looking at Michael. He nodded.
“Yes,” His eyes scanned over me. “I can think of some other things you can produce too.” I shook my head.
“Get your head out of the gutter, Michael.” I said turning around and walking out of the studio. His hands came to feel up my ass. I turned around to face him again.
“I can’t control myself when I’m around you. You’re just too damn sexy.” I rolled my eyes again.
“You did a pretty good job in the studio.”
“That was difficult…I just wanted to pin you to the soundboard and fuck your brains out.”
“I’m still on my period. I thought blood bothered you.”
“It does.”
“Well, there you go.”
“But a little blood never hurt anyone. You enjoyed this morning didn’t you?” I created some space between Michael and I.
“Yes, but I’m really in no mood right now…” Michael pouted.
“I can get you in the mood…”
“If you can catch me.” I said, as I took off in a sprint up the stairs. I was upstairs when it clicked to Michael that he was supposed to chase me. I quickly let down the attic stairs just enough so that I could get up them. I quickly got to the top and pulled the string to bring the door up. It latched shut and I hid behind a bookcase in the corner. After about a half an hour I heard the ladder go down and footsteps come up the steps.
“Crystal if your in here, you can come out…” ‘Right Michael,’ I thought holding my breath. I watched him carefully as he picked up his guitar and began to play a couple of chords. The look of him playing the guitar was such a turn on. I was always a sucker for guitar players. As he began to get into the music he was playing, he was completely oblivious to the fact that I had stepped out of my hiding spot. I walked up behind him and he was still oblivious to my presence. My fingers ran up the warm skin of his neck Michael stopped playing and looked, but I was already headed out of the room. I stopped at the stairs and turned around.
“Michael…” I sang as I made my way downstairs. I peeled off my shirt, then my jeans and pounced on Michael’s bed. I propped my head up with my hand and faced the doorway. Moments later Michael came down the stairs, once at the bottom he pulled the stairs back up. His eyes met my body.
“I guess I’m overdressed huh?” Michael said as he slowly peeled off his shirt off. I got up off the bed only to be pushed down on the bed again. Michael went over to his stereo system and put in Justin Timberlake’s Future Sex/Love Sounds and turned it to SexyBack. His body began moving to the infectious beat. He began to dance with the bedpost as if it was a pole in a strip club. Michael licked his lips as he continued his private dance. I bit my lip as I watched him dance. He started unbuckling his belt and slid it through his belt loops. ‘God, if your listening, please don’t let this whole experience be a wild dream.’
Michael then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and slowly slid down his pants and underwear. I was about to pounce on top of him when he began to crawl like a panther on top of me. Once his face was level with mine, his lips crashed down on mine in a kiss full of passion. My heart was racing as he began slowly inching my bra straps down, taking his time to slowly explore every crevice and inch of exposed skin . My heart was beating so fast it felt like it was about to carry my body right off the bed. I moaned as he took his time.
“Don’t stop…” I moaned. Michael smiled against my lips. Then he stopped kissing me and put his lips by my ear.
“I want this to last. I don’t know when I’ll see you again.” Michael said, his breathing was ragged, as he nibbled on my ear. I bit my lips, my hands doing explorations of their own. ‘He’s mine, and I’m his. This is a dream come true.’ I thought as my hands smoothed over his back. His hands fumbled with my underwear, but he got them down. Michael then got up and went into the bathroom. He came back with a towel and I instinctively raised my bottom up and he lovingly placed the towel underneath me. I lowered myself as he went out of the room again. I groaned in frustration. Michael came back in moments later with the box of condoms that we had bought earlier in his hand. I smiled.
“Are you sure no one saw you naked?”
“All my help is gone. They leave at five.” Michael said as he got a condom out of the box. He tore the wrapper and peeled it on his hardness. I bit my lip. He was so sexy. He crawled back on top of me.
“Now where were we?” Michael said seductively.

*Three hours and 4 condoms later.*
“Michael…Michael…” I panted as I was about to come to my eighth orgasm.
“Fuck…I’m coming again.” Michael moaned as he began to tremble again. We came simultaneously. Michael collapsed on top of me. The bed was soaked from our sweat. I ran my hand through Michael’s wet hair.
“I can’t stop…I can’t.” Michael moaned as he began moving inside me again. “I love you so much…I just can’t get enough of you.”
“Michael…I’m so exhausted. You have to be too.”
“I…I don’t care…”
“Don’t say that. Rest. We can do this tomorrow if you want….Michael?” Michael had fallen asleep on top of me. I smiled as I caressed the back of his head. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
I was woken up by Michael moving off of me. I got up quickly, causing me to feel a little dizzy.
“Oh, I didn’t know you were awake--”
“I just woke up actually…what time is it?”
“Um…quarter after three.”
“In the morning…”
“Yeah.”
“What time did we pass out?”
“I don’t know.”
“We couldn’t have been asleep for too long then…”
“Sorry for falling asleep on you.” Michael apologized.
“Why are you sorry? I enjoyed it. You’re not a machine Michael. You’re only human…”
“I wanted it to last all night…” Michael pouted. My hand came up to cup his face.
“It’s okay. I love you.”
“I love you too, so very much.” Michael said, his lips crashing down upon mine. He then dislodged and got off of me.
“Come with me.” Michael said, as he hopped off the bed and started getting dressed.
“Go with you? Where?”
“You’ll see.” Michael said, as he pulled his pants on. I got up off of the bed and put my clothes on as well putting on a pad as I did so. Michael then pulled a black shirt out of his closet and began tying it around my head, covering my eyes.
“What are you doing?”
“Blindfolding you. Trust me, okay?”
“Okay,” I said, as I heard Michael leave the room.
“Michael…where’d you…”
“I just went to get your jacket.”
“Oh, we’re going outside?”
“Uh, duh? Where else would we go.” Michael said, as he put my jacket on for me. He grasped my hand and led me out of the bedroom. I could hear the creaking of the wood floor underneath the carpet that we walked on as we entered the hallway. Michael led me out of his house, and carefully out to his SUV. The first thing I smelt was a clean car.
“Uh, did you get the SUV…”
“Detailed yes, I made the call while you were asleep this morning.”
“Nice,” I said, as I stepped inside the car, trying to visualize the car as I did so. I bumped my head on the top of the door as I got in.
“Oops, are you okay?”
“Fuck. That hurt.” I said, rubbing my head. The make-shift blindfold began to loosen.
“Don’t, don’t, don’t…it’ll slide off…” Michael said as I felt him move my hand away from my head. I shook my head.
“Then be more careful, damn it!” I snapped, as I put both my feet in the car. Michael shut the door. A moment later I heard his car door open and shut. I heard the car start as we began to back out of the driveway. We drove for about a half an hour before coming to a stop. I heard Michael get out of the car. A moment later, Michael carefully let me out of the car. He was careful enough not to bump my head as I got out.
“Careful now, it’s a little slick.” Michael said as my shoes touched the patch of ice. Michael walked me out at little ways then he stopped me. I could feel his body heat switch from my side to behind me. I felt his slender fingers untie the make-shift blindfold. The sight that was before me was breathtaking.
“Whoa, this is beautiful.” I said I looked at the lights of a town outside of Dublin. I turned around and looked at Michael. His eyes was scanning over the scenery before falling on me. His index finger traced the side of my face.
“I love how the moonlight falls on your face. Your perfect cheekbones, your jaw line, your whole face is just…flawless.” I felt my cheeks grow warm. His hands ran through my tangled hair and he let out a laugh.
“You’re hair is so silky, when its not tangled.”
“Ha ha, well your hair isn’t much better…” I ran my hands through his hair. “Ew! It’s greasy!”
“You know what? You’re gonna pay!” Michael said, as he grabbed me and threw me into the snow. I screamed as I felt the cold snow soaked through the fabric of my jeans. I grabbed a handful of snow and formed a ball and threw it at Michael. It plopped on his back. Michael turned around and shook his head.
“Girl, you really asking for it now, aren’t you?” I got up and threw another snowball at Michael. Michael dodged it as he grabbed some snow and threw it at me. I dodge the flying projectile as I began to run toward some trees in the distance. I picked up some more snow and flung it towards Michael. The ball of snow landed on his chest, causing him to stop in his tracks momentarily while I continued running.
“Ooh that’s it.” I heard Michael say. I heard him break into a sprint. I knew he was faster than I was, but I was already a good 50 feet ahead of him, if I got to the trees and hid I might have a chance. I gave a shout as the innocent snowball fight had turned into a game of cat and mouse. I broke out into a sprint towards the trees which were less then 200 feet away now.
“I’m gonna get’chu!” I heard Michael yell. He was closer to me now. So I pushed myself to run faster. As I neared the trees I felt arms enclose around my waist. I yelled in surprise as I was spun around quickly and hoisted upon Michael’s shoulders. I began to kick furiously. Michael then dumped me into a pile of snow. I then grabbed Michael’s hand and pulled him down in the snow with me.
“Mr. Jackson, you’re going to regret that.” I said as I pulled his jacket open and began to mercilessly tickle him. Michael erupted in laughter as he tried to squirm away from me. I straddled his hips to keep him from escaping but Michael was stronger then I was and before I knew it he was on top of me. His face was dangerously close to mine. He pressed himself against the crotch of my jeans.
“I don’t think you know what you’ve started.” Michael whispered in my ear. My eyes were averted to the sky. A shooting star blazed across the sky, followed by another. I realized that we were in the middle of a meteor shower.
“Michael look.” I whispered, pointing to the sky. Michael got off of me and laid on his back.
“Oh wow…” Michael said, as we both watched the meteor shower together.
*Two hours later*
“So that was fun.” Michael said, trying to make conversation as we drove back to his house outside of Dublin.
“That was really fun, it was so awesome about that meteor shower happening. It was still going on when the sun began to rise too.”
“I’ve always wanted to see one.”
“What a meteor shower or a sunrise?”
“A meteor shower. I’ve never seen one before.”
“I used to have a chemistry teacher who would tell us when they were. He also tell us about other happenings in the cosmos. Remember Hale-Bopp?” I asked, looking at Michael.
“Yeah, I never got to see it however…did you?”
“Yes. That has been the only comet I’ve seen so far.” I said, looking over at Michael. Hunger pangs began to appear I clutched my stomach. Michael looked at me.
“Let’s get you something to eat before you begin to waste away to nothing.” I rolled my eyes as I flung a clump of snow off of the bottom of my jeans at him. Michael laughed as he turned his eyes to the road.
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