Category: M&M
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Nope, I donít own a thing!
Summary: What may have happened had Max, Liz and the gang not interrupted M&M's hot make-out scene at the beginning of Crazy.
Author's Note: I'm sorry about not updating 'Fate's Deception' but I'm a bit stuck on the final chapter of that and I don't want to post what I've done until I'm at least happy with what I've got so far. I've lost count of the re-writes I've done so far. Anyway, in the meantime, I've written this which I hope you like. I just want to point out that it's not a follow up to my last fic, 'Lose My Breath'.


Maria’s fingers clutched at the worn fabric of the couch she was resting on as Michael laid half on top of her kissing her senseless, one of his large hands massaging her breast. She smiled as she remembered how he had made swift work of unbuttoning her shirt before touching the bare skin that was revealed.

The hot, wet sucking kisses he was showering her with were making her dizzy and her breath catch in her throat. The sensations were so strong it was almost as if she was floating outside of her body. His hand was firmly kneading her left breast through her bra and a part of her couldn’t help wondering if he would try and undo it. Since the whole flashes episode, they had become closer and while their make-out sessions had increased in their intensity, they hadn’t yet ventured to under-clothing touching. Right now with the feelings he was creating within her, she was on the verge of ripping her bra off herself.

Shifting his position, Michael moved so he was lying more fully on top of her and resting on his other side, he began lavishing her other breast with the same attention. Glancing down, he saw the front clasp of her blue lacy bra and it was almost as if it was calling him to release it. Looking up at Maria’s face, he saw her watching him through heavy lidded eyes and he felt his temperature spike a few more degrees. Lowering himself, he covered her mouth with his and kissed her hard. She instantly parted her lips and he thrust his tongue inside her mouth, exploring it thoroughly. He groaned when he felt her hand slide between them and begin undoing his shirt, her fingers stroking his skin as it was revealed to her.

Raising up on his elbows, he looked into her eyes and gave her a questioning look.

“Fair’s fair,” she murmured breathlessly and then saw his lips curl up in a smirk. A second later he was pressing her even further into the couch as he kissed her again before moving down to suck on her neck.

Maria’s hands buried themselves into Michael’s hair as she held him in place. Her back arched and her breasts pressed into his chest. The friction of the lace rubbing against her erect nipples was bordering on painful and without thinking, she moved one of her hands and placed it on top of his which was still touching her breast. Moving it over a little, she placed his hand in the center and hoped that he’d know what she was silently asking.

It took him a couple of seconds to realise what she had done and he paused in his ministrations to look at her again. “Maria?”

“Don’t you want to?” She asked quietly and nervously waited for his reply.

He didn’t know how to answer as her action was so unexpected. Yes, things had been progressing between the two of them but was taking this next step too soon?

Maria bit her lip as she watched the different expressions move across his face. I’m so stupid, she thought to herself before moving his hand off her.

It was when she tried pushing him off her so she could get up that Michael was jolted out of his thoughts and he realised that his lack of a response had hurt her. He grabbed one of her hands which was on his chest and pinned it above her head before repeating the move with her other hand.

“Let me up,” she demanded.

Ignoring her, he managed to shift their positions so he was comfortably straddling her waist and holding both of her wrists in one of his hands. His free hand trailed down her body and leaning forward, he seized her lips with his.

Having her arms raised above her head meant that her back was arched and her chest was once again pressing into his. The feeling of their bodies touching coupled with his kisses was driving her wild and she tugged her arms from where they were pinned, desperate to wrap around him and hold him even more tightly. Those doubting feelings from a few moments again had all dissipated the second his mouth touched hers.

Michael refused to relinquish his hold on her and he maintained his not-too-tight grip on her wrists. His other hand cupped her cheek as he continued kissing her bee-stung lips. The kiss was only broken when the need for air became an issue and he panted against her as she too gulped in fresh air.

He kept his eyes trained on her as his hand moved from her cheek down to the clasp between her breasts. “Are you sure?” He asked, his voice thick with lust.

Maria looked into his eyes and the desire was clearly evident there. She had no hesitation in nodding her head and whispering, “Yes,” before pushing herself up that little bit further and capturing his lips with her own. Once again she tried moving her arms free from Michael’s grasp and this time he capitulated and released them. As soon as he did, she twined them around his neck and pulled him even closer. She almost missed him releasing the clasp of her bra but the sensation of the bra cups pinging apart drew her attention back to this next step in their relationship.

Feeling his hand come into contact with Maria’s naked flesh had him groaning into her mouth. It was so different with no barriers between their skin. Breaking the kiss, he slid down her body slightly so he could kiss her throat and neck and as a result he was now lying between her legs instead of straddling them. As soon as he had moved, her legs had come up and wrapped around his hips which brought their lower bodies into closer contact.

The moment he pinched her nipple she practically screamed at the sensation. She couldn’t remember ever feeling something that good and she heard herself begging him to do it again which he did.

“Michaellll...” she hissed. Her fingers threaded through his hair and her nails scraped across his scalp which she knew he liked.

Michael peppered kisses down her throat, pausing to suck on her pulse point before moving lower and nibbling on her neck. He didn’t stay there too long and was soon moving down to kiss her collarbone and shoulders. His eyes had been closed as he savoured her scent and the taste of her skin but now he opened his eyes and saw her uncovered breasts for the first time and he wasn’t able to stop a growl escaping from his throat.

“Maria, you’’re...”

Maria tilted her head to the side as she watched him and she felt the blush creeping over her skin infusing it with colour. “What?” She asked quietly.

“You’re so beautiful,” he told her almost in a whisper. Those words felt strange rolling off his tongue but he was speaking the truth. He couldn’t lie to her not when she was trusting him so openly.

Hearing him tell her that caused tears to well up in her eyes and she squeezed them shut for a moment and willed them away.

Michael was starting to panic but when she opened her eyes again and he saw them sparkling and then saw the smile she gave him, his heartbeat returned to normal, well as normal as it could be given the circumstances. Pulling himself up her body, he kissed her softly and just when he was about to draw back from her, he was pulled back into the kiss when she slipped her tongue into his mouth and curled it around his. As he got lost in their kissing, he felt her arms trying to get his shirt off and without breaking the kiss, he helped her remove it.

They both gasped at the sensation of their naked chests pressing together and Michael loved the feeling of her sharp little nipples grazing against him as he moved above her. He was a bit worried that he was too heavy for her but as she wasn’t complaining, he slipped his hands between their bodies and played with her breasts, his thumbs circling the sharp little points.

The feel of his rough, slightly calloused hands kneading and massaging her flesh was driving Maria mad with longing and her legs, which were still wrapped around Michael, tightened that little bit more. Arching her body higher, she grounded her pelvis against his and was rewarded with a deep moan from him which caused her to smile against his lips.

“You like that, huh?” She teased him.

Sucking her bottom lip between his lips, he nibbled and tugged on it before releasing it. “Yeah,” he drawled. “Do you like this?” He asked before he slid further down her body and sucked a nipple into his mouth, his eyes locked on hers the whole time.

“Ohmigod! Ohmigod!” Maria’s hands flew to the sides of his head to hold him in place as he orally worshipped her breast. He stayed there for a short while before moving over to the other one.

The noises she was making were turning him on even more and he unconsciously found himself grinding his arousal against her. His body felt so hot, he couldn’t remember ever feeling this hot. It was almost like his blood was boiling in his body and he wondered if it was possible for someone to self-combust.

One of Maria’s hands rubbed across the back of Michael’s neck while the other one stroked up and down his back. She loved the feel of his smooth skin under her fingertips but she loved the feel of his hot mouth sucking on her flesh even more. God, he had a gorgeous mouth. Tugging on his hair, she waited for him to stop what he was doing and look up at her but he didn’t. He carried on what he was doing but he did glance up at her, his eyebrows raised inquisitively.

“C’mhere,” she told him huskily.

Releasing her nipple with a pop, he gave each of them a long lick before kissing his way up her body. It was almost like he thought if he stopped touching her she would disappear.

Placing an arm either side of her, he hovered over her and asked, “What? Are you okay?”

“Okay? Are you kidding me? You’re making me feel amazing.” She admitted, a blush still staining her cheeks.

Michael gave her a half smirk. “You’re cute when you’re embarrassed.”

She pouted at him. “I’m not embarrassed,” she said but seeing the look on his face, she couldn’t help giggling and added, “Okay, I guess I am a little. It’s just...well, you’re the first guy who’s seen me, uh, like this.”

The expression on his face became serious as he heard her words. “Good.”

Maria’s heart raced at hearing that and she gave him a sweet smile. “So, uh, what do you want to do now? I mean, do you want to keep going or...”

Lowering his face to hers, he kissed her passionately but broke the kiss before it got too out of control. “I can’t believe I’m gonna say this but we should stop.”

“Oh.” She hadn’t been expecting him to say that.

“I just don’t want things moving too fast too soon, you know? If we keep going, I can’t promise you that things won’t go even further. You don’t know how tempted I am to tell you I want to keep going but I don’t want you regretting anything tomorrow.”

Letting her fingers trail across his cheek, she shook her head. “That would never happen, Michael. I would never regret being with you.”

He looked at her incredulously. “Why?”

“Because it’s you. Look, I know we’ve had more than our fair share of ups and downs in our rel...” She trailed off before she could say ‘relationship’ knowing that he probably wasn’t ready to hear her use that word to describe whatever this thing between them was. “I like being with you, I like the way you look at me, the way you touch me and I definitely like the way you kiss me.”

Michael slowly exhaled, not realising that he had been holding his breath as he had waited for her to speak. “But I’ve treated you li...”

“Like crap?” she interrupted. “Yeah, you have. I’m not going to deny that or the fact that it hurt and I’m not going to tell you that it was okay. What I am going to tell you is that I understand.” As she watched the chasing emotions on his face, she cupped his cheek in her palm and gave him a gentle smile. She knew that outside of Max and Isabel she was probably the first person who had shown him any kindness or caring without having to do it.

Watching her smiling at him, Michael felt a little more of his stonewall crumbling away and he had a feeling it wouldn’t be long before it tumbled down entirely.

Lowering his body, he buried his face in the nook between her neck and shoulder and breathed in her familiar scent. Tilting his face up, he whispered into her ear. “Thank you.”

His words were so quietly said that she almost didn’t hear him. She knew how hard it was for him to say them so she didn’t make a big fuss out of it but merely just held him that little bit tighter.

In an attempt to try and lighten the atmosphere, Maria said, “What do you want to do instead of this then? Are you hungry?”

Turning his head so he was looking at her, he couldn’t help laughing. “I’d say that was obvious.”

She laughed with him. “I didn’t mean that kind of hungry. I meant for actual food.”

“I’m starving. How about you?”

“Yeah, I am too. If I remember correctly, we seemed in a hurry to get back here for some reason.”

“Oh I remember,” he teased back. “Are you in a hurry to get home?”

“Why, are you trying to get rid of me?”

“No. I just don’t want to piss your mom off so she comes after me with a newspaper again.”

Maria burst out laughing. “Don’t worry, she’s actually away until the day after tomorrow at a buyers convention.”

“Good to know. So, what do you feel like eating? Pizza, Chinese or something else?”

“Hmm pizza sounds good.” Trying to sit up, she frowned when he wouldn’t budge. “Uh Michael, if we’re gonna eat you need to get up so we can order the pizza.”

He shook his head at her. “Not yet we don’t.” Seeing the confused look on her face, he smiled and said, “Watch.” Sliding up her body and reaching out his arm, he grabbed the cordless phone from the table at the end of the couch and pressed the speed dial number for the local pizza parlour.

“You have them on speed dial?”

“Shh,” he told her before asking, “What kind of pizza do you want?”

“Anything as long as it has extra pepperoni.”


Maria watched him as he placed their order and she gave in to temptation and stroked her fingers up and down his bicep. She couldn’t help admiring his build and his strength. A few minutes later he ended the call and tossed the phone back onto the table before inching down her body again.

“I’d say we’ve got about twenty minutes before it gets here.”

“Mmm, now I wonder what we could do to pass the time,” she teased.

“How about this?” He said before leaning down and licking her plump lips. As soon as they opened for him, he eased his tongue inside her mouth and let it tangle with hers.

Oh, this was more than fine, she thought to herself with a smile before wrapping her arms and legs around his body and letting the glorious sensations once again take over.

The End


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