Michael was lounging on his couch, engrossed in a thrilling novel when he heard a loud crash coming from his bedroom. He marked his spot with a finger and placed the book on the coffee table before making his way to the source of the noise.
He pushed open the door to his bedroom and was met with the sight of his longtime friend and roommate, Lance, holding a bag of his belongings. Lance smirked at Michael, his eyes glinting with mischief.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Michael demanded, crossing his arms over his chest.
Lance chuckled, grabbing Michael by the arm and leading him out of the apartment. "I'm saving you from yourself, Michael."
Michael tried to resist, but Lance's grip was too strong. "Let go of me, you delusional demon," Michael hissed.
As they walked down the hallway, Lance whispered seductive words into Michael's ear, causing him to shiver with desire. Michael tried to push the feelings away, reminding himself of Lance's lack of self-control.
Lance continued to touch all the right places, causing Michael to struggle between resisting and giving in. Michael tried to focus on anything but Lance's advances, but it was no use.
Lance led Michael to a secluded room, locking the door behind them. Michael tried to protest, but Lance silenced him with a kiss.
Michael's resolve weakened as Lance's lips explored his own. He tried to remind himself of the consequences, but Lance's hands were too skilled. Michael finally gave in, pulling Lance closer and deepening the kiss.
Lance smirked against Michael's lips, knowing he'd won. He began to undress Michael, his fingers trailing against his skin. Michael tried to protest, but his words were lost in a moan.
Lance removed Michael's clothes, leaving him standing in only his underwear. Michael tried to cover himself, but Lance stopped him with a gentle touch.
Lance admired Michael's body, his eyes filled with desire. Michael tried to resist, but Lance's gaze was too intense.
Lance began to undress himself, revealing his toned body. Michael couldn't help but stare, his eyes drawn to Lance's muscular form.
Lance pulled Michael close, their bodies pressed together. Michael tried to resist, but Lance's touch was too tempting.
Lance whispered more seductive words into Michael's ear, causing him to shiver with desire. Michael finally gave in, letting Lance take control.
"You always were a stubborn one, Michael," Lance said, his voice low and husky.
Michael couldn't help but smile, his body responding to Lance's touch. "You always were a persistent one, Lance."
Lance chuckled, his lips finding Michael's once again. "I know what's best for you, Michael. And right now, that's me."
Michael couldn't argue with that. He let himself get lost in the moment, letting Lance show him just how good things could be between them.
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