It was an accident, it really was. Ian wondered why his card got charged twice as much. See, he wanted a mirror, but not just any mirror, mirror tiles. He had seen some on Amazon that he liked and thought were cute. So he bought them, he bought them to hang by their kitchen sink, the area where they had their hooks and keys, maybe some in the bathroom. He meant to only by one pack, which came with 32 tiles, but now, he had an extra pack. As he stared at the tiles he wondered what he could do with it. He looked all over their apartment to see where they could be placed. He check the living room, the spare room, the hallways, even the closets but nothing caught his eye, he had no clue where to place them. As he gave up hope, he bounced on to the bed he shared with his husband. He groaned and figured maybe one of his siblings would want them. As he stared at the ceiling, he frowned. Almost like a light bulb went on, he stared at the ceiling. He hummed as he though, maybe, just maybe.
He got up from the bed and checked his watch, it was only four in the evening, Mickey was working out at Kev's, he came back at five, his usual time. Ian got up and grabbed the package of tiled mirrors. He opened them and spread them across the bed, he looked up at the ceiling and placed them together on their bed, a layout plan. He smirked as he placed the first tile, oh he couldn't wait for Mickey to get home.
Sweaty and hot, Mickey walked up the steps to their apartment. He had a cigarette in his mouth as he put the house key in, he could hear a click then the sound of their detector go off, 'front door open'. He placed his keys in the bowel they had by the door, he took of his thin jacket and hooked it, then took his shoes off. He also burned out his cigarrete in the bowel the had by the door,
"Yo, Ian, I'm back." He called out as he entered the living room.
He pulled out his phone and sat on the couch. He opened his Instagram and began scrolling through the people he followed. A slight smile spread across his face as he liked a picture of Franny sliding down a slide on Debbie's insta. As he scrolled to see a picture of Fred walking, he heard a creek behind him. He turned to see but felt two hands cover his eyes. He smiled as he knew it was Ian.
"What-?" He asked and dropped his phone.
"Come to the room." Ian whispered and Mickey smiled, his eyes still covered.
"Why?" Mickey asked with a giggle and Ian smirked.
"Come find out why." He said and Mickey smirked.
As soon as he felt Ian's hand leave his face, he got up quickly. He turned and slightly frowned as he didn't see Ian. He shrugged and pulled his belt out of the loops. He walked over to their room and pulled his shirt over his head. As he entered their room, he saw Ian laying down on the bed, he was unbuckling his belt. Mickey smirked as he walked over, he helped Ian out of his pants and Ian sat up on the bed, only in his boxers. He pulled Mickey by his belt loop, his eyes looking at Mickey as he began to unbutton his pants. Mickey smiled as he looked down, staring at his husband.
"Fuck, you're so hot." Mickey moaned as he touched Ian's bottom lip.
Ian bit his bottom lip and smirked.
Ian pulled down Mickey's pants, as well as his boxers. Ian laid himself on his back, pulling down his own boxers. Mickey smiled and slid down on Ian's body, slowly crawling up on him. Ian smiled and looked up at the mirror tiles.
"Oh, fuck." Ian moaned as he could see his and Mickey's bodies together on the mirror tiles.
Mickey hummed as he pecked Ian slightly, he moved his body so he could straddle his waist. As his legs went around Ian, he couldn't help but smile. Ian moved to the drawer and grabbed the lube. He spread some on his fingers and watched as he entered one finger into Mickey. He watched as Mickeys jaw dropped and as Mickey closed his eyes. Ian smiled and entered a second one, this time Mickey grinded into Ian and moved himself.
"Put me on my back." Mickey said as Ian entered a third finger, too occupied by watching him work up Mickey Ian shook his head.
He grabbed himself and kissed the side of Mickey's neck.
"Give it a while." He whispered and Mickey shuddered as Ian entered him slowly.
With a sharp gasp, Mickey moaned loudly and Ian stilled in him. Ian could see up the mirror and it was fucking beautiful. He smiled and began moving himself. Mickey as well rocked himself, the feeling was so good. Hot and warm, full and stuffed. Ian smiled as he could see him self enter and exit Mickeys hole.
"Fuck." Mickey moaned as he rocked himself a little harder.
"Yeah, fuck yourself on me Mickey, fuck me hard." Ian had moaned and Mickey moved faster, feeling himself come to the edge at Ian's words.
Ian watched above and almost came from that sight alone. He moved himself and grabbed Mickeys waist. He held him as he moved them to switch. Mickey smiled as he laid back on his back. Ian had slipped out so they both looked down as Ian entered himself back, going in had and fast. He practically moved Mickey up with himself. Mickeys body jumped and he smiled as he mouth dropped.
"Fuck, Iannnnnn." Mickey moaned as Ian moved.
Ian looked down and pecked Mickeys neck.
"Look up." He whispered and Mickey frowned then looked up.
He saw the tiles and could see what Ian was doing to him.
"Oh shittt." He moaned as he watched.
"Oh my god." He moaned and Ian smiled.
"Fuck, fuck." Ian moaned and Mickey smiled.
Together they both came, hard and out of breath. Ian stilled in Mickey and Mickey smiled, blissed out and in love. Ian didn't move from him and stared at Mickey.
"You like it?" He asked and Mickey laughed.
"It's a nice touch." He said and they both laughed and looked up at the tiles.
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