GALLAVICH- Shamelessly Smutty

Hotel? Trivago.

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Summary: Ian and Mickey get a hotel for the night to have some fun, roleplaying as if they've never met.

(Trivago has nothing to do with the story I just thought it was funny)

Warnings: sex, language

Words: 1937

Season: 11

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The moment they reached door 113, Mickey found himself being slammed into the wall as the redhead's lips sucked a dark purple bruise into his neck.

Ian pulled away for a second and Mickey could only nod as he found himself getting lost in the sensation of having Ian's large hands roam expertly over his body. Ian's hands trailed down the Milkovich's body finding the bottom of Mickey's shirt. He slightly pulled away again.

"Is this ok?" Ian asked remembering consent, to play the scene out better.

"Yes. Oh god yes," Mickey stuttered out.

Ian stopped, causing Mickey to groan at the loss of his body heat.

Ian let out a breathy laugh before reaching behind Mickey to unlock the door to the hotel room.

Mickey giggled a bit as they stubbled in looking for the light switch. With the lights finally on he looked around the fancy hotel room, silently thanking Ian's boss for that raise. He was pulled away from his thoughts as Ian crashed their lips together. He placed his hands on Mickey's chest guiding him backwards into the room.

In the very of the far wall, there was a king-sized canopy bed with an iron headboard and a wooden bench at the foot of the bed.

Mickey turned around glancing at the large bed. Ian must have already been in the room earlier as he noticed the box of sex toys in the corner of the room.

Ian snaked his arms around his waist, dropping soft kisses to the side of his neck. He lifted his head slightly to catch Mickey's earlobe between his teeth, biting and pulling hard enough to bring the brunette out of his trance.

Mickey melted into the kiss and allowed Ian to lead him towards the bed. He barely registered the back of his knees hitting the mattress before Ian had pushed him down forcefully onto the soft mattress.

"I hope these sheets are clean," Mickey managed to stutter out.

"They are, but something tells me we are about to make them so much dirtier," Ian replied covering Mickey's body with his own.

Ian continued to kiss Mickey passionately, urging Mickey to open his mouth so that he could slide his tongue against the other man's.

Mickey moaned at the sensation of feeling Ian's soft lips against his, his tongue working against Mickeys in a passionate dance of desire.

Ian pulled away only to draw a small groan from Mickey at the loss of his warm mouth.

"Oh, you are such a beautiful boy Mickey. I could look at you for hours. We haven't even begun and yet you already look so wrecked," Ian said as he snugly ran his left hand down Mickey's neck and torso until he reached the hem of his flannel shirt.

Ian slid his hand beneath the fabric to reach up and twerk one of Mickey's soft pink nipples. He then lifted the fabric completely not being able to suppress the urge to run his tongue on the nipple any longer.

Ian cupped his pecs before he dipped his head down to lick and suck at Mickey's nipples.

Mickey moaned and arched his back off of the bed successfully grinding his now hard erection against Ian's own hard length.