Shamelessly Smutty

I Needed U

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Summary: Mickey just needs to relieve the tension. Ian catches Mickey playing on his own 

Trans-Mickey (pre-bottom op)

Warnings: language, sex, daddy kink

Words: 1996

Season: 8

Original work by: i_fuckin_love_it 

Saw this and wanted to edit it.

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He couldn't help himself. He'd just gotten home from work and he'd spent all day thinking over the night before. It was terrible having to think of an old lady's tits to get rid of the wetness in his pants.

But the events of Thursday night were cycling through his mind. Ian really loved him. Ian had done everything the night before to make sure Mickey had the best fucking birthday sex he could have. 

So, when Mickey got home, he immediately started stripping his shirt and slacks off. He used his finger to graze against his nipple causing him to involuntarily moan. His fingers immediately latched into his hard nubs and began tugging and punching while his head fell back against his shoulders with a moan.

"Fuck," he whispered through a moan. He shouldn't be playing on his own because he knew if he got caught, he'd be in trouble. 

But maybe that's exactly what he wanted. Ian had loved on him all night. Even woke him up after they'd fallen asleep by pushing his hard dick into Mickey and whispering how much he loved him until Mickey was a withering mess begging Ian to fill him up. 

Mickey's jeans were bunched up in the front a bit which left a firm place for Mickey to grind into. He moaned, looking over to the clock on their bedside table. 

4:36 pm.

Ian wouldn't be home for another two hours so he had time. Mickey pulled their black box of toys from beneath their bed and chose his favorite dildo from the set. The one that was a replica of Ian's cock. It was his favorite Christmas gift he'd ever received cause right now he's about to make himself scream. 

He reached back, beginning to toy with the royal blue silicone plug that was snugly sitting inside him. He tugged it halfway out then pushed it back in letting out a cacophony of moans. Fuck.

He pulled it out slowly and since being already so wet he only drizzled a bit of lube on it before reaching back to insert it once more, "Mm," he began fucking himself slowly. The dildo pressed tightly into his cunt giving him a delicious burn. 

"Fuuuucck," he groaned louder. He pulled the cock out slowly until it was just the tip inside and then slammed it back into him immediately finding the cervix. His back arched off the bed and he could swear he was seeing white with how good it all felt. His moans only grew louder unaware that Ian had just gotten home from work. 

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Ian had been feeling a bit low today, which was not unusual for someone with bipolar disorder. His boss Rita insisted that he take the evening off, get home, and spend some quality time with his partner. 

That statement alone was convincing enough for Ian to comply and go home to his husband. He had stopped by their local convenience store and picked up the ingredients to make Mickey's favorite meal and then headed home. However, when he entered their apartment, it was empty. With a glance at the shoe rack, he noticed Mickey was home but he wasn't sitting in front of the television like he usually would, and he wasn't in the kitchen getting his own dinner ready.