GALLAVICH- Shamelessly Smutty

3x03

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Summary:  Remember that one scene in season 3 where Mickey beats up Ned when he is on that date with Ian. This is basically what happens after they run down that alley 👀

Warnings: sex, language

Words: 2536

Season: 3

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Ian is still incomplete utter shock at what just happened. He finds himself debating over whether or not he wants to be mad at the Milkovich. Mickey followed him all the way to the restaurant with Ned to not only stalk them but beat him up after.

Overall it made sense. Mickey has always been jealous of Ian's other hookups though he has never seen Ian on a date firsthand. The way Ian smiles at the geriatric, or giggles at his dumb jokes, makes Mickey want to rip the guy's eyeballs out with a spoon.

But the past is not something he is dwelling on right now. After the cops showed up, both boys were already headed for the alley, stopping behind a wall that divides the area. They barely have any time to breathe before Ian is pinning Mickey to the wall.

He dips his head and brings a kiss to Mickey's lips. He holds for a sec, waiting for the lash out, waiting for the shove, the yelling, the anger. Though Mickey just keens under Ian, sucking in another harsh breath, this time not from the run but the heat of Ian's lips.

Ian drops one hand down to Mickey's waist, leaving the other on his face stroking softly unlike the harshness of their kiss. He pushes Mickey's body closer to his, which pulls a whimper from the smaller boy.

Mickey pulls back for a second which confuses Ian, "Gallagher, I'm only gonna say this shit once so bare with me. I hate you going around fucking other dudes and fucking laughing with them, and smiling and shit, and kissing them. Okay? I can't...I can't talk about feelings Ian. I just can't...shit," Mickey trails off with sad eyes cast to the ground.

Mickey can hear his own heart hammering in his chest which causes him to blush at the thought of Ian hearing it too. Damn, he is embarrassed.

"You don't have to talk about feelings Mickey," Ian smiles down at the thug, "Just need to be reminded every once in a while that you're with me for more than just my dick, you know? I hang out with these dudes because they shower me with all the shitty love they can give."

Ian pauses before continuing again, "You're gorgeous, you know? It's what makes you different from the others. You're this feisty, sexy, thug that calls anyone out on their shit."

"Shut up," Mickey was blushing ten times harder now.

"I'd rather no-" he can't even finish his sentence before Mickey is smashing their lips together again.

It took Ian not even two seconds before he was in his position again with his hand on Mickey's jaw with the other to his hip. Mickey can only gasp and grasp onto Ian's tight shirt. Ian adjusts his hold slightly, slanting his thinner lips against Mickey's plump ones. Their tongues meet at the same time, neither of them caring if moans slip past their lips.

The drag of Ian's tongue against Mickey's was like a drug, he couldn't get enough of him. When Ian finally pulled away, Mickey's lungs were screaming at him. He didn't even realize he had been holding his breath, he is just waiting until this dream ends and he is back in the darkness of his home. Though Ian doesn't let him grasp any more thoughts, he dips back in again to kiss Mickey, this time his hands going into dark black hair.