GALLAVICH- Shamelessly Smutty

The Fist

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Summary: Very Smutty. There is no real plot. Mickey just wants to get fisted and Ian wants to fist Mickey. 

I need to stop writing at night. I get too carried away ;-;

READ THIS: if you dont know what fisting is, its basically when someone or yourself plunges their/your hand inside yourself  through of course ass, vagina whilst making a fist. SOOOOOO if this is something you don't want to read about since someones hand is literally going in another ass. DONT READ. Easy peasy :)

Warnings: very descriptive sex, hands in a body :) ,language

Words: 2894

Season: End of  10 or anytime during 11

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"I want to discuss something you said last night," was the first words Ian heard waking up in their bed that morning.

Before making a response Ian tilted Mickey's head towards himself in order to give him a good morning kiss.

He wasn't sure what kind of filth he'd showered Mickey with last night.

He never really pays attention to the things he says, mostly just babbling hot phrases into Mickey's ear.

"Mhm, you called me sloppy," Mickey grins as he pushes back Ian's orange hair.

"But you are, somebody loves extra lube," he smiles as he leans into the hand working wonders at his scalp.

"You said something else though," Mickey tightened his grip on Ian's hair slightly, "You said you wanted to put your entire fucking hand inside me," Mickey can't help but chuckle at how Ian's cock twitched against his ass.

That alone was sort of confirmation, but he wanted to hear the words.

"Is that true, Gallagher? You want to fist me?"

Instead of replying directly, Ian looked up towards the ceiling, face covered in a deep blush making his freckles stand out.

"Is that a yes, tough guy?" Mickey stared at the blushing redhead beside him.

"Yeah, baby, that's a yes," Ian nuzzled into the soft skin behind Mickey's ear, "I'd been plannin' on bringing it up, guess my filthy mouth got there quicker."

"I've been thinking about it on and off for a while now, thinking about makin' your hole the sloppiest it's ever been," Ian kept nuzzling and licking at the spot behind Mickey's ear.

He breathes in deep, Mickey's scent something he has always loved and been obsessed with.

"You could have mentioned dumbass," Mickey hummed as he pressed back against Ian.

"I was planning on it, I just kept forgetting, I mean between work and other shit we try out we don't really have that much time," his voice turned almost sorrowful, and it wasn't as if he was lying.

They both had jobs Ian's being full-time as an EMT; Mickey working security at a jewelry shop. The time spent outside of their jobs was cleaning or babysitting the younger Gallagher kids – not that they minded.

"That's fair," Mickey agreed.

"So if we do this how is it gonna go?"

"Well, we are clean, but I think we might need some gloves, that new bottle of lubricant, oh and a towel," Mickey kisses Ian one last them before he swung his legs out from under the covers.