Shamelessly Smutty

Ditto

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Summary: The night of the wedding :)

Warnings: sex, language

Words: 985

Season: 10

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Ian pulled him into another kiss, slipping his tongue into his mouth. His belly swooped as he moaned with delight and mumbled his name.

His lips moved away from him and moved down to his neck.

"Fuck you doing?" Mickey laughed as Ian picked him up and carried him to the bed – Mickey still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that the headboard of the bed was a whole ass heart. Pretty stupid in his opinion.

"Sweeping my bride off his feet," he couldn't help but smile at the man in his arms.

He loved hearing his laugh.

Ian tossed them on the bed, both of them rolling away from each other somehow in the process.

Mickey quickly started removing his trousers – his top had been thrown off the moment he had entered the room – he tossed them to the side once removed.

"Went commando on our wedding day?" Ian sounded amused.

"You can get on my ass faster," he teased.

Ian pulled down his own pants until they were bunched up at his ankles and he wrestled them off. Mickey moved into Ian's space and rubbed his finger against the fabric of Ian's underwear.

"Oh... oh, Mick..." he moaned.

Mickey straddled his hips.

"Sensitive ass mother fucker."

"Mm-hmm."

Ian lifted his hips a bit so he could pull down his boxers, throwing them into the floor with his pants.

Ian then grabbed his husband by the hips and pressed kisses against his eyes and cheeks. He slid one hand down to his ass and slipped a finger through the thick cheeks. Mickey gave a sharp gasp of delight, making him smile.

Ian massaged the area that was between his hole and his cock.

"I love you," he whispered, sucking on his earlobes in between words, "I love you, Mick. I love you."

Ian's lips moved down towards Mickey's neck, then his torso sucking on his nipples.

He flipped them over, Mickey now getting towered by his tall ass husband. Ian continued further down, kissing the inside of his thighs.

His tongue wandered over Mickey's cock slightly, not applying too much pressure; though it was enough to make his husband grip the sheets as a deep hum built up in his throat.

Ian stopped for a moment to look up at his blushing lover.

"No... no, don't stop," Mickey sounded breathy as if someone had knocked the wind out of him. They had barely even started yet and Mickey was already breathless and red.

Ian lowered his head again, this time going for the head of Mickey's cock. He sucked on the tip, tasting the pre-cum that Mickey was producing. He popped off with a loud 'pop' noise.

Giving Mickey no room for begging he dipped back down going deeper this time. Ian wasn't the best at deep throating, but on a good day, he had no problem pleasing his man.

Today was a good day.

Ian took Mickey's cock down his throat until he was feeling stretched – his voice gonna be so raspy in the morning. Mickey may not have the length, but he had the thickness.

Mickey was a moaning mess as he arched his back and cried out with pleasure. With Ian swallowing around his cock, Mickey had no idea if he could hold off much more.

"Oh... fuck...Ian, fuck... oh, God, yes!"

Mickey shot his load down Ian's throat. Even in his faded state, his main thought was on the fact that he needed his husband's dick. Now.

"I want you inside me, baby... I want you inside me..." he couldn't even scold himself for letting the pet name slip, usually, that was Ian's forte.

Ian watched as Mickey's head fell back onto the pillows with closed eyes.

He looks so pretty from this angle. If only Mickey would know how beautiful he is.

"Ready?" Mickey didn't even realize that Ian had lubed up his cock and was now posited upwards, lined up with his hole.

"Yes."

They hadn't done any prep so they took it slow of course. It wasn't mandatory that they prep after all these years since Mickey has no real trouble having his ass take all 9 inches.

Ian pushed his cock in ever so gently letting Mickey get used to the size for a second. Ian's thrusts started out slow, as if unsure of what pace he should go. It was their wedding night. He had no idea if this was a 'fuck' kinda moment, or a 'make love' kinda moment.

Either way, he leaned down to give his husband a quick kiss. He found the right pace; still gentle and slow.

"Oh, Ian...Iannnnnn..." Mickey panted.

"Enjoying yourself Mickey?" he rasped out.

Mickey couldn't even respond. It never really mattered how hard or fast Ian went, he could get drunk off that redhead's cock either way.

With one sharp thrust, Ian found Mickey's prostate, this is easily proven by the high-pitched sound that was emitted from Mickey's mouth.

"I love you," he declared over his pleasured moans.

"I love you, too," Mickey echoed.

Mickey's cries grew louder until he came for the second time that night, his chest covered in his white mess.

Ian was set off from how tight Mickey clenched during his orgasm. He shot his load into his husband and sighed blissfully.

He fell forwards on top of Mickey, his arms finally giving out. He closed his eyes as he replayed it all inside his mind. Mickey felt Ian's weight against himself, he didn't bother telling the redhead to get off him, he just ran his fingers through the orange strands of hair.

Ian moved anyway so that he wouldn't suffocate his newlywed partner, though he did pull Mickey back tight against him not even caring that they were covered in cum and smelled like sex.

Mickey didn't care either, he just snuggled closer into Ian's chest.

"Can't believe we are married," Mickey breathed as he listened to the redhead's beating chest.

"Best day of my life.".

"Ditto."

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FIN

Dis one was short

Comment ideas or stories you might want to see. I'll practically write fucking anything. (Shameless related of course) Do that a lot in high school.

IM POSTING MORE AGAIN I TOLD YALL

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