Shamelessly Smutty

HUSBANDS

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Summary: Ian and Mickey are horny little shits as we all know, they are watching a movie until Mickey starts grinding up against his husband

Warnings: language, dry humping, sex

Words: 1267

Season: 10 or 11

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"Mick," Ian sighed into his husband's mouth.

"What baby?"

"Fuck..we didn't even get to finish the fuckin movie," Ian grips the sides of his husband's hips and grounds him down even harder against his cock.

Since just coming back from shopping they didn't give two fucks about changing out of clothes before going to watch a movie.

They had spent the whole time arguing in the store about whether or not they should buy organic foods, that by the time they left it was already so late in the day. So what better to do than watch one of Ian's "boring ass Military movies"

"Fuck the movie, t'was boring as fuck anyways," he was straddled on Ian's lap, legs wide enough to have their cocks touch through their jeans.

It was such a good feeling. Jeans were not only a great style to wear, but perfect grinding material – pressed up in all the right places.

"Yeah, yeah," Ian smiles up at his horny little husband.

"So, you gonna fuck me or what?" Mickey grins already knowing the answer to that question.

"No," oh. Not what Mickey was expecting, "you are gonna stay on my lap here and get yourself off just like this," it's then Ian's turn to grin dirtily.

"Game on Gallagher!"

Mickey tugged Ian's tight green shirt over his head to reveal a chest accessorized with toned abs and muscles. Ian returned the favor and pulled off Mickey's shirt as well to reveal his own name.

Ian smiled a little at the sight of that tattoo. It meant so much to him, though he wasn't smiling for long when Mickey slammed his lips against his husband's.

Tongues collapsed into each other and hands moved to grasp at each other's hair. Mickey began to roll his hips in a slow circular motion. Ian was hot and bothered by his husband's tactics, his boner was pressed so tightly up against his jeans, though the pressure felt too good.

"C'mon Ian, huh, mmmmmh...just fuck me," Mickey's whines had no effect on the redhead, "Please. I know you want to put your cock in me."

"Of course, I do, but I'd rather watch you jizz yourself in your pants," Mickey let out a disappointed sigh, though he wasn't opposed to the idea of cumming in his own pants – it is kind of hot.

Ian gripped the Milkovich's hips hard, pulling towards himself which caused their dicks to slide against each other in the process.

Ian's cock felt like it was gonna burst and Mickey was about to be a goner. Mickey's cock was leaking through his pants, and the way Ian was tweaking his nipples wasn't helping – he always had sensitive nipples.

Blue eyes met with green ones which were filled with desire and lust. Ian could feel the way Mickey would fall and relax under his touch, "Fuck yeah," he swore hoarsely, God Ian wanted to come. He would come. He knew it, he could feel it coming.

Right when Ian thought he was about to burst from all the dry humping, Mickey lifted his hips off his husband's. 

It was almost funny how Ian chased Mickey's hips with his own, desperate for release, he was still hard and sore.