kitten || muke au

nineteen

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-warning: choking and mildly intense stuff-

"happy birthday, kitten."

luke intertwined their hands together before bending down again to kiss michael. it was slow and full of passion.

luke pulled away to place his a finger at michael's lips. michael kitten-licked it before sucking innocently, batting his eyelashes at luke who looked mesmerized. luke grunted lowly, pulling his finger out of michael's mouth with a small pop.

he positioned his finger at michael's hole, pushing in while kissing him. michael whimpered in discomfort, and squeezed luke's hand slightly. luke stopped pushing in at his knuckle, moving his finger back and forth in the boy. michael gasped, followed by a moan. luke smiled slightly, loving the sight of the squirming boy beneath him.

"feel good?" luke asked, his voice much lower than usual.

michael didn't speak, only nodded vigorously and luke pulled his finger out. michael wanted to groan in frustration, but he didn't make any noise as luke pressed his fingers at his lips again. he took luke's fingers in his mouth and sucked like before, but going a bit faster in hopes of speeding things up.

luke's fingers popped out of mikey's mouth and were soon pushed into his aching entrance.

"mmm," luke hummed, his eyes on his own fingers engulfed by michael's body. "so tight, kitten."

michael whimpered, eyes closed tightly. he started grinding back on luke's fingers, which were being pumped into him rather quickly.

luke started scissoring michael in hopes of prepping him further. he loved seeing michael a mess. he moaned and whimpered and mewled every couple seconds. it was beautiful.

luke started angling his fingers in different ways in hopes of finding that bundle of nerves. it wasn't long until he found it, and michael's hips burst up into the air.

"o-oh my god, daddy." he panted, and luke moaned. his voce was raspy and deep and michael loved it. he wanted to hear it again and again.

luke's fingers left michael and their lips met, wet and sloppy and full of lust.

"ready, kitten?" luke asked, lips grazing michael's furry ear.

michael nodded quickly, almost shaking from anticipation, both hands wrapped around luke's neck and playing with the short bits of hair there.

"okay. tell me if I'm hurting you."

he positioned his length at michael's entrance and pushed in slowly, groaning slightly at michael's tightness.

"fuck, kitten, s-so good." he breathed at michael's ear. michael felt almost no discomfort at all, and began whimpering under luke.

luke started peppering soft kisses onto michael's head and cheeks, then pulled out slightly only to push right back in.

michael's head seemed to fit perfectly into luke's shoulder.

he whimpered quietly, tugging slightly on luke's blond hair.

it felt wonderful to be so close to someone.

luke's action started speeding up and before he knew it the only sounds in the room were skin slapping harshly on skin, michael and luke's moans (with an undertone of luke's foul language), and the desk screeching about against the wood flooring.

"mmm, kitten, so fucking good." luke moaned for what seemed like the thousandth time that night.

michael whimpered in response, eyes screwed shut and head bouncing back and forth with the rhythm of luke's thrusts.

luke started slowing down a bit, grinding into michael's ass instead. the act made michael see stars.

his breath hitched in his throat and he grabbed hold of luke's shoulders. luke panted, his quiff matted down with a thin layer of sweat.

"u-upstairs, kitten," he breathed, and michael wrapped his legs around luke's waist. "b-bed."

luke pulled him off the table, hands easily supporting michael's weight. they were still connected physically, and so luke brought michael up on his dick and slammed him down again. michael stopped holding himself up, which luke suspected would happen. he was a moaning mess, and left light marks on luke's shoulders from his nails.

they continued to fuck in this position for awhile, before luke was literally heaving. michael's legs were still wrapped tightly around luke's waist, so they simply walked up the stairs like that, connected in lips and down there, and luke barely struggled.

once the two got to the bed, luke pulled out of michael and they fell down together, still kissing sloppily. luke positioned himself at michael's entrance again, mind racing and breath shallow, and pushed in, a string of curse words following.

luke didn't even start off slowly this time. he pounded into michael relentlessly, and michael moaned loud enough for all the neighbor's to hear.

luke needed something to hold — no — grab onto. his hands searched all around michael's body before resting on his chest. they gradually moved upwards, which made michael sputter on his words.

"d-daddy, I - o-oh, mmm."

luke's large hand slowly wrapped around michael's neck, his eyes squeezed in intense pleasure.

"kitten, shi-" luke groaned, mouth agape and a small crease forming in between his eyebrows. "i-is this, o-okay?"

luke was desperate for an extra push, of anything, just to get him over the edge. he was already dancing on the edge but he needed something else.

"'s fine," michael panted, hands at luke's wrist. "go."

luke squeezed his hand into a fist, starting to pound into michael harder when he heard him cough and sputter and choke. he never knew he was into anything like this, but fuck, michael's cries turned him on.

luke opened his eyes and almost came at the sight.

michael had tears streaming down flushed cheeks, his mouth was open wide and his head was thrown back, digging into the mattress with each of luke's thrusts. his hands curled around luke's wrist and he made high-pitched mewls every time luke jammed into his prostate.

"fuck, kitten," luke growled, "look so hot. so helpless. fuck."

michael gasped and came, luke's heavy words adding just that bit of what he needed to push him over the edge.

and with michael's walls clenching around him, luke had no other choice but coming as well, mouth agape as pleasure overtook his body.

luke pulled out and michael whimpered, feeling empty. they laid together under the sheets after luke cleaned michael up.

luke pulled michael up close next to him. he sighed, and kissed his kitten's ear.

"so," he cleared his throat, "did you have a nice birthday?"

michael smile became a lot more prominent, "yes, daddy."

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the picture is luke's tat if it's not already obvious it's just in a different spot

anyyywaayyy sorry my smut is awkward and sucks i trI Ed ok

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also lmao michael fell on his ass last night and asked the crowed to sing about his sprained ankle :')

I'm updating a lot more often bc it's summer and I don't have anything better to do oh whale

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