promts:
76. Needy, clingy sex
4. masturbation
36. against a wall
Ian comes home to his and Mickeys new apartment, after work. As he walks into their room to relax Mickey steps right in front of him,
"gallagher, why the fuck would you leave me like that this morning. you teased me and didn't even let me finish." mickey huffed angrily.
"sorry mick, but I was running late for work and I couldn't be late again." Ian explained while putting his hand on mickeys shoulder.
He suddenly gets an idea on how he can make it up to Mickey.
Ian abruptly pins Mickey to wall, cause him to let out a tiny gasp
"Let me fix your little issue." Ian mumbles raspley while pressing his forehead on his lovers.
Their lips collide, softly. Mickey hated to admit it but he absolutely enjoyed when Ian kissed him slowly. It made him all warm and fuzzy inside. Ian's lips soon make their way down Mickeys neck. Ian removes Mickeys shirt, kissing down his chest. Sending chills down Mickeys spine. Mickey absolutely melts by Ian's touch. Ian makes it to Mickeys pants line. Ian looks up as if to ask 'is this okay'. Mickey nods. Ian pulls Mickeys sweatpants down, causing Mickeys erection to become more visible. Ian palms Mickeys cock from outside of his underwear.
"Hurry the fuck up, Ian." Mickey said pissed off.
"Oh calm down baby. It'll be worth it." Ian utters, pulling down his husband's pants anyway, letting Mickeys erection spring free.
Ian glids his tongue over the tip of Mickeys erection, causing mickey to whine. Ian soon wrapped his lips around the older ones cock, forcing Mickey to let out a series of moans and groans.
"Fuck, yeah, that feels nice red, keep that pace please-" Mickey says in-between breathless moans while running his hand through Ian's shiny red hair.
"Planning on it." Ian tries to say as best as he can with a dick in his mouth.
Ian starts forming a tent in his pants, the noises that his husband make just get him so worked up.
Ian pulls his pants down just enough to grab his own dick and jerk himself off. He let's out small moans only for them to be muffled by Mickeys dick down his throat. Swiftly Ian takes his mouth off of Mickeys dick and stands up and starts kissing his lover, gently, while also grabbing some lube off of their nightstand.
"the fuck you doing, why'd you stop sucking me off gallagher?" huffed mickey, even though he knew what Ian was about to do.
"Turn around. Now." Ian grunted, ignoring Mickeys question.
"Okay, tough guy-" Mickey giggles, turning around, bending over slightly anyway.
Ian pops open the cap of the lube bottle, applying a gracious amount of lube on to Mickeys asshole. Moments later Ian splatters some lube on his own cock, rubbing it all over. Without any warning Ian shoves his entire cock into Mickey.
"OH, FUCK IAN, OW!" Mickey screams in pain while hitting the wall with his fist.
"Shut the fuck up. I know you like you like it." Ian whispers into his husband's ear, while thrusting into Mickey a little bit more gently as to not hurt him too much. Mickey soon becomes a mess of moans and groans as Ian continously presses against his prostate.
"Please, Ian." Mickey whimpered between moans.
"Please what, baby?" asked Ian.
"You don't understand how badly I wanted this today. Thank you so much!" Mickey squealed, as Ian went deeper somehow.
"No problem my love. Anything to make you feel good, baby." Ian mumbles quietly in-between grunts.
Mickey starts jacking himself off, knowing that his husband will soon take over. Mickey moans slightly louder do to the amount of pleasure he's receiving.
"Lemme help yah Mick." Ian snarls while swatting Mickeys hand off of his cock, taking over. Making his lover feel even better. Mickeys body trembles with satisfaction.
"Fuck.." Mickey moaned, his legs nearly giving out below him. As Ian felt his husband tremble beneath him, he giggled.
"The fuck you laughing at gallagher!" hissed Mickey in-between breathless moans and groans.
"Nothing, just happy that I make you feel so good, baby." Ian admitted while kissing Mickeys shoulder. Mickey loved and hated it when Ian called him baby, it made him feel small and insignificant, but at the same time he liked to feel that way. But he'd never admit to it.
As Ian increased the pace of his thrusts into Mickey, he kept a slower pace jerking him off. Mickey felt as if he was in an entirely different world, he didn't even realize that his own moans were getting louder. He couldn't recognize the words coming out of his own mouth.
"Fuck the ever loving shit out of me Ian! Holy fucking shit you feel so good in me. Give it to me!" Mickey screamed in-between loud moans, sounding the neediest he's ever sounded.
"With pleasure, Mick" Ian grunted pounding into Mickey hard and fast while also increasing the speed of which he jerked his husband off. Ian knew they were both close to cumming.
"I'm almost there, Ian. Make me feel good." Mickey begged, sounding mindless.
As Mickey came, letting out a scream. Ian was close behind.
"Damn Ian. Thank you." Mickey said pulling up his pants nearly collapsing as he made his way to sit on the bed.
"No problem. I should make you wait more often shouldn't I." Ian laughed sitting next to his tired out husband.
"Fuck off." Mickey cursed, while flipping off Ian. Before laying down
"I love you, Mick" Ian said laying down next to his love, while laying a kiss on his forehead.
"Love you too." Mickey admitted before falling fast asleep.
