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𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵! 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵. 𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘷 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤.

𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 18+

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MIKE couldn't keep his eyes off you. when he had asked you, (his bestfriend/life long crush which he has endlessly pined over), to come over and study, he hadn't expected you to waltz into his room with a cherry red lollipop in your mouth.

you had smiled at him excitably and explained how this lovely young girl down the street had a little candy stand set up. mike was having a very difficult time focusing on his studies when you were licking and sucking on that stupid little lollipop.

"mikey?" you asked, a concerned expression in your eyes.

"you ok? you seem out of focus." you said, before popping the lollipop out of your mouth.

"m' fine-" he stuttered trying to think of something that would distract him and hopefully cool down the very hard boner he was hiding.

"you seem uncomfortable i can fix that, something wrong?"

"no just tryna study." you raised your eyebrow at him, and he turned away, face flushed.

before he knew what was happening he was being pulled off the floor and up on to his bed. you pushed him back, climbing on top off him to straddle his torso. you punched his shoulder lightly, smirking.

"tell me whats wrong mikey!" you said giggling at his flushed face.

"sweets i think you stared at him, confused by what he meant. his hand found you waist and you gasped, surprised by how warm his touch felt, he moved you down, until your hips were connected and-oh.

he was hard.

he was still red, watching you carefully to see your reaction. but you didn't speak, instead you leaned connecting your lips to his. his lips were soft and plush, and you moved your hands from his shoulders to cup his cheeks, bringing him in closer. your noses bumped and his lips curved into a smile.

all he could think about was how good you tasted, the sweetness of the lollipop, which was now long forgotten, still filled your mouth. he pulled back, exhaling.

"¡ really like you mike." you blurted out, it was now your turn to turn red.

"¡ really really like you too doll." he said smiling up at you.

you bent back down reconnecting your lips. this time it was more heated. you slid your tongue along his lip, biting it softly.

he groaned. you hand came up to his hair tugging at it, you had always liked his hair, how soft it was. he pulled back, focusing his attention on your jawline.

"you." kiss "taste." kiss "so." kiss "sweet." he whispered into your ear.

you bent your neck to the side slightly to give him more access, and to also pull him up. he shuffled back until he was resting against the headboard. you smiled at him, as you placed yourself between his legs.

"what are you doing-" he asked, flustered by your position. your hand came up to the belt that adorned his jeans, slowly undoing it.

"can i ask you something mikey?" you asked, fiddling with his belt.

"m?" he responded, eyes trained on the movements of your hand.

"what got you this hard?" you whispered, removing his belt and chucking it on the floor.

"it - it was that stupid lollipop" he responded shakily. You undid his zipper and shook down the jeans so they rested around his thighs. you gulped, now being able to clearly see the outline of his dick through his boxers. he exhaled slowly.

"y'know you don't have to do this-" he said, though his mouth was saying something very different to what his body was.

"oh i'm happy too," you said smiling up at him. he groaned as your hand came up to slightly palm him.

"close vour eves and tell me more about that lollipop mike" vou said, taking of his boxers. you were glad his eyes were close, so he couldn't see your shocked expression. he didn't need his ego further boosted.

"well y'know you were just licking it and- OH!"
you had licked from the base to the tip of his shaft, your hands cupping his balls.

"holy shit-" he cursed.

"tell me more." you whispered against his shaft, causing him to shudder. you had taken him fully in your throat, the tip of his dick hitting the back of your mouth, you began to bob up and down slowly, all will a string of praises and moans left mikes mouth. you removed your mouth from him with a 'pop'.

"you can open your eyes mikey." you said before going back to what you were previously doing.
mike swore he went to heaven then and there. pleasure was washing over him, with each lick he came closer and closer to losing it.

you looked so pretty looking up at him through your eyelashes. you moved your hands up his shirt feeling his toned chest. you bobbed our head up and down faster, gagging slightly but never stopping. mikes hips stuttered and he let out a groan.

"i'm so close doll, your so good at this."
you moaned in response, causing vibrations up his shaft. he fisted his sheets, groaning.

"fuck- y/n m'cumming." he practically whimpered.

he groaned loudly as his realise finally washed over him. you continued our movements before finally removing your mouth and swallowing his load.

"did i do good mikey?" you said, wiping the corners of your mouth.

"you did so good sweets."

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