Mickey and Ian ( Gallavich) Stories🫶🏾🫶🏾

"You're Such A Bitch" (Smut, Fluff)

Mickey basically got checked for his attitude... I'm running out of ideas so gimme some please😭.

"Fine, no sex until you get a job." Ian said as he gave Mickey a small smile. "Aww, I don't need your disgusting ass dick." Mickey said as he walked back upstairs. "Welp, looks like you've got a handful Ian." Debbie said as she grabbed Franny and her coat and soon walked out of the door, leaving Ian alone in the kitchen.

"So you really not havin sex with me until I find a dumb ass job?" Mickey asked rolling over to face Ian. "Yea, I told you Mick, you gotta get a job." Ian said as he stared up at the ceiling. "Fuck you Ian." Mickey said as he turned back around on his side to go to sleep. The next morning Mickey woke up before Ian just to be petty and cranky all day. "Morning Mickey." Ian said as he walked down the stairs." Mickey just walked away sipping his coffee. "Mick!" Ian called out following his husband into the other room. Mickey just sat down in front of the Tv, turning it on shortly after. "What Gallagher, fuck?" Mickey said as he never took his eyes off the tv. "Why are you acting like that?" Ian said as he sat down next to Mickey. "Don't you gotta go to work or something?" Mickey said while scrunching up his lips towards Ian. "So you're mad that I won't fuck you because you don't have a job?" Ian said with a small chuckle. "No, I really don't care about all that shit. Go to work Gallagher I got shit to do." Mickey said while making a "go on" motion with his hand towards Ian. "Fuck you Mick." Ian said while walking away laughing. Mickey rolled his eyes and sat back on the couch continuing to watch tv. When Ian had came home Mickey was already half way sleep. Mickey never went to sleep early...well he just never went to sleep without Ian. " Jesus Christ Mickey." Ian whispered to himself as he saw Mickey sleeping facing the wall knowing he slept mostly on top of Ian or facing him. Ian slipped into the bed right next to Mickey, attempting to spoon him but Mickey only moved away closer to the cold wall he was facing. "Come on Mick. Are you seriously that fucking mad that I'm not fucking you?" Ian said while sitting up facing Mickey. "Go to sleep Ian." Mickey said in a sleepy tone of voice. Ian grabbed Mickey's wrist and got on top of him. "Fix your attitude. It's shitty. I've been dealing with it all day." Ian said while making eye contact with Mickey. "I don't have an attitude!" Mickey said while rolling his eyes looking away from Ian. Ian moved away from Mickey only to take his pants off. "I-Ian what are you doing?" Mickey said while looking up at the younger boy was grabbing lube from their nightstand. He coated his fingers in Lube and shoved 2 into Mickey. "Shit..Ian what are you doing?" Mickey moaned but tried to speak at the same time. "You don't wanna fix your attitude then I'll fix it for you." Ian said as he crooked his fingers to hit Mickey's prostate. He sped up his pace and thrusted his fingers hard when he reached it. "Fuck!" Mickey let out a soft moan. He wasn't being as loud as usual, straining his throat to not be loud just to piss Ian off. Ian noticed and went deeper and harder into Mickey. Mickey only bit his lip in response, whimpering trying to not scream. Ian took his fingers out and immediately coated his dick which was rock hard in lube. He bent Mickey's legs into his chest and shoved his dick inside of him in one thrust. Mickey let out a loud moan that was muffled by his hand which was covering his mouth as Ian roughly took over his body. "Let me hear you." Ian said as he pinned Mickey's hand above his head. "SHIT DADDY YES!" Mickey screamed as Ian sped up his pace and went deeper. "FUCK! Daddy..I'm sorry!" Mickey said as he tried to use his free hand to jerk himself off but Ian only slapped his hand away. "Fix your attitude baby." Ian said as he slowed down his pace but hit Mickey's prostate. "I-Ian.. I need to cum!" Mickey said as he squirmed around in Ian's grip as it became overstimulating. "Don't run, this what is you wanted. Take it like a slut for me. Okay Mickey?" Ian said as he went harder and faster. He knew Mickey wouldn't be able to respond because he was a moaning mess underneath him but Ian loved it. Mickey just nodded in agreement. He tried speak but nothing came out but loud moans and soft whimpers and whines. "P-please! Ian I'm s-sorry!" Mickey said as he tried to squirm around again. Ian flipped them over Mickey where Mickey would be on top so he couldn't move around too much. "Go on, ride Mick." Mickey planted his feet underneath Ian thighs to give himself balance before he started bouncing up and down on Ian's dick softly as he let soft and small moans escape his lips. "Come on baby, I know you can do better." Ian said as he grabbed Mickey's hips and bounced him up and down on his dick. Mickey rocked back and forth while Ian guided him. "Feels good right baby?" Ian said as he slightly thrusted upwards into Mickey, going deeper to please him. "Shit.. Fuck yes!" Mickey said while moaning in between words. He placed his hands on Ian's chest as he rocked back and forth giving himself a break from being overstimulated. "Don't stop,  keep going Mick. Ian said as he start bouncing Mickey up and down again while thrusting from underneath him. "IAN PLEASE!" Mickey screamed as he came on Ian's chest. Without a warning Ian pulled Mickey into him and slammed into him from underneath, hitting a better place than his prostate with every thrust. "DADDY YES!" Mickey screamed. Ian kept the same pace until he reached his climax. Mickey was a moaning, screaming mess. Mickey soon came again with Ian following behind this time. Mickey was softly whimpering as Ian pulled out coming down from both of their highs. "You happy now?" Ian said as he wrapped his around Mickey's waist who was laying on top of him. "Shut up." Mickey said as he laid his head in the crook of Ian's neck. "Did you learn a lesson though?" Ian said as he played with Mickey's hair. "Maybe.." Mickey mumbled. "Maybe? We can go again if you didn't learn yet." Ian said while lifting Mickey's head up. "No. No we don't have to." Mickey said almost immediately. "Ok so we're done with the attitudes right?" Ian said as he lifted his eyebrows at Mickey. "Fine." Mickey said as he sat up crossing his arms. "Alright." Ian said as he lifted Mickey up by his hips and pushed his dick back inside and immediately start wrecking his prostate once again. "S-shit daddy I-I'm sorry!" Mickey said as he immediately placed his hands on Ian's shoulders. "Lose the attitude, I'm not gonna tell you again." Ian said as he went deeper and slower. "I'm sorry.." was the only thing Mickey couldn't say between his moaning and whimpering. Ian flipped them over once again with Mickey's ass in the air and his face was practically buried in a pillow. Mickey used the pillow to keep himself up instead of muffling his moans. Ian slammed his dick into Mickey once again but gently slamming into Mickey so he could actually hear the pretty noises Mickey made. "Daddy I'm sorry! Fuck! Im so sorry daddy... Mickey moaned. He needed to cum already. Ian loved seeing his husband like this. "You wanna cum Mickey?" Ian said while speeding up his pace. Mickey nodded his head while letting his head fall into the pillow. "Answer me or we can go another round." Ian said as he picked Mickey's head up and went deeper. "YES! IAN PLEASE DON'T STOP!" Mickey screamed when Ian hit that spot that felt better than his prostate over and over again. He slowed down his pace but still hit that same spot while holding onto Mickey's waist. "FUCK YOU FEEL SO GOOD!" Mickey screamed as he came on the sheets. "You just don't learn." Ian said with a small chuckle before abusing that spot with all of his force. "SHIT! D-Daddy!" Mickey screamed as he tried to push Ian back but Ian just grabbed his hand and went deeper into him. "Take it, stop running." Ian said as he slowed down his pace. "I'll f-fix it! I promise I won't do it again!" Mickey said as he pushed himself forward to get a break. Ian grabbed Mickey's hips and pulled them back to make Mickey take it all. "Stop running. You know how to take it." Ian said as he sped up his pace as he felt his climax approaching once again. Mickey moaned and whimpered with tears in his eyes from pain and pleasure. Soon they both came, Mickey being first once again with Ian following. "Told you to lose the attitude the first time." Ian said as he laid next to Mickey. "Whatever Ian." Mickey responded quickly while flipping him off. "Still got an attitude?" Ian said while sitting up. "No, I didn't mean it." Mickey mumbled. "You know we can go again if you still ain't learn." Ian said while moving closer to Mickey. "Fuc- Mickey stopped himself from saying what he was going to say. "What was that?" Ian said. "Nothing.. I didn't mean it. I understand now I won't do it again! Damn!" Mickey said as he sat up to face Ian. "Awn you mad now? You can't blame me, I'm not the one with the attitude!" Ian said as he laid down. Mickey just laid in the crook of his neck with his hand resting on his chest. "Whatever bitch.." He whispered. "Ian slipped his hand under the covers and shoved 3 fingers into Mickey basically telling him to knock it off. "I-Ian stop! I said I won't do it again!" Mickey moaned. "You're lucky. Ian said as he pulled his fingers out.