featuring bratty, easy to give into, submissive Mickey and mean, rough dominant Ian.
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Mickey woke up, he missed Ian. He heard Ian walk into the room, Mickey had been awake for maybe an hour.. maybe two? He forgot. But before he could do anything, Ian pinned him down against the bed. Mickey gasped, and he started to squirm.
"Ian, what the fuck is wrong with you-" Mickey said in a groggy tone, but before he could say anything else, Ian shoved two fingers in Mickeys mouth to shut him up. "Shut up, I didn't say you can speak." Ian said roughly, showing no mercy. Mickey squirmed and tried to get out of Ian's grasp, but Ian held him tight, pinning him down and making sure he doesn't go anywhere.
Mickey loved how strong Ian was. He loved how Ian can manhandle him.
But Mickey was feeling bratty.
While Ian had the fingers in Mickey's mouth, he bit them, hard. Enough to get Ian to take them out.
Ian slapped him hard and put a hand over his throat, slightly choking him but not enough to hurt his beautiful husband.
"Apologize." Ian growled lowly. "I'm sorry, Ian." Mickey mumbled, with a smirk.
That little tease.
Mickey wants to tease Ian? Ian can do that too.
"Not good enough. You know what to call me."
"I'm sorry.. sir."
"Good boy." Ian released his throat. Still pinning him down, he put Mickey's hands over his head, making sure Mickey didn't move.
"Now, what am I gonna do with you, huh?" Ian said lowly. "Anything you want.. I'm yours." Mickey said while squirming and trying to get some friction for his painfully hard cock. He wanted Ian to show him that Mickeys his and ONLY Ian's. His property.
Ian sucked hickeys on Mickey's neck, teasing him completely, testing his limits. Whenever Mickey squirmed too much, Ian would tighten the grip on Mickey's wrists.
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"Ian.. please.. please.. please!!"
"What exactly are you begging for, sweetheart?" Ian leaned in.
"Don't call me that." Mickey growled, still trying to be fucking bratty.
"And you don't fucking talk to me like that." Ian replied, slapping Mickey and gripping his chin, forcing Mickey to look at him. Ian wasn't gonna let Mickey be a fucking brat anymore. "Disrespectful." Ian growled. "You need to learn your place." Mickey moaned loudly, he loved when Ian got rough with him. He loved it so much, adored it. Sometimes he wants Ian to be gentle, but right now he wants Ian to show him that he belongs to Ian. And only Ian. Nobody else.
