MUKE Smut - MM

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Paring: Muke, dom!mikey
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Luke awoke around 12, with a full hard-on. Wet dreams were a bitch.
He tried for a few minutes to ignore it, but it wasn't moving. Luke whined; he needed Michael. Sadly, Michael was put cold from the week of touring on the bed next to his. He needed his sleep, but Luke needed a release.
Gently, Luke slipped a hand past his belly button and into his boxers. He rubbed his palm softly against himself, desperate for some release so he could go back go sleep. He didn't have anywhere near enough energy to get himself off.
The throbbing tip of his length made him squirm. He needed something, anything. Michael had definitely gotten more sleep than him. Maybe he could wake him up.
Luke slipped out of the bed and into Michaels, and wrapped his arms around him. He poked Michaels stomach, hoping he would get up.
"Hm- Lu? What you doing awake?"
Michael's gentle hand wrapped around Luke's back, one on his head pulling him closer.
"M-Mikey, I'm really horny, but I'm also really tired," he mumbled. "Help."
Michael nods into his shoulder, kissing the tender skin softly. He snakes down, and kisses Luke's tummy before using a hand to palm him.
"Baby, you're so hard," Michael breathes. He palms firmer against Luke. "So damn hard,"
Luke whimpers, lying flat on his back. Michael crawls up and over him.
"I understand you're very sleepy,"
Luke nods, as Michael continues feeling him up.
"I'm gonna do all the work for you tonight, baby. I'm gonna make you cum,"
Luke's trembling lips make Michael happy. He slides Luke's clothing off and kicks it out from under the sheets, and soon kicks off his own.
"My god, Luke, I wanna fuck you so bad," Michael groans. He decides to get right to the point so Luke can get some sleep. He rubs some saliva on his fingertips, and positions Luke's body how he wants it. After prepping him up, he wiggles himself in.
"M-Mikey," Luke murmurs, wrapping his legs around him. He sleepily latches into him.
"Lie back baby, I'm gonna do the work."
Michael leans on his elbows, sliding his forearms underneath Luke's arms to hold him close. He thrusts deeply, slowly, and passionately.
"Goddamn, Luke,"
Sleepily, Luke latches his fingers into Michaels hair to steady himself.
"Mikey, more please," Luke whimpers. Michael's pace quickens, and deepens at the same time.
"Fuck, Mike, harder,"
Michael gets himself closer and closer to the edge as Luke whimpers of pleasure. He groans as Luke digs his nails into his back.
"Mi, I need more, oh god," Luke moans. Michael kisses him deeply, sucking on his bottom lip.
"Come on, baby, how close are you?"
Luke can't respond, he clutches Michaels side firmly and bucks his hips to the speed.
"Luke, are you gonna cum for me?"
"Mhm,"
"Words."
"I'm almost there,"
Michael lifts the smaller boys legs up higher, making it easier for himself. He moans when Luke clenched around him.
"God, Luke, that feels so good,"
Luke's grip on Michael's arm soften with fatigue, and he whines softly. His legs shiver with pleasure as they wrap around Michaels back.
Michael crawls up to a higher position, deepening each thrust. He uses his free hand to hold Luke's side, and keep him down.
"Mikey, I'm gonna cum," Luke whines, squeezing his eyes shut. "Please more,"
The black haired boy slides a hand to Luke's length, stroking him strongly as he thrusts.
"Cum, Luke, I got you,"
At his words, Luke whimpers louder than before, releasing onto his stomach. At the sight, Michael groans and releases himself, before collapsing next to Luke.
"Mikey,"
"Shh, C'mere,"
The blonde puts his arms out, and is pulled closer to Michael. He nuzzled into him, sighing contently.
"Is that what you needed?"
"Mhm," Luke breathes, and closes his eyes.

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Please excuse this wowsowowow this sucks
I used to write alot more so I'm getting back into it :)
- saorise