Gallavich Fluff & Smut

Long May They Slam and Slap

Where The Story Originates:
http://archiveofourown.org/works/2423216?view_adult=true
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I Didn't Write This it was Actually Written By:
http://archiveofourown.org/users/BekkaChaos/pseuds/BekkaChaos
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Summary:
based on a prompt: Ian and Mickey having sex and Mick is all into it, scratching Ian's back, moaning, the whole 9, when his phone rings and it's someone important and he has to answer but Ian doesn't stop fucking him. So Mickey tryna keep it together on the phone while getting his brains banged out
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y'all know I have no immunity to a smut prompt

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It was mid afternoon, on a normal day of the week, only Ian had found himself with an empty house and the perfect excuse to get loud and dirty with his boyfriend.

Mickey was supposed to be down at the rub-n-tug but had managed to get away because it was obvious that hot sex with Ian won out over sitting at the bar watching creepy old dudes coming in and out of the tug shop.

When he had walked in the door Ian was already dragging him up the stairs and to Lip's former bedroom. He didn't even bother to close the door before he was biting his lip and tearing at Mickey's clothes.

In barely any time at all he had Mickey splayed out naked under him, his hands tangled in his hair as Ian sucked red raw marks into his neck.

"What the fuck's got you so hot huh?" he said with a moan as Ian's lips trailed down his chest and his tongue flicked over his nipple.

"House is empty," he said, "means we can be as loud as we like, and since when am I not down to fuck you?"

His mouth came down to collide with Mickey's and he licked at his lips and Mickey bucked his hips a little under him.

Ian only pulled his mouth away to reach for the bottle of lube by the bed and poured some out onto his fingers.

Mickey looked at him with a grin, "Well you gonna get to it or what?"

Ian smirked at him, reaching down to circle one slick finger against his hole, only sliding in to the first knuckle. Mickey pushed his hips back and as much as Ian wanted to tease him, he wanted to hear him moaning with pleasure more.

He pushed in quickly, giving a few hard pumps and Mickey breathed out sharply, but it wasn't enough.

"Come on Mick, you can be louder than that, you don't have to keep your mouth shut this time," he said smugly.

"Yeah well... give me something to make some fucking noise about," Mickey said and Ian just chuckled, pulling out and adding a second finger.

Mickey let out another sound as Ian scissored his fingers, stretching him open a little more before he was pushing three fingers into him and pumping his wrist hard.

Mickey groaned a little louder, "fuck... yeah, that's better..."

Ian curled the end of his fingers and Mickey yelped a little, the feel of his sweet spot being hit sending electricity through him and making his toes tingle.

"Come on, I'm good..." he breathed. "Get on me, fuck me..." he said.

Ian wasn't about to say no, grabbing the condom from beside them and tearing the packet open with his teeth. He threw his head back a little as he rolled it on, giving Mickey a decent show.

Mickey lifted his legs and spread them apart to let Ian position himself between them. Ian put his hands on Mickey's hips and lined himself up, staring down at his boyfriend hungrily.