Alone Together (Gallavich)

thirty-four

ian

Our lips were back together in an instant, my body pushing right into Mickey's against my bedroom door. It had felt like forever since I was able to really see us clearly. Even after that night when he showed up to my work, it felt like months since Mickey and I had truly been together. The second I saw him in front of my house, however, everything came flooding back. It wasn't a love of longing and missing him anymore. Mickey was back and everything seemed right.

Slowly, I slid my hands up from Mickey's shoulders to the back of his head, enjoying the recognition my mind felt as I pulled him closer to me. Mickey's hands found their way around my back and hips as they normally did. His mouth was clearly fighting for dominance as we made out but I was winning. It had been too long waiting on him to come around, his absence having all the control over me. Right now, however, I made sure the power was mine, that I'd be the one dictating where this went. And trust me, I had my sights set high.

After a minute or two of just pressing our mouths together forcefully, Mickey's lips parted, practically inviting my tongue to to roam free. I moved my hands to the side of his face to gain more control over our movements. Simultaneously, I teasingly slid my tongue over Mickey's, making his body fall into mine slightly and a small noise escape his mouth. I took a step back, pulling him with me as our arms were still wrapped around each other and our lips weren't stopping anytime soon. As we moved further back towards my bed, Mickey brought his hands around to the front of my body and began pulling off my coat, causing me to immediately return the gesture. Our eyes never opened and our mouths never parted. With one last movement, I turned Mickey so that his back was now moving into my bed as I pushed him down, guiding him with a hand on his back and another next to his shoulder on the bed to steady us. The addition of gravity against us, forcing our bodies even closer, I could feel myself getting impatient. I pushed my mouth harder into Mickey's, moving my tongue as I pleased. My legs were positioned around Mickey's as we laid down so that if I were to sit up, I'd be straddling him. But rather than doing that, I continued to let my body press into his, our hips moving up and down together, sending chills down my spine when Mickey's thigh would rub against my weak spots. His hands gripped onto my shirt for stability as he struggled to pull it up my body through all the movement going on elsewhere. I pulled my arm out from under Mickey and decided to remove my shirt myself, eager to eliminate another layer keeping us apart. When I pulled away to lift the shirt above my head, Mickey leaned up a little to take off his own shirt quickly. Before getting right back to it, I took a second to admire the man under me, the icy eyes and rough features he possessed that only added to the fire in my chest currently. His gaze roamed my face as well until I caught his eyes on my lips, to which I responded by leaning back down forcefully and picking up right where we stopped, my tongue grazing his teeth. Mickey's hands were on my hips instantly, pulling the lower half of our bodies closer as we continued to grind on each other.

We moved like that for a minute before Mickey broke my patience completely by biting down on my lip slightly as we kissed. I immediately brought my hand that wasn't holding my body up to his belt and quickly undid the buckle. Our chests rose and fell together while Mickey did the same to my belt. Rather than letting him pull my pants off, I slid my body down his slightly, making sure to kiss every part as I made my way to his chest. When my lips got to his shoulders, I made sure to suck on his skin, keeping him focused and aroused. My hands were at his waistline and my fingers tucked under the hem of his jeans while my mouth continued to find spots to give extra attention to along his torso. Small moans escaped Mickey's mouth as his hands dug into my hair. When I looked up at him, his eyes were glued shut and his head was tilted back slightly. The sight of him like that, in a state of passion and responsiveness to every move I made, fueled me to move further down his body now. My hands slowly pulled the denim from around his waist down passed his thighs, over his knees, and eventually to the floor at the end of the bed. I kissed along his waist, bringing my hands back up to where his boxers hugged his hips. As I slid those down too, my mouth followed a few places behind, marking up the spots being uncovered by the now missing fabric. Reminding me that he was still there, Mickey's grip on my hair tightened and a noise came from him that urged me on even more. Once his boxers were on the floor, I unwrapped my own belt from my waist and slid down my jeans, adding to the pile of clothes under us. My lips made their way down his pelvis as I now knelt on the floor at the end of my bed. I moved my hands to Mickey's thighs and slid him down the bed slightly to adjust our angle. Quickly, I stood back over the man laying down and placed my hand on the side of his face, informing him to open his eyes, which he did. Staring into his eyes for a second, I leaned down and kissed him one more time before making my way back down to his hips.

With my hands on his thighs, I moved my mouth over the tip of Mickey's hard-on, letting my tongue move around a little before focusing the movement on my lips. Mickey's hands were right back in my hair, small moans forming in his own mouth as I began bobbing my head up and down over him. I hummed quietly, letting the vibrations from my mouth drive the man crazy.

"Shit, Ian," he mumbled under his breath as his thighs tightened under my grip.

I moved faster at every sign of weakness coming from Mickey, which was surprisingly a lot. We'd been without each other's touch for too long to fight any urges.

I sped up more when I felt myself getting worked up, anxious to get to the next part. Mickey's grip tightened incredibly on my hair, signaling he was just about ready for what was next too.

"Fffuu-"

I made one last motion down around him before slowly moving my mouth up with his release.

"Shit, Gallagher," he breathed out under heavy panting.

Finally, I slid off my own boxers, using them to clean Mickey off before tossing them onto the floor. I moved back up onto the bed, hovering over a heavily breathing Mickey. I watched his chest rise and fall as I grabbed his hand that he had moved next to his head and interlaced our fingers. His eyes finally opened and met mine with a look that couldn't quite be described, but I felt and understood it anyway. I had been anticipating it for weeks since he left so when I saw it, it made sense. A small smile formed on my lips as I watched Mickey's eyes. Either it was contagious or his mind was creating his own justification for it, but Mickey began to smile too. I couldn't resist any longer so I pulled our interlocked hands off of the be and raised them to my mouth, placing a soft kiss on the back of Mickey's palm. I rested our hands on his still panting, yet less heavily, chest. While my other arm held my body up over Mickey's, his free hand moved to my back, the smile on his face forming into more of a smirk now.

"What?" I laughed, suspicious of the look he was giving me despite pretty much knowing what it meant and hoping it would happen.

"Just waiting for Fire Crotch to live up to the nickname," he answered cockily.

I gave him a sly grin back, letting him know I understood exactly what he was saying.

"Careful what you wish for, Big Guy."

Leaning off the bed, Mickey moved up to place a rough but meaningful kiss on my lips. When he pulled away, the smirk was still there.

"I ain't no bitch."

"We'll see about that," I scoffed back, earning a small nudge on my back before ultimately getting Mickey's lips back on mine and our bodies pressed back together.

He came back.

Duuuuuuuude 10k reads what the hell!!!!!! You're all the best and you deserve everything... including this smut that was incredibly hard (no pun intended) to write and think of. Whatever. I think it turned out ok so get over it if you think otherwise lol. You guys truly rock.
Think this book is gonna come to an end in the next few chapters. Not sure if i wanna just drag out fluff. Thats what the one shots are for lol. Thank you for being here for this long.
All my love, vic <33