***Smut Warning***
"You know what Mike!" He yelled. "I'm fucking done with you. I'm leaving." Anger flashed in his usually calm and adoring eyes. "Tony no!" I cried as he grabbed his suitcase and threw it into his car before driving out of my life for good. I tried to chase him but he sped up until I lost him. My knees stung as I fell to the ground but that tiny prick if pain was nothing compared to how my heart felt. It felt like it was boing torn out of my chest and stomped on. It was then that I vowed to never drink again. I knew that tony would never want me back but I still never touched a drop. I basically dragged myself back into our, well, my house.
I went about my life. There was never one day where I didn't think about Tony.
Then, three months after he broke up with me I was walking home from work when I saw a familiar face. He had changed. A few more tattoos, a little bit of facial hair that made him look sexy as hell, and to my dismay he had cut off his long soft hair. He was sitting outside a cafe, looking at his phone. I watched him push up his glasses cutely as he fell down his nose as he ate. Suddenly he looked up and his eyes landed on me. His jaw dropped as did mine. He dropped the sandwich he was just about to take a bite of and stood up, walking quickly towards me. "Tony." I said softly.
"Mike." He replied, and slapped me.
I took a step back in shock but then he wrapped his arms around my neck and kissed me. I put my hands on his hips as my tongue explored his mouth. "It's you." He said breathlessly, resting his forehead on mine. "Yeah." I said, equally breathless. "I missed you. I can't live without you. And honestly I'm sorry for what I did." I said sadly as we walked the short steps back to Tony's table. "I feel the same way. Can we try again? I don't want 5 years to go to waste." He asked. I leaned over the table and connected our lips in a short peck. "I'd love to try again." I replied.
"C'mon lets go home." I said, slipping my hand into his. "I'm still so fucking sorry about what I did." I mumbled.
"Mike. It's the past. I forgive you, just don't do it again." He said, kissing my cheek. "Don't worry, I've stopped drinking, I'm never going to hurt you again." I said, brushing my lips over the faded yellow bruise still resided on his cheek. "It's still there." I said softly.
"It's almost gone." Tony said, forgiveness in his soft brown eyes. I sighed and wrapped my arm around his waist. We were almost home and I couldn't wait to get there.
As we walked up the steps to the house I kissed the back of Tony's neck. He shivered and smiled shyly at me. I unlocked the door and as soon as we walked in my lips where on his and his hands in my hair. I lifted him up so he could wrap his legs around my waist and I carried him to our bedroom. He groaned quietly as I pinned him against the wall, exploring his mouth. Eventually we made our way to the bed and tore off each other's shirts. "Got some new ink." I admired his torso.
"Yeah." He said, pulling my back down as my hands fumbled with his pants. Soon we were naked and moaning. "Foreplay?" I groaned into his ear. He shook his head and I put on some lube. Then I lined myself up at his entrance, laced out fingers, and pushed into him. "Fuck you're tight." I groaned, gripping his hands. He moaned in response. I began thrusting into him, his nails dug into my shoulders and his back arched. I must have hit his prostate. Profanities flew from my mouth at the sight. I began kissing his neck, pounding relentlessly into his sensitive body. Our chests slid against one another's slicked with sweat as Tony moaned my name over and over. "C-close!" He stuttered through a moan. I was near my brink as well. I wrapped my hand around Tony, flicking my wrist and jacking him off. Tony moaned, throwing his head back, eyes closed, mouth open in a silent scream as he came. That was enough to tip me over the edge. I pressed my face into his neck and groaned as I released deep inside of him. Rolling off of him I tried to regain my breath. "Fuck that was amazing." I panted. "So I'll grab my stuff from my cousin's place tomorrow." Tony said, equally out of breath. I handed him a towel that was on the bed and kissed him lovingly. "I missed you." I whispered. "I missed you too." He replied, gazing into my eyes.
// I worked hard on this okay.
