Mickey loses his virginity to Ian, and might lose some more first...
TW: BLOOD
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Mickey locked eyes on Ian and stared at him. Ian slowly peeked one eye and turned his face. They stared at each other, then as quick as the flash, Mickey began taking his shirt off. Ian came out from under him and started taking off his layers of clothes. Mickey didn't know what got into him, he's never done this. He pulled his pants down and laid on his back. Ian removed his boxers and shifted between Mickeys legs. Ian tapped his hip, signaling for him to remove his boxers but Mickey just laid there staring at him. "You alright?" Ian asked as he settled between his legs. Mickey avoided his eyes and looked away. "We don't have to do this." Ian added and Mickey looked at him, shaking his head a little to quickly. "No I do." Mickey said and Ian stared at him. "It's just you know." Mickey said turning his head. "What do I know Mickey?"Ian asked with a smile. "I'm a...you know." He said shyly and Ian nodded. "You're a virgin?" He asked and Mickey avoided his eyes. Ian removed himself and got up. "Where you going?" Mickey asked while lifting himself up on his elbows. "Just hold on real quick." He said and walked to the bathroom. He came back with a black towel. Mickey raised his eyebrows and looked at him. "Just for comfort and just in case things get messy." He said and tapped Mickeys thighs. Mickey lifted them and Ian laid the towel underneath him. "Messy?" Mickey asked and Ian nodded. He got back between Mickeys legs and stared at him. "Better?" He asked and Mickey nodded. "Somewhat." He answered. "Good, now take off your boxers." He said and snapped the band. Mickey winced and looked at him. "Okay." Ian said and removed his first. He pulled them off and tossed them on the floor. "Jesus." Mickey whispered as he stared at Ian's huge cock. "That needs to go in me?" He asked and looked at Ian who smiled. "It doesn't have to if you're not ready." He said and Mickey shook his head. "No, if I'm doing this, I'm doing it with you." He said and then moved to his boxers. Ian smiled at what Mickey said and helped him. "I have to prep you first." Ian said and Mickey frowned. "Prep?" He asked and Ian nodded. "With what?" Mickey asked and Ian smiled while shaking his head. He lifted up his hands and wiggled his fingers. Mickey scoffed and threw himself back on the bed. "Get on with it ginger." He said and stared at his ceiling. Ian smiled and reached for his pants. He pulled out a packet of lube and a condom. "You just have those on handy?" Mickey asked and Ian laughed. "You can say that." He smirked and Mickey rolled his eyes. Ian poured some lube on his fingers and touched Mickey. Mickey looked up and Ian nodded. Mickey watched as Ian slid his long fingers into him. "Oh fuck." Mickey moaned and Ian smiled. Ian entered one the two. He had one hand on his stomach and the other in him. "Fucking shitttt." Mickey moaned and grabbed Ian's hand that was on his stomach. He held his hand as he gripped the side of the bed. "Good Mickey." Ian said and rubbed his stomach. "Gallagher fucking do something or I'm gonna cum with just your fingers." He said and Ian smirked curling his finger. Mickey rolled his eyes back and groaned. A tiny whimper escaped from him when Ian removed his fingers. "Alright." Ian said and shifted between his legs. He grabbed the condom and rolled it onto himself and groaned. He grabbed his cock and slowly entered Mickey. "Oh my.." Mickey groaned and Ian helped him get comfortable. "This good?" He asked and Mickey nodded. "Move, please." Mickey moaned an Ian nodded.
Ian slowly thrusted into Mickey. Mickey gasped at the first thrust, it burned slightly but felt good. He'd never experienced anything like that before. He shifted his body up and Ian groaned. He smiled and stayed between Mickeys neck and shoulder. Mickey moved his arms and held Ian's waist. He felt something, it was absolutely amazing. He gasped loudly and looked at Ian. Ian caressed his cheek but Mickey moved from the touch. "Do That again." He said and instead and Ian nodded. The same spot, the same pressure, the same amazing feeling. Mickey was painfully hard, the only friction he was able to get was from Ian's stomach. "Touch yourself." Ian whispered into Mickeys ear and Mickey let out an embarrassing moan. He but his lip and reached between their sweaty bodies. He slowly stroked himself and stared at Ian. "God Mickey, you feel so good." Ian moaned out and that made Mickey smile. Ian swatted his hand away and held Mickeys cock. "Cum Mickey." He said and Mickey moaned. "Cum for me, you can do it." Ian said and that's what all Mickey needed. He moaned and groaned into Ian's hand. He closed his eyes and held his breath. He shot up in Ian's hand almost reaching his stomach. A few thrust later and Ian filled into the condom. Mickey exhaled loudly and smiled. Ian groaned and smiled as well. He collapsed on Mickey and stared at him. Mickey ruffled his hair and wiped the beads of sweat off of him. "Can I kiss you?" Ian asked and Mickey stared at him. Mickey slowly nodded and Ian nodded back.
Mickey was experiencing a lot of first today. First time and now this. He really didn't know what to do so he closed his eyes and waited for Ian. He felt Ian's breathing shake and his his hot mouth on him. Their noses brushed against each other and Ian smiled. Finally their lips connected and Mickey closed his eyes tighter. Yeah, he could get use to that. Ian kissed him once then twice, Mickey smiled into the kiss and Ian moved back. Ian groaned as he pulled out and looked down. He stayed still and looked down. "What?" Mickey asked and Ian looked at him then down. Mickey looked down and could just feel it. "Shit." He said and squirmed. He pushed his legs together and crossed them. "Hey." Ian said and placed a hand on his thigh. "Don't touch me." Mickey said a little sad. He held his legs together and Ian gave him a small smile. "Hey." He said again and Mickey stared at him. "It's alright, it happens." He said and squeezed Mickeys thigh. Ian pulled the condom off and tossed it in the trash. He put his boxers on and went into the bathroom. Mickey sat up, he could feel it. He groaned and closed his eyes. The mixture of wetness and blood coming out of him. He groaned when he moved, he was already feeling sore. He wiped the tear from his cheek when Ian came back. Ian smiled and had something in his hand.
"What's that?" Mickey asked and Ian smiled. "Just lay back, lift your legs a bit." He said and Mickey stared at him. Ian sat on the bed and kissed him, softly. "Just let take care of you, alright?" He said and Mickey nodded. Mickey laid back. Ian had a washcloth in his hand. Mickey thought it would be cold and it was already cold outside. To his surprise it was nice and warm. Ian wiped his thighs, his legs, and then his area. Mickey shifted uncomfortably until Ian held his leg. Mickey relaxed into his touch and Ian rubbed his leg. "Alright, all done." He said and Mickey nodded. He tapped Mickey and Mickey raised his hips. Ian grabbed the towel under him and the washcloth. He tossed them in the laundry. He handed Mickey his boxers and grabbed his own pants. "Thanks." Mickey said and pulled his boxers on. "No problem." Ian said and grabbed his shirt. Mickey sat criss cross on the bed. "You're leaving?" Mickey asked and Ian smiled. "You want me to stay?" He asked and pulled his shirt over. "Would it be a crime if I wanted you too." He said and Ian smiled. "No, not at all." Ian said back. Ian walked over and leaned down and kissed him. Mickey smiled at him. "I'll come by later or tonight, we can hang." Ian said and Mickey nodded. Ian smiled and ruffled his hair. "Bye." Ian said and grabbed his jacket. "Bye." Mickey said and Ian closed the door. Mickey sighed and threw himself back on his bed. He could feel the soreness, he smiled to himself. That damn Gallagher was going to be the death of him and they were barley getting started.
