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georgiapeach30513 · 7 months
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Kinktober 2023, Day 1
The Girls Come Easy
Summary: You had built an audience as an influencer, and everybody was ready for you to document going to see your favorite band, but what was documented was not what you had expected. When the boys invited you backstage, and took your phone you was not prepared for them to broadcast the debauchery and chaos with them. One too many drinks and hits off whatever they gave you, and you became their toy for the night. A night you and all your followers would not soon forget…
Pairings: Lloyd Hansen X Reader X Clark Kent X Mickey Henry
Rating: explicit
Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, PIV sex, oral sex, anal, double vaginal penetration, double penetration, threats of triple penetration, pinching, sucking, fingering, recording without knowledge, multiple orgasms, creampie, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 2.7K
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Taking out your phone, you look through the excited messages from your followers for this moment. A moment you have waited to happen for years. Not just going to see your favorite band with the dumbest name; The Twisted Turnips, but you had been invited to meet them. They had asked for you! But you couldn’t bring anyone with you, and you of course had said that was just fine. Anything to meet them.
The concert was amazing, but your adrenaline rush was still hanging in strong. You were going to pass out after this. Your body could only handle so much, and it was reaching its peak.
All three of them were disgustingly attractive; Mickey with his eyeliner, and penchant to never wear clothes. Lloyd with his perfect coiffed hair and a devious smirk. That man could ruin your life, and you would crawl on your knees for more. And then the brooding and dangerously handsome Clark. He was the quiet one of the group, but you just knew there was something underneath that coy exterior.
They had somehow found out you were going to be at their concert, and requested for you to come backstage. You? Each moment in this holding room feels like forever. Isolating you after a big concert is making your anxiety crash through the ceiling.
You settle back, picking at your nails with anticipation. Running through every different scenario you could think of for how this was going to go. But when that door creaks open, and you get the first flash of the bluest eyes, you stand up at attention. Lloyd’s devil may care attitude is more apparent in person. Mickey’s grin is damn near sadistic, and Clark is licking his lips like he had found his next meal.
“So what’s a pretty girl like you listening to trash like us for?” Lloyd’s voice was as smooth as butter. Laced with whatever booze or drugs he had consumed before coming to see you. He stalks around your body, letting his fingers run over your exposed skin, and it sends a sharp chill up your spine.
Alarms going off in your head, because the way they were staring at you like they were ready to devour you. And you like it. “Where’s your phone, sweetheart?” Mickey holds out his hand, and you give him an odd look. “We know you like documenting everything, but you shouldn’t document this. It’s private.”
“Oh. Okay, that seems fair,” when you hand him your phone, and Clark moves to stand in front of you quickly. His wide stature blocking you from seeing anything behind him. “So…why…why did…it’s hot in here,” you take a deep breath. It wasn’t hot it is stifling.
“I think it’s just you,” Lloyd whispers as his mouth closes in on your neck. He pushes his crotch into your backside, and you whimper, feeling the growing bulge. “What’s wrong? You can do your research on us, but we can’t on you?”
“Wh-wh-what?” Your words hiccup out while Mickey makes his return to your side. “What’re you…oh god,” you moan. Someone or some people had their hands cupping your covered pussy.
“God’s no longer here. We’re your gods. And we’re going to make sure you have the night to remember. Isn’t that what your filthy little mind thought up?” All three of them stop their ministrations. Crowding you, and making it impossible to move away from them. Eyeing you up, and needing you to confess.
“Clark?” Mickey whispers on your neck, and Clark pulls up his phone, clearing his throat.
“I lose all self control as Lloyd fucks deep into my cunt, while Clark owns my ass. Pounding me into next year, and Mickey fucks into my throat so hard, I know I died and gone to hell. There was no place for this amount of sin in heaven,” Clark speaks softly. Moving closer to you before his mouth hovers right over yours.
“Where…where did you get that?” Standing behind you, Lloyd pops open your pants. Sliding a hand down your front, letting his fingers slide through your slick. Palming over your clit when he enters two fingers. It is happening so fast, and you can’t catch your breath, but fuck this felt better than you could have ever imagined.
“One of your little followers informed someone, who knows someone, and it doesn’t matter. You wanted us to fuck you, and you proudly state it to the world that you are nothing but wet holes for us, we thought we’d be generous, and make you nothing but our filthy slutty soaking wet holes. A sweet whore for our enjoyment. Isn’t that what you wanted?” You whimper as Lloyd starts stretching you out with three fingers.
Your body starts to grind down on him as the other two touch and kiss over your body. Hands start ripping off articles of clothing, because who needs to take them off like a normal person? Letting your tits free and both Clark and Mickey attach their mouths to them.
Your eyes roll in the back of your head as you sink down into an unexplainable high. “There you go, honey. Three mouths, three dicks, and six hands that are going to destroy you. Give you some inspiration for your next smutty fantasy. See if you can describe the sounds we make, okay?”
The two men sucking on your tits pull off with a loud pop. Your nipples pebbled and swollen ache to have them back on your body, but they are just getting started. Lloyd looks over to some stand in the corner, giving it a wink, and brings your body in front of theirs.
Clark grabs your jaw, turning you to meet his mouth with a deep kiss. His tongue sliding past your lips, while Lloyd slaps at your tits. Grabbing them in both his meaty hands, he gives them a jiggle before holding tight to your waist.
Mickey lifts up your legs, and spreads you out wide, “Look at what a tight little pussy this is. Are you ready for us to make your dreams come true?” Mumbling out a yes over Clark’s tongue, Mickey walks in between your thighs. Letting Lloyd hold you up, and without warning his thick dick crashes into your warmth, and you pull away from Clark watching him stab into you. Relentless and hard, making you see stars.
Your eyes roll into the back of your head, but Lloyd grabs hold of your nipples, pinching the nubs hard, “Oh, we’re just getting started. You’ll wanna stay away for the grand finale. What are you?”
Distracted. You are distracted and in a trance at Mickey cramming himself into you. Lost in watching your body stretch to accommodate him, every inch of him disappearing in the depths of your pussy.
“What are you?” Lloyd shouts, and Clark smacks you across the face. “What are you?”
“I’m…” what are you? You didn’t know what answer he was looking for. It is hard to concentrate on how freeing this felt.
“Are you our whore?” Clark circles his hand around your throat, and your mouth falls open. So much pleasure. Too much some might say, but if you die from cock, you’ll take it. Lloyd spits down into your open mouth, and you swallow it like it was the best thing you had ever tasted.
“Yeah, she’s our whore. Look at how well she’s taking Mickey’s cock. She didn’t even need to get used to the stretch, she just took it so well. But let’s hear that whore mouth say it. Tell me. What are you?” He asks again, and you whine as pleasure starts building in your tummy. Mickey is hitting all the right spots, and you can hardly focus, much less think.
“What the fuck are you?” Lloyd gives your nipples another hard squeeze, and Clark’s hold on your neck gets tighter right as Mickey races to the finish line. Letting your walls clench down tight around him.
“I’m your whore! I’m your fucking whore! Oh my fuuuuckk!” Mickey pulls out of you and holds your legs spread open. Slapping at your clit over and over again. You squirm. You try to bring your legs together as the gateway to hell gets ever closer.
Strings of your arousal pull off him, but he keeps slapping until your pleasure is squirting out on his face, and Lloyd places you on the floor. Face down, ass up when he squats behind you, gripping your hips so tight, you know you’re going to bruise. He starts railing into you. “You didn’t tell me how good this pussy felt? You like being used?”
“Uh huh,” your voice is already sounding a bit hoarse, but you didn’t want him to stop. You still needed to feel Clark. You need his girth in your body. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” the only word you could get out, and you didn’t want to know anything more. This was the perfect definition of what you wanted, and how you wanted it.
It had become tiring to be this perfect influencer, so to have three men use you, telling you what you need, is setting your world on fire, and it was the best feeling. “Yes! Yes!”
“You’re enjoying this, huh? Look at this sloppy little cunt. Got you creaming all over my cock. You going to let us each come in this pussy? Watch as we leak out of that abused hole? Or do you want each hole filled with cum? Be our little cumdump.”
“Yes. Yes! Yes, I do! Fuck me! Fuck your whore. Fucking…ahh!” Your fingers dig into the floor, trying to find something to ground yourself as more pleasure builds up. “Lloyd, I’m going to…” it happens all so fast and your legs start to tremble from pleasure. “I’m coming. Fuck, yes. Fuck!”
He picks you up by your waist, and starts lowering you over Clark. Having your back up against his chest on the coach, and Clark’s meaty hands hold onto you. Guiding you lower over his thick engorged cock, and you cry. Tears brim your waterline, but you persevere not stopping until your cunt swallows him whole, and Lloyd and Mickey point chuckling at how you are struggling to take him.
“Next place it’s going is your ass,” you whimper, and he starts bouncing you over him. Squatting over him, and hands on your chest when Mickey brings a phone right up to your cunt being stuffed full of Clark Kent. “Are you smiling for the camera?”
Answering only by the most pleasure filled mewls. He slams you harder over him, and you scream out nonsensical words. Unable to think of anything. “Mickey, let Lloyd hold the camera and let’s see if this pussy can take more.”
“You’re getting a lot of hearts, sweetheart,” Lloyd mumbles as he takes the phone from Mickey. Placing it right at your entrance as his band mate tries to stuff you more.
“No. No, it won’t fit. Ahh!”
“Shh,” Mickey coos down at you. “You wrote it. Let’s try.”
“Please, please!” You look at where the three of you are trying to connect and scream. You doubted your body's ability to take all that. Did they have to have such large cocks?
“Shh,” Clark is the one in your ear. Stilling his motions as he kisses softly over your neck. “We’ll make it fit. Go on, Mickey. She’s the little whore that wanted us in all kinds of ways. Fulfill her fantasies.”
Mickey gives a hard push, and tears spring to your eyes as he fills your cunt with another cock. It hurt so good. The fullness in your heated cunt with both of them in there was soothing. It felt right. “I’m about to bust a nut,” Mickey exhales. “My…fuckfuckfuck. It’s so tight. It’s fucking tight. Fuck. Fuck. Lloyd, you won’t fit in there this time.”
“What?” You sob, looking in between the two of them, trying to find Lloyd who was being the camera man.
“We’re going to make you watch this video later,” Lloyd threatens, keeping the camera right on your throbbing pussy.
“No! That was fiction!”
“You admitted you did the research. You watched some disgusting porn about a girl getting her pussy stuffed with three cocks. You said it would be bliss to have the band as one with you,” Lloyd’s mouth turns up into an evil smirk as he moves the camera to your face.
“Her’s a little scared pussy cat. Come on, Sugar Tits, you said you were our whore. All your fans would love to know that you can take every cock.”
“I have three holes! Fuck me, raw, just not all in my pussy.”
“Tonight,” Lloyd adds in.
“Yeah, tonight. Ahh!” You hiss through your teeth as Mickey pulls out of you. Clark lifts you up, and moves his giant dick to your ass, and you bite down as a new sensation of pleasurable pain ripples through your body. Your ass had never been stretched out so wide. It happened so quickly, you couldn’t even think.
Mickey crawls onto the couch, straddling both you and Clark when he starts slapping you with his dick. “I got to stare at your ass?” Lloyd asks, positioning himself in between your thighs. “Fuck,” groaning as he pushes himself into your warmth, and Mickey does the same.
“Fucking whore!” Clark rumbles behind you. “Look at her taking every single one of us. All three of us, just like the goddamn whore she is. Hollow out those cheeks, Sugar Tits, we’re about to take advantage of your holes.”
You relax, letting the three of them command your body. Using you like their sex toy. Nothing has ever felt like this. You were ruined for life. It was the most glorious and freeing feeling being used for their pleasure. Grunts, growls, biting, slapping, and all on your body.
Deep into your body. Over and over again. Every part of your body ripples and recoils with their motions. “You’ve got two hands, too, Sugar Tits. Maybe next time the other two can join us, hmm? Such a fucking whore.”
“You look pretty with your makeup smearing down your face.”
“Kiss your Instagram, goodbye. I doubt after tonight you’ll have one,” they say words, but you can’t hear them. All you can do is feel. Every hard thrust into you takes you even further away from life. And closer to whatever hell they were living in.
Moaning out in pleasure until the four of you are just a sea of sin. Just when you think you can’t take anymore Mickey pinches your tits, Clark holds on to your neck, and Lloyd makes tight circles on your clit. Had it not been for Mickey jackhammering into your throat, they would hear what they were doing to you.
“Come!” Lloyd shouts, and cum from all three of them spurt deep into your channels, and you sigh as Mickey pulls out of your mouth, and stuffing his leaking cum back into your mouth.
Dumb on cock and pleasure. It is blissful. Your eyes start to close as Mickey brings someone’s phone back over to you. Holding it over your pussy as Lloyd pulls himself out. “You see what we did to her? Got her gaping, and leaking of cum. And look at this,” he brings the camera back to your face, and gives you a little slap.
You look at him with a dopey smile, and a whimper. “She’s good and dumb guys. Say bye to your favorite influencer. She’s our whore now. You heard it yourselves. I hope you enjoyed the show. Oh, you want to see her ass. Go on, big guy, they want to see your ‘seed’ leak out of her ass.”
“Mmm,” you whine as Clark pulls you off him. Showing your ass to the phone, but you're slowly falling asleep. It was amazing. You’re glad no one saw you.
“Yeah. It’s a pretty sight, seeing all those sloppy holes. Well. We’re signing off now. Goodnight,” Mickey ends the live feed on your instagram, ignoring all the calls, texts, and everything else that was popping up on your feed.
His finger moves around quickly as Lloyd and Clark tend to your exhausted body.
Deactivate.
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sergeantbarnessdoll · 4 months
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Morning Fun » Mickey Henry
Pairings: Boyfriend!Mickey Henry x Girlfriend!Reader
Summary: Mickey decides that he wants to have some morning fun before Y/N goes to work.
Warnings: Smut (18+), language, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, (f receiving), unprotected sex, daddy kink, praise kink, pet names (baby, pretty girl)
Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.
Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier
GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞
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You woke up to the feeling of Mickey kissing along your bare shoulders. You hummed at the feeling and turned over onto your back so you were facing him.
“You were incredible last night.” Mickey moves his lips to your collarbones. “The way you rode me drove me insane.” He says against your skin.
One of Mickey’s hands slid down your body, blindly finding your clit causing you to gasp and buck your hips when you felt his fingers.
“I especially loved it when you called me daddy.” He says, kissing along your chest and the swells of your breasts.
His fingers began to rub circles on your clit causing you to throw your head back against the pillow. His middle finger slid in between your wet folds, finding its way to your entrance.
“You’re so wet for me, baby. It’s like you want to have fun this morning.” Mickey says, sliding a finger inside of you.
Mickey isn’t wrong. You want nothing more than for him to fuck you right now.
“I want it! Please!” You moaned.
Mickey chuckled at your neediness and disappeared underneath the sheet. He placed kisses on your hip bones and on your inner thighs. He continued to move his finger in and out of you while he latched his lips on your clit.
“Still taste as sweet as you did last night.” Mickey moans against your clit, sending vibrations against your clit.
Your hands flew down to his head, grabbing onto his hair and tugged at it. His ring finger slid inside of you next to his middle finger, catching you off guard. He moved them faster. The tip of his tongue licked in between your folds causing you to arch your back off the bed.
“Mickey!” You moaned.
You yelped when you felt a smack on the side of your thigh.
“Say the right name.” He says.
“Daddy!” You whimpered.
“That’s more like it, baby.” He says.
Mickey’s tongue moved against your clit just the way you love it. You threw your head back against the pillows and arched your back off the bed.
“Oh my god! Yes daddy! Don’t stop!” You moaned loudly.
The movements of Mickey’s fingers and tongue got faster. You felt your orgasm building up to the point where you were right on the edge.
“I-I’m gonna— oh fuck!” You moaned, not being able to finish your sentence.
“Give it to me, baby.” Mickey says.
With a loud moan leaving your mouth, your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came hard. You laid there panting when Mickey came back above the sheet, his face wet with your juices. He leaned down, kissing your lips hungrily. You moaned when you tasted yourself on his lips.
“You taste amazing as always, baby.” He rasps against your lips.
Your hand blindly found his cock and wrapped your hand around it, moving your hand up and down causing Mickey to groan against your lips. You bit your bottom lip, looking up at him innocently. Mickey wrapped his hand around yours on his cock, helping you line himself up at your entrance. His tip slid past your tight entrance causing you to let out an audible gasp.
“Fuck!” Mickey moans. “Fucked you last night and you’re still tight like a fucking virgin.” He says.
He stretched your pussy as he slid more of his cock inside of you. Once his cock was fully inside of you, Mickey hovered over you, caging you in with his strong arms. He pulled almost all the way out, only leaving his tip inside of you and then thrusted back inside of you in one motion causing you to let out a scream of pleasure. You threw your head back, giving Mickey access to your neck. He leaned his head down, kissing along the column of your neck. His hands held on to your hips to keep a steady rhythm of his thrusts. Mickey watched as one of your hands slid down your body, stopping on your clit and started rubbing it in fast circles causing your cunt to clench around his cock making him moan.
“That feel good, pretty girl?” Mickey asks, referring to the way you’re rubbing your clit.
“Mhmm yes! So good, daddy!” You moaned, increasing your rubbing pace.
Mickey leaned his head down towards your chest, kissing along your breasts. His teeth grazing your skin, biting down hard enough to create a hickey. He moved his lips closer and closer to one of your nipples, taking it in his mouth and swirling his tongue around the small bud. You gasped when you felt his teeth lightly nipping on your nipple, sending a new sensation through your body. You arched your back, giving him more of your breasts. He moved his lips to the other one and repeated his actions as he did to the opposite side.
“Oh god! Fuck yes, daddy!” You moaned, your eyes fluttered shut.
“Nah uh.” He lightly taps the side of your head. “Keep those pretty eyes open and on me.” He tells you.
You opened your eyes and struggled to keep them open from all of the pleasure Mickey was giving you. The tip of his cock hit that one spot inside of you causing you to moan loudly.
“Fuck yes! Right there, daddy!” You moaned.
Your moans encouraged Mickey to thrust faster. His tip continued to hit that same spot causing your second orgasm to build up.
“Daddy, I’m—” A loud moan left your lips before you could finish your sentence.
“Cum for me, baby. Make a fucking mess on my cock.” Mickey says in your ear in almost a whisper.
The faster you rubbed your clit moved you towards the edge. Your orgasm came crashing down on you. A loud moan of his name leaves your lips as you soaked his cock. His thrusts became sloppy as his orgasm began to build up. You ran your hands across his abs as he flexed them. Mickey lowered his head against your shoulder.
“You feel fucking amazing.” He moans.
He came inside of you after a few more thrusts, your name leaving his lips. His thrusts came to a slow stop as he collapsed on top of you, trying his best to keep his weight on his arms so he didn’t crush you. You two looked into each other’s eyes while panting. Mickey placed his lips on yours, giving you a much needed morning kiss.
“That was fucking amazing.” Mickey says against your lips.
“Mhmm.” You hummed in response.
After a moment, Mickey pulled his cock out of your cunt making you whine at the empty feeling. He laid down next to you and you two stared up at the ceiling in silence.
“Round 2 in the shower?” Mickey suggests, turning his head to the side to look at you.
“You read my mind, daddy.” You say.
A squeal left your lips when Mickey picked you up and carried you to the bathroom. It’s safe to say that you and Mickey didn’t waste the morning away.
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marie-hoe · 10 months
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Bucky
Make Everything Better | >1k
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With a 6 Month old | HC
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Frank (Endings, Beginnings)
What You Mean to Me | >1k
Roommate | >3k
Sleepless Nights | <1k | Husband!Frank
Mickey Henry
American Beauty | >3k
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sweeterthanthis · 2 years
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“Does your Dad know you’ve got a crush on his best friend?”
Your eyes widen and you almost choke on your drink, looking him dead in the eye as you gulp down the rest of your cocktail. You need a moment to think. Is he joking? Teasing you like he has all week? No. The amused, almost hungry look in his eye tells you he’s not kidding around. Not this time. You set your empty glass down on the bar top next to you, straightening out your shoulders and sucking in a breath. Are you really going to get another chance to own up?
“If he did, do you think he’d let me sleep in your bed?” You retort carefully, cocking a brow at him and settling your palms against your knees to stop your hands from shaking. Mickey smiles at you, pushing his tongue against the inside of his cheek and narrowing his eyes in a sort of curiosity that makes you gulp.
“Lemme ask you something,” he starts, shuffling forward in his seat and leaning in closer to you. When he lifts his fingers to pinch softly at your chin, you can’t hide your surprise; eyes flitting back and forth between his own. “Do you think of me when you touch yourself? I heard you last night.”
Your breath catches, blinking obliviously at him while he searches your features for his answer. You’re distracted by the way his touch feels against your skin, his free hand moving to rest on your bare thigh. His rough, calloused fingertips send a rush of arousal to your core, and your lips part. 
“Yes." His pupils dilate and it has your guts churning in the most delicious way, his fingers moving further up your thigh and his thumb stroking at your jaw. "Am I gonna have to take care of myself tonight, too, or are you gonna lend a girl a hand?"
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Day 4- Drunk Sex with Mickey Henry
888 words
18 + only! NO MINOR INTERACT
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A/N: hey guys, i have to repost all of my 18 days of Kinktober for now. Because my account got suspended last night. Many of you might have read them already, and maybe many more of you might read it for the first time. I'm not someone who asks for reblogs, likes are find by me. But for this one time...i would be very grateful if you could reblog it. To help me go back in the game. I'm sad that i lost all my works. But so grateful i wrote them on Word... Or i would have lost literally months of prepration.
So yeah, Hi again, i'm back, hopping to get back my first account.
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TW: smut, PWP, drunk sex, p in v, oral (reader receiving),
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4 a.m, it’s fucking four in the morning, and you are still out, dancing with Mickey. The music is loud in your ears, you can’t hear a word of what he’s saying but you feel his hands and they tell you all you need to know.
With a nod from you, he takes you backstage, kissing you soppily, drunkenly. “Mickey…” you moan between kisses. He hums and passes his hands under your skirt, pushing you against the wall of his room. It’s his turn to moan, when he feels that you don’t wear panties and how wet you are. “Baby…you’re fucking killing me”, you chuckle and passes your hand under his tank top, scratching his chest, making him shudder under your touch.
It's fucking four in the morning, and you are backstage with you best friend with benefit and tomorrow you have a big interview for a job that you don’t really like…and right now you are too drunk to give a penny about it, to stay polite. Mickey drops on his knees and kisses your inner thighs, it’s full of tongue and saliva. “Ew, Mickkkk”, he chuckles. “You don’t wear panties.”, “well you dare me too, I won. Eat my pussy now” you declare drunkenly. “So bossy” growls Mickey before licking a fat line from your folds to your clit. You are thankful for the loud music that hide your moan, your hands grip his hair. It’s not the best head he gave you, but in your drunk state it’s the most amazing sensation. Mickey rocks back and forth, dizzy with the alcohol in his system and with the taste of you. He’s addicted, he wants you more than just for fun, he wants all of you. He pushes his tongue in your pussy and you moan loudly, rocking your hips and yourself on his face, he groans holding your ass to help you rock on him. He loves when you do that when you own him.
After a few minutes, his tongue is not enough, you tug on his hair to make him throw his head back and you sink on your knees to be at his height. “I need you to fuck me, please.”, you order him. Mickey moans, fuck he loves when you get all bossy and needy at the same time. “Your wish is my command, baby.” He carries you to the couch and sits on it with you on his laps, you make out with him, all tongue and teeth clashing, hands in the hair and exploring every part of the other body.
There’s a big knock on the door, you scream and hide in his neck. “MICKEY OUT!”. He takes you in his arms, almost dropping you when he opens the door. “WE ARE OUT” he yells over the music and takes you outside, before pushing you against the wall of the building. “Ew no, don’t fuck me beside the garbage, please…” he groans and brings you to his car. “Too drunk to drive you home”. “Let’s take an Uber” you say in a sultry voice, caressing his chest and kissing him sloppily. “Hey lovebirds, need a ride home”, calls your friend. You turn quickly. “Yes, please…I need to have sex now!”. Mickey is too slow to put his hand on your mouth. “I’m used to it, Mick, she always says she’s going to see you to have sex…”. “Babyyyy” groans Mickey, for an answer you stick your tongue out.
The ride to Mickey’s appartement is quiet. You both try not to jump on each other. But the moment, the car comes to a stop, Mickey drags you out and make you both fell on the ground. “MICKEY!”, you whine. He chuckles and hoists you on his shoulder, saying goodbye to your friend. “Now, time for you to get fuck, missy”, you bongo butt his ass and he laughs. There’s no gentleness when he throws you on his bed, no time for him for romance. He needs to get his dick out and to plunge into your pussy. All you can do…it’s to hold onto his shoulders and moan loudly. His pants hang on his legs, his shirt thorn and grips your hips like his life depends on it. He fucks you hard and sloppily, his pace changes every few thrusts and you groan. “Let me ride you, your rhythm is shit, seems like the guy and his playlist.” He laughs and rolls on his back letting you straddle him. “Do your magic, honey.”
You ride him as best as you can in your drunk taste. While you kiss it’s all tongue and teeth, but he’s so deep inside you that you don’t mind. When you cum, it’s brutal and you choke on your spit, Mickey is quick to sit up and taps your back, making you cum again with how deep he is inside you, you clench hard making him cum right after you. You both fall back on the bed, panting and giggling. “Mickeeeeey!”, “yes, Y/N?”. You kiss him and sigh happily. “I love you”, he replies “same, I love you.” You look at each other, realising slowly that…this I love you is something quite different but still happy to have say it. After a few blinks, you both fall asleep, half naked and spreads awkwardly on the bed.
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sebastiansluts · 2 years
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Kinktober - Day 17
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Mickey Henry x Reader; non!con, somnophilia, oral sex m receiving
ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON’T LIKE, DON’T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+
Mickey was up late one night, unable to sleep. You’d drifted off easily, falling into a deep sleep, while he tossed and turned, flopping over to face you. You slept with your mouth open slightly, Mickey focusing on your lips as he gently brought his fingers up to brush across them, grinning when you didn’t stir. He slid two fingers inside your mouth and your tongue moved, curling around them as your lips closed, sucking lightly in your sleep. 
Mickey groaned quietly, instantly hard. He pulled his fingers free, scrambling to push himself up to his knees by your head. He pressed the tip of his dick to your slack lips, sliding into your mouth slowly. 
You automatically began sucking again, your mouth full of his dick. Mickey jerked the rest of his cock, moaning softly as you sucked harder when he started leaking precum. He worked his fist faster, other hand squeezing his balls, his hips stuttering forwards, nearly choking you as he came, filling your mouth. 
You swallowed, sighing out through your nose before Mickey carefully pulled out. You smacked your lips together, inhaled deeply, stretching, then rolled over and sighed out again, snuggling into your pillow, still fast asleep.
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bxcketbarnes · 2 years
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Take Me
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Pairing: Roommate!Mickey Henry x Reader
Words: 2100+
So, I came up with this idea about a week ago and thought it would be perfect with Mickey. And I know the photo is of Noa and Steve but seeing it reminds me of this fic, so I'm going with it.
warnings; none really
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"Mickey? I'm back," you shout into the apartment and you close the door with your hip. Mickey's footsteps grow louder as he walks into the kitchen, his hands finding their place on your hips.
"Hi, cutie," he giggles into your ear. Your cheeks blush as you feel his fingers dip under your shirt.
You glance over your shoulder, your eyes meeting his blue ones. "Hi, handsome," you chuckle while sliding a case of his favorite beer towards him. "I got your favorite."
"Shit, love. You didn't have to do that," Mickey states after pulling away from you, grabbing the case from the table.
You shrug your shoulders and put the rest of the groceries away, placing the empty plastic bags under the sink. "Well, since I drank your last one the other day I might as well have," you grin while leaning against the counter.
Mickey smiles and shakes his head. He grabs two bottles, opening both of them before handing one to you. "I appreciate you," he chuckles before sipping the beer.
You take a drink from the bottle and hum lightly. You pat his chest while walking past him. "Some would say I'm the best roommate someone could have," you giggle and plop yourself down on the couch.
He walks over to the couch and sits down beside you. Your phone vibrates in your back pocket as Mickey turns on the TV. A sigh escapes your lips at the sight of a text from your ex-boyfriend.
"Jesus," you mumble mainly to yourself before rolling your eyes.
"Who's that?" Mickey asks, taking a quick glance at you.
You set your phone on the arm of the couch and look up at the brunette. "My stupid ex. I saw him the other day at the store and since then he's been texting me nonstop," you explain to him, causing the brunette to roll his eyes.
"Josh?" He asks you. He settles on the movie Pirates in the Caribbean before returning his gaze to you. "Or the recent one, uh, Nate?"
"Nate," you inform him with a chuckle. You shift on the couch and face Mickey. "God, I don't even want to think about Josh."
The two of you laugh together before taking another sip of your beer. He picks himself up from the couch and walks into the kitchen. "I never liked Josh. He was a fucking ass," he states while grabbing two more beers.
You hum in response and nod your head slightly. "Yeah, he really was," you mumble, feeling the tears brimming your waterline. You clear your throat as Mickey walks back into the living room, holding a bottle to you. "Thanks."
You take the beer from him and set it on the table in front of you. He notices the sadness in your eyes and places one of his hands on your thigh. "What did Nate want?" He asks you, snapping you from your daze.
"Just the same bullshit," you mention and scratch the back of your neck, glancing towards your phone. "He wants to meet. Talk about what he did wrong and hope to get back together, but I just… I don't want to. Clearly, he can't take no for an answer."
Mickey hums and squeezes your thigh reassuringly. "Do you need me to talk to him? Cause I will," he tells you with a stern look on his face.
A laugh bubbles from your lips and you shake your head. "No, that's not necessary. I need to figure out how to get him off my back," you shrug your shoulders, giving your roommate a small smile.
"Well, I have an idea," he mumbles while licking his lips. You raise an eyebrow at him and wait for him to continue his thought. "I think if you show him that you're with someone else… he'll back off."
"Oh?" You ask him, feeling your heart pounding against your chest. "And, uh, how am I supposed to do that?"
Mickey teasingly grins at you and points to himself. "Nate hates me. I'm the perfect man for the job," he smirks, causing your cheeks to heat up.
You gently bite your lip and straighten your back, thinking the idea over in your head. Mickey glides his hands up your thighs before tugging you towards him. Your breath hitches in your throat and you place your hands on his chest.
"You don't have to do it, Y/N. I just want to help you out," he mumbles loud enough for you to hear.
"I'll do it," you whisper.
The brunette in front of you grins and tightens his grip on you. "Are you sure?" He asks with a hopeful look in his eyes.
You nod your head and Mickey brings one of his hands to your face. His thumb strokes your cheek softly and you notice his eyes shift towards your lips. "What did you have in mind?" You ask him quietly, looking up at him through your lashes.
"Take your top off."
Your eyes widen at his request and a bit of air gets caught in your throat. You release a string of coughs, turning your head away from Mickey. He chuckles and moves a hand to the middle of your back before stroking it softly.
"I-Including my bra?" You question him as soon as you're done couching, standing up from the couch.
He watches you fumble with your fingers and stands up with you. "Okay, let me explain my vision," he says with a chuckle, gently grabbing your hands.
"O-Okay. I'm sorry. It's just-"
"You're fine, Y/N. I understand," Mickey smiles at you before kissing your knuckles.
You nod your head and remove your hands from his. Mickey watches you quietly as you bring your hands to the hem of your shirt. You take a deep breath before pulling the piece of fabric over your head, revealing the blue-lace bra covering your breasts.
"Fuck," he mutters under his breath, his eyes roaming down your torso. "You're fucking gorgeous."
The apples of your cheeks blush and divert your gaze to the floor. You clear your throat a bit and swiftly turn away from him. You bring your hands to your bra, going to unclip it when Mickey beats you to it.
Your breath hitches in your throat at the feeling of his fingertips brushing your skin. You hold the cups of your bra, ensuring it doesn't fall to the floor immediately.
"M-Mickey," you moan out a stutter as the brunette drags his lips across your back.
"Give me your phone," he mumbles against your skin. His hands find a place on your hips before pressing his groin against your ass.
You stumble towards the couch, keeping one of your hands pressed to your chest, and reach for your phone, handing it to Mickey instantly. You watch him as he opens the camera app, his blue eyes flitting up to meet yours.
"Where do you want me?" You ask in a whisper, fiddling with the lace on your bra.
Your roommate wets his lips and glances towards the couch. "Bend over the arm of the couch, gorgeous," he tells you while motioning his head towards the furniture.
A ragged breath escapes your lips, stopping you from moaning before turning away from him. You step over to the side of the couch, pressing your thighs against it. You push the straps of your bra off and bend over the navy blue furniture.
Mickey walks over to you and he drags his fingertips along your spine. Your eyes flutter shut and you turn your head to the side, resisting the urge to glance back at him.
"We won't need this," he mumbles before grabbing your bra, tugging it out from underneath you. "Are you doing okay?"
"Y-Yeah, Mick," you mutter with a chuckle, shifting your gaze back at him. Mickey leans forward and you can feel his groin press against your ass again.
His hand connects with your cheek for a quick second, stroking your skin gently before he stands back up. Mickey angles the camera so it looks like you're naked and spreads his fingers across the middle of your back.
"Fuck me," he mumbles to himself and takes a couple of pictures. He quickly sends a photo to your ex-boyfriend, captioning it with the sentence, "she's busy at the moment, but I think it's safe to say that she's moved on." 
Mickey sets your phone down on the top of the couch cushions before leaning forward again. A gasp leaves your lips when you feel Mickey press a light kiss to your lower back. Your fingers grip the edge of your couch as he pulls away from you. Your eyes flutter open and watch him grab a hold of your bra.
"Here," he says with flushed cheeks. You mumble a quiet thank you and do your best to cover yourself before lifting yourself off the couch.
"Can you clip it for me?" You ask Mickey while sliding the straps on.
He nods his head in response and takes a step behind you. His fingertips brush against the middle of your back as he secures your bra in place.
Your phone goes off, causing both of you to glance towards it. Your gaze shifts to Mickey for a quick second before grabbing the device from the couch. You see the notification from your ex-boyfriend and take a deep breath.
Are you fucking kidding me, Y/N? I bet it's Mickey, too. The two of you prolly been fuckin' since before we were dating 🙄 fuck you both
A laugh leaves your lips and you rub your forehead. "God, he never surprises me," you mention and show the text to your roommate.
Mickey scoffs and rolls his eyes. "Typical guy. Always assuming that you're fucking your roommate," he tsks while crossing his arms over his chest.
"Men are such trash," you say with a smile, shaking your head. He laughs and slaps your arm gently.
"Hey! I'm a man," he almost whines and sits down on the couch.
You playfully roll your eyes and you bite your lip. After a few moments of silence, you take a step towards the couch before straddling Mickey's lap.
His eyes glance up at you with a shocked look on his face. You give him a reassuring smile and rest your hands on his shoulders. He places his hands on your hips as you glide your fingers along his shoulder.
"Don't do something you'll regret," Mickey mentions and you rest your forehead against his.
"Would you regret it?" You whisper to him, your fingers fiddling with the hairs on the back of his neck.
Mickey shakes his head and tightens his grip on your hips. “No, never,” he whispers back to you and you watch his blue eyes flutter shut. You smile softly and bring one of your hands to his face before gently stroking his cheek.
You dip your head down and press your lips to his. Your heart pounds in your chest as Mickey instantly moves his lips against yours. His arms wrap around your waist and he pulls you closer to him. You pull away from him and run your fingers through his hair, smiling to yourself as he keeps his eyes closed.
“Maybe we should’ve been fucking,” you laugh to yourself while casting your eyes down to your lap, bringing your hands to the shirt he’s wearing. Mickey wets his lips as you fiddle with the hem of his shirt.
“You think so?” He asks with a raised brow, one of his hands sliding along your forearm.
You nod your head and Mickey suddenly lifts you off the couch. A squeal leaves your lips and you wrap your arms and legs around him, clinging to his body. “Hey!” You practically shriek, shoving his head into your breasts.
A sharp pain shoots through your chest and you pull back slightly, seeing a smirk on your roommate’s lips. “If you put your tits in my face, I’m gonna bite them,” he chuckles while carrying you towards his room.
“Fuck you, Mickey,” you giggle and shake your head, crouching a bit so you don’t hit your head off of the doorframe.
He throws you onto the bed and another shriek leaves your lips. You bounce on his mattress and place your hands on either side of you, holding yourself up. “That’s what I’m going to do, gorgeous,” he states with his signature smirk as he tugs his shirt over his head.
You tuck your bottom lip between your teeth as Mickey leans onto the bed and leans forward to wrap his hand around your ankle. He tugs you towards the edge of the mattress before hovering over you. “Then take me, handsome.”
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whenmondaycomes · 2 years
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Mickey had just finished working on his music for the day when Tati walked in. She had just finished cleaning the house, so the timing was impeccable. Mickey looked at her with a curious expression when she didn't say anything, instead looking at her phone. They were both silent for a few more seconds, when Tati set her phone down after picking some music. She started showing her boyfriend the choreographed dance she had been working on to teach to her class. Mickey let out a surprised laugh after seeing how amazing, and scandalous, her moves were. When she finished the routine, Mickey started clapping. She bowed for him, then asked "What did you think of the routine? Do you think it's too difficult for my students?" Mickey's advice was important to her, so she was ecstatic when he responded by saying "I think the dance is wonderful, baby." Mickey gave her a teasing grin before continuing "It was so great that I'm a little upset that you didn't show me any of your routines sooner. I seriously had no idea that you were that talented!" Tatiana smiled shyly. Mickey pulled her towards him, then started to kiss her hungrily. As the kisses got rougher, they both started undressing each other. When they were both completely undressed, Mickey picked Tatiana up, with her legs wrapped around his waist, and carried her to their bedroom. He gently lay her down on the bed before crawling up, and kissing all over, her body. He spent some time on her neck, marking his territory, before starting to move back down towards her pussy. Tatiana stopped him before he got out of reach, and made sure he was looking at her completely before saying "Not today M. I need you inside of me right now." Mickey nodded his head, and started to crawl back up, before replying "another time, then." "Definitely.", Tatiana breathed out. Mickey lined himself up, and slowly pushed into her. When she felt how big he was, her mouth hung open. Mickey grunted when he bottomed out completely. He waited for her to adjust, before he started thrusting. His pace was slow at first, before speedIng up after she started giving him dirty praises. "Oh, right there M!" "God, your so big baby!" "It feels so good!" She was moaning so loud, he thought the people on the street might be able to hear her. He kept grunting, before deciding to start talking dirty too. "So tight baby. I could live in this pussy all day.", He panted. "YES!", She screamed. Mickey was completely sure that she could definitely be heard this time. "Harder baby, please.", she sobbed out as Mickey's grunts grew louder in volume. He started going harder to please his lady. The bed was shaking violently, but that just turned them both on even more. When he felt her start to tighten around him, his pace got faster. "C'mon baby. You can do it", he whispered into her ear. He started rubbing her clit, before gritting out "Cum for me baby, c'mon." Tatiana felt her end drawing closer and closer before she moaned out "oh! I think I'm Cum- oh my god!" She threw her head back in pure ecstasy. Seeing her so blissed out caused Mickey to reach his high as well. He kept sloppily thrusting both of them through their climaxes, before collapsing onto Tati's chest. They layed there, trying to catch their breaths, before Mickey pulled out and walked into the bathroom for a washcloth. When he finished cleaning them both up, he threw the washcloth onto the shower floor to clean in the morning, before crawling into bed. Tatiana snuggled up to him, putting her head on his chest, while he wrapped his arms around her. He played with her hair until they both drifted off to sleep.
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loomiseater · 12 days
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I think I wanna start writing little drabbles/imagines so can u guys send prompts or whatever
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daliaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa · 9 months
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georgiapeach30513 · 2 years
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Kinktober 2022, Day 13:  Mutual Masturbation
Slut For Me
Summary:  Mickey knew the way to turn you on
Pairings:  Mickey Henry X Reader
Rating:  explicit
Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, teasing, masturbating, spitting, couch arm riding, facial, swallowing, mentions of stepcest, 18+ ONLY
Word Count:  1.3K
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Mickey takes a big gulp as you spread your legs. He tries not to pretend he's trying to see under your skirt, but he completely is. "What's wrong, Mickey? Are you afraid?"
"You're untouchable," his eyes turn to look back in front of him, just to check and see if the door was locked before he's back to looking at you. Your hand pulls at the hem of your skirt and he gets a peek of your innocent little panties. "Lloyd would kill me."
His pants already start to tent, and you know you had him. "No one said anything about touching me. What my brother doesn't know won't hurt him."
"Does he even know you're here?" Biting at your lip, you shake your head no, letting your fingers dip past the elastic of your panties. "You're trouble, Bug."
"Such a cute little name, and now I'm all grown up. Uhh," you let your head fall back as you release a lewd moan. Hoping that he hears just how juicy your pussy was. Grinning when he moans at your squelching noises.
"I can't see," he whispers. You stop your motions, and pull your fingers out. Running your slicked up digits over your chest, and Mickey stutters again. He was adorable. Thinking that your step brother would do anything to him. He might. But it was a risk you were willing to take. Or he might even have fun with Mickey, and that made you even hotter.
Lifting your ass off the couch, you shimmy out of those panties, and hold them on your finger, "I have a gift for you. You think Lloyd will know who they belong to?"
"What?"
Crawling down the couch, you slip them in his pocket, giving his cock a firm grip. "You keep them. Let's see how many of the members notice my sweet pussy is available to see so easily. Hopefully I won't bend over and give Jax a show. You think Frank would like to see my tight little pussy? Why don't you show me yours?"
Getting back how you were, spreading your legs, you spread your lips apart, letting Mickey know just how tight your hole was. "Mickey," your bottom lip puckers out, "I wanna see you."
"You're so wet, Bug."
"I've been thinking about you all day. I had to even go into the bathroom, and fuck my fingers, wishing they were yours. Just like this," you slip two fingers inside you, and slowly pump them in and out. "Been thinking about you since you went streaking last meeting. I've envisioned that cock stretching me out, so good. Won't you please show me how big you are when you're hard?"
He looks back at the door, starting to palm himself over his jeans, "Please, Mickey. Do it for me. Do it for your Bug."
"Dammit. You're gonna get me in trouble."
"Uh...Mickey, I just wanna see. I want just the sight of you to make me cum. Please, baby. Ahh...p-p-please," laying your sounds on thick, wishing that it was Mickey's cock instead of your fingers stretching you out. Your jaw slack as you look at him. Your eyes half lidded, and when you softly moan, letting yourself go, you pull your fingers out, to lick off your honey. "I wanna cum again. I can help you. Will you fuck your fist while staring at my cunt?"
"No. No, you keep playing with yourself," you smile, moving your fingers down to flick your little bean. Showing it off so Mickey can see just how horny you were for him. Your body rocking with your motions.
Mickey finally pulls out that beautiful cock. Gripping it tightly in his hand as he starts fisting himself. "Fuck, yeah. I bet you'd feel better."
"I would. My hand, my mouth, my pussy, my ass, my tits. Anything goes."
"Anything?"
"Uh-huh, whatever you want. I know the rules, and I want you to own me," you dip your fingers into your cunt, finger fucking yourself to Mickey's pace. "There's so much more for you. I want it."
"Yeah? Fuck, yeah you do. You're a dirty little whore, huh?" You nod your head, gazing at his cock. "You want it, don't you? Want me to fuck that slutty little pussy."
"Always."
"Want me to lean you up against the counter, while everyone is outside. My hand over your mouth and telling you to be quiet, while I fuck you stupid. Have you leaned up against me the rest of the night?" You nod your head. Your body heating up with his words. Mickey always had your attention. And now that he is single, you weren't wasting time. You wanted him, and you wanted in. You were ready for them all to accept you as Mickey's Bug.
"You think they could hear me spank your ass? Or have you on your knees while you choke on my cock. Using you as nothing more than a fuck doll."
"Please, Mickey. Just like that. I want people to hear what you do to me."
"Show me," your hand stops, and you start to crawl near him. "Uh-uh, show me on the arm of the couch just how needy you are. How much do you want my cock?"
You move to straddle the arm, and start grinding on it. Desperate for his touch, but he was making you work for it. His cock tight in his fist as he strokes himself. Letting a strand of salvia drip to his cock, and you whine wanting him to spit in you or on you, whatever he wanted. "My pussy is plenty slick enough for you, Mickey," you plead as he stands up. Thinking that he was actually going to fuck you.
Ripping open your shirt, and popping too many of the buttons to easily fix it. "Look at you, such a whore you wore a white button up to an alumni party. Such a dirty little slut," his free hand, pinches on your nipple, and you moan a chorus of thanks.
Lifting up your skirt he sees your pretty little pussy spread on the leather. Making a complete mess, and he slides a finger to press on your little nub. You grind harder at his touch. Singing out his name, and he pumps himself harder, "Don't you stop. Don't you dare stop this."
He barely was touching you, and it felt so good. Becoming a mess in front of you made you wish you had more time. "Are you gonna destroy me this weekend? Let everyone know who I belong to? I'll let you fuck me on the table while everyone watches. Let Lloyd see your cum drip out of my pretty pussy."
"Is that what you want?"
"Please. Please, Mickey, I want...want it."
Your hips move at a skyrocket pace. And the moment he feels your juices roll down the couch, he pulls you to your knees, letting his cum spurt all along your face. You start licking your lips when the door creaks open.
"Oops, I forgot I left the key in the lock," you smile up at him, wiping his spunk to lick off your fingers. Rubbing some on your tits and you give them a little jiggle.
"Oh, shit! Oh! Shit!" Bryce starts cackling, and Mickey moves to cover you up. "I'm letting Lloyd know that you're giving his sister a facial. Such a desperate little thing, Bug. You finally got the one you were hunting, since you never gave me and Baizen the time of day."
You wipe at your face, sucking off his delectable cream. "Step brother. And I can't handle two. I got enough man, with just one."
"Yeah. Let's let ole Hansen know his sister is a puddle for Henry's giant dick."
"Get out of her, Langley! Damn. Can I not get my girl cleaned up?"
Bryce leaves with an arrogant smirk, but you smile up at Mickey. He takes off his sweater, and tosses it towards you. "Your girl?"
"I thought we already established that, Bug. I just had to wait until you were legal. And it's kinda hot knowing you're such a slut for me. Now cover those pretty titties. I'll be fucking you later though, our room is right next to Lloyd's."
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sergeantbarnessdoll · 3 months
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Hot DJ » Mickey Henry
Pairings: Mickey Henry x Reader
Summary: Y/N has a thing for the hot DJ.
Warnings: Smut (18+), language, alcohol, kissing, hickeys, fingering, (f receiving), unprotected sex, praise kink, pet names (baby, pretty girl)
Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes or typos.
Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier
GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞
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You say at the bar, eyeing the DJ like you have been all night. He occasionally looked up and sent a wink your way making you blush like crazy. When his set was done, he grabbed his phone and made his way to the bar.
“A beer and whatever the lady wants.” He tells the bartender.
“Whiskey.” You tell him.
The bartender brought you guys your drinks and walked away.
“Mickey.” Mickey introduces himself, holding his hand out for you to shake.
“Y/N.” You say with a smile and shook his hand.
“Tell me, Y/N. What’s a pretty girl like you doing here all by yourself?” He asks, taking a sip of his beer.
“I originally came here for a few drinks, but I got distracted by the hot DJ.” You tell him.
“Oh yea?” He says.
“Mhmm.” You hummed, taking a sip of your drink.
You and Mickey sat at the bar drinking for a while until he stood up, holding his hand out.
“Wanna dance?” Mickey asks.
“I would love to.” You smiled, placing your hand in his.
Mickey led you to the dance floor. He was entranced by the way your hips swayed to the music. He placed his hands on your hips, pulling you closer to him. You gasped when you felted his bulge against your ass. You leaned your body against his, placing your hands on top of his. Mickey leaned his head down, placing his lips on your neck and began to leave kisses along your skin. You tilted your head to the side to give him more access. You moaned quietly when you felt his stubble scratching your skin.
“Wanna get out of here?” Mickey asks.
“Lead the way, baby.” You say.
Mickey grabbed your hand, leaving the dance floor and hailed for a cab to take you two to his apartment. You two were all over each other the second you guys walked through the door. Mickey kicked the door shut with his foot and picked you up, taking you to his bedroom. You instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist. He placed you on the floor next to the bed. His hand blindly found the zipper of your dress, letting it fall from your body and pool around your feet. You laid down on the bed and watched as Mickey stripped from his clothes. You licked your lips at the sight of his hard cock. Mickey got on the bed, hovering over you. He leaned his head down, kissing along your chest and the swells of your breasts, marking you up with hickeys.
“Mickey.” You moaned softly.
“Yea, baby?” Mickey says.
“Fuck me.” You says.
Mickey didn’t need to be told twice. He pumped his cock in his hand a couple times before rubbing it through your wetness.
“Please!” You begged with a whined.
Mickey chuckles. He lines his cock at your entrance, slowly sliding it inside of you inch by inch. Both of you gasped at the same time. You involuntarily spread your legs wider to take more of him.
“Fuck, you’re tight.” Mickey groans.
Mickey leaned down, kissing your lips hungrily as he started thrusting. His thrusts are fast, but loving. You instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist, locking your ankles behind his back. One of your hands held the back of his head, your fingers tugging at his hair while your other hand was on his back, your nails digging in his skin, making him hiss at the feeling.
“Were you imagining us doing this while you were staring at me earlier?” He asks, moving his lips to your shoulders and placed kisses along them.
“Yes!” You moaned, tilting your head back.
Mickey took the opportunity to kiss along the column of your throat. His teeth nipped at your skin, biting down hard enough for a hickey. One of his hands roamed your body, stopping on one of your breast and squeezing it causing you to gasp and your cunt to clench around his cock at the feeling. You arched your back in pleasure. That gave Mickey a new angle. His tip hit your sweet spot.
“Oh yes! Fuck!” You moaned. “Right there!” You tell him.
Your moans encouraged Mickey to move faster. His tip continued to hit your sweet spot. His fingers reached down to your clit, rubbing it in fast circles. You rolled your hips to meet his thrusts.
“Your pussy feels so good.” Mickey moans, leaning his head against your shoulder.
“I can say the same thing about your cock.” You moaned.
His fingers applied a little more pressure to your clit as he continued to rub it. You felt a knot in your lower stomach, feeling your orgasm building up.
“You gonna cum, pretty girl?” Mickey asks panting, feeling your pussy squeeze his cock again.
“Mhmm yes!” You moaned with a whimper.
“Cum for me, baby.” He says.
A loud moan left your lips as you came. Mickey fucked you through your orgasm. He lost rhythm with his thrust, but quickly regained rhythm again.
“I know you’re gonna cum.” You panted. “Give it to me, baby.” You whispered in his ear.
That was enough to send him over the edge. Your name left his lips as he came inside of you. His thrusts came to a slow stop. He pulled out of you and laid down next to you, pulling a sheet over the two of you. You two laid there panting for a few seconds before you spoke up.
“We should totally do that again.” You suggested.
“Agreed.” Mickey says, putting his hand on your thigh.
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jbucb · 8 months
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I have three WIPs. I don't need another, but.....
Bucky Barnes or Mickey Henry
"Do you want it from the back with your face in the pillow so you can yell as loud as you want to"
😫😫😫😫😫
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dreamlessinparis · 2 years
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Power of Three
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Pairing: Mickey Henry x F!Reader x Frank (Endings Beginnings)
Word Count: 2661
Summary: Notorious twins Frank and Mickey choose you for their third in their weekly performer at the sex club Within Temptation.
Warning: explicit sexual content, dom/sub dynamics, cumplay, oral (f receiving), fluff, explicit language, praise, double penetration, twincest, exhibitionalism, voyeurism, sex club, domme Frank, sub Mickey, pwp, daddy kink
A/N: This is the first of many parts for a Sex Club AU I’m creating, centered around Seb characters for the time being. There is a main storyline between the club owner and one of the workers of the club but there are alot of branching out mini stories for each character and this is one of them. My goal is to have one story per character but I may expand we’ll see. This is purely selfish but I hope you enjoy it. Thank you to @sparkledfirecracker for betaing this for me and to @sweeterthanthis, @navybrat817 @buckyownsmylife and @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog for cheering me on for this story. All mistakes are still my own :) Anthos, according to google, is blossom in Greek, please correct me if I'm horribly wrong.
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Please do not repost, publish or translate my work. Reblogs and comments are appreciated! Thank you for reading :)
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The crowd began to pile in. It wasn't shocking to you, considering the Twins were about to put on a show. Every week, they chose a night to pick a patron and put on a public show with them.
Deep down, you wanted them to pick you but having sex in front of others, that part made you nervous. However, those two floofy-haired menaces would be worth it. Frank was assertive, always leading the show; it was always impossible to look away. His presence was addicting. Mickey on the hand was on the complete opposite side of the spectrum. He was malleable and sweet, the biggest sub you'd ever seen.
It thrilled you to imagine having him do what you pleased; to have Frank whispering dirty things and telling you what to do. You squeezed your thighs together, shifting on your stool by the bar.
“Would you like another drink?" You turned back to the bartender. She stood behind you, cocking her head. 
“Uhm, yes please," you smiled. She nodded, giving you a wink as she walked off. 
Within Temptation only opened a few months back but it had already built up a large clientele, yourself included. It was exclusive enough that you only found out if you knew someone. Your good friend Carter knew all about these things and lucky for you, he took you everywhere.
In fact, he was somewhere in the club, having his fun. He and his cousin TJ usually came together.
The microphone had some feedback when Frank picked it up, tapping it twice, "Evening ladies and gentlemen, how's everyone doing tonight?"
There was a small murmur of applause and moans. The lights began to dim, the purply hue deepening, lustful vibes intensifying.
“Frank, we’re not here to do stand up,” Mickey chided him, leaning around his twin to speak into the mic. Frank's hearty chuckle seemed to move his whole toned body. His chest was bare and glistening under the lights, his lower half sculpted into a pair of red leather pants. He looked mouthwatering. Wanting nothing more than to crawl to him and lick up those tight abs.
You thought no one could look even better and then Mickey stepped out fully. The tall Adonis was golden, all tan skin, rippling muscle, and, fuck, wearing the tiniest pair of gold briefs. Made of spandex and clinging everywhere. Those things made his thighs look thicker. You almost fell off your stools, leaning too far forward.
Reaching behind for your drink, you quickly downed it and started to get closer to the throne dais. Every week the prop of the dais changed, and this time sat a large golden throne. Something was pulling you closer to it. Anything to gain their attention. The flame fueling you grew larger with every step. The crowd seemed to part around you, setting a path to them. Tonight it was your night. It had to be.
You stopped a few feet away, leaning against one of the plush velvet couches. The couple seated near you, never stopping their fucking. Not that you were surprised.
Mickey whispered something to Frank and his eyes snapped to you. They seemed to darken as he took in every inch of your body.
"Would you like to join us tonight, pretty blossom?” Frank voiced, reaching a hand out.
A girl on the other side of the crowd let out an almost shrill sound, before storming off. Everyone looked around, almost shocked, some chuckling uncomfortably, Mickey took the mic from Frank, "Seems like you upset someone, brother." Frank shrugged, chuckling. His hand was still extended out, eyes never leaving you. Your feet had a mind of their own, carrying you forward to the stage.
It was a whole different world on that stage. Like grabbing Frank's hand pulled you through a portal. Well, it wasn't that different but it sure felt that way. The men towered over you, pressing in from both sides. Neither of them were touching you but the electricity was static between you all.
“Hi," you mumbled. Frank's smile grew and his thumb stroked your cheek.
"Hello, blossom."
“Ready to play, Anthos, " Mickey whispered. “We're going to make you bloom tonight.”
"A safe word for the lovely lady?”
"Moonlight," you blurted out. It was the first thing that came to mind, with the way the lights were twinkling around Frank's head.
"Moonlight," he repeated, tasting each syllable. His finger hooked beneath the strap of your dress. He toyed with it before slowly dragging it down til it dropped, "now the ground rules are simple. You call me Daddy, anything I say goes. Mickey, well he likes to be bossed around. Call him a good boy and he's putty. Got it?"
“Yes, daddy," you agreed. Turning to glance at Mickey, you asked, "and what's your safe word?”
Mickey smiled wide and kissed your shoulder, trailing up to your ear, "cerulean."
"Oh, like your eyes," you inquired. A soft gasp fell from your lips as Frank kissed along the tops of your breasts. "Mhmm yes angel, just like my eyes."
"Kiss her, Mick. You keep those lips occupied, I've got the ones between her hips." Frank commanded. Mickey tilted your chin back, catching your lips softly. The kiss began slowly but quickly intensified. His lips were soft and firm.
Frank pulled your other strap down, and as he kissed his way down, he shimmied your dress off you. By the time he circled his tongue around your navel, your dress had pooled at your feet. It didn't faze you, not with Mickey's tongue slipping past your lips. His body grinding against your backside, cock hardening with each rut. By the feel of it, he was huge. Fuck he was going to ruin you. 
Frank sank to his knees before you, and his hands ran up your torso, cupping your boobs and trailing back down.
"This doesn't feel right." Frank mused. You and Mickey paused to look at him. "Let's seat her on the throne.”
You were guided to the plush velvet cushioned throne, and Frank spread you out, tossing one of your legs over the arm. Mickey perched on the other seat, going in for another kiss. You pulled back, shaking your head, "Kneel, Mickey," you whispered, "I want you on your knees." Your voice was stronger the second time. Mickey didn't hesitate, sliding off the seat and onto the floor beside it.
You chanced a peek at Frank, scared you'd overstepped. But Frank was smirking, looking incredibly pleased. He kissed your inner thigh, "Good girl. You're going to fit right in." He dragged your panties to the side and sucked on your lips, before delving his tongue between your folds.
Your hips bucked, body arching. Mickey let out a soft sound as if calling attention to himself. You turned your head, signaling him closer.
He kissed you feverishly, his tongue almost moving in tandem with Frank's. Damn twin connection.
You were brought to your first climax quicker than you expected and Frank pulled away from you, his face shining with your slick. Your hand was gripping the back of Mickey's neck, that hold, keeping him in place and grounding yourself. It was like an out-of-body experience, thrumming with pleasure.
Frank allowed you to continue kissing Mickey as he made his way up your body. His hand covered yours on Mickey's neck, lacing your fingers together. He managed to pull Mickey away, replacing him. The kiss was a lot more frantic, lustful. The lingering tangy taste of your essence, fresh on his lips.
"I want to feel you," Frank whispered against your lips, and you nodded frantically, asking silently. You needed him inside you, and it was turning into a desperate, frantic, need.
"Please Daddy," you whimpered, tugging your fingers through his thick locks. "Fuck me." 
"Is that what you want, Blossom?" Frank's lips traced over your jaw, nipping at the tender skin," think you could take both of us. We wouldn't want poor Mickey to feel left out, would we?"
"No never," you agreed, breathlessly. You turned your head, and Mickey kissed you without hesitation. Frank wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you up and away from Mickey. You pouted, making him chuckle.
 It was all for good reason though, Mickey sat down on the throne, stroking his cock as he waited for Frank to place you down onto his lap. Frank hovered you over Mickey's cock, and Mickey ran the spongy tip through your silky folds before notching it in your clenching hole. You gasped as you were lowered down inch by inch, frank's arms hooked beneath knees, keeping you spread open. 
Your head fell back, resting against Mickey's shoulder, letting out a gargled sound when Frank's thumb brushed over your clit, adding pressure with each pass. Mickey grabbed your breasts, kneading them softly. His calloused hands on your soft skin feeling amazing. 
Frank stood back watching the two of you. Enjoying the way Mickey's cock moved in and out of you. You saw through hooded eyes, that his gaze had darkened and he dropped down to your knees. As if to get a closer look.
You couldn't keep your eyes open, especially after Frank licked a heavy stripe up your folds. He began teasing you, darting his tongue out like a snake, barely touching your clit. Mickey's hips rolled down, brushing your sweet spot and sending a jolt up your body.
"Stop," Frank commanded and Mickey's thrusts ceased. Your eyes flew open and met Frank's mischievous blues. His large hands were splayed over both of your thighs, fingertips digging into your soft flesh. "I want you to stay still, Mickey, while I get her ready for the two of us." 
Mickey's 'yes sir' was forced, doing his best to stay still. You clenched around him and he let out a heady moan. There was a sharp sudden pain as Frank slapped your pussy.
"Behave, Blossom, don't make it harder for our handsome bunny. He's not allowed to cum yet. Ladies first," Frank smirked.
Instead of latching onto your pussy, his head ducked lower. You sat up to get a better view, hands gripping the arms of the throne.
You'd forgotten that the three of you were in front of an audience, too caught up in the two brothers. Luckily, other than hearing the moans and whispers, you couldn't see anyone over the lights. The feeling of being on display still set your whole body on fire. You liked it, despite the nerves.
Your eyes dropped back down to Frank. He was circling your small pearl with his thumb while his tongue was lapping at Mickey's balls. Small breathy pants came from Mickey as he tried to keep still. His hands slipped off your breasts, gripping your hips for dear life. Creating grooves in your skin, you were sure.
Frank sucked lewdly on Mickey's balls, nuzzling his face further down. You felt Mickey trembling against your back. The whole situation was so hot and you felt arousal pooling between your legs. This time when you clenched, it was instinctive and you muttered an apology when Mickey whimpered. 
Frank lifted his head and gave you a look. "You're being greedy, Blossom. Are you jealous I'm giving Mickey more attention?" 
"No, Daddy," you denied," I'm just turned on."
"Oh? You like watching me tease our bunny?" 
You nodded, licking your lips. "Mhmm."
"Such a good girl. Isn't she, Mickey?" Frank asked. Mickey's responding 'yes' came out in a shout as Frank tugged on his heavy balls. Frank smirked, using his hand to toy with the smooth globes. 
He leaned in, this time closing his mouth over your sensitive skin. Your nails dug into the throne's arms, and your back bowed. Frank worked quickly, driving you over the edge. You shattered like a glass window, crumpling into a million pieces. With the way you were fluttering around him, you were surprised Mickey hadn't come.
He was close to losing control though, with the way his hands tightened on your skin. "Don't do it, Mickey," Frank warned. "Don't make me edge you tonight."
Mickey made a jumbled sound but seemed to collect himself. Frank kissed your pussy before standing up. He hooked his hands under your thighs, tilting you forward. His cock bobbed between you, begging to be touched. It was thick, almost longer than his twin´s. The thrumming aftershocks of pleasure still pulsed in your body, making it hard to focus.
"It's not going to fit," you voiced aloud. Frank cocked an eyebrow, holding himself by the base and tapping the head against you, making a wet sound every time.
"Don't worry, baby, I'll make it fit. Just trust me."
Your mind went blank, as Frank slowly pushed in beside Mickey. The connection between your brain and mouth was non-existent; nothing you said made sense. You were fuzzy and warm all over, almost detaching from reality the further Frank pushed in. 
The stretch was unbelievable, and you swore he was going to split you in half. He kept filling you up until he was fully seated in. The burning had dissipated, giving way to pleasure. Warmth pooled in your abdomen and you felt so full. They weren't going to be able to move, there was no way. 
"Fuck so tight," Frank groaned. His palm touched your lower stomach, lightly pushing down, making you keen, "I feel myself in your gut. That feel good, Blossom?"
"Yes, daddy," you barely managed out. Your body, despite the improbability, needed them to move, and you spread your legs wider, rolling your hips ever so slightly, "please," you pleaded.
Frank took the hint, pulling out a little before slamming back in. "Go ahead, brother, move."
Mickey didn't need to be told twice, bucking his hips immediately. The two men fucked you hard, using you like a rag doll, your grip on the throne's arms the only thing keeping you steady. With the constant push and pull of two cocks, you were taken to a different level of pleasure.
As your third orgasm crested, you heard words being exchanged but you were too far gone to understand. You screamed as you came, but they kept going. But Mickey didn't last, coming shortly after you and shot his hot ropes of cum deep in you. He slumped back, and softly kissed your shoulder.
Frank followed not too long after the two of you, stuffing you even more. There was so much excess that it was seeping out the sides of the two cocks. 
You felt like jelly, speech still non existent. Frank pried your hands from the wood and pulled them around his neck. You buried your head in his neck. "You okay, baby?"
"Mhmm, so tired Daddy." He kissed your temple and hugged you to him. "Once Mickey cleans you up, we'll head to a private room." 
You nodded, heavily, "with his tongue?" 
"What, baby?"
"Is he going to clean me with his tongue?" 
Frank let out a shocked, amused laugh, "is that what you want?"
"Yes please." Frank lifted you up and off Mickey, keeping you firm in his hold.
 "Well, you heard our girl, Mick."
"She's going to fit right in, isn't she, Frank?" Mickey slid off the throne, cupping your ass and spreading them. 
Frank made a sound of approval and lifted you up further, allowing his cock to slip out of you. Cum began to trickle down your inner thighs. 
Mickey's tongue prodded your stretched hole, sucking and lewdly slurping up the combined mixture. You whined, feeling overly sensitive, and buried your head again. Frank soothed you, rubbing your back and Mickey seemed to quicken his actions.
Once both men were satisfied, Mickey stood up and gave you both a kiss. With all your items gathered, Frank carried you with Mickey close behind. "Let's get off stage, and into a private room, Frank. See if we can't convince Blossom to be our girl before she falls asleep."
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"be a doll and do a spin for me, won’t you? you just look so adorable." Mickey henry picking out readers lingerie and then fucking her in it. With daddy kink + ass spanking + face slapping please ❤️
Mickey Henry x Reader; lingerie, daddy kink, spanking, face slapping, vaginal sex, f receiving oral sex, cum eating
ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON'T LIKE, DON'T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+
You and Mickey were walking into the bedroom from the bathroom naked, fresh from a shower, when he stopped you. "Lemme pick out your things today," he said, mischievous sparkle in his eye.
You huffed, but gestured for him to go ahead, crossing your arms over your bare breasts. He smirked, tongue poking out of his mouth to wet his lips as he opened the dresser, pulling out a red thong, and a black lace bra.
He tossed them to you, you barely managing to catch them. You looked at them and glared playfully at Mickey. "You picked my skimpiest ones!" you laughed, sliding them on with practiced moves.
"Be a doll and do a spin for me, won't you? You just look so adorable," Mickey grinned, making a spinning motion with his finger. You smiled, twirling in a circle and spinning right into Mickey's arms.
"That's Daddy's girl," he whispered, pressing his lips to yours, tongue sliding wetly alongside yours, tasting your mouth. He took your breath away, literally making you gasp for air as you separated.
Mickey slapped your face, lightly, and said, "Focus babydoll. Daddy needs his good girl right now, she's all dressed up and ready for me isn't she?"
You moaned, head nodding before he was finished with his sentence, making him slap you again, a bit harder. "Words, baby," he demanded lowly.
"Gonna be good," you whimpered, feeling your pussy throb already. Mickey slapped you once more, hard enough to turn your head a bit. He released you, walking to the bed and sitting against the wall. He patted his legs with a smile.
"Come across Daddy's lap, there's a good girl," Mickey murmured as you lay on his lap, his hand rubbing your ass. "Gonna see if we can get this ass to match those panties."
Your moan of "Daddy, please," was hitched as Mickey spanked you hard.
"Yeah, that's it baby, fuck, love that you love this," Mickey groaned as you shifted, rubbing against his hard dick. He kept spanking you, alternating hits with random squeezes to your ass cheeks, the burn spreading deeper each time.
"Daddy, need to- fuck me, please," you stuttered over your words, pussy throbbing as he slapped your ass again.
Mickey groaned, hand on your ass squeezing and pulling your cheek to the side, letting him glimpse the drenched thong across your pussy. "Yeah, fuck, okay doll on your back," he said, pushing you off his lap onto the bed.
You rolled onto your back and Mickey got between your legs. He slid your thong to the side, rubbing his dick along your folds before pressing in in one smooth motion.
Your hips lifted and Mickey shoved them back down, pressing you into the mattress as he began fucking you. "You're gonna take it all baby, every inch," he grunted, hips moving quickly.
"Yesss, fuck Daddy, harder," you moaned, wrapping your legs around his waist as he shifted back onto his heels, pulling your lower half up onto his lap. He sat up, holding your ass as he fucked into you with powerful thrusts, pulling you down onto his dick.
"Come on baby girl, come for Daddy, drench your thighs so I can lick them clean," Mickey whispered, and put his face in your chest, sucking your nipple through the lace.
You pressed up into his mouth, your body bending backwards as Mickey held you on his lap, grinding into you as you came, his dick so deep you could feel him in your throat.
When you slumped in his hold, he sat up, rocking back to his knees and holding your hips as he rapidly fucked you, chasing his orgasm. "Can feel myself sliding around in your cunt, you're so fucking wet, gonna fill you up and lick it out of you, all of it," Mickey groaned.
Your pussy clenched at that, tightening around Mickey making his hips trip and shove deep into you as he came. He slowly rocked his hips, pumping his cum into your pussy.
Mickey finally pulled out, immediately flopping to the bed between your legs. "Gotta get you all cleaned up again," he grinned and started swiping his tongue along your thighs until he was at your pussy, his cum already trickling out.
You gasped as began licking at your swollen cunt, sucking your combined fluids out of your pussy. When he wrapped his lips around your clit, you dug your heels into the bed, on either side of Mickey's shoulders, his arms wrapped around your waist. He held you down as he sucked, tongue flicking against your clit, until you were shaking with a second orgasm.
Mickey released your clit when you started to whine, licking around your pussy again, cleaning your fresh release off your trembling thighs.
"That's Daddy's good girl. Now come on, we've got a party to get to."
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