#mick buck

[t-tex-edwards]

Back 33 years or so ago, The Hickoids’ Davy Jones (RIP) hosted a month of Tuesday open-mic jams at Austin's Continental Club with all his pals invited. I was in town visiting from L.A., so I was included. Here's a flyer he drew for that event… 

[arthursfuckinghat]

Little headcanon of mine -

High honour Arthur is the light whitetail buck, low honour is the black coyote, so completing the game with neutral/middle honour should give him a black buck (melanistic whitetail buck)

[robinsnest2111]

vaguely Mick Mars Core outfit for the beloved old man's birthday 👽💕

+ fleamarket haul:

Once again no green coat but look at the neat things I found instead!

[fazcinatingblog]

What Jack Ginnivan's coaches would say about Jack Ginnivan:

Bucks - Craig's son

Robert Harvey - bright young talent. Spark up forward. Kid just loves his footy

Craig McRae - cheeky Jack. Funny. Great kid. Could be on drugs though so be wary.

Sam Mitchell - cheeky Jack and the rascal pack

[bluesrocknrollingstones]

Brian with Peter Buck Jones and Mick Bratby, 1964

Odeon

[lunarfleur]

🍪- send in a character (from any fandom) and a scenario (can be however specific or vague you want it) and I’ll write you a little blurb!

odd request, but Tim and Best Friend!reader, just hanging out, maybe going to a party? just vibing, y’know?

You have NO IDEA how happy I am you requested this! I went down a small route of my own and added some Tim x Sylvia in there! I’m thinking he’d be about the age he was during the Outsiders, so 18, or maybe a little earlier.

Lover Boy ~ Best Friend! Tim Shepard

Tagging: @sophie-i-guess13 @juneberrie @sluggmuffin @whyareyouhere66 @sparklenarniawizard

Warnings: cursing, slightly inappropriate comments but nothing too bad

This is x gender neutral reader!

Tim sat on his designated seat at the bar, sipping on his beer absentmindedly. His eyes gazed across the bar, lost in the sea of people on the dance floor.

“Y’know, even if you keep ogling’ her, she ain’t gonna undress in front of you,” you teased.

“Shut your mouth,” he scoffed.

Tim watched as Sylvia danced and cheered, her cowboy hat sitting on her pretty little head. She had a beer in one hand, she always did.

“You could just…go over there.” Tim swirled around in his chair, going back to facing Buck. He wiped glasses, eyes gazing into Tim’s.

“You eye-fucking my cousin, Shepard?” He asked. Tim scoffed, taking a big swig of his beer.

“Y’all can’t shut your mouths, can you?” He sighed, eyes rolling in annoyance.

You laughed loudly.

“Come on, lover boy,” you patted his shoulder in fake comfort, “don’t be too sad. We all know she wouldn’t choose you anyway, not with how you smell.”

[mickrouse]

The One and Only Giannis Antetokounmpo by Zach Baron

GQ, December/January ‘22

[schulott]

so the question is whose rim did callum rip or who ripped his rim

[megalony]

Can't You Be Mine- Part 3

This is the newest part of my Evan Buckley series, and I hope you will all like it. Let me know what you think.

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Evan Buckley Masterlist

Part 1

Part 2

Summary: Now that Minnie has started referring to Evan as her dad, he has officially adopted her. And he turns up to protect and look after her and (Y/n) when they need him.

Enjoy.

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"So, I was thinking…"

Tilting her head to the side, (Y/n) let her eyes loll to the right to look across at Maddie. She knew that tone of voice. She knew whatever Maddie was going to say next was either going to be controversial or something big, possibly shocking.

She let herself sink further in her seat as she folded her arms over her chest, resting them down against her stomach that came up like a big bump in the road. Although sometimes, like now, her stomach acted like a cushion or an armrest.

(Y/n) had taken to seeing what she could rest on her bump when it started getting bigger, just to see Evan's reaction.

His words were usually something along the lines of 'Don't use it as a table!' or 'Stop resting your drink on them.' And if she tried to rest anything light on her stomach while she was walking around the house, he always responded with 'You know I'll carry that for you, right?' but she was only doing it to tease him.

"Oh yeah?" (Y/n) grinned and started to dance her fingertips across her bump.

"We need to throw you a baby shower."

"We do?" That wasn't what (Y/n) had been expecting to hear.

"Yes, we need to celebrate. Plus, I had Jee during covid, so we never got to celebrate one for her. I think it'd be nice, Buck's already desperate to throw one."

"Oh, I bet he is… I guess it will be fun." A tender smile danced across her lips as she looked down at her stomach as if she could see through to the baby. It would be nice to celebrate and have a little get together. Everything was going great now, (Y/n) and Evan had moved in together, he had adopted Minnie, they were having a baby together.

Other than the brief setback of the run in with Mick at the store, things were the best they had ever been for (Y/n). She had never been happier or more content and she felt that she had a family with Evan's team and Maddie had truly become a sister to her. It was lovely.

(Y/n) looked ahead at the road and tried to keep her eyes on the beach they were passing by.

She hadn't been out the house in two weeks.

When Evan went to work, (Y/n) felt too nervous to go out alone. She didn't want to run into Mick, he was out on bail and (Y/n) just knew that he would be hanging around this area in the hopes of running into her again. He loved terrorising her. He loved making her feel timid and frightened of her own shadow, it gave him power over her.

She couldn't go out on her own, what if she ran into him again? She wasn't going to be much use defending herself or the baby.

Staying home where she could lock all the doors and windows felt safer than trying to leave. Minnie had only just gone back to school this week and she was not enjoying it. She didn't want to be at school, she wanted to be at home with either (Y/n) or Evan or both of them. She wanted protection and she didn't feel safe at school.

It had taken Maddie almost an hour to convince (Y/n) to come out this afternoon with the girls.

It was a lovely warm day and Maddie said they could go to the beach or the arcades and do something with Minnie and Jee. Whether it was just going for a walk and an ice cream and then going home, at least being out for a drive would get them out the house and back to a sense of normality. And (Y/n) didn't feel able to decline.

"Did you have a shower for Minnie?" Maddie looked across at (Y/n), noticing the way she had shrunk down in her seat and was absentmindedly gliding her hand up and down her bump.

"No, my parents were happy I left Mick, but they thought it was a mistake to have Minnie on my own."

All of (Y/n)'s family had seen how Mick's temper would flare and they noticed the bad effect he had on her. Making (Y/n) feel belittled and constantly on edge, how she never got to spend much time with her family when he was around and how he tried to control what she did and who she talked to.

They were thrilled when (Y/n) managed to cut all ties with him and escape, but knowing she was having a baby on her own wasn't something her family thought she should do. They thought it would be too hard for (Y/n) and when she and Minnie moved out to LA, they worried she wouldn't fair well on her own looking after Minnie.

Things had gone a bit smoother between (Y/n) and her family when they saw how happy Minnie made (Y/n) and how well the pair of them were doing. And now that Evan was in the picture, (Y/n) felt more able to talk and be around her family without feeling judged or like they thought she couldn't cope.

"Well, we will throw a great shower and show them just how wrong they were."

"Do you think your parents would come?" (Y/n) didn't want to upset Maddie if talking about her parents wasn't something she wanted to do, but she was curious.

(Y/n) had heard Evan on the phone to his parents a few times- each time it had been him to call them, never the other way around. (Y/n) had yet to see them call him and ask how he was or what was going on in his life. She heard the way Evan sounded dull when he talked to his parents. He told them he was happy in a new relationship but he didn't seem like he was expecting much back from them or much of a reaction or a glowing praise.

She had also witnessed the conversation where Evan told them he had adopted Minnie.

His parents hadn't been upset, per say, but they sounded cautious, as if this was something Evan was doing on a whim rather than something he had thought and talked about extensively and knew in his heart it was something he wanted to do.

Evan had told them it was what he wanted, that he loved Minnie and if he was going to tell people she was his daughter, he needed to adopt her and make it real. He wanted to adopt Minnie so she was truly his daughter. It meant he could be an emergency contact for her and he could be on her doctor's file. He could be on her school file and he could pick her up from school early, take her to appointments or anywhere she needed.

It also meant he could give her his last name, something Minnie was now ecstatic with. She had been practising how to write Buckley and learning how to spell it and she had told her teacher as soon as her name was changed.

Both (Y/n) and Evan were hoping that in a few years when Minnie was older, these memories would be fuzzy for her. She wouldn't remember she used to have (Y/n)'s last name or that she hadn't had Evan in her life from the very beginning.

"I'm sure they will, I've told them how happy Buck is after the move and everything. I'll make sure they come over when we organise the shower." Maddie reached across and delicately ran her hand over (Y/n)'s bump for a few seconds.

She wouldn't stand for their parents not being there at the baby shower. This was another grandchild for them. Maddie had already made it clear how happy and complete Evan felt in this relationship and that in taking Minnie on, it meant the rest of them did too.

Minnie was referring to Maddie and Chimney as her aunt and uncle and Maddie had told her parents that Minnie would need to be treated as their grandchild along with Jee and the new baby. If they didn't, they wouldn't be having contact with the new baby because it wouldn't be fair to Minnie. This was the way things were going to be.

Tilting her head up, Maddie looked in the rear-view mirror to see the two girls sitting idly in the back. "Shall we go get an ice cream?"

Both of them grinned and squealed their replies, kicking their legs in their car seats. (Y/n) couldn't of been happier that Minnie seemed very happy when she was around Jee. She got along with her class mates, but she didn't exactly make friends very well, she liked to keep to herself and her teachers said it was hard to get her socialising.

But there was only 16 months difference between Minnie and Jee and they were getting along like a house on fire. (Y/n) wondered if it was because Jee was technically her cousin now and because they were family, maybe Minnie felt more at ease around her and more eager to play and get along.

Once Maddie pulled up, (Y/n) sat forward and clicked her spine into place which caused her to wince.

She could feel the baby wriggling and when she climbed out the car, it felt like her stomach was weighing her down to the floor. It was going to be a rough few months if she was six months along and was already starting to feel discomfort.

She opened the back door and smiled down at Minnie who had been singing along to the radio the whole drive. But now it was time to get out, she could see her daughter looked nervous.

She held the Fireman Sam teddy closer to her chest and tensed up when her belt was taken off. Evan had given her the teddy and she barely let it out of her sights. And Evan had been both surprised and delighted when he came home from work last week and found that Minnie had gotten a pink pen and drawn and splotchy birth mark onto the teddy to make it resemble him. It had also caused her to ask Evan why she didn't have a mark like that too.

"Is daddy coming?"

"No, baby he's at work today. We're having a girls day." (Y/n) lifted Minnie out of her seat and set her down.

The same as (Y/n), Minnie hadn't left the house the first week after the shopping incident. She didn't want to and they didn't want to rush her. She had gone back to school this week but she hated every moment of it and was relieved to be taken back home at the end of the day. This was the first time she was going out somewhere other than school, but she wanted Evan.

She knew he would keep them safe, just like he did when he bustled into the shop two weeks ago and took them home. He promised he would keep her safe and Minnie wanted her dad stood in front of her like a protective shield. She wanted to be wrapped up in his arms because no bad people would mess with him.

"Your daddy said he wanted pictures of you having fun, why don't we see if we can win him a teddy from the arcades after an ice cream?" Maddie locked the car and looked over at Minnie who seemed to relax at her words.

With her left hand tightly clasped in (Y/n)'s and her teddy pinned under her arm, Minnie reached her other hand out and held Jee's hand. Both to keep her cousin heading in the right direction and to make them both feel safe and secure. The four of them made their way to the promenade along the sea front where Maddie said they would find an ice cream shop.

Minnie leaned her head into (Y/n)'s hip and nuzzled into her side as they walked down the promenade. She didn't want to be here, she wanted to go back home or stay driving in the car where it was safe.

"I want daddy." She tilted her head back and looked up at (Y/n) with those big pupils that looked like black holes that could ensnare everything in their path.

She let go of (Y/n)'s hand in favour of moving her arm to her chest to hold the Fireman Sam teddy so she could nuzzle her face against the top of the soft cotton. She wanted to go home now.

"You can call him later and tell him how brave you've been going out to the beach today."

"He'll be extra proud of you." Maddie winked when she could see that her words clicked something inside of Minnie's mind. She might just try and stay out a bit longer if she thought she could make Evan proud, not that she would have to do much to do that in the first place. He would be proud she had left the house, but if she could tell him she had been all the way to the beach and out for a long walk, he would be very pleased.

She nodded, her expression a little more relaxed, but she still didn't look so satisfied or at ease. She kept her mouth and nose nuzzled into her teddy and started humming as they all walked in line down the path beside the sea front.

"Wait with aunt Maddie and Jee while I grab us all some ice cream." (Y/n) kissed the top of Minnie's head and gently ushered her to stand over with Maddie and Jee.

Minnie huddled up into Maddie's side while her beady eyes followed her mum who waited in line for the ice cream. She tucked her toy tighter into her chest and pressed her lips against it again while her feet began to tap against the floor.

When Maddie took a few steps back and sat down on a bench, Jee perched next to her, holding her own teddy in her hands and quietly chatting to it like it was an old friend. And Minnie gingerly looked up at Maddie before tapping her knee, silently asking if she could sit with her.

"Come here," Maddie murmured, lifting the little girl up to sit her down on her knee. She could tell it made Minnie feel better and more secure when she felt Maddie's arms cocoon around her middle. No one could try and grab her or hurt her if she was wrapped up like this. "What's this?"

She pointed at the teddy in Minnie's hands and perched her chin on her niece's shoulder.

"It's daddy," She held the teddy out so Maddie could see her craftwork and the blobbed red ink above the right eye that resembled Evan's birthmark rather well. "Are you older than him?"

The question caught Maddie by surprise and she raised a brow, fighting off a smile as she swayed them from side to side.

"I am, I used to look after your dad when he was little."

"He said I'll be a big sister, like you… but why is daddy taller than you if he's littler?" Minnie liked the thought of being like Maddie, when Evan explained that Maddie was his big sister and she was very important in his life. He said she would be the same to the new baby.

Although Evan would never let history repeat itself where Minnie would have to love and raise her sibling, he didn't want that for anyone, especially not his own kids. As much as Evan loved Maddie for raising him, she shouldn't of had to and she had been the best part of his childhood, but that must have also been the worst part of hers. Forced to grow up, forced to raise him like he was hers rather than her brother.

"He's always been tall, you can't control your height." She watched as Minnie snuggled back into her chest and shifted down a little while her eyes focused on her teddy that was squashed against her chest.

When (Y/n) came back over and sat down next to her, Maddie grinned as Jee shuffled into her side to reach out for an ice cream. Both (Y/n) and Minnie seemed to be a bit calmer than this morning when they decided to come out here.

She knew Evan hadn't been happy when he spoke to her the other day. He was angry that Mark had the nerve to try and hurt (Y/n) in broad daylight, especially when Minnie had been there. (Y/n) had been doing so well going out on her own and feeling more confident in herself, and no Mark had gone and set her progress back miles and Evan just wanted to pummel him for it.

But for now, they would all be okay, and they would have a fun afternoon together.

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Reaching down, (Y/n) kindly took the Fireman Sam teddy held out to her and she stuffed it in her bag hanging on her shoulder. Minnie couldn't carry two teddies at once if she wanted to hold (Y/n)'s hand as well. She had barely let go of her mother's hand at all, too afraid letting go might get them separated or allow someone like the bad man to hurt either of them.

But Minnie had done amazingly well so far. They had walked down the promenade, been along the sea front for a while, and now they were in the arcades.

Maddie had helped Minnie win a dog teddy from a crane machine and that was what Minnie was holding proudly. She wanted to give it to Evan when he came home tonight so she was parading around with it, meaning her Fireman Sam teddy was confined to (Y/n)'s bag for the time being.

When Minnie took her hand again, (Y/n) glanced around the arcade that was just a little too loud for her liking.

She looked across to where Maddie and Jee were just finishing up with one of the water gun games and she and Minnie headed over to them.

"This one! Mama do this one." Jee tugged on Maddie's hand and guided her over to the basketball game. She knew that was one that Maddie had a weakness for and when Maddie raised a brow at (Y/n), she rolled her eyes playfully and nodded.

When Evan was younger and Maddie used to take him to the arcade, this was the game they spent the most time and money on. They would play and play and rack up the tickets because both of them were accustomed players. (Y/n) was happy to take Evan's place and have a battle with her sister in law.

She felt Minnie cuddle up into her side while Jee stood between Maddie's legs, her hands excitedly tapping away on the front of the machine so she could eagerly watch the numbers at the back.

Clicking her spine into place, (Y/n) ran her hand along the side of her stomach where the baby was happily kicking up a fuss. She reached forward when the buzzer went off and grabbed the nearest basketball. (Y/n) liked this game.

"Go mummy!"

"Hurry mama!"

Jee helped roll the basketballs towards Maddie while Minnie clung to (Y/n)'s leg and leant her head against her mum's stomach. Jostling every now and then when (Y/n) had to keep reaching out for the basketballs because waiting for them to fall to the end wasted precious time.

Minnie began to count the scores, shouting out every time (Y/n) scored and she banged her hands on the side of the machine happily when both of them got through to the next round.

"I'm sweating already," (Y/n) mumbled, dragging her fingers through her hair as she clicked her back into place again. Leaning back and forth was starting to cause an ache in her lower back but the competitive streak within her was taking over.

Once the second round started, the hoop began to move from side to side, but it didn't bother either woman. Both of them seemed to be hitting baskets just one second after the other.

"Yay mummy! Round three."

"I don't think I can, you take over for me." (Y/n) took a step back and steered Minnie in front of her. She didn't have the energy for another round, and Maddie's score wasn't enough to get her into a third round which meant (Y/n) had won.

She rolled the basketballs down for Minnie who did her best, getting two or three before the timer ran out.

"Okay, what's next, now that you've beaten me?"

"Horses? Please?" Jee looked up at Maddie and pointed to the miniature merry go round next to the Dance Step game.

"Do you want to have a go?" Maddie looked down at Minnie but she shook her head. She was more interested in the crane machines or the 2p machines rather than the motion rides like that.

Minnie took (Y/n)'s hand again as they followed Maddie over to the merry go round so they could watch Jee. She was younger so this was something she enjoed and preferred and Jee was such a smiley girl that they would be able to take a lot of good photos today. They had gotten some selfies earlier where both girls had ice cream splattered across their faces. It had been a while since (Y/n) had taken any photos that weren't just of Evan or Minnie, so to have a few with Maddie and then some with all four of them was lovely.

Once Jee was perched on the golden horse and the merry go round was slowly spinning in circles, playing a rhythmic, if rather pitched tune, Maddie stood next to (Y/n). The pair of them leaned back against the Dance Step machine with tender grins and Maddie had her phone out, taking a little video.

Glancing behind her, (Y/n) watched the Dance icon stepping from left to right as the arrows lit up the screen. She loved those games, especially when she got to play the old nineties tunes and levelled up to the hard rounds.

"If I wasn't pregnant right now…" She looked wistfully at the machine while she felt Maddie's elbow gently nudging her side.

(Y/n) couldn't try it, not even on the easy level, not with her back playing up, but if they came back to the arcade once the baby was born, that would be the first game she would go on. She and Maddie could have a few rounds and see who could best the other.

When a sudden bang echoed through the overcrowded arcade, (Y/n) glanced to the left and felt a shudder run through her. Someone had backed up into one of the penny machines and the echo caused Minnie to jolt into (Y/n)'s side. Big noises were never a problem, but since the shopping incident, Minnie was viewing everything as a threat.

"It's okay," (Y/n) murmured softly, running her hand through Minnie's hair and brushing the strands away from her eyes.

Minnie dithered at her side, her eyes wide and scanning around the arcade as if she was searching for a threat.

This was why she wanted Evan to come out with them. If he was here, he would pick her up. If Evan was here, he would hold her in his arms and tell her everything was alright and no one would dare mess with him or come near Minnie or her mum if he was here.

But without him, everyone was getting too close. There were teenagers running around and a few men messing around near the machines like they were trying to break into them or shake them until all the coins fell out.

What if one of them came over and tried to hurt (Y/n) again? What if they pushed her or went to hurt Maddie? What if they started saying mean things like the other man did and tried to come near Minnie and Jee? What would they do?

Minnie could feel her heart racing as she cuddled the teddy closer to her chest, binding her arms around it so tight that if it had been breathing, it would of suffocated by now.

When the men continued to bash into the machine, Minnie couldn't find the will to look anywhere else. She could barely feel her mum's fingers running through her hair anymore trying to calm her down. But when the two men turned around and one of them started walking their way, Minnie started to shake.

She twisted to the left and scuttled away, following the patterned carpet like it was a trail guiding her somewhere safer. She weaved between the machines, jumping at every loud note of music that blasted from the machines and each time one of the zombie games let out a gunshot.

Her head tilted down and her arms pinned into her sides as she pelted off in a rush, unsure where exactly she was aiming for. She just wanted to get away and find somewhere safe.

"Minnie- baby no!" Reaching behind her, (Y/n) patted her hand down on Maddie's arm before she tried to hurry after her daughter.

Something had spooked her and she was pelting through the arcade.

(Y/n) shifted her bag strap so it was looped over her neck rather than just her shoulder, allowing her to speed up without losing her bag in the process. She weaved between the machines, holding her breath as she tried to look for her daughter's curly hair or spot the purple dress she was wearing.

Her panicked eyes scanned round as she weaved between parents, racing children and loud teenagers constantly getting in her path. Even though it was clear (Y/n) was trying to hurry after her child before they got separated. She couldn't allow that. Minnie was in a panic and if she got lost she would start to scream or think someone was going to snatch her.

She took a sharp left as her heart jumped into her throat; she was right near the exit. What if Minnie bolted outside? (Y/n) could easily lose her in the sea of people swarming about. Someone could take her hand and drag her away. Minnie could get swept up and wander too far.

Raging thoughts dwelled in her head as her throat clogged up and she couldn't take a proper breath. But just as she was about to rush out the open doors, something caught her eye.

"Minnie no!"

Lurching to the left, (Y/n) reached out for her five year old, but she wasn't quick enough. Minnie scuttled inside the prize drop of the crane machine before (Y/n) could get to her.

"Minnie, Minnie get out of there." (Y/n) dropped to her knees, despite the ache it caused in her lower stomach and the shockwave that it rattled up her spine.

She pushed the flap open and tried to reach her hand up, but Minnie was mewling like a trapped kitten. Her daughter wriggled and screamed, writhing in panic until she managed to shimmy out of the drop zone and climb over the plastic barrier. She tumbled like an acrobat and flopped onto the styrofoam cuttings and mingled in with the Disney Dumbo toys. The five year old curled up like she was trying to somehow blend in or become invisible, her dog toy cuddled to her chest and her head nuzzled against one of the other teddies surrounding her.

Each breath she took finally started to mellow out and she stopped screaming and whining, switching to deep breaths to try and calm back down.

Great.

(Y/n) could feel a wave of anger radiating through her, despite how badly she tried to fight it off when she looked at her daughter.

Why hide in there? She knew she couldn't go messing with the machines, it was dangerous. She could of broken her arm or a leg trying to get up there, it was a good job she was small and nimble.

Now (Y/n) was going to have to find an attendant and get them to unlock the machine to get Minnie out. And people were already starting to notice that there was a little girl hidden in with the toys. The last thing they needed was to cause another scene. Why would Minnie hide in there if she felt scared or spooked? How would being in there give her security or help her?

With a sigh, (Y/n) moved her hands to the glass and heaved herself off her knees and back to her feet. She tilted her head back and pressed her hand to her temple as she let herself lean against the glass separating her from her daughter.

She opened her eyes and jerked back a little when she felt a hand on her shoulder, but she relaxed, seeing it was only Maddie who had Jee sat on her right hip. Maddie seemed to look around, panic fuelling her eyes as she tried to find her niece, but when she looked at the claw machine, her lips pursed and her shoulders dropped.

"Oh," She muttered, fighting back a defeated smile while she squeezed (Y/n)'s arm. "I'll go get someone." She jostled Jee higher on her hip and hurried off to find someone who would have the keys.

"Baby, why'd you get in there?" (Y/n) rested one hand on her hip as she turned to face the glass which she leaned her temple against.

She looked down at her daughter who stayed curled up with her knees imbedded into the styrofoam and her tummy tucked over her legs. The way she looked up with those big doe eyes through her lashes made (Y/n)'s anger fizzle out and a wave of sympathy washed over her instead.

She barely managed to hear Minnie whisper "Bad man." As tears began to trickle down the little girl's face and she stayed cuddled up, wishing everyone crowding round would go away.

(Y/n) pushed off the machine and stood back on her feet properly when Maddie jogged back over with a young man following her. He didn't look much older than nineteen, with floppy hair falling in every direction and he was lazily chewing a piece of gum. The faded, bored look in his eyes brightened a little when he realised there actually was a little girl stuck in one of their machines.

"You can't take anything from the machine, you know that, right?" He raised a bored eyebrow and unclipped the keychain from his belt.

"She's not trying to take a toy, she's frightened." (Y/n) couldn't help but scowl at him as she folded her arms over her stomach and waited for him to unlock the glass door.

He huffed, nodding along as if to appease her while he switched to another key and tried to ram it into the lock.

By the time he switched to the fifth key on his chain, (Y/n) shared an annoyed look with Maddie and inched closer to the machine. Minnie was still cuddled up and the sight of the stranger in front of the machine was making her tremble and cower back. She had tears running down her face and every time she looked over at (Y/n), her lower lip wobbled.

"Do you know what you're doing?" (Y/n) snapped when the next key didn't work either. If he carried on she would take them from him and find the right one herself.

But her jaw dropped and she heard Maddie let out a disgruntled noise when they both watched the last key wriggle in the lock and suddenly, it snapped. Half the metal key stayed rammed in the lock while the end broke off in the attendant's hand.

His jaw dropped and those tired, unbothered eyes finally widened as shock plastered across his face. That clearly wasn't part of the plan and he hadn't done this before. No kid had managed to climb into the machine. Many had tried, some got into the prize drop area before their parents dragged them out. And a lot of stupid teenagers got their arms caught trying to reach up for a prize. But now the door was jammed, and Minnie was too unsettled to scramble back down. She could hurt herself trying to wriggle back down that thin prize drop zone.

"Oh shit." He mumbled to himself and he looked petrified when he turned to look at both women who were now glaring daggers into him.

"Well? What are you going to do now?" Maddie sounded stern and authoritive but she could feel herself getting angry when he shrugged.

"Lady, I- I don't have another key, anyway it's jammed."

He actually flinched when he heard (Y/n) mutter 'stupid boy' under her breath and when she gave his shoulder a forceful nudge, he took the hint. He backed up and stood to one side, deciding to tell other people to move on and stop crowding round.

"I guess I'm calling Evan." (Y/n) laughed cynically and fished around in her bag for her phone. She needed the fire department to come down here and bust this lock open to get her daughter out. And who better than her partner and his team to do the honours?

She stood to one side, staying close to the machine while Maddie moved over and looked down at Minnie, quietly asking if she was alright in there.

"Hi sweetheart, how's it going? Did you all go out somewhere?" Evan's voice made butterflies ignite in (Y/n)'s stomach and she fidgeted on the spot when she felt the baby moving too.

"Are you out on a call?"

"We're just about to head back to the station, why? Is everything okay?"

"Evan… could- could you and the team swing by and help us? We're at the arcades, and Minnie's got a bit, stuck."

It felt like too much to ask, but if she didn't ask or if Evan said they couldn't, she would have to call 911 anyway and get a different fire service to come out and help them. (Y/n) didn't want to bother Evan at work, she had never rang him at work before until two weeks ago after the whole supermarket fiasco. Now here she was, doing it again.

"Uh, stuck how?" Apprehension flooded Evan's voice but (Y/n) could hear him moving about and she just knew he was already getting the team ready to come down to them.

"She's inside a crane machine." (Y/n) darted her eyes over to Minnie who was sniffling, but she was listening attentively to Maddie who was trying to chat to her and keep her from fretting.

"Shit. Text me the address, we're coming now baby."

(Y/n) said her goodbyes and quickly sent a text to say which arcade they were in. Although by the time the team got here, people would be talking and murmuring and hovering around so it would be easy enough to see which one the commotion was in.

She leaned her head back against the machine and tapped her phone against her thigh as she looked down at Minnie.

"Your dad's coming to get you out." (Y/n) managed a tepid smile when Maddie jostled Jee on her hip, murmuring that she was going to see her dad too. At least the boys would get to see them for a little while, and both girls would be over the moon at seeing their dads on the job. Although this wasn't the best of circumstances.

"Daddy?"

A smile pulled at Minnie's lips as she lifted her head and wiped her nose against her sleeve. Locking eyes with her mum who rose a brow.

"Don't tell me you got in there so I could call your dad to come and get you out." She doubted that was Minnie's intention, she had been petrified of something and gone into panic mode. But she could see Minnie was calming down already at the thought of Evan coming to the rescue.

***

Evan looped the tool kit over his shoulder and spun away from the truck with a look of concentration plastered across his face.

He could feel Eddie and Chimney hovering close behind him as he walked away from the truck and headed over to the promenade. This wasn't the kind of callout he was expecting today. When (Y/n) called, he thought she would be telling him that they had gone out and had a good day, or that they only went out for a little while and then headed back home. He wasn't expecting to be told Minnie had scuttled into one of the arcade machines, for some very strange reason he wasn't sure of yet.

At least this was preferable to the phone call he'd had the other week. Never again did Evan want a stranger answering (Y/n)'s phone, trying desperately to tell him that there was some kind of incident involving his family at the store. He wasn't ready to be rushing from the station down to the shops, fretting that he would have to take his girls to the hospital.

"Why are we here, again?" Hen hurried to keep up with the rest of them, looping a medic bag on her shoulder just in case they needed to assess anyone.

"For some unknown reason, my daughter's managed to climb into one of the prize machines."

Evan jogged a bit faster as he spoke and rounded the corner. He had memorised the address (Y/n) sent to him, but he didn't really need it. There were people hovering outside the third arcade down the promenade and Evan would bet that was where his family was.

"Excuse me." He politely weaved between the families and teens all moving around, pretending to play on the games when really, they were trying to get a look at what was going on.

He saw Maddie first. He rested his hand down on her shoulder and grinned softly at Jee who was in her arm, looking very tired.

"Hi," Maddie squeezed his wrist and took a few steps back to let him get in front of her and see the scene. And when her sights set on Chimney, she moved over to him, letting their daughter scuttle into his arms as she squealed. She hadn't been expecting to see her dad here, in his uniform.

A wary smile pulled at (Y/n)'s lips that were curved around her thumb as she had been biting her nails for the last ten minutes. She pushed off the machine she had been leaning against like a guard, protecting her daughter from anyone and everyone passing by.

The moment Evan was within reach, (Y/n) looped her arms around his neck and pushed up on her tiptoes to be level with him. She kissed his cheek while his left arm bound tight around her waist and he pulled her into his chest.

He dropped the tool kit down by his feet, briefly skimming his fingers across (Y/n)'s stomach before he leaned back to look down at her.

"Dare I ask why she's in there?" His eyes darted between the machine and (Y/n), noting that Minnie hadn't realised yet that he was here.

"She got scared and ran off, but I don't know why she clambered in there." (Y/n) felt like she could of melted on the spot when Evan hummed and pressed a tender kiss to her temple. She could feel his thumb stroking up and down her back while he slowly inched her backwards until he was in front of the machine.

When he unravelled his arms from (Y/n), Evan tapped his knuckles against the glass and placed both hands on his hips. He arched a brow and tilted his head down when Minnie's head shot up and a mixture of surprise and awe lit up her teary face when she realised Evan was here. Part of her hadn't believed that he would come down to get her out.

"Minnie Buckley."

The five year old scurried round so she was sitting up rather than lying down and she pinned the teddy she rightfully won earlier against her chest. The way she looked up at Evan through her lashes already had his heart melting and whatever sternness he had about him was starting to fade away.

"Let's get you out of there," He sighed and crouched down to rummage through the bag and see what he could find.

When he lifted his head, he frowned and tilted his head to one side as his fingers traced the lock. Someone had jammed the wrong key in and snapped it. No wonder they couldn't get her out.

"Okay," He grabbed a few tools and stood up to his full height again. At least Minnie had gotten into one of the larger crane machines, she seemed to have a lot of room in there which meant she hadn't panicked or gotten claustraphobic yet. "Shuffle back out the way, baby."

He waved his hand until she took the hint and inched back until she was pressed up against the back of the machine.

(Y/n) took a few more steps out the way when Eddie walked over to her, a kind smile on his face as he moved to stand beside Evan. He helped Evan wriggle the lock until they got the jammed piece of metal from the lock. And Evan switched tools, using a few picks and metal hooks while Eddie twisted the bolt lock with a wrench and the managed to break it.

Once the lock was broken and loose in the glass door, Evan curled his hand into a fist and bashed it against the lock. In one swift movement, the metal lock dropped into the machine, disappearing into the styrofoam. Which allowed Evan to hook his finger into the glass door and pull it open.

He took a step back, unable to stop the gracious smile from pulling at his lips and the moment he opened his arms, Minnie scrambled forward. She looped her arms- and the teddy- around Evan's neck and jumped so he could pick her up and cuddle her against his chest.

His lips attached to the top of her head and he moved over to the side while Eddie stuffed the tools back into the bag and moved over to Hen and Bobby. The three of them would take a wander round and wait back at the truck while Evan and Chimney finished up here with their families.

(Y/n) curled her hands around Evan's bicep and leaned her cheek against his shoulder, murmuring a soft "Thank you," into his arm while he kissed the top of her head.

After a few moments of running his hand up and down Minnie's back, Evan tilted backwards to look down at her and he rose a brow when she gingerly looked up at him through her lashes.

"Minnie, why'd you climb in there? You know that's naughty."

They both knew he never used her name unless it was serious or she was in trouble. Hearing her name from Evan's lips made her shudder and she tilted forward to bury her face in his shirt, but Evan wasn't having any of it. He held her in his right arm while his other hand gently but firmly gripped her chin and tilted her head back so she was looking at him again.

"What were you doing?" They needed to know. They had to know why she thought climbing into there was a better idea than staying with (Y/n) or simply running away if something was frightening.

She couldn't do that again because she wasn't going to fit into cramped places like that. She was lucky she was slim enough to get into that machine without becoming stuck or gaining a bad injury. Evan was more than happy to come down here and be the one to get her out of that machine, but he had to at least understand what Minnie had been up to and make sure she knew it was dangerous to do that.

"There was a bad man, hitting the machines… he- he couldn't get me out of there, could he?"

Evan's eyes darted over to (Y/n) and she could see the panic lighting him up like a Christmas tree, so she squeezed his arm and shook her head. Mark wasn't here. They hadn't been in any danger.

"Someone was getting rowdy, messing with the machines, she must have thought he would do something." She ran a hand down her face, warding off tears. Not only had Mark set (Y/n) back in her recovery, but now he had petrified Minnie too, and (Y/n) wanted to keep him as far away from her daughter as possible. She left him so he couldn't inflict any pain or panic onto her, but he had still managed it.

Minnie thought someone was going to hurt them and she had seen a chance to get away. If her mum couldn't get her out of that machine, then neither could a bad man.

With a sigh, Evan pressed his lips to the top of her head and peppered kisses up and down her temple and cheek. His hand smoothed up and down her back as he swayed them from left to right.

"No, no he couldn't, but you could of gotten stuck or hurt. If anything like that happens again, you don't leave mummy or aunt Maddie, okay? You just wait for me to come get you."

He felt her snuggle deeper into his chest with her head tucked safely beneath his chin and he smiled softly. His lips continued to pepper kisses against the top of her head while he reached one arm out to tuck (Y/n) up into his side. The three of them slowly made their way outside to where Maddie, Chimney and Jee were stood on the promenade.

"Please don't do that again, baby." Evan murmured into Minnie's hair. He didn't want to tell her off when she had been frightened and rightfully wanted to stay safe. But he didn't want the next phone call to be saying that Minnie had broken her arm or her leg or that she had gotten trapped. It would be a lot harder to get her out of one of those machines or something just like it if she was stuck and distressed and they had to cut through metal to reach her.

Minnie gingerly leaned her head back and unravelled one arm from Evan's neck so she could show him the toy dog she had won on one of the other machines. She watched as Evan raised a brow and reached his hand up to observe the toy.

"I won this for you daddy." Her voice was quiet and soft and very drained, making Evan sure that when he got home tonight, she would be fast asleep.

"For me?" When she nodded, Evan pecked her cheek and nuzzled his nose against hers. "Thank you, little mouse."

[arthursfuckinghat]

Arthur and Weetabix 𑁦𐂂𑁦 The Heartlands

[hypernova-writes]

KinkTober Day 7

[Public Sex - Sniper]

“Gotta be Quiet ‘roo don’t want the fellas to know how much of a slut you are..”

“Are you sure about this ‘Roo?..”

“Yes, Please Sniper..I promise i won’t be too loud..”

Sniper chuckles as he smirks at you. You joined him up in the watch tower today as the battle was going on, wanting to be close to your partner and frankly being tired all together.

You were quiet most of the time, but then you started paying more attention to your boyfriend. You always think that Sniper looks hot when he’s sniping. The concentration on his face, the little smirk he does when he lands a shot or the growl of frustration he lets out when he misses has you clenching your legs.

“Mick..” You start off softly and he hums in a knowledgement, meaning ‘Continue he’s listening’.

“I know this is a terrible time to ask..but”

“You want me to fuck your brains out. Don’t You?”

You turn a bright red and look away slightly in embarrassment, it left you Stuttering and He only laughs softly.

“I-is it that obvious?..”

“Sheila you keep staring at me like I’m a fresh pack of meat…Yea it’s obvious.”

You watched as he moves back to sit on the wall. He smirks as he starts unbuttoning his pants, shimming them down just enough so you could watch his cock spring out, precum already oozing from it.

“C’mon..ride me. We got time..match is slow anyways.”

“W-wait huh?..”

Sniper tilts his head a bed, before beckoning you forward. You bite your bottom lip and you finally make your way over to him, you slowly removed your bottoms and found yourself hovering over his cock.

“Mick..are you sure babe?..I Mean I-nigh..fuck~!”

You didn’t get a chance to continue as he grips your hips, bringing your down on his cock, bottoming out fully. You lean forward on him as he guides your movements, setting the pace for you. All you could do was whimper and moan as you bounced on him.

“Look at you, comin’ up to my watch tower, with those little fuck me eyes..”

“Now you’re a moaning mess, riding me, moaning out like our team could hear you..”

“But you’d like that wouldn’t..my little fucking slut..You’d like the other mercs hearing how well you take cock..”

You whined as his words were going straight to your cunt, Sniper chuckles as he smacks your ass, enjoying the little yelp that left you.

The gunfire and screaming were loud in your ears, but not as loud as Sniper’s growling in your ears.

You buried your head in the crook of his neck and just let him take control, the way he bucked his hips up into you had your mind fuzzy and all you could think about was Sniper.

“Mhm..felt ya tighten around me..You gonna cum baby? You gonna make a mess on my cock?..”

“Ngh..fuck imagining you..alll stuffed full of my cum, having to go back to battle like nothin’ didn’t happen up here..ngh..fuck..”

“M-mick~!..”

“Yea..yea..? Scream my name some more Sheila..let all of the fucking base know who’s fuckin’ you like this..”

Your eyes rolled back as you grind down to meet his thrusts, your orgasm washing over you like a harsh tidal wave, and the moans that left your mouth were down near pornographic.

Sniper followed soon more, bucking up into you one final time as he hugged you close to him, ensuring that he filled you to the brim.

When the two of you finally came down from your highs, Sniper chuckles as he kisses your forehead.

“You still with me Sheila…?”

You mumble something and he shakes his head, “Don’t worry, match is damn near over, although..i think your moans might’ve been hear by the enemy team.”

Sniper sits up to grab his rifle, firing and hitting the BLU Scout who was down there listening. “Gotch. Nosey fuck.”

He then looks back at you, who’s curled up wrapped in a little blanket he kept up here for you, you looked adorable. With your cute little fucked out face, he could see his cum leaking from you and he groans in irritation.

Fuck he’s hard again.

“Sheila…You up for a round two?”

♡ hii hope you guys enjoy this one~ Sniper is my husband/hj,

so I kinda went ham on this one—

[robinsnest2111]

utterly insane about this veil. who wants to make me their gothy groom in unholy matrimony lmao

[blckbrrybasket]

13. “Melting With You”

Stu Macher x Mickey Aliteri x Gn!Reader

꒰Double Penetration꒱ - 994

• brief mention of murder, poly relationship, unprotected sex, Mickey and Stu banter

kinktober m.list

Having two murderous boyfriends should be a recipe for disaster, but you somehow made it work. Most of the petty arguments between them wasn’t about the murders, but about who could have you for the night. Neither of them disliked you sucking them off, in fact it was one of their favorite things ever, but being able to actually fuck you was leagues above fucking your mouth.

So when you offered for them to fuck the same hole at once they were over. the. moon. After working you up for a while, the two of them knelt behind you. “I’ll go first,” Stu glanced at Mickey with a smug smile. Mickey rolled his eyes, helping you up so Stu could lay on the bed.

Mickey ran his hand over your head, kissing the side of your face as you laughed faintly at Mickey’s self-restraint versus Stu’s eagerness. You turned your head to let him steal a kiss, sweet and soft. Mickey bit your bottom lip faintly, smiling around it when you snickered. A light smack on your thigh came from Stu, wanting you to get on with it.

“Quit hogging ‘em, man,” he held his hands out, sliding them into yours to tug you down. He chuckled when your chest landed on his with a little ‘oof’. Mickey rolled his eyes at Stu, situating your legs so you had enough space. Stu pressed a kiss to your temple, swatting your ass.

His hand dug into the skin, pulling it to the side to spread you apart. Mickey tutted, leaning down to grab Stu’s dick. “Ready, babe?” Stu grinned, looking down the expanse of your body. You nodded and looked over your shoulder, unable to see most of what was happening.

Mickey guided Stu to where they had consciously stretched you, sliding his dick in you. Stu hissed, bucking his hips up to slide the rest of the way into where you had been fucked open. You whined, laying your head on Stu’s chest. His arms came around your waist, planting his feet on the bed to thrust in shallowly.

“Stu,” Mickey huffed, pinching his hip to stop him. Stu scoffed jokingly, resting his chin on top of your head. His hips stayed lightly, struggling only slightly with the effort of keeping you up for Mickey. “Hurry up, Mick. I’m dyin’ here, man.” “I’d be able to if you weren’t moving so damn much.”

Stu simply laughed, holding onto you as Mickey tried to bicker with him. Mickey held his cock, his tip popping in making him exhale heavily. “Breathe,” he reminded you, lightly pressing on your back. You exhaled, opening up for him to press all the way in. Mickey pressed forward, using the extra space for you to stretch around him and Stu.

Stu’s amusement fell away as he panted at the feeling, your pliant body greedily sucking Mickey in while keeping Stu inside. It felt like hours before he finally bottoms out drawing your hips flush with his. Mickey’s dick sat heavily next to his, rubbing together within your warm walls. “Holy shit,” Mickey exhaled, closing his eyes. He kept his hand on your back, beginning to pull out when you were relaxed enough. 

The movement drew a whine from your throat, your hands grabbing at Stu. He grabbed at them, wrapping one of his hands around your wrists. “I know, I know,” Stu acknowledged, lifting his hips up. He pushed in as Mickey pulled out and vice versa. You felt boneless between them, unable to touch yourself as Stu held onto your hands.

Burying your face in Stu’s shoulder, you were unable to see the look they exchanged, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting back into you in sync. You moaned loudly, body lurching forward against Stu. “Oh shit,” you whined. Stu snickered while Mickey bit his lip in concentration.

They focused on keeping their movements simultaneous, struggling not to lose their tempo to your enticing body. If Mickey could, he’d bury his cock into you and never part. However, that wasn’t the plan for tonight. 

Stu’s mouth hung open as he laughed in awe, thrusting up with purpose. Mickey kept himself kneeled between your legs, nearly laying over your back. The two boys kissed over your neck, sweat and saliva covering your skin.

“Stu..Mickey!” You moaned, pulling your head up to give them more space to suck on your neck. They grinned predatorily against your neck, hips speeding up to make you reach that point. The feeling of them fucking into you, against each other was intoxicating. Their thrusts became uncoordinated as they neared their orgasms.

“Are you close?” Mickey panted in your ear, smirking when you nodded. “Then I guess we’ll have to double down,” Stu finished the remark, reading Mickey’s mind perfectly.

Mickey gripped your hips, Stu’s hand on your wrists pulling them up to hold your upper body up as they pounded into you. He studied your face screwed up in pleasure, throbbing within you. “Come on, babe, come on.” Your head hung forward as you cried out, clenching around them. Stu was the first to cum, shooting thick ropes into you.

Feeling him fill you up you came, shaking in their grip as Mickey drove his cock back in. He stilled, dick kicking as he shot his own cum within your walls. You could feel every twitch of their dicks inside you, spurts of cum painting your walls. Mickey ground forward, drawing out your pleasure as he held himself up by his grip on your hips.

Every thrust sends their cum spilling from your loose hole, smearing over the bases of their cocks. All three of your moans and whines filled the room, sweaty bodies laying on top of each other. “We’ve gotta do that more often,” Stu breathed, head tilting back onto the bed as you three came to a stop. You whimpered in response, Mickey kissing your bare shoulder in agreement.

tags: @babybatlover, @starrgurl46, @wowzers-07, @nenukkjhj, @morgan0lw21, @kinokomoonshine, @slut4ddn, @adventures-of-impala

[seresinsbabe]

Trapped

"I can't pull out with your legs wrapped around me like that"

Prompt request from @kmc1989 for my 1K celebration!

Pairing: Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+! MDNI! Smut, p in v, unprotected sex (be smart with your parts)

Ash's 1K Celebration

pure smut below the cut!

Sex and sweat permeated the air. The room was hot, not only because the air conditioning had gone out, but because Mickey was currently buried to the hilt inside of you. His cock dragging against your walls and drawing delicious moans from you with each stroke.

Having sex in the middle of summer in San Diego on your third floor apartment with no a/c probably wasn't the brightest idea, but neither of you could really help it. And neither of you really cared. If you went out from a sex induced heat stroke that was fine by you.

"Mick," you whined, your head lolling to the side when his thumb came into contact with your clit.

"I know baby, me too." A drop of sweat dripped down from his forehead, landing in the mess of your hair splayed out on the pillow beneath you.

Another well aimed thrust had your legs circling his waist, locking at your ankles to keep him as deep inside of you as you could.

You could feel he was close, the way his cock twitched.

"Babe, I can't pull out," he huffed, trying to stave off his impending orgasm which in turn staved off your own. "Gotta unwrap your legs." You pouted and whined again, but relented, unwrapping your legs.

"Fuck it," Mickey grunted and put your legs right back. "I wanna fill you up."

You grinned and locked your ankles, bucking your hips up to meet his own. "Fill me up daddy."

[ange1sang]

kinktober d.2: gallavich + overstimulation

minors + under 18s pls do not interact ty

gallavich (ian x mickey); 716 words, smut, soft, blowjobs, overstimulation

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

Mickey’s pretty sure those are his favourite words to hear from his husband. At the very least they’re a close second to all the sappy I love yous he hears everyday. Ian threads his fingers through Mickey’s hair, tugging just hard enough to make him moan around Ian’s dick. He lowers his face, taking Ian all the way so that he’s practically buried in his throat, and swallows, watching how it makes Ian’s jaw drop and brows furrow. If his mouth weren’t so full of cock right now the sight would have Mickey grinning from ear to ear.

“Fuck,” Ian groans, hips bucking up and fucking himself deeper into Mickey’s mouth. “Fuck, Mick.”

Ian’s nails dig into Mickey’s scalp and then he’s cumming, Mickey’s name falling from his lips like it’s the only thing he knows how to say and his thighs tensing beneath Mickey’s touch. Mickey thinks he could listen to him say his name like that over and over for the rest of his life (maybe that’s his second favourite thing to hear Ian say).

Mickey lifts his head, spit and cum trailing from his lips to the head of Ian’s dick as he sucks in a long breath, smiling at a flushed, fucked-out Ian.

“Good?” he asks, wrapping his hand around Ian’s dick and rubbing his thumb around the head. He watches, enthralled, as even the slightest touch makes Ian twitch.

“Amazing,” Ian mumbles, eyes shut and lips still parted as he tries to catch his breath. Mickey bites his lip, stroking Ian from the base up to the head with slow, purposeful movements. It isn’t until a few moments later that Ian hisses, hips jerking and eyes opening to shoot Mickey a glare. A glare that makes him snort. “What’re you doin’?”

“Just getting you off,” Mickey deadpans, trying his hardest not to giggle when Ian’s next words are cut off by a sharp moan. He squeezes Ian’s balls, all sticky with spit and cum, then leans down and presses an open-mouthed kiss to his frenulum, which immediately has Ian grabbing his hair again, hands all twitchy.

“You already — God — did that, Mick,” he grumbles, but despite the protests and his fingers slowly curling tighter around Mickey’s hair he doesn’t move away from his touches. Not even when Mickey raises an eyebrow and drags his tongue up along his length, or when he wraps his lips around the head of his cock and sucks like it’s a lollipop. A dark flush climbs Ian’s cheeks and grows across his chest, back arching up off the mattress. “Fuck, baby.”

“Think I can make you cum again?” Mickey teases, immediately receiving a slew of curse words in response. He smiles, watching how every stroke has Ian’s hips jutting forward to try and get away from the stimulation. All it really does is fuck his cock into Mickey’s fist, his thumb pressed up against the underside so each stroke has him touching every sensitive spot. Mickey leans in and kisses the tip, swirls his tongue around it and feels Ian’s dick throb in his hand. “I think I can.”

“You’re insane,” Ian grits out. He’s already opening his mouth to complain again when Mickey takes him in his mouth, tongue pressing on his frenulum. “Fucking— fuck!”

Mickey hums through his orgasm, just to push him right to the edge of too much, and eagerly swallows the half-hearted load of cum. When he comes up for air this time Ian immediately grabs him by the arm and pulls him to his side, away from his sensitive dick.

“Told you I could make you cum twice,” Mickey jokes, pressing a soft kiss to his husband’s pink cheek, right on his favourite patch of freckles. The sentence earns him another glare, one that has him giggling.

“Asshole,” Ian sighs. Normally, Mickey would bite back, but considering the way Ian’s chest is still heaving he lets him have this one. “I can’t feel my legs.”

“Alright, drama queen, I’ll go get you a glass of juice in a second,” Mickey reassures him. A dopey smile spreads over Ian’s lips. Mickey already knows what’s coming as soon as he sees it. His favourite words from his favourite person.

“Love you, Mick.”

He smiles.

“Love you too, Ian.”