[ his fingers curl into tight fists as ian pushes in, and mickey's biting down into his lower lip as he feels his boyfriend's cock spread his body, the familiar sting of pain that he loves there, a tint deeper with the time he's been without him. a moan goes muffled into the comforter while he feels ian's voice rumble low in his chest, against his back. ]
I know it might be a shock— [ a shift of ian's hips and mickey's breathing hitches, sharp inhale interrupting him as his body shudders around ian. god, he's missed this. a month is too fucking long. ] But my fingers are a little smaller than your dick.
[ especially considering ian has the most incredible cock mickey's ever seen, but maybe he's a bit biased. ]
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I know it might be a shock— [ a shift of ian's hips and mickey's breathing hitches, sharp inhale interrupting him as his body shudders around ian. god, he's missed this. a month is too fucking long. ] But my fingers are a little smaller than your dick.
[ especially considering ian has the most incredible cock mickey's ever seen, but maybe he's a bit biased. ]