Fuck do i miss the way things were ' back in the day' I had fucking friends, had a life,and got spun when tf i wanted.. Now... My ppl are gone or cant b trusted, my home feels like my prison, and the ice disappeared as the ppl did...
I just fucking miss having party buddies n being able to get out the house n b crazy.. 🙄☠️
This week's @galladrabbles is based on the prompt "mush" from @tsuga-of-mars.
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“You gonna be a good boy?” Ian asks, trailing his hand from the collar around Mickey’s neck to the harness stretched across the muscled planes of his back.
He means for it to come out hard and sexy, but the weed has gone straight to his head, and Mickey is just so hot, and playing like this is fun, and he just feels so light and silly and good—he can’t even help what happens next.
Gripping onto the leather he pulls back on the harness, slaps Mickey’s ass and barks, “Mush! Mush!” before dissolving into a fit of giggles.