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navybrat817 · 6 months

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Pairing: Mickey Henry x Female Reader Summary: Mickey is bad for you, but you just can't stay away. Word Count: Over 2.1k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, semi-public fingering, implied public sex, unhealthy relationship, codependency, bittersweet, spooky vibes, Mickey Henry (he's a warning, okay?). A/N: Fic #3 for Navy's Trick or Treat Nonsense! @tavners , thank you for suggesting Mickey and semi-public sex! I hope I did it justice. ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @firefly-graphics and Mickey edit by @rainbowkisses31 . Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Mickey was like a drug to you. His touch sent dopamine through your body, the pleasurable sensation bringing you to new heights again and again. You needed more of him to satisfy your craving. He delivered every single time.

But being addicted to a man as free spirited as him was like trying to catch the wind in your hand. He slipped through your fingers quicker than sand. When the inevitable comedown happened, it left you disappointed with the harsh reality that he would never truly be yours. So you walked away.

Until he called you back to him.

"It's the Halloween bash. C'mon. We'll have fun."

You should’ve had the strength to ignore him or say “no”, but you were helpless to resist his call. You asked for the address when you messaged him back and hoped you didn’t sound too eager. One night wouldn’t hurt. You’d only stay long enough to make an appearance and you’d be on your way. Besides, it was a party and Mickey had a job to do.

He wouldn’t notice if you left early.

“Better not bail on me or you’ll hurt my feelings. And I’ll hunt you down.”

You wouldn’t dream of bailing on him. The thought of hurting his feelings produced a pain in your chest so great that you thought your heart would give out. That was one of the things that scared you about Mickey. You gave so much of yourself away and did you get enough in return?

It would be fun if he hunted me down.

The day leading up to the party was a blur, your stomach twisted in knots as you got ready. You had no reason to be nervous. It was a night of fun to be had and nothing more. As long as you didn’t let Mickey suck you back in, you’d be fine.

There was a line out the door of the club as you arrived and you wondered just how long people were waiting to get in. Mickey instructed you to give your name to the bouncer, which you did. For a second, you didn’t expect your name to be on the list. He could’ve done it as a prank to get back at you for walking away. It was a silly thought. He was many things, but he wasn’t cruel.

Still, you let out a sigh of relief as the bouncer let you go right in. If that wouldn’t have worked, you would’ve tried to flirt with him. Your slutty angel costume left little to the imagination, which was both sexy and ironic. You never felt angelic or innocent around Mickey, but it was fun to be in his presence.

The halo fell from my head a long time ago.

Orange and purple strobe lights flashed in time with the music, giving the club a perfect Halloween glow as the bodies moved along the dance floor. The array of costumes brought a smile to your face. Everyone was having fun, uncaring of what happened tonight. Problems would still be there tomorrow, so why not let loose?

“There you are.”

You heard Mickey over the music and blinked a few times, not remembering walking through the crowd to get to his booth. Your throat constricted as the two of you locked eyes. While you were some form of an angel, he had demon horns and an open red shirt. The light around him accentuated his muscles and gave him an ominous glow as he walked around the table, grinning as held out a hand for you.

It only took you a second to take it.

“Knew you couldn’t resist my invitation,” he said, jumping down to join you on the floor instead of pulling you up to the booth. “Though a small part of me wants to punish you for staying away for so long. Why did you run away from me?”

Part of the charm of Mickey was that he didn’t come across as arrogant. Playful, the life of the party, and someone who encouraged you to make the best out of bad situations, but never full of himself. You admired that. He was also unreliable, too spontaneous. A distorted dream of a man that you could never have.

“You know why I left,” you reminded him, putting your arms around his shoulders. “But we could both use some fun, so why not take you up on your offer?”

“And that’s just what I am, aren’t I? A good time,” Mickey smiled, slipping an arm around your waist to drag you against him. “Everyone’s having a good time tonight.”

Even if you didn't leave at the end of the night with Mickey, you knew it wouldn't be a boring evening. Watching him in his element was hotter than you cared to admit, the gorgeous man making everyone get lost in the music and atmosphere. It was like he encouraged people to lose their inhibitions. No one cared about the consequences.

They lived like there was no tomorrow.

The flashing lights reflected off his blue eyes as you gazed at him, but they almost looked black. “We can’t have too much fun,” you teased as he began to grind his hips against yours.

“Why not?”

You sighed and wondered if he was trying to goad you or if he really didn't get it. “Because we both know how this’ll end and I'm a little tired of it.”

Mickey would happily go on his way while you were left with a void in your soul. The worst part was you were certain he didn’t do it on purpose. The bond between the two of you wasn’t pure enough to be love, so why would you expect him to treat you like you were his other half?

“Why does it have to end at all? C'mon. You and I always have fun together,” he argued, grabbing your chin with a firm hand so he could lick you from your chin to your forehead. “Besides. Your aura is so delicious. I've missed it.”

A lustful sigh left your lungs before you attempted to step back. The smile on his face looked strange. “My aura? What the fuck are you talking about?”

Mickey threw his head back as he laughed, his chest shaking as his fingers dug into your hip. He sometimes struck you as a man more intelligent and deeper than he let on, but always swayed you from those thoughts with a slip of his tongue or the slide of his cock. He was lust in human form. But he led you down a path with no end.

So why did you follow him?

“You know what I mean. Your whole glow screams lust. And lust is a sin that feeds itself and grows,” he said as he pushed your costume up your thigh. It didn’t matter that there were others close by where anyone could see. And you didn’t put up a fight. It wouldn't be the first time you fooled around with people mere feet away. That was part of the fun. “But I don't need to feed myself with you around. You feed me plenty.”

At that moment, you almost wondered if Mickey’s costume was real as he hooked a finger in your panties and moved them aside. He could easily lure people in under the guise of a good time. Lost in his hypnotic gaze, you moaned as his finger circled your hole. “It's like you really are a demon,” you breathed as one finger pushed inside you, making you clamp around him.

His teeth flashed in a wicked smile as the digit moved in shallow thrusts. “Demons come in all forms. All shapes and sizes,” he said as you frowned. He had to be kidding. “This city is my playground with plenty of people to play with.”

You smiled after a second, playing along. “Is that what you're doing? Playing with me?”

“You make it easy to play with, even when I have to chase you. Though I didn't exactly chase you, did I? All it took was a text,” he said, though you didn't feel insulted at the implication of how easy it was to get you there. “And dressing up like an angel? You’re far from being immune to temptation.”

It wasn't fear that moved through you, but your smile slipped all the same even as he dragged a finger in and out of you. “I, oh, was kidding about the whole demon thing.”

The gorgeous grin was back on his face. “So was I.”

He sealed his lips against yours as he pushed another finger in, the feeling making your head spin as you rocked your hips. Wantonly, you practically humped his hand as he took what he wanted from you. It was pathetic that you allowed him in so easily, but didn’t he always make you feel good?

“You’re bad for me,” you whined, gasping when he bit down on your bottom lip.

“The worst,” he agreed, pressing his palm hard against your clit. “But you’re so good for me, aren’t you? Such a good girl.”

The praise warmed you as your moans got louder.

“I could fuck anyone here tonight, but it’s you I want,” he went on, curling his fingers just the way you needed him to. “My filthy, desperate angel. You’ll let me do whatever I want to you and you won’t stop me. Do you know how good that makes me feel that you want me so badly?”

You wanted to argue that he was wrong, but how could you deny his words when you were so close? And he was right. He could fuck anyone he wanted, but his fingers were deep inside you because you were special. You meant something to him.

Right?

“You want me, too,” you stated, but the words came out like a whimper, lost in the music.

“Of course, I do. You’re my favorite. That’s why I wanted you here with me tonight,” he smirked, the words as empty as how you felt when the sun came up. But you believed him because you wanted to believe him. That it didn’t matter if he took other lovers because they didn’t mean anything to him. He was still your addiction and you wanted to get high. “Now come on my fingers. I know you can do it.”

With a shudder, you did as he said and soaked his fingers with your juices. He licked into your mouth as it went slack from pleasure, an almost smug hum reverbirating as the digits continued to glide along your walls. The familiar haze washed over you as he guided you through your orgasm. If anyone around you noticed, they didn’t care.

Neither did you.

“Delicious,” he purred as he drew his fingers out and shoved them into your mouth. “How do you feel?”

Licking your taste from his fingers, you swallowed with a heavy heart. “Empty,” you admitted, the high crashing even sooner than usual. You hated it. You wanted it to go away.

You needed to go, but your feet wouldn't allow you to move.

He didn’t look at all offended by your answer. Instead, a pleased smile spread across his face. “That’s because my fingers are never enough. You need my cock.”

You both knew you weren't going anywhere. Why argue? “I need your cock,” you agreed. All he had to do was fill you up and it would make it better.

“Bend over my table and I’ll give it to you,” he promised with a glint in his eye. It was like staring into an abyss and you wondered how deep it went. Would you ever reach the bottom if you fell?

“But the crowd-”

“They won’t even notice. They'll just think we're grinding to the music,” he said, gracefully hopping on the stage as you followed with shaky limbs. “And even if they did, who gives a fuck? They’ll wish they were in your place, but they never will be. You know why?”

“Because I’m special?”

“Yeah, you are. My favorite angel who feeds me well,” he assured you, the void in your chest slowly starting to grow smaller as he brought your back to his chest. “But don’t ever walk away from me again, okay? It'll only hurt us both.”

There was no sarcasm in his tone. Only truth.

“I won't walk away,” you said, letting him pull your dress up again as he pressed his clothed cock against your ass.

You'd always come back if he called.

“That's my girl” he praised, lightly biting your earlobe. “Now hold onto the table so we can have some real fun.”

With a nod and a smile, you fell into the abyss.

Why is he so pretty? Love and thanks for reading! 🧡

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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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saiyanprincessswanie · 6 months

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SaiyanPrincessSwanie - Reading List Week 169 & 170

Welcome to Weeks 169 & 170

A/N: Thank you again to those who gave me recommendations for fanfics. Especially all the Kinktober goodies. 💜 This week had me reading 60 fics. Absolutely amazing stuff here.

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal-boosting them. The author is listed next to the title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community. 💜💜

Click HERE to see what I will or won’t read. This is very important.

Click HERE for past reading lists.

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Please make sure you’re reading the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff. Do Not Read if you are under 18 years old. These stories are meant for adults only. You’re responsible for your own media consumption.

Page-break by @whimsicalrogers

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I love you 3000 💜 Missy

Falling in Love with You - (Bucky x Reader) - @/saiyanprincessswanie

Trapped in the unknown - @nekoannie-chan

Bad Moon Rising - @spectre-posts

Mine to Keep - (Scott L x Reader) - @the-soulofdevil

Kinktober 2023, Day 5 - (Ransom x Reader) - @georgiapeach30513

Day 13: Somnophilia - (Bucky x Reader) - @writing-for-marvel

Kinktober Week 2: Formal Wear - (Bucky x Reader) - @lunarbuck

Insatiable - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

One Night With You ~ Pt 2 - (Bucky x Reader) - @jtargaryen18

Yes, Ma'am - (Steve x Reader) - @notyetneedcoffee

How Far Down - (Mickey H x Reader) - @navybrat817

Never His - (Destroyer!chris x Reader) - @/navybrat817

Forever In Your Eyes - (Bucky x Reader) - @flordeamatista

it's you and me - (Lee x Reader) - @nickfowlerrr

Stuck in an elevator - @drabblewithfrannybarnes

monuments and melodies - (Bucky x Reader) - @thornsnvultures

Heart of Darkness - (Bucky x Reader) - @/jobean12-blog

Puppy - (Cole T x Reader) - @holylulusworld

Kinktober 2023, Day 6 - (Bucky x Reader) - @/georgiapeach30513

Basement - (Brock x Reader) - @/nekoannie-chan

Mine - (Bucky x Reader) - @/notyetneedcoffee

Kinktober Week 2: Double Penetration - (Stucky x Reader) - @/lunarbuck

Just What I Needed (1) - (Bucky x Reader) - @/lunarbuck

Old pets - @/nekoannie-chan

Soft Hearts, Gentle Words - (Bucky x Reader) - @rookthorne

Heaven on Earth - (Bucky x Reader) - @/navybrat817

Be Mine - (Bucky x Reader) - @flordeamatista

Trouble - (Dean x Reader) - @spnexploration

Soul enemies - @/nekoannie-chan

Just What I Needed (2) - (Bucky x Reader) - @/lunarbuck

Learn My Lesson - (Steve x Reader) - @cockslutpadalecki

Day 16: Massage - (Bucky x Reader) - @/writing-for-marvel

Home - @the-soulofdevil

Strut - (Bucky x Reader) - @/notyetneedcoffee

Fulfilled - (Curtis x Reader) - @stargazingfangirl18

Toys 'R' Us - @americasass81

Just Right - Chp 6 - (Steve x Reader) - @darsynia

Real Life Tasks With Ransom - Day 19 - @wiypt-writes @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

The Root of all Ransom - Part 5 - (Ransom x Reader) - @ronearoundblindly

Though I Have Never Read It - Part 5 - (Bucky x Reader) - @tuiccim

Threadbare - Part 5 - (Steve x Reader) - @/ronearoundblindly

Collared part 21 - @spnexploration

Collared part 22 - @/spnexploration

Fresh Fallen Snow, Part 8 - (Curtis x Reader) - @georgiapeach30513

His Inheritance - Part 24 - (Steve x Reader) - @jtargaryen18

Temple in the forest - @/nekoannie-chan

Rules and Chaos - (Bucky x Reader) - @/navybrat817

Come Here - (Steve x Reader) - @/notyetneedcoffee

Curtis and Honey Autumn This Or That - Lots of Candles - (Curtis x Reader) - @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Insider - @/nekoannie-chan

Day 19: Sex Toys - (Bucky x Reader) - @/writing-for-marvel

THE MAGICIAN - (Lloyd x Reader x Nick) - @/flordeamatista

Cat & Mouse - (Loki x Reader) - @animnerd

Sanctuary - (Robert P x Reader) - @/stargazingfangirl18

such a tease - (Stucky x Reader) - @/nickfowlerrr

The closet of desire - (Ari x Reader) @nicoline1998enilocin

The Bet - @/notyetneedcoffee

Alpha? - (Lee x Reader) - @/animnerd

Urban building - @/nekoannie-chan

Perfect Kind of Trouble - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

#saiyanprincessswanie #recommended reading #missy reads #missy reblogs #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader #scott lang x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #mickey henry x reader #destroyer!chris x reader #lee bodecker x reader #cole turner x reader #brock rumlow x reader #stucky x reader #curtis everett x reader

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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!!🔞

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.

🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

-Bucky’s Doll

#mickey henry #monday #monday movie #sebastian stan #sebastian stan characters #mickey henry x female reader #mickey henry x reader #mickey henry x y/n #mickey henry x you #mickey henry smut #mickey henry one shot #mickey henry imagine

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writing-for-marvel · 8 months

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For the Stardust Reblog Challenge: Summer Edition hosted by @liraketo

These are all the fics I've read in August. Please go show all these amazing writers some much deserved love! Also please remember to read the warnings for each individual fic

🔥 - smut | 💗 - fluff |💧 - angst | 😈 - dark

Dividers by @saradika

Bucky Barnes

😈🔥💧💗 Mob!Bucky x Fairy (series) by @kinanabinks

🔥 Live Now (series) by @world-of-aus

💧💗🔥 Barnsey x Clover (series) by @drabblewithfrannybarnes

💧💗 Positive Vicissitude (series) by @targaryenvampireslayer

💧💗🔥 My Little Love (series) by @crazyunsexycool

💧💗 A Hopeful Tale by @justagirlinafandomworld

🔥💧💗 Ceramics Professor Bucky by @fandoms-writings

🔥💗 On Bended Knees by @slyyywriting

😈💧 Dark Desires by @jobean12-blog

💗 Sunshine in the Dark by @/jobean12-blog

💧💗 CEO!Bucky by @fluffyprettykitty

🔥 Stay Quiet For Me by @inmyicyworld

💗 Morning Rain by @rain-lavender-rain

🔥 Spoiled and Stuffed by @sebstanwhore

🔥💗 On My Mind by @/targaryenvampireslayer

🔥 Skype Sex with Bucky by @boxofbonesfic

🔥 (Baby Cry For Me) When I Put My Lips On You by @cockslutpadalecki

😈🔥 Werewolf!Bucky by @buckylattes

Steve Rogers

💗 Hugging from behind by @worksby-d

💧💗 The Earpiece by @/crazyunsexycool

😈 Late Night Visitor by @sevenwivesofrafecameron

Joaquin Torres

💗 Neighbour!Joaquin by @/fluffyprettykitty

🔥 Photographer!Joaquin by @/fluffyprettykitty

Ari Levinson

💧🔥 Playing With Fire by @flordeamatista

💗 The Meeting by @astheskycries

🔥 Big Daddy by @slothspaghettiwrites

🔥 Sunkissed by @brandycranby

Andy Barber

💧💗 Terms and Conditions AU (series) by @navybrat817

🔥 Good For You by @sunshinexsin

Lloyd Hansen

💧💗 Lloyd Hansen fluff by @venusstorm

🔥 Chain Game by @mrsurahara

Ransom Drysdale

💧💗 Empty Spaces by @intrepidacious

💗 Sweet Surprise by @babyjakes

💗 In Perfect Colour by @/brandycranby

Mickey Henry

💗 Out of my League by @syntheticavenger

Joel Miller

💧💗 Joel Miller x Reader by @holacia3

💧💗 Nook of Love by @/jobean12-blog

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marie-hoe · 10 months

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Sebastian Stan Characters Masterlist

Bucky

Make Everything Better | >1k

Simple Trade | >2k | Demon!Bucky

With a 6 Month old | HC

Need More Data | >2k | Frat!Bucky (and Steve)

Frank (Endings, Beginnings)

What You Mean to Me | >1k

Roommate | >3k

Sleepless Nights | <1k | Husband!Frank

Mickey Henry

American Beauty | >3k

#Sebastian stan smut #Sebastian stan x reader #mickey Henry smut #mickey Henry x reader #Bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x reader #Sebastian stan masterlist

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syntheticavenger · 8 months

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Word Count: 500

Warnings: None.

Mickey Henry x Female Reader

Water shimmers on the surface, the heat beating down on the stretch of beach that he once only dreamed of before. It’s real, right down to the quaint stretch of small shops with brightly colored signs and a farmer’s market. He’ll never be able to afford to live in a place this rich in history and in real estate – Mickey knows this – but for a moment, he can pretend.

There’s nothing special about the people who jump around at the party he’s working. Some are on beat and some off but all are having a good time .

So good that they don’t see him disappear for a moment, alcohol in their systems and the giant pool filled with more skin than swimwear.

There’s a strict no smoking rule. It’s a habit he’s tried to kick more than once but something about the amount of wealthy people surrounding him makes him need to take the edge off, his anxiety spiking. For one, the gig alone covers his rent for the next month and then some. Wishful thinking means he’s hopeful that it’ll give him some cred when it comes to shopping around his business card.

Maybe even a steady gig if he’s lucky enough.

A short walk finds him at a pier, stopping to check his pockets for a lighter when the realization hits him that his past self had thrown away any paraphernalia for just an occasion. It’s on brand for him to think ahead, shaking his head when he finally sees you lift yourself up from where you were sitting. It’s graceful, the way your dress billows out with some assistance from the breeze, book still in hand while you read, careful of where you step. Almost out of a movie but he knows he’s not that lucky to have someone like you give him the time of day.

The music is at the halfway point, a telltale sign that he needs to turn around, change it up so that they can have something new to move to. Drunk people have extremely short attention spans, especially in this particular area of the ultra-wealthy that give him a kind smile but a judgmental stare.

You do the opposite, pausing to lift your head from your book to catch his stare.

“Sorry,” he mumbles, pulling the cigarette that is hanging from his lips out quickly. “Didn’t mean to be a creep and stare.”

“There’s no smoking on the beach,” you remind him softly, almost teasing in a way that makes him smile.

It makes no sense with how quickly he’s let his guard down with you when you move past him, tucking your book under your arm.

“Lucky for me I don’t have a lighter,” Mickey says behind you. “Wouldn’t want to get fined.”

“Lucky for you it’s a rule I made up.”

He turns around to face you, your face hiding behind your book, only your eyes visible. If he doesn’t know any better, he could swear you’re smiling.

#where is synth's muse #mickey henry #mickey henry x you #mickey henry x reader #mickey henry x female reader

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xx-rennyxx · 5 months

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#fanfiction reader #fanfic writers #fanfic related #fanfiction #fanfic #ari x reader #stucky x reader #chris evans x reader #jake jensen x reader #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #mickey henry x reader #pete brenner x reader #x reader #andy barber x reader

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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"

😫😫😫😫😫

#- BuckyBarnesXReader #winter soldier #mcu x reader #fanfic #bucky barnes smut #Mickey Henry x reader

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onceuponastory · 10 months

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Him or him to steal you away for a summer getaway?

Can I not say both? Hahahaha. But. I'll say Mickey. He may be a bit of a mess, but he's fun. And thank you for the inspo, love! @holacia3 <3

Take Your Mind Off

Plot: When an argument between your friends looks like it'll spoil your holiday fun, Mickey is a welcome relief. Pairing: Mickey Henry x Female!Reader Warnings: Mentions of alcohol and being drunk. If I miss any triggers, please let me know!

Perching on the beach bar stool, Y/N takes a sip of the fruity cocktail in front of her. As soon as the alcohol hits her senses, she sighs happily. After the eventful morning she's had, this is a welcome relief.

Things didn't start out so badly. Quite the opposite, actually. She and two of her friends are on holiday together, taking some time off from their busy working lives to relax on the beach and get away from it all for a while. And for the most part, they've had a great time together. Despite being drunk for most of it.

Unfortunately, it seems the heat and late nights have got to both of her friends, resulting in a huge argument between them both this morning. Honestly, Y/N doesn't even know what started it, probably some stupid, inconsequential thing. But now, neither of them are speaking to each another, and it's ruining the rest of the day. Y/N attempted to keep the peace without choosing a side, but the snide comments and hostile glares had become too much. There's only so much you can take before you want to rip your hair out.

And Y/N crossed that line a long time ago.

So, she told them both to stop being so childish, and that she was going to enjoy herself alone until they've calmed down... whenever the hell that is.

And now, here she is. Sitting alone, nursing a cocktail at a beach bar. It may be lonely, but at least she's not being pulled into any more arguments, and she doesn't feel like she's walking on eggshells anymore. Hopefully, she can start enjoying herself again now.

"Mind if I sit?" a voice asks, pulling her out of her daydream. When she turns, she meets the blue eyes of the DJ she and her friends saw last night. Completely unaware of the storm that was coming the next morning, the trio had a lot of fun and danced the night away. She wasn't expecting the same DJ to be standing beside her now. The first time she saw him, she thought he was insanely cute. Although she was pretty drunk by that point.

He looks even cuter now, up close, when she's more sober.

"Oh, yeah, sure!" Giving him a polite smile, she scoots over, letting him sit on the stool beside her. As he does, she notices the other seats surrounding the bar are empty. For a moment, her brow furrows. "There's so many places for him to sit... and yet, he chooses beside me?"

But she's not complaining.

"Something wrong?" He asks.

"Not at all." The man doesn't look like he believes her words, but thankfully doesn't press her.

"A beer for me, thanks, and another drink for the lady." He slides some money over to the bartender, before leaning back in his seat with a grin.

"Thanks for that." She roots around in her bag for some cash to pay him back, but he shakes his head.

"Don't worry about it. Can't let a pretty lady like you pay for her drink now, can I?" The heat on Y/N's cheeks deepens, and she stammers a thank you. Somehow, his presence is already starting to make her feel better.

"My friends and I saw your set last night." She tells him. "You were amazing." She holds herself back, trying not to sound too much like a crazy fangirl and scare him away before she gets to know him better. But the man simply chuckles.

"Thank you very much." He grins. "I'm glad to be of service." He holds out a hand. "I'm Mickey."

"Y/N." She smiles, shaking his hand.

He looks around, raising a brow. "So, if you don't mind me asking... where are your friends? Did they leave you on your own?"

"No. They wouldn't stop arguing, and I was getting fed up with it. So I gave them some space to cool down." Mickey nods. "We planned a day trip today, but obviously that's not happening." She sighs.

"Hey! Don't say that!" he insists. "Your day doesn't have to be ruined just because they want to spoil the fun. How about...." He grins, trailing off. "You come spend the day with me?"

His question stuns her into surprised silence for a moment, before she breaks into laughter. There's no way he can be serious. Surely he has better things to do than cheer her up.

But... would spending time with the cute DJ really be so bad? It's a lot better than the alternative, anyway.

"What?! I'm not joking! I live here, so I know the best places to go. And you deserve some fun today."

"Really? You wanna spend time with me? Surely there's more fun people than me you can hang out with."

"Doubt it. Besides, I enjoy spending time with you Y/N." She's not fully convinced, especially since they only met a few minutes ago, but her stomach still flutters all the same. And like she said, it's a lot better than hanging out here alone, waiting for her friends to make up.

"Okay." She nods. "Let's do it."

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#holacia3 #mickey henry #mickey henry x reader #mickey henry x female reader #fanfiction #fanfic #monday sebastian stan

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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?"

#all i have to give is snippets from wips #and i wanted to share something #someone give me a shove and tell me to finish this please #mickey henry x reader #dbf!mickey henry #mickey henry x you #mickey henry smut

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navybrat817 · 7 months

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Navy's Trick or Treat Nonsense

As you lovelies know, October is a time for tricks, treats, and more. While I don't have anything planned for Kinktober, I do have some nonsense in mind. Still with me?

Similar to my Naughty & Nice Nonsense, I plan to share various one-shots and ficlets throughout the month of October. Each pairing will be revealed on the day I post and shared on my sideblog, @navybrat817-sideblog. It may be dark, fluffy, smutty, or a combination of things. It may be 500 words or over 3k. It may incorporate an Autumn or a Halloween theme. Who knows? It's nonsense! 😂

In fact, I'm calling it Navy's Trick or Treat Nonsense! I'll be using that as a tag, so feel free to filter if you don't wish to see these fics. Moodboard and banner by yours truly. Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics. Enjoy! 🧡

🎃 - 10/3 - Within You (Soft!Dark Bucky Barnes x Reader)

🎃 - 10/6 - Easy as Pie (Andy Barber x Reader)

🎃 - 10/9 - How Far Down (Mickey Henry x Reader)

🎃 - 10/12 - Rules and Chaos (Tattoo Artist!Bucky Barnes x Reader)

🎃 - 10/15 - The Red Woods (Lumberjack!Steve Rogers x Reader)

🎃 - 10/18 - Teacher's Pet (Roommate!Bucky Barnes x Reader)

🎃 - 10/21 - Hollow (Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader)

🎃 - 10/24 - See Through You (Dark!Nick Fowler x Reader)

🎃 - 10/27 - Jump Scare (Motocross!Bucky Barnes x Reader)

🎃 - 10/30 - Mission Report (Incubus!Bucky Barnes x Reader x Incubus!Steve Rogers)

Love and thanks to you lovelies for the support. 🧡

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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

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

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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bubblessunshinehoney · 1 year

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Day 4- Drunk Sex with Mickey Henry

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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.

TW: smut, PWP, drunk sex, p in v, oral (reader receiving),

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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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.

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GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

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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buckysimp101 · 2 years

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Clear Blue (2) | Mickey Henry 18+

Mickey Henry x F!Reader

chapter warnings: angst, oh boy.

Part 1

Somehow, you’d managed to make it through your entire first trimester without a single hint of morning sickness, sore boobs or fatigue. But the second that second trimester hit? You were dead on your feet. Yep. It was official. You scheduled a doctor’s appointment a week after that second line showed up and the doctor confirmed it for you. Fourteen weeks. Of course the second you left the office the first thing you could think of was “how the fuck do I tell Mickey?” You weren’t so sure that you wanted to honestly. He seemed happy with Chloe and he also seemed like he wanted nothing to do with you. You knew this is what happened with Mickey. He always dropped you for the newer, shinier model. But this time just the thought of talking to him around Chloe made your stomach curl.

You knew that Chloe didn’t approve the lifestyle that Mickey led. She was like Aspa in that way. She wanted to force him to grow up and lead a more “adult” life but that just wasn’t Mickey. You could dress him in all the nicest suits, try to tame that fluffy hair but he was still Mickey. But that thought was enough to sober you up. He was Mickey and you were Y/N and holy fuck you were having his baby.

It was that sobering thought that basically…well…sobered you up. Unlike Mickey who didn’t have to carry the baby and make sure that his lifestyle was as healthy and clean as possible to ensure the developmental safety of this child, you had to change. At the appointment the doctor had confirmed that the fetus seemed fine and that they were developing at the typical rate but just the thought of how your lifestyle before this realization could’ve affected another life gave you pause. And so you sold your blow and your alcohol to Argyris, because why not make a fucking profit off it. Argyris didn’t question why you did it and you sure as hell weren’t about to tell him what you’d just found out before even talking to Mickey about it.

And that’s how you ended up here. At one of the last parties of the season before the weather started to turn just slightly. Mickey was up at the Deejay stand and Chloe was dancing in front of him, trying to get his attention. You stood at the bar, a couple of your mutual friends around you trying to make conversation. You took a sip of your water, trying hard to blend in with your friends as you pretended to have a good time and you convinced them that you were just taking the role of D.D. extremely seriously tonight. Making sure not to alert them to any changes.

Mickey looked like he was having a great time, until another Deejay came up to take his spot. You could read him like a book. Mickey was not happy with the sudden change and if the clenching of his jaw told you anything, it was that he was unprepared for this interruption. The music changed and the crowd seemed to be more involved, likely having come to the party for the deejay that wasn’t Mickey. Mickey and Chloe joined your friends at the bar. Argyris spouted his typical Argyris bullshit about how he and Mickey were going to hit it big and how Chloe was the best thing that ever happened to him. Hearing Argyris say that brought on a strong bout of nausea that you just barely managed to hold back. When Chloe left to go to the bathroom that’s when you took your chance. Taking in a breath, you slid off your stool and sidled up to Mickey. He looked at you, really looked at you, for the first time in months. That signature goofy smirk taking residence on his face and you swore you felt fucking butterflies in your stomach.

“Hi princess, long time no see,” he stated as casually as possible. The flippant nature of his tone causing a scowl to become etched upon your features. As if he hadn’t tossed you aside the second he met Chloe. But you tried to turn that feeling off.

“Mickey, we need to talk.”

“Well then talk sweetheart, I’m all ears.”

“Mickey we need to talk alone.”

The seriousness in your voice must have intrigued him because Mickey was throwing back his shot and leading you by the arm to a darkened spot of the party where the music was quieter but none of your friends were near.

“What’s up, sweetheart? Miss me?” Mickey smirked as he leaned against the wall. The casualty in his tone once again raising your blood pressure.

“What’s there to miss Henry?” you practically hissed, crossing your arms as you looked at him with a glare that you hoped he could physically feel burning into him. The smug look reappeared on his face and you knew he was about to say something that would piss you off even more. He pushed himself off the wall and took a step closer to you, closing the space you’d put in between the two of you. Mickey’s cologne filled the space and where you’d been super sensitive to smell in the last couple weeks, the smell of him taking up space made you just want to curl into his arms and never leave. And then he ruined it by touching your face and pushing his lips into a mock pout.

“Aww what is it princess? Haven’t been able to get yourself off since daddy stopped hanging around?” He teased mercilessly, his eyes alight with mischief. He knew what he was saying and you knew he had zero plans to act on them, hell you didn’t want him to act on them. You weren’t a home wrecker. You didn’t want to come between him and Chloe. But the way he addressed himself as daddy seemed to remind you what you needed to talk to him about.

It’s now or never.

“You know it’s funny. You always liked being called daddy but I didn’t think you meant it seriously,” you snapped in his direction.

Mickey withdrew his hand from your face at the spice in your voice. His eyes grew confused at your words, the playful spark disappearing and darkening as he took in your words. His smirk twisted into a grimace as he looked at you more seriously than he had in years.

“What the fuck are you talking about Y/N?”

The way he said your name felt like a knife to your heart. It was said softly as if he had a clue of what you were telling him but he needed you to say it out loud. And fuck if you weren’t scared. You hadn’t told anyone. Not your friends or your parents. You’d barely said it out loud to yourself. And now here you were about to spill your closest secret to the only person worthy of hearing it. And so you decided to be a little sarcastic with your announcement.

“Congratulations, Mickey Henry. On this week’s episode of ‘who’s your daddy: the show with the baby mama drama’ you seem to be a prime contender. Congratulations. Your sperm is effective and seems to not give a fuck about birth control pills. We’re in the 9% friend.”

Part of you wondered if you made the right choice announcing your pregnancy to him in such a manner, but another part of you wanted to fucking frame the image in front of you. Mickey’s mouth opening and shutting like a fish and his wide blue eyes swirling with confusion and a number of other emotions that you couldn’t even decipher. It was quiet between the two of you. The music from the party in the background. You knew Chloe would be back soon and you’d lose him again but fuck you just needed him to say something. To respond. Anything. Just to acknowledge the words you’d just told him, the largest truth bomb you ever could have detonated.

But he just stood there. Silent. Thinking. He closed his mouth. Ran a hand through his hair. Opened his mouth again. Closed it one more time. And then he did what Mickey Henry fucking does best.

He walked away.

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