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[kurusick]

Hii I just wanted to check in and ask how’ve you been

hii !! sorry to keep you guys worrying, but i’m doing good !! i haven’t been able to write at all as im so busy with school 😭 but as soon as im ready and caught up i will let you guys know !! i’ll be back soon !! ♡

take your heart, take your time.

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[kurusick]

requests closed until further notice ❤️

thanks everyone for all the requests omg … i’d like to put out that they’re gonna be closed until i catch up as i have around five!! the order they will be releasing in is on this post, i’ll delete them as i finish them! i’d also like to announce i’ll be going on a small hiatus for a bit to focus on college ^^

… on another note, thank you guys SO MUCH for all the love you’ve been showing my fics !! it honestly means the world to me 😭😭 mike schmidt fandom the word jesus christ 🫶

⬆️ accurate depiction of me looking at my inbox 😭

[kurusick]

Can you please write a smug where Mike takes the readers virginity

♡ was i good?

NSFW!mike schmidt x reader

tags- SMUT/NSFW!!, loss of virginity, mike helps you through it, whimpering and moaning.., riding, neck kisses.., a bit of fluff at the end, MIKE GETS TO CREAM TOO!!!!!!! 😡

an: i am sitting like an evil villain this is a wonderful idea thank you… on another note count how many times i said cock in this lmfao😭

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you had known mike for a while now, moving in next door a few months ago. you walked over and gave him cookies, meeting his little sister and instantly connecting. you started coming over every night, watching abby, cooking dinner, and tidying the house while he was away. you were his personal house wife. he liked that; almost as much as he liked you.

mike had dropped abby off at school, and you had come by to pick up one of the dishes you had used to bring over dinner. you walked in, giving a quick “hey” as you walked to the kitchen. mikes eyes followed you. you were wearing shorts and a tank. you rummaged through the kitchen, bending over in the dishwasher to look for your container. mike was floored. he had never seen you like this, usually wearing jeans and a t shirt. but shorts ? he could clearly see the outline of your pussy. he rested a hand on his mouth, having a mental battle in his head.

“mike i can’t find the dish…” you called, half embarrassed. you swore you had put it in the dishwasher before you left, but it was no where to be found. mike emerged in the kitchen, his hands resting on his crotch. you paid no mind.

you turned to mike, asking a simple “where is it” to which he replied “oven.” you nodded opening the oven door, bending down in-front of him to finally grab the pan. you heard mike audibly sigh, you turned and stood, confused. he was biting his lip and his hand were now gripping his crotch. your eyes grew wide.

“mike-“ you were cut off “i’m sorry i just, those shorts and that shirt- i mean tank, whatever it is it’s just-“ he sighed, half expecting you to yell at him. you did the exact opposite. “i mean.. i could, try? and.. help.” mike blinked in shock. you walked closer to him, moving his hands from his cock and placing one of your own, the other resting on his shoulder. “i.. haven’t done this before.” you blabbed, trying to tear off the bandaid. you were never one to be interested in sex… but sex with mike ? jesus you would cross the ocean to have sex with him.

“i can.. guide you” he whispered, placing his hands on your hips. you nodded and he led you his room, pulling off his pants. you did the same. he sat on the bed, patting his lap. he was rock hard. you climbed ontop of him, knees resting on either side of his thighs. mike took his cock in his hand, lining it up with ur entrance.

“tell me if it hurts, okay?” you nodded, slowly lowering yourself onto him. you felt his tip press against your hole and ur mind half blanked. he wasn’t even inside and it already felt amazing. you lowered yourself more, until the entire head was in. you were panting, half drooling. mike felt so good in you.

“f-fuckk you’re tight.” his breath hitched as you lowered yourself more, his girth stretching you out. you felt so full and he wasn’t even fully inside. mike couldn’t hold on any longer and bucked into you, letting his full length finally be sheathed inside your pussy. you moaned, grabbing his shoulders as your pussy pulsed around him. he was stretching out your cunt so good.

“you ok?” he whispered in ur ear, rubbing circles into your back. you nodded, and mike slowly started to fuck you. his hands were on ur hips, bouncing you up and down. it was slow, but god it felt amazing.

mikes head was burrowed in ur neck, kissing and nipping at any skin his mouth could latch onto. all you could do was whine as mike had his way with you.

“god.. so pretty on my cock.. can’t believe i get to have you first..” you moaned. mike was making you feel so good it was almost unbearable. everything was so hot and the way he was stretching you out made you want to scream. mike removed one of his hands from your hips, placing his thumb on your clit to rub circles. you saw stars. “m-mike..” you whined, feeling your release. mike sucked your neck and replied with a hum, fucking into you faster. your pussy clenched around him and you came, hard.

mike fucked you through it, and your body was starting to feel like jelly. “just a little more okay? just- so close baby… i’m so fucking close” mike mumbled into your neck, whimpering. his thrusts became sloppy as he spewed into your sopping cunt, painting your walls white. you let out a broken moan, feeling his hot seed inside you. you felt so full of him.

you were both panting. mike had pulled back from your neck, looking you in the eye. your stomach felt fuzzy. he still managed to be so cute even when he’d just fucked you.

you smiled, leaning in for a quick kiss, pulling away and breaking the silence.

“was i good?”

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[kurusick]

HIII okok so

(Movie) Mike Schmidt x F! Reader who listens to metal to help herself sleep. Like. REALLY heavy metal.

♡ you like my music mikey?

movie!mike schmidt x semi goth!reader

tags- metal/goth reader!!, mike actually enjoys the music omg, fluff, fem reader, mentions of high school emo mike..

an: literally love metal holy fuck… quick little one shot!! i hope my song choice was okay😭 listen to extortionist i beg!!

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mike never really heard anything at night, especially with his headphones on. he usually played his nature sounds and drifted off to sleep, until you moved in with them. mike slowly picked up your quirks.. like the fact you listened to heavy metal to sleep not that it bothered him, of course. he actually enjoyed it.

it wasn’t until the first night when you both were getting ready for bed did he learn of your habit. he wouldn’t call it strange by any means, having his nature noises, he was just more or less curious.

you were more of a goth/emo presenting person, and mike never had a problem with that. when he was in high school, he had even presented alternative. (even though he lookes back and gets embarrassed)

you were getting ready for the night, setting your CD player on your side of the bed. “i’ll be right back” you whispered, giving mike a quick kiss and walking out of the room. curiously, mike made his way over to your side of the bed, sitting down and looking at the player. he popped the top of it, pulling out the disc inside. “circle.. of serpents.” he read quietly, putting the disc back inside and hitting play.

heavy metal music began to play at a low volume, and mike actually enjoyed it. sure it wasn’t something you would hear everyday on the radio; but it was different. a good different. he enjoyed the guitar and the song reminded him of his high school days.

you walked back into the room with headphones in hand. “i’m ba-“ you cut your sentence short and inwardly cringing as you heard the song coming from the CD player. you looked to mike…who seemed to be slowly bopping his head. he was actually enjoying the song ?

you smiled to yourself as you watched him, bopping his head faster as the song sped up. you felt a fuzzy feeling in your stomach. you had no idea mike was a fan of metal. you giggled as he finally took notice of you, turning his head with an almost shy smile. you smirked, brushing a loose piece of hair out of your face, finally pipping up.

“you like my music mikey?”

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[kurusick]

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[kurusick]

NAVI !

take your heart, take your time.

on a small hiatus to focus on college

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GENERAL

— my requests are closed until i catch up on them!

— blog is intended to be 17-18+ unless specifically stated otherwise

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POPULAR FICS

come here mike schmidt, NSFW

sugar mike schmidt, NSFW

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IN THE WORKS-

six-nine mike schmidt

praise kink mike schmidt

come here part two mike schmidt

a few examinations (series) akira kurusu

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NOTES

i will write for pretty much any fandom i can. feel free to send a request!! i will let you know if it’s something i can or can’t do ^^

masterlist coming soon~

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[kurusick]

♡move in with us?

!movie mike schmidt x reader

tags- you move in with mike!!, very light angst.. very fluffy, mike works up the courage to ask you to move in, he’s very nervous but he has a plan..! (kinda), abby the instigator 🫶

an: this was originally a response to an ask from @savedenji but i accidentally privately sent it :sob: i hope you enjoy the revamped version jsjsjs

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truly, mike wasn’t used to asking big questions. he would ask what you wanted for lunch and what you wanted to do over the weekend, sure, but he didn’t expect to be asking you to move in with him.

mike was leaned over the sink in the kitchen, staring into the bubbles of the plate he was washing. he had been planning to ask you to move in with him and abby for a while, and he finally felt ready enough to ask the question. he had a full proof plan… the only “hiccup” to it being himself. he was extremely nervous. what if you said no? what if you called him crazy and walked out. his head was swimming with all sorts of thoughts until he heard your sweet voice calling him from the living room.

“mikeeee” you whispered, beckoning him over. he placed the plate he was washing on the drying rack and shook off his hands. he made his way to the living room, seeing you laying on the couch, propped up on your elbows. the moonlight filtered in through the curtains onto you and his breath hitched in his throat. you were freshly awake, but looked beautiful. you had stayed the night with him and abby to watch a movie marathon, but ended up passing out on the couch with abby on the floor in front of you. he truly admired the relationship you had made with the girl over the past year or so you had been together; and he appreciated having another parental figure around the house. mike was snapped back to reality as you pointed to your wrist, signaling you wanted to know the time. he replied in a hushed voice “7:30”. your eyes narrowed and you slowly pushed the blankets off of you, tiptoeing your way over to mike. “i have to go to work..” you grumbled, putting ur hands on mikes shoulders to kiss him. he relished in it, creeping his hand up to cup your cheek.

you pulled away with a smile, giving him a quick peck as you made your way to the door, getting your coat and keys. he almost let you leave before remembering his plan. “wait!” he whisper yelled, slipping his hand through the door, catching it as you were about to close it. you turned back around to face him, a bit confused. the door was cracked and he was leaning into the door frame. with a huff, he started his question.

“i know this is kinda sudden, forgive me it’s just if i would have waited then i wouldn’t be able to ask you and i would get nervous and-“ you cut him off with a hand on his cheek. you shuffled closer to him, looking into his eyes. “mikey. it’s okay i promise whatever it is, just go ahead and ask me.” you half expected it to be something silly, like what you wanted for breakfast or if you could come back to the house again tonight. you removed your hand from his cheek and mike tried to continue. “w-would you want to.. uh.” he blanked, jaw going slack as he looked at you. you furrowed your eyebrows, confused as to why mike was having such a hard time getting his question out. “mike-“ your sentence was cut short.

“can you move in?”

you were shocked. you honestly didn’t expect mike to ask you a serious question, especially not one as serious as that. you immediately felt butterflies, your emotions turned on their head. you threw your arms around mike, pushing the door open all the way with a loud creek. “yes!! one million times yes mike!!” you started to tear up from the joy, peppering mikes face with soft kisses.

you were to caught up in the moment to realize abby had woken up from the commotion. she peaked her head up from infront of the couch, seeing you wrapped around mike; half crying. she giggled, yelling to the both of you.

“are you finally moving in with us?”

[kurusick]

♡sugar.

NSFW!mike schmidt imagines

tags- NSFW, edging, whimpering, breeding/domestication, Mike being a munch..

an: you guys ate up that fic holy shit… mike imagines to soothe the brain until my next big post 😈

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mike is definitely loud during sex. Wether hes fucking into you in doggy, hands grabbing at your ass and spreading so he can watch his cock disappear inside your warm cunt.. or he’s sprawled out on the bed, you bouncing up and down on his cock, hands on his shoulders to steady yourself as you hear the pleas and whimpers spewing from his mouth.

“God fuck please.. I’ll be a good boy.. mmfh.. god you’re so warm and wet and god.. your tight f-fuckkkk..”

one of mikes big turn ons in bed is domestication.. he loves the thought of you pregnant.. especially seeing how you interact with abby. You’re so sweet and loving to her and god it makes him feral. whenever you’re both home and abbys asleep, mike takes you into the bedroom and fucks you full of his cum, making sure every last drop is stuffed into your tight cunt. even if you’re on the pill, the thought you could get pregnant makes him even more turned on.

“gonna stuff this pussy full of my cum yea? stuff it so far into your womb not even a drop comes out. make you a mom since you love abby so f-uucking much.”

THIS MAN EATS PUSSY!!! ALL OF IT!! this man is a pussy muncher!! he will gobble you up after a long day of work, tongue fucking you and watching you squirm. he loves to hear the lust filled sighs you let out, holding the back of his head, hands threaded through his hair while you push your cunt further into his face. Mikes eyes are on you the entire time, soaking up your facial expressions. if you close your eyes, he will make you look at him. If you don’t, he will edge you until you do.

“Baby look at me.” he licks a long stripe up from your sopping hole to ur clit, sucking on it. your eyes stay glued shut until he pulls back, breathing hot breath onto your cunt. you whimper, fluttering you pretty eyes open. He smiles, letting you grab his hair to push him back onto your throbbing clit. “There’s my girl.”

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[kurusick]

GOROGUTZ MENTIONED?!?? seriously though tysm 😭 i literally loved ur fist fic.. ur writing is impeccable 🫶

ik i said it in the tags but i NEED part two of manspreading!!! also i love your writing sooo much like u dont understand

due to popular demand.. enjoy ;)

manspreading pt. 2

part 1

pairing: mike schmidt x f!reader

nsfw, 18+, eating out, dom!mike >:)

a/n: HELLO??? thank you sooooo much for the love on the first part! i even saw a person take inspo from MY post?? like wdym somebody used my piece as inspiration for their own?!?! as a new writer it seriously means the world to me. anyways.. hope you enjoyy~

5:43pm, the schmidt's household.

mike was sitting in the kitchen with abby, eating some leftover spaghetti and meatballs. abby was drawing something in her notebook, meanwhile mike couldn’t get last night’s events off his mind. little did you know, mike hasn't been able to get you off his mind either. every time you were over to babysit abby, he couldn't take his eyes off you. your thighs, ass and chest were driving him insane. mike was starting to think of himself as a perv for thinking about all the things he wants to do to you. he imagined you lying on the bed, wearing one of his hoodies. his head in between your thighs, eating you out while you tugged at his hair and moaned his name as loudly as possible.

"mike, can you look at my drawing? i think i did good on this one!" abby chimed in, disrupting mike's.. thought. he almost choked on the meatball in his mouth. mike nodded and smiled before taking abby's drawing. it had abby, him and you in it. you all were having a barbecue in the backyard.

"it's great, abbs," he chuckled and ruffled abby's hair. she laughed quietely and continued drawing, and eating. mike looked at his watch, wondering where you are. just then, he saw you run out of your house. mike shot up, startling his little sister in the process. you were wearing a pair of baggy sweatpants, an oversized black hoodie and had your hair up in a low bun. you looked perfect, even in such a rush, mike thought. was it too soon to say he was in love with you? he'd no idea. he definitely felt like that though.

you ran over to mike's house, knocking on his front door. when he opened it, he greeted you with a soft smile and welcomed you in. you thanked him, as always, and stepped in.

"[y/n]! you're here!" abby exclaimed and ran over to you, hugging your waist tightly.

"hi abbs! you holdin' up okay?" you lowered down to her level and hugged her, looking up at mike. he almost blushed, thinking back to last night and you being that low.. but in between his legs.

"i have sooo much drawings to show you! quick! come here!" she let go of you and sprinted to her room. you chuckled and stood up. you stood in front of mike, slightly flustered at the way he was looking at you. god, there was so much lust in his eyes. you knew you won't be able to walk tomorrow morning.

"right, i'll be heading out now. see ya," he slightly smirked and grabbed his coat off the hanger. to your utter surprise, he gave you a gentle kiss on your cheek. how the fuck will you be able to function throughout the evening without him by your side?

"don't tell abby about us, 'k?" mike whispered in your ear, fully sending goosebumps all over your body. you gave him a thumbs up, barely being able to speak. he grinned one last time before leaving the property and driving away.

hours passed and you found yourself sitting on the couch, studying for an upcoming exam. putting abby to bed was easy, like always and now you had the whole house to yourself. to be utterly honest, mike hadn't crossed your mind the whole night. you were so close to dozing off but kept your eyes open and head up, not wanting to fail your exam.

just as you were about to pass out, you heard mike pull into the driveway. you checked the clock on the wall in front of you - 3:49am. hm, he's pretty early tonight, you thought to yourself.maybe the animatronics scared him half to death and he finally quit that god awful job. you only hoped. god, you felt so sorry for him. he's talked to you all about those animal robots and how they.. moved was it? okay, that part was a bit hard to believe but you didn't wanna doubt him.

the front door opened and mike stepped in, throwing off his shoes.

"hey," he muttered, barely audible.

"hi," you greeted him back, "did the animatronics scare you home so early?" you joked and closed the book you were studying from. you leaned back into the soft brown cushions, your hoodie slightly lifting as you stretched out your arms. mike noticed a tiny glimpse of your waist and sighed. he felt a slight twich in his pants. he took off his coat and leaned over the couch, positioning himself a couple of inches from your face.

"do you even realize what you do to me?" he whispered lowly. you could hear a tiny note of rasp in his voice. does he know what he does to you? you looked up at him, chuckling softly. then, he jumps over the headrest of the couch you're sitting on, sitting right beside you. mike rests his arm over your shoulders. aaand he manspreads. for fuck's sake. you slowly look down at his legs. why do you keep doing that?

"you're basically asking for it, mike," you chuckle and press your lips against his, initiating a long night. he immediately grabbed your breast, massaging it. you let out a soft moan into his lips, causing yet another twitch in his jeans.

you made out for a good couple of minutes before mike decided to try something. he slowly got off the couch, leaving one of his hands on your belly, moving it down bit by bit. he positioned himself in between your legs, spreading them apart.

"may i?" he tugged at the waistband of your sweats. you nodded eagerly. in one swift move, he removed both your sweatpants AND your undies. he looked up at you and smirked. your glistening cunt was spread out right in front of him, inviting him for a taste. mike noticed how tense you were.

"ease up, honey. that way it'll feel better," he stated, leaning in closer to your pussy. his warm breath hit your slit, making you gasp quietly. he licked your clit slowly but efficiently. you cried out in pleasure, grabbing his hair. before you knew it, his hand was on your mouth, muffling your moans, the other hand on your thigh, helping you be more stable as he ate your brains out. your juices were running down his chin but that didn't matter to him, not one bit. he liked making a mess.

"ffuck- mike.. god, it feels s-so good.." you whimpered into his warm hand. he groaned into your cunt, making you cry out. mike inserted a finger into you and your eyes rolled back into your head as he hit that one sensitive spot inside your pussy.

"oh, mike! god!' you yelled out, muffled of course. he grabbed your panties off the floor, stuffing them inside your mouth so you wouldn't yell. the hand wasn't working as well anymore.

"be quiet," he growled into your cunt. he pushed in another finger.. then another one, stretching your insides. he went faster and faster, making you see stars. for added pleasure, his tongue swirled around your clit, fast.

"m-mike, i'm g-gonna.. fuck!!" you screamed into your panties as you came. you felt his fingers inside of you even better now as your walls clenched around him. your whole body shook and the world spun around you. mike slowly pulled out of you and licked the juices you released off his fingers.

he helped you put your panties back on, same thing with your sweatpants. mike then plopped down next to you on the couch, wiping the liquid off his chin.

"you okay?" he turned to you, chuckling.

"what do you think, mike?" you panted.

jesus. h. christ.

[kurusick]

♡ a few examinations

akira kurusu x takemis assistant!reader

tags - fem reader, doctor talk ?, (takemis here for like one second), use of akira over ren

an: this fic idea surprisingly hadn’t been written to my knowledge !! It’s an old draft but I decided to clean it up! if you guys like this I’ll def write a part two !! ❤️

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Akira felt the familiar buzz of his phone, half expecting it to be one of his phantom thief accomplices. He stifled a groan seeing instead, it was Takemi.

“is there anyway you could come by today ? I’d like to do a few tests.”

Akira sighed, responding back with a “sure, be there soon”. He didn’t mind being tae takemis “guinea pig”, it was just the aftermath of her work that truly bothered him.

He waited for the day to go by, hours turned to minutes as he was almost dreading leaving his spot, a bit fearful of what was to come. finally, it was time to go. He said a quick goodbye and half rushed to takemis clinic. The quicker he got the test done the better.

He had finally made it, slowing his pace as he walked through the doors; Takemi immediately taking notice of him. “Afternoon my Guinea Pig; please come to the back. I have a special treat for you today.” Was it a blood test? Maybe she would have him run up and down the streets of Yongen-Jaya to see the effects of her medicine. He was lost in thought as he lazily opened the door, being met with unfamiliar eyes.

“Akira, this is [Last name] [First name] she’s going to be my assistant for a while. Today she’s going to be the one administering the medication to you. I’ll be in the front waiting. If you need any help, please feel free to come get me.” Takemi says, waving a lazy goodbye as she walked to the front desk, closing the door behind her. Akira blinked, slowly turning his head to you. it all happened so fast he couldn’t get a word in. When had takemi gotten an assistant ?

“Hello there! As you heard I’m [Last name] [First name] and I’m going to be assisting Takemi in the clinic for a while. Feel free to make yourself comfy. Its nice to finally meet you ” you say, taking a seat in takemis normal spot.

Akira stiffens. A teenager working in takemis clinic? he wondered if she had let you intern with her or knew you personally. It was a bit odd for takemi to let just anyone in here. Never the less, he relaxed, nodding in your direction. “Nice to meet you as well. I’m Kurusu Akira .” He wondered if the rumors in Shujin about him had met your ears by now.. unless you dropped out ? Is that why you were working here ?? Akira had so many questions, but obviously wasn’t going to ask.

“Well ? Are you going to sit down ?” You asked, extending an arm to the bed beside him.

He sat down, placing his bag down on the floor. You turned around in the rolly chair, clipboard in hand flipping back and fourth between a few pages. You sighed, looking up from your papers to examine him. Your eyes lingered on him for a moment, looking away as soon as he looked up from his bag. You looked back to ur clipboard brushing a piece of hair out of your face.

“Alright, Mr kurusu. I’m going to be doing a few examinations”

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[kurusick]

♡come here

movie!mike schmidt x fem!reader

tags- semi nsfw, manspreading..?, dom!mike (forgive me)

an: literal first fic one here lmfao😭 little tease into what my writing looks like. feel free to send requests in my inbox!! Mike Schmidt is consuming my brain… credit to @/josh1es for the idea !!

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mike had stumbled through the door at around 6:30, shrugging off his shoes and vest; leaving cold air in his wake. It was below zero, and you had been bundled up on the couch in 2 of his blankets.

you perked up at Mike’s arrival, stretching and peering over the couch you were previously curled into; being greeted by tired eyes. You smiled to him, greeting him with a “hey” in a quiet, sleepy voice. mike yawned in response, giving a small “hi” as he undid his tie with his right hand. you sat up as he fell into his armchair, spreading his legs comfortably and finally working off his tie. You tried to not let your eyes linger, but the way he was positioned made you half cough in surprise. mike looked at you a bit confused, but paid no mind. focusing his attention on the movie you had playing, spreading his legs wider and placing his hands on his knees. Unconsciously almost, he slowly ran his hands back up to his thighs. your breath hitched in your throat, trying to focus on anything other then him. mike spoke up “did you get Abby to bed okay?” You shook your head yes, fingers prodding at the skin on ur lip. mike sighed pleasantly, muttering out a “good” seemingly more preoccupied with something else. Confused, you finally looked back over to him. Mike had unbuttoned the top 3 buttons of his colored shirt, and popped the button on his pants. Your breath hitched in your throat. He was never one to cross the boundary of friendship, teetering in the edge. He gave small little hints here and there sure but he had never done anything like this. Mike rested his hands on his thighs, almost spreading them apart. you stared. “Mike..” you half whispered, looking him in the eye. he smiled. He could tell you had been looking at him, looking at him for the past 2 months you had been babysitting Abby. He saw the way you stared at his crotch when he decided to change into his pajamas before seeing you out the door, the way you bit your lip when he would rest a hand on his thigh, almost touching his cock. He thought about you at night, how you would taste, feel, sound. Mike had always enjoyed you, especially now, hanging over the couch. Jaw half opened in shock. He hummed lowly, beckoning you over.

“come here”

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