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i’ve said this before, but i think he really liked to be fucked rough, overstimulated, pushed around…

when he’s in pupspace he gets confused by too many complicated words or sentences because he wasn’t paying attention, his brain was totally elsewhere

he likes when will just tosses him into a new position instead of asking him to do it himself. likes feeling like a thing for will’s pleasure instead of a person

he really likes to be covered in cum, will’s and his own, likes feeling absolutely owned. he once, without thinking, tried to push will’s cum back inside him and will almost passed out

mike can’t stop his hips from bucking when will teases and overstimulates him, to the point will has to hold him down with one hand, and he still squirms desperately, slapping will away but protesting any time he stops until will, stumped, tells him he doesn’t have enough hands to keep him still, and he’s gonna have to tie his wrists to the headboard. mike cums seconds after will’s belt loops his wrist

will gripping mike’s collar as mike humps his boot, kicking him to make his bad dog stop rutting against him without permission… he kicks his thigh first but mike just whines and shifts closer so will pushes him back by pressing his boot between his legs and retreating, telling him he’s Got to listen better, and mike just looks up at him with those big puppy eyes, pulling off his cock till his lips are just brushing the tip when he chases after the friction again, like he’s DARING will to do something about it… so will kicks him in the gut, VERY tentatively at first, and mike curls in on himself like it was a lot harder. will panics and says sorry, is he okay, he thought mike wanted him to, etc., and mike just whips his head up, wild intense eyes, all flushed and desperate, and manages to say a single word: “again.”

mike likes being fucked doggy style (duh :P) and often ends up flat on the mattress mindless as each thrust rubs his oversensitive cock against already soaked sheets. he Really likes when will pulls his head back by his hair to hold him up and kiss him while fucking from behind

when mike is deep in pupspace his kisses lose all technique until he’s basically just licking into will’s mouth. fortunately for him, will really likes this

he likes when will leaves bruises, whether hickeys or marks from his hands or mike’s collar, in a ring around his neck. the bruises are a collar so intimately from will, and every time he notices them his eyes get a bit hazy and he loses track of what he’s doing

when mike humps will in pupspace it’s the clumsy rutting of a needy dog, desperate and fast, face buried in the crook of will’s neck as he pants and whimpers in frustration and overstimulation. will whispers encouragement and gently soothes him, rubbing his back and guiding him to slow down

he loves will’s fingers in his mouth when will fucks him — will asks if his puppy needs his mouth full, and gives him his treat. he likes feeling around mike’s mouth like he’s inspecting his dog’s sharp teeth, hooking a finger around mike’s canines as drool runs down his wrist

mike always sleeps so splayed out it’s genuinely greedy, and in the beginning of their relationship he’d wear briefs and a tank top but over time he started casually sleeping naked too. will tiptoes into their room in the middle of the night and peels the blankets back.

he stares down at his boyfriend, lying on his belly, lanky limbs spread across most of the bed, and gently reaches down to trace his fingers along the curve of mike’s spine, up and down his thigh, slipping between his legs to squeeze his balls and trail a finger along his taint, rubbing and pressing where it feels softer, causing mike to squirm in his sleep, hips gently shifting into his touch.

eventually will moves on, pressing a kiss to mike’s ass cheek before carefully rolling him over. mike makes a grumbling noise but doesn’t wake up. will pushes mike’s long legs apart and settles between them, laying little kisses and kitten licks along the tip of his dick, mouthing up and down the side. he pauses and spits on his fingers, tracing a circle around mike’s rim as he returns to licking at his hardening cock.

he slips a finger in mike’s hole, wiggling it before ducking his head to spit again and slide another in. he pushes them in a couple inches to gently press into the softer, rounded spot that makes mike whine in his sleep, legs twitching on either side of will’s head. he begins teasing it with a beckoning motion, all the while lapping at his cock contentedly. when mike’s breathing hard, stiff and leaking precum, will pulls his fingers out, spits again, and reaches back to his own hole, other hand still lightly looped around mike’s dick.

will fingers himself for a minute before grudgingly standing to grab lube from the nightstand. he returns to lay between mike’s legs, kissing his cock and balls, sucking cute marks into his pale thighs as he opens himself up. when he’s ready, he crawls to straddle mike, lining his dripping cock up to his slick hole, and slowly sinks down. he hears mike’s breath hitch. but he’s still clearly asleep, though his brows are knitted slightly and his mouth hangs open. will wiggles his hips, adjusting, and after a few seconds starts slowly sliding up and down, trying not to wake mike quite yet.

he wants to see how long he can restrain. how long he can go before mike finally realises what’s happening. his boyfriend is a very deep sleeper. minutes pass of that torturously slow rhythm, will’s lips parted, allowing little gasps to escape. one hand splays over mike’s chest and he plays distractedly with his nipple. as his bouncing become sharper, faster, mike’s breathing races. he’s whining and whimpering, his chest rising and falling quickly, flushed and slick with sweat, and as will’s rhythm stutters mike finally blinks his bleary eyes open, staring up at will, confused and soft.

“will? what—” his words are choked off by a loud whine ripped from his throat as, upon seeing mike finally awake, will abandons all restraint and starts fucking himself mercilessly on mike’s cock. mike’s overwhelmed and gulping for air, choking out rambling praise in disbelief as will bounces above him, brows furrowed in concentration as his orgasm nears.

when will clenches around him, splattering them both with cum, mike’s coming too, one hand vaguely reaching up at will, beckoning him to lay close despite their messy bellies and chests to kiss him. of course, will obliges, holding him as he whines and shakes and rides out his orgasm. he blushes, hiding his face in mike’s neck, when mike recovers himself enough to begin extolling his virtues in an adoring and delighted tone, as if it’s the first time this has happened.

I love acting like an annoying little brother . . Guys post so I can be an annoying little shit in your comments