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 ⋆˚࿔ mike wheeler x oc!best friend reader !

⋆˚࿔ 3k words !

disclaimers ! : smut, childhood best friend oc bc i hate y/n but imagine its you, f is a virgin, p in v, fingering, oral ( f receiving ), alot of build up, pet names ( baby, good girl, etc ), teasing, good ending :p!! this is also my first smut pls spare me

The basement was the same as always—the old couch with memories traced on every inch, the table set with their previous D&D campaign, old figures Mike swore he would get rid of at 18 but clearly lied about, as he's been 18 for over 6 months—but the air was thick, heated with tension that had lingered for months.

You sat with your legs brushed against his as he spoke about a comic you had been asking about, wondering what had him so enthusiastic about it.

“C’mon, Amber! The Dark Knight Returns is easily one of the best comics of our time!” Mike exclaimed, obviously trying to get you to want to read it.

“Fine! Fine, I’ll give it a try. Just give it to me tomorrow after the crawl, but now you have to watch Footloose with me next time you’re over.” Amber gave in, vastly making a compromise to get back at him for all the constant nagging after Mike found out she hadn’t read The Dark Knight Returns.

Amber watched the way Mike’s eyes filled with a mix of a peeved and a challenged expression, clearly debating on doing something to Amber.

Mike narrowed his eyes, lips twitching as he fought a smile.

“You’re evil, you know that, right?” he muttered.

Amber raised an eyebrow, challenging him. “For what? Wanting to watch a classic? God, Wheeler, at least I have taste.”

He scoffed, leaning back against the couch. “There’s nothing tasteful about watching Kevin Bacon dance around in a barn.”

“You know the plot, you’ve seen it.” Amber gasped, “There’s no way you’re sitting here complaining like you haven’t but you have! You liar!”

“What! I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Mike scrambled, obviously trying to make up a bullshit excuse.

Amber shoved his shoulder lightly. “You totally have! You’re a terrible liar.”

He shoved her back, not hard enough to knock her down but hard enough for air to be shifted, making her closer to him, practically leaning on him.

“You watched Footloose! You can never make fun of me again!” Amber laughed, clearly excited over getting this out of him.

Mike challenged her, “Say Footloose again, say it one more time.”

“Footloo—“

He grabbed her shoulders, tackling her playfully with enough force to keep her down but not hurt her. She laughed, giggling as he smiled widely, watching you squirm slightly.

That's when the air got thicker, your eyes glanced at his lips as he smiled widely, having fun as you wiggled lightly.

Mike’s eyes went from playful to soft, stealing glances at your lips before realizing what was happening and quickly getting off while trying to make it seem casual.

Mike’s breathing was still uneven as he sat up, pretending to dust off his pants while clearing his throat.

“You’re so annoying! I told you not to say it.” Mike said with his voice cracking, obviously trying to brush off what happened moments before.

Amber sat up, grabbing his leg for a bit of support on accident. “Right, the Footloose curse is gonna get me.”

Mike shuffled in his seat, glaring at her as he grabbed a pillow and lightly hit her with it before putting it on his lap. “Shut up.”

Amber laughed lightly, putting her hands in her hair, playing with it slightly.

Mike looked at her; something felt different—a good different. He could feel the heat rise in his lap from just her touching his thigh on accident. He knew it was wrong. He knew nothing could happen; they’re just best friends after all, right?

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Amber questioned, tone laced with curiosity.

His eyes snapped back to his hands; he didn’t even realize how long he had been staring.

“I’m not—I wasn’t staring.”

“You were.”

Mike looks down at the pillow in his lap, the strain was getting painful and he wanted to try to get out of this situation as soon as possible.

Mike kept his eyes fixed on the pillow that sat on his lip, lightly playing with the hem at the edge with his shoulders tense and jaw clenched like he was holding something back.

Amber tilted her head, “Mike, what’s wrong? Did I do something?” Amber placed her hand on his arm lightly. “You never have to keep anything from me.”

“I’m not keeping anything from you, just a bit tired, I guess.” Mike hid the truth while trying to sound casual; it didn’t work.

Amber shook her head, “Come on, Mike, I know you’re lying. What’s up?”

“You’re confusing me; I can’t stop thinking about certain things, and you’re making me even more confused.” Mike inhaled, realizing he actually said that out loud.

Amber froze, “What do you mean?”

Mike didn’t answer, his breathing stilled but was clearly just shallowed, his head down as he shifted the pillow slightly.

“Mike, look at me.”

Mike didn’t look for a second, but he hesitantly looked up after, his eyes filled with a look she couldn’t grasp, but she knew one thing: it had a hint of love. There was another emotion, though; she couldn’t put her finger on it.

“I wasn’t trying to stare…” he whispered, trying to be as convincing as he could be.

“Mhm,” Amber hummed, clearly not taking in his statement. “Then what’s wrong?”

Mike read her face, debating on saying what he had been thinking for years. That’s when she put her hand on his; he lost control.

Suddenly, his hand was on your face, leading you to his lips. He kissed her gently but with a hint of hunger. He pulled away, realizing the mistake.

“I’m so sorry, I really shouldn’t have, I didn't mean—“ Mike was cut off by a kiss, her soft lips fitting perfectly together with his.

Mike pulled away lightly, putting his head on hers as his breathing was quickened from the kissing. “What does this mean? I don’t think I can stop if you kiss me again…” Mike looked in your eyes with a type of neediness you’ve craved for so long from his brown eyes.

“Then don’t stop.”

Mike slid his hands down to her waist, the pillow on his lap fell to the floor as he did so. Mike pressed his lips against yours; this time, it was lustful and extremely needy. Amber's hands made their way into his hair, lightly tugging on his soft curls. As the kiss got more heated, she found her way to his lap, straddling him as the kiss became even more intense, causing Mike to groan in the kiss.

Amber pulls away, “I’ve never… I’ve never done this before, not like this at least.” Amber whispers, embarrassed knowing Mike had experience from his relationship with El that ended a couple years ago when they decided to just be friends.

One of Mike’s hands made its way to her face, brushing the hair away. “We don’t have to do anything; that’s always okay with me.”

Amber adjusted herself on his lap, causing his head to be thrown back with his eyes screwed shut. “No, I want to. I trust you, please…” Amber whispered, feeling her core gain a heartbeat from her adjustment since her clit grazed his hardness through the cloths of both their pants.

“Just let me know if you ever want me to stop, okay? We can start with just light touching.”

Mike’s lips found their way back to Amber’s, his hands going into her shirt on her waist. Slowly, as the kiss deepened, Mike’s fingers found their way to the hem of her shirt, tugging like he was asking to take it off.

Amber pulled away from the kiss, pulling her shirt over her head as Mike’s hands played with her waist. Mike’s eyes found their way to her chest almost immediately, clearly excited by them.

“You know my eyes aren’t down there, right?” Amber said clearly joking, while also feeling a bit self-conscious.

“I can’t help it; you’re just… so perfect.” Mike whispers, starting to pepper kisses all over your collar bone. “Can I… give you a couple marks, baby? Please?” The neediness slipping through from his tone.

“Yes, please.” Her wetness was undeniable at this point, feeling it soak through her panties. Mike started to suck on her collar bone, causing her to moan quietly. His hands made their way up to her breasts, feeling the fabric of her bra then sliding his hands to her back and undoing her bra hastily.

Mike’s hands cupped her breasts, his fingers made their way to her nipples where he started to lightly pinch them. Amber moaned louder from the combination of him giving her hickeys and his fingers touching her nipples.

“Mike…” she whimpered, lightly moving her hips on his lap. “Please, I need you so bad.”

He looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire. “Are you sure? I don’t want to make you feel like this was rushed or have you regret it after.”

Amber nodded, her hands playing with his hair. “Yes, I’m sure. I’ve wanted this for so long; I don’t think I can wait any longer.”

Mike leaned in and kissed her again, putting his hands on her waist and guiding her to rock her hips lightly.

Mike started to grow restless, he broke the kiss and gently lifted her off his lap and laid her down back on the couch. his hands found their way to the button of her jeans. “Can I take these off baby?”

“Please, I want you so bad.” Amber whispered with a whiney tone.

Mike unbuttoned her jeans, lightly pulling them down as she raised her hips for easier control. Mike tossed them to the floor as Amber clenched her legs back together from the cold air shocking her. “Be a good girl and open your legs for me yeah?”

Amber opened her legs hesitantly, slightly self conscious since no one has ever seen her like this. “We don’t have to do this baby, say the word and ill stop.” Mike whispered with care in his eyes.

“I’m okay, just a bit nervous is all…”

“That’s okay baby, ill be gentle.” Mike’s eyes made their way to your panties, your wetness oozing out from how horny you are.

“You’re so wet, it’s cute.” Mike’s fingers made their way right to where your clit sits, feeling the wetness through your panties while lightly going in circles. His touch was hard enough to make you moan but too light to get any real pleasure out of it.

“Please… please I need you, Mike, stop teasing me.” Amber whined, craving more than just the light touches.

Mike’s hand finds its way to her panties waistband, pulling them down slowly to make her even more desperate. when he finally slides them off of her, he starts to caress her folds taking in all of her wetness. Amber starts to moan from the sudden touch when he finally slides one of his fingers in at a slow pace.

“Is this okay baby? Or do you want me to stop?” Mike kisses her thigh lightly, encouraging her.

“Please keep going, I can take more.” she whispered, craving more. Mike slid another finger in her, starting to increase his pace. The pace increase caused Amber to moan a bit louder which only made Mike crave more. Mike’s pace sped up even more, curling his fingers in just the right ways.

“Fuck! Please don’t stop! Please!” she moaned, feeling her release inching closer and closer. That’s when Mike’s head dove down and his tongue reached her clit. Suddenly everything felt absolutely magical and she saw stars as the knot in her stomach released.

“Oh fuck! Mike, baby, I’m cumming!” Amber moaned, trying to keep herself from crushing him with her thighs.

Mike didn’t stop after she came though, he kept flicking and sucking on her clit with his fingers diving into her, he wanted her to feel the best she ever could.

His tongue was sloppy with a mix of skill, she could feel him making sure to get every last drop of her cum that had came out just moment before and Amber could feel her second orgasm ripping out of her fast.

“Mike! I’m gonna cum again, please! Oh my go-“

That’s when Mike suddenly stopped, leaving her completely dumbfounded.

“What the fuck!” Amber whined, clearly craving more, craving her second release and to have Mike’s pretty lips all over her.

“You did so good with that baby, but I need you so bad.” Mike muttered while unbuckling his belt, getting ready to take off his jeans.

Amber sat up, putting her hands on his crotch before he got the chance to take off his jeans. “Can I take them off of for you?”

Mike laughed lightly, “Only if you agree to spare me from watching Footloose later.”

“Fine, but you owe me.” Amber giggled, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them down, leaving Mike to kick them off his feet after.

Amber could see the imprint of his length through his boxers, she had never really seen one in person but shes seen pictures of some since her older sister would take some of her husband and poorly hide them, leaving Amber absolutely traumatized.

Her fingers slipped to the waistband of his boxers, lightly tracing it. “Oh come on Amber, stop teasing.”

“Fine, but only since you asked so nicely…” Amber whispered trying to seem confident but was probably failing miserably.

Amber slid his boxers down, freeing his red, strained erection. The air hitting it made him whimper slightly, craving her warm insides.

“I would love to have my dick in your mouth any other day, but I think if I don’t fuck you now I’ll go insane baby…” Mike whined, visibly in pain from his erection.

Amber looked at him with a mix of nervousness and lust. “I… I’m not really sure what I’m supposed to do,” she whispered softly, embarrassed.

Mike’s expression shifted into a soft expression, “That’s okay baby, I can teach you. Keep in mind, we don’t have to do anything you aren’t comfortable with. We can stop right now if you would like.

“No, I want to keep going, I’m just… I don’t know exactly what to do.” Amber giggled nervously.

“I’ll guide you,” Mike reassured her. “We’re gonna take it slow okay? Let me know if you want to stop or if you want my pace to change baby.”

He leaned in and kissed her head lightly, then kissing her lips passionately taking in every ounce. “Are you ready?”

“Yes, please Mike.” Amber nodded.

“Okay baby, just relax…” Mike spread her leg open a bit wider, positioning himself with her hole. Amber lightly whimpered as the head of his erection entered her, pain hitting her slightly but not too bad since he had stretched her out a bit beforehand.

“You’re okay baby, I’m going slow remember?” Mike whispers after groaning a bit.

He pressed a light kiss on her lips before sliding forward more, leaving Amber gasping but already feeling the pleasure of his warm erection inside of her.

Mike slowed down, allowing her to get used to his length. His hands roamed her body, touching up and down on her waist providing a soothing feeling.

“Do you want me to keep going, Ambie?” Mike muttered, using a nickname he knew she loved.

“Yes please, keep going” Amber nodded, craving more.

Mike began to thrust at a light speed—with every inch his tip grazed, the more the pleasure became more apparent with her moans filling the room.

“You’re doing so good for me baby.” Mike praised her as her body started to visibly relax a bit more from getting more used to the filling sensation.

As he continued to thrust, Amber felt herself become overcome with pleasure, way more than Mike’s fingers moments before.

Amber wrapped her legs tightly around Mike, giving him a sign to start going faster. Mike’s thrust became faster, sloppier, and so much more electric.

“Fuck! Mike!” Amber’s back arched, creating a new angle for him. The sensations became even more intense and she knew she was getting closer and closer.

“Mike! I’m gonna cum! Please don’t stop, please!” Mike’s pace quickened, causing her moans to become even more apparent.

“I’m gonna cum too baby, you can do it, be a good girl.” Mike groaned, barely able to get his sentence out as he felt his very needed release form in his stomach.

Mike thrusts a bit harder, causing her orgasm to come slipping out of her. Her moans becoming even more sloppy as she muttered utter nonsense with blabbers of Mike’s name and how good he felt.

Amber’s release was enough to send his spiral coming down as-well, his warm string of cum shot inside of her, leaving her completely filled as he moaned.

Mike’s pace became slow as he prepared to slip out of her, watching his cum drip out in the process.

“You did so good for me baby, such a good girl.” Mike praised as he slipped out of her, walking away and grabbing some tissues from a box near the couch to wipe her down a bit.

Amber giggled nervously while pulling a blanket close to her chest, “Mike, I really don’t want this to just be a one time thing, I don’t want this to be just a sex thing either…”

Mike frowned, putting on his boxers and taking off the t-shirt he had been wearing to give to her. “Hey, look at me.” Mike caressed her face as he sat down bext to her.

“I don’t either, you’re my best friend and tonight’s not gonna change that. I’ve liked you for a long time and this was better than anything I could of ever imagined.” Mike smiled softly, making her heart flutter.

“Really?” Amber whispered, in disbelief as she had thought it was just her prior to today.

“Really. I was just scared of ruining our friendship but I can’t hold this feeling in anymore, I just want to be with you.” Mike pushed the hair out of your face, admiring your little smile.

“That’s all I want as well” Amber leans in and kisses Mike softly.