#ayeeee

There was a cold breeze in the air as the bar door swung open. Will held the door, keeping it open as both Dustin and Lucas held Mike by his arms as Mike wobbly walked.

It was supposed to be a boys night out—but after Mike disappears from the dance floor, and is found nearly blackout drunk by Will— Boy’s night out was cut short.

Just as the four boys stepped foot out of the bar, you pulled up with your windows rolled down and a mouth ready to scold.

Lucas stifled a laugh as he heard you kissing your teeth when Dustin pushed Mike into the car.

The three boys looked at your car as it speeds away, laughing as they knew that Mike was gonna be in huge trouble.

“Ugh—“ You groaned as you opened your shared apartment door. Mike’s arm was around your shoulder as he rested basically all of his body weight on you.

You threw him onto the couch, sitting down next to him as your hands reached out to push his hair away. Mike leaned into your touch, eventually resting his head on your shoulder as his arms hugged your arms.

“Mike, let me get you some water—“ You spoke. Just as you got up, Mike pulls you by your hands, making you fall into him. You heard him groan when your head hit his chest, making you stifle a laugh.

You situated yourself, sitting on his lap as you moved the hair covering his face back. Mike hums, “I love you.” He mumbles.

“Me too.” You say. Mike frowns, “You what?” he spoke, eyes drowsily open.

You break into laughter at his state. “I love you, too.” Mike smiles when he hears you.

“But you’re a dumbass for getting this drunk.” You scolded, to which his smile drops to turn into a pout. “What were you thinking?” You scolded.

“I missed you—“ Mike whines, hugging your arm tighter, “I’m sorry, Okay? I got bored.”

You eventually get up, pulling him up too as you walked to your shared bedroom. You drop Mike onto the bed, telling him you’ll be back with water, to which he (unsuccessfully) protests.

When you get back, Mike was sprawled on the bed. His jacket was off while his hands and feet spread like a starfish.

You stifled a laugh. “Mike. Baby, get up.” You spoke, almost as soft as a whisper. Mike groans before sitting up, leaning his head against your stomach as you stood near the bed.

“Here.” You say, giving him the glass of water. He takes a single sip before groaning again, hugging your waist as your hand messily caress his hair.

“You’ve gotta shower, Mike.” You say to which he groans for the millionth time. He hugs you tighter, pulling you in. “Can you shower with me?” He asked cheekily as he looked up at you.

You eyed him, making Mike pout with a frown. “Please?” He speaks, kissing up your covered stomach as his hand sneakily reaches downward to caress your butt.

You roll your eyes at his attempt of being sneaky. “Fine, I’ll go turn on the shower.” You spoke, getting out of his grip. “Get undressed and join me.”

Mike did not have to hear that twice. He quickly pulls off his socks, then his shirt, before running to the bathroom as he clumsily unbutton his jeans.

You were already in the shower, water pouring down on your head as he stepped in. He stupidly grins as he leaned in from behind, resting his chin on your naked shoulder.

“You’re gorgeous.” He mumbles, kissing your shoulder. You turn around, jabbing your finger at his shoulder, “No funny business.” You say.

That was not effective as Mike was already half hard when he walked into the shower. Seeing you while his mind was already dazed from the alcohol only fuelled him on.

His eyebrows draw together at the sight of you, his hands stroking himself as he grins.

The water continued running as you both entirely disregarded it.

He hummed, “Fuuckkkkkkk— Sorry.” He apologises, cheekily grinning. You rolled your eyes, laughing as you scoffed at his very sincere apology.

“You’re stupid.” You say, reaching out for his hard-on. Your thumb brushes and swirls around his tip, making him whimper as he watched you. His whole body was flushed as pre-cum leaked out, coating your hands as you stroked him.

He almost head butts you as he leaned in for a kiss. The kissing was sloppy and full of saliva. He pulled you impossibly close as you continued to jerk him off, making him whimper into the kiss.

The water running from the shower rained on the both of you as Mike kissed your neck while your hands move faster as your grip around his length got tighter.

Mike’s mouth hangs open, heavily breathing against your neck as you stroked him faster and faster. His eyes were half lidded, moving down to take one of your tits into his mouth as he looked up at you.

His tongue swirls around your nipple, making you stroke him faster. Mike’s hand wrapped around your bare waist, another hand caressing and gripping your ass as his mouth moves around your chest to your collarbone.

Eventually, it gets to a point where the only thing you could hear was water streaming down and Mike’s heavy panting. He pulled you into a heated kiss but kept whimpering and panting and whimpering and panting until he eventually pulls away from his attempt at kissing you and moans into the crook of your neck.

You didn’t notice he was cumming until your hand was coated in his cum as he panted against your neck.

You lifted his head from you, pulling him into a kiss and your hands tugged on his hair. His hands found your waist, gripping it as he kissed you heavily. There was a mix of saliva, water from the shower, and a whole lot of panting.

As you broke the kiss, your thumb moves to Mike’s mouth, swiping left and right against his lips. “Can we record this? I need to remember this when i’m not drunk.” He asked with a handsomely irritating grin that made you smack his chest before grabbing his chin to pull him into a kiss.

Mike’s free hand turned off the shower as he kissed you, eventually breaking the kiss to kneel down. He gripped your right thigh, throwing it over his shoulder as he sloppily kissed your inner thighs.

“You’re drunk.” You spoke.

“You know I’d still do this if I sober.” Mike mumbled, his cheek pressed against your thigh as he looked up at you.

You smiled, throwing your head back as you leaned against the glass door of the shower. Mike’s mouth moved to your clit, kissing and sucking on it as your hands tugged on his hair. His tongue moved to your opening, licking a stripe before he nudged his face impossibly close.

His nose probed your clit, making you let out a little noise as your mouth hung open. Mike made out with your vagina for nearly ten minutes in the same savouring pace before he quickened his pace. He ate you out messily and occasionally let out hums he didn’t even know he was letting out.

Your moans only got more frantic as Mike’s fingers made their way up to your opening. He pushed in two fingers, moving it in a slow but satisfying way that made you tighten around him every now and then.

His mouth sucks on your clit, circling it with his tongue as his fingers moved faster. You gripped his hair, grinding against his nose as your free hand gripped the flat glass door.

You threw your head back. Mike’s other hand gripped the thigh you’d place on his shoulder, moving it in a position where he can get deeper.

“Mike—“ You panted as he moved faster. He hummed against your clit, fingers curling as he finds the spot. His other hand applies pressure just right below your stomach, stimulating that sensation.

You let a muffled moan as you came, hands gripping his hair harshly. He moves his finger away, replacing it with his mouth as he cleaned you up with his tongue.

By the time he was done with you, you were already more breathless than when you came.

The sides of his mouth was covered with your slick as he gets up. He mumbles a clumsy “Ouch”, as his knees buckled when he gets up.

You stifle a laugh, making him frown with a pout. He pulls you into a kiss before breaking it, “One more, please?” He mumbled against you as his placed pecks on your neck.

“Mike,” You whispered, your hands reaching his cheeks, “We’re supposed to be showering.” You spoke with a teasing smile.

He goes back to his groaning, dropping his head onto your shoulder as his hand turns the shower back on which makes you laugh.