#erotxcism

s5 mike wheeler x fem!reader

part 1- wheelers basement…

all characters are 18+ !!!

includes: inital fluff, eventual smut, teasing, unwanted erection, foot kink?, humiliation, f receiving oral, hair pulling, face riding, sub mike, hj, friends to lovers

SUPER LONG INTRO(idk i got carried away)- skip to 🔞 emoji for start of smut ;)

summary: y/n is relatively new to hawkins and the group, mike’s attraction to you becomes increasingly obvious when you end up alone together after a group movie night at the wheelers.

‼️this is my first time writing any kind of smut and idrk how to format it on tumblr like everyone else so bear w me :)))‼️

•y/n moved about 5 months ago from california, a younger cousin of max’s. everyone accepted her immediately, her sassy and quick humour fitting right in with the rest of the group. mike is still a little intimidated by her overall confidence, max claiming he confessed to lucas that he has a little crush on her.•

•movie night in the wheelers basement is coming to an end, max already fast asleep on lucas lap with dustin talking obnoxiously loud to keep everyone awake.•

•the main seating area is a long sofa, seating mike, lucas, max and dustin who has ended up cross-legged on the floor. y/n is sat on a lazy boy to the left of mike, arm resting on the arm of the chair holding her own head up from exhaustion. her feet are naturally resting across mikes lap, just above his knees. •

“guys look, look this is the best part!!!” dustin squeaks, hoping that if he ignores everyones tired eyes and yawns, they will start to care about the action on screen.

mike lets out a frustrated sigh “dustin, dude, were all exhausted can we continue this another time?? its like 2am.” y/n closing her eyes as if the sound of conflict has triggered her tiredness more.

dustin lowers his shoulders in defeat, “yeah man max is gonna need carried up these damn stairs”, lucas chimes in as he brushes a strand of hair behind max’s ear.

“okay fine!!!” dustin replies, already getting up, “okay!! im going, its fine. see u guys tomorrow.” picking up his things.

lucas attempts to pick up max, her letting out a groan in response to the disruption.

lucas whispers, “dustin, get the door man”, picking her up in one swoop, giving mike a nod as the tv still plays in the background.

they disappear upstairs, the basement door quietly clicking shut, leaving mike and y/n alone.

mike has his hands behind his head, leaning back against the cushion of the sofa, closing his eyes. he lets out, “thank god”, under his breath, turning to see y/n looking asleep.

“y/n” he whispers, in a soft tone, leaning toward her, trying to see any flicker in her eyes that would indicate she’s fake sleeping.

after no response he isn’t in a rush to move, actually enjoying seeing this side of y/n, peacefully unaware and even more beautiful asleep. mostly because he’s not afraid of being caught staring at her, like usual.

he moves his hands away from behind his head, relaxing his back stiffly, realising he doesn’t know where to put his hands.

his arms wave around in the air awkwardly, before muttering under his breath, “fuck it”, gently placing them on top of y/n’s bare ankle and lower calf.

his cold hands, meeting the heat of y/n’s smooth skin, felt slightly wrong. not because its the weirdest thing to do as friends, but as if everything he assumed about them being wrong for eachother was true. shes hot and hes cold.

🔞 y/n twitches slightly, her feet creeping up mikes jeans, his hands moving carefully with her movements. mike straightens his back, jaw tensing at her feet creating friction on his thighs. y/n lets out a high pitched groan, as if she was teasing mike even more. as his eyes trace from where his hands are resting, past y/ns feet, up her thighs and perfectly round ass, mike feels himself getting hard.

he closes his eyes in frustration, fighting the erection before y/n shuffles onto her side even more, ass looking directly at mike.

her feet, making herself more comfortable, move up higher, and higher, towards mikes dick. he has his eyes closed now, the thought and feeling alone of her slender feet creeping up his inner thighs being enough to make him unfold.

mike is practically bulging out of his jeans now, praying her foot doesnt move any closer, despite it feeling so good.

as if y/n had hear his thoughts, she gets dangerously closer and closer, before shes there. mike covers his mouth in shock, the slap against his face making y/n’s head turn to face him.

her body is completely still, foot exactly where it was, now touching mikes clothed throbbing tip.

y/n rubs her sleepy eyes open, coming to before staring right at it. “oh… mike… gosh, what- i mean i was asleep-“ “its uh!!!” mike snaps back, swinging her legs off him, completely mortified.

“im sorry- i should have woke you up, ummmm” , now standing up covering himself very obviously, pacing backwards. y/n starts to snicker, eyes now wide open and switching between mike’s expression and his massive bulge.

“mike, im- wow” , she lets out, his face bright red, searching hers for a reaction. mike butts in, “no its just you were asleep and you started- with your feet- and its late- do you want me to walk you home??”

y/n stares at him in disbelief, now wide awake and honestly turned on by what shes done to him. she stands up, “mike relax,” walking toward him now slowly, mike frozen with his big hands still attempting to cover his erection, “its okay”.

the closer she gets, the more she needs to look up at him, his flustered expression avoiding eye contact, basically staring at the ceiling.

y/n, now right in front of him, reaches to his wandering face, lightly turning it towards her, “hey, look at me”

mike, embarrassed out of his mind, his dick now twitching and practically leaking precum at her touch, finds her gaze reluctantly, “hm?” smiling as if everything is completely fine.

“its okay mike, i mean,” her hand now tracing softly down his face, feeling the flutter of his pulse at his neck, now teasing at his jumper, “i just didnt expect my feet to turn you on so much.”

mike gasps, trying to put words together, “no, y/n- its not why- i um” she giggles before looking down, “so something else made this happen?” , completely teasing him now.

mike sighs upward, instinctively going to cover his face but realising a little too late what hes done. “oh” , y/n gasps, looking up at mike who is now looking directly at her as she closes the space, before her eyes locking on his hardness again.

she is having fun now.

a sly smirk creeps across her face before she bites her lip, pressing herself into him. y/n maintains eye contact with him, mikes breath hitching at the contact. “fuck,” she groans, “so hard for me mike.”

y/n is enjoying this far too much, breathing practically into mikes open mouth, his eyes closed from embarrassment and pleasure at the friction.

she continues pressing her clothed stomach against him, mikes dick practically jumping out of his jeans, begging to be inside her.

y/n suddenly holds mikes face with one hand, his eyes meeting hers, before she unzips his fly with the other.

mikes chin presses against her forehead, fighting the urge to make any noise. she uses both hands now to unzip his jeans, pulling down his jeans to the floor, bending down as she does it.

mike fights his body, trying to stand completely still but hes going to break soon. he likes being teased like this but hes not far from cumming his pants.

🔞🔞!!!! as y/ns bare knees hit the itchy rug on the floor, she comes face to face with mikes clothed dick. his boxers not hiding anything, the outline of his tip visible through the fabric, a wet patch not far. “someone couldn’t contain himself huh?” mike lets out a high pitched whimper as y/n traces up his bare leg on the outside of his thigh, freeing his aching cock from his boxers.

mikes dick springs up to hit his stomach, twitching as she exhales in shock at the size of him. his tip shines in the dimly lit basement, precum leaking out of him.

y/n doesnt even know where to start, eventually settling on gripping his tip with medium pressure, enough to spread out his wetness down his length.

mike can barely hold himself together now, his dick and fingers twitching in sync, wanting to pull her chin to his face and unfold.

y/n strokes his length just a few times, getting him used to her touch before letting go, mike whimpering as she does.

mike grabs the sides of her shoulders, as if asking for permission, the sight of her on her knees in front of his cock sending him over the edge. she nods and he guides her up to his face gently, releasing the drawstring of her shorts in one swift movement, them pooling at her ankles.

she looks nervous, now that shes the one exposed but she focuses on him again. y/n searches mikes eyes for permission but his entire expression is filled with lust, his submissive eyes wanting her more than anything in the world.

he moves his face closer to hers, y/n opening her mouth for him. mike gently presses a kiss on her pink lips, testing the waters, y/n kissing him back 10x more.

the kiss becomes rough and needy, mike pulling her closer, his now wet dick craving the friction of the waistband of y/n’s thong.

he grabs her ass with one hand, the other gripping the skin on her hips, kissing her even deeper, moaning into her mouth, making her wetter by the second.

her hands trail up from his hips, pausing at his wool jumper, pulling it over his head. she claws at his back as y/n is backed into the sofa, pulling at mikes neck and curls, coaxing another needy moan from his lips that makes her cunt tighten.

she breaks away from the kiss, pushing him down on the couch, his throbbing dick bobbing as he falls. mike looks at her in disbelief, playing into being submissive when all he wants to is fuck her until she forgets her own name.

y/n crosses her legs shyly, pulling off her tshirt, revealing a black lacy bra. she unclips it, the bra falling to the floor as her perky tits bounce free.

she stalks over to him, straddling mike and flattening his cock either her clothed pussy.

mike latches onto a boob, sucking and toying either her nipple between his teeth. her head flies back in pleasure, “fuck thats it mike”, the praise edging him on. his dick pushes up into her clothes cunt, the pressure almost ripping a hole in y/ns panties.

as he grabs her free breast, flicking the nipple between his thumb and pointer finger, he only gets harder, his moans vibrating across her now hard nipples.

“let me taste you baby please” mikes begged, his mouth half stuffed with her breast, she nodded before straddling his face.

she smelt like sex, her wetness soaking through her panties. mike couldnt wait any longer, pulling her thong to the side revealing what mike jerks off to imagining. “fuck me-“ mike groans as he licks up her folds, his voice vibrating inside her. she lowers her body onto his face, his nose pressing into her clit making her gasp and her legs widen more. he grabs onto either side of her ass, spreading her pussy even more.

if she was suffocating him, she didnt care, the pleasure was too intense. mikes tongue created a steady pace, craving to be deeper and taste all of her, his nose still hitting her throbbing clit.

y/n grabs and fondles her own tits with force, missing his touch already.

she leans forward, putting her hands on mikes thighs, to create more leverage, mikes tongue pumping mercilessly in and out of her leaking cunt.

he cant wait any longer, licking her pussy clean by going up and down her folds, catching any of her fluid that is trying to escape him.

she turns back to face him, his lips puffy and slick with her arousal, leaking down his chin. god he looked like heaven, his eyes looking for approval like a puppy who fetched a bone. y/n pulls him into a kiss, the taste of herself blending into their saliva, mike grabs her ass effortlessly, pushing his rock had dick between her slimy folds brushing her clit, dying to feel her walls clench mikes entire length.

😛😛😛to be continued….

i got so carried away there phew, i will make a part 2 (DONT BE MAD AT ME) i lit just edged everyone

Y hay otra que sabe exactamente lo que provoca cuando deja de esconderse.

La diferencia entre ambas es mucho más pequeña de lo que parece.