#mclusky

Raised By Bats

Artist: Aurelio Voltaire

Release: 2014

The Difference Between Me and You Is That I'm Not on Fire

Artist: Mclusky

Alan Is A Cowboy Killer // Mclusky // Mclusky Do Dallas (2002)

Warning(s); NSFW 18+, Guns, some violence, a little bit of a slow burn,gentle Kyle x harsh Mike,mentions of being drunk,drinking, mentions of attempted kidnapping, implied stalking, spanking, hair pulling illusion to oral (M received), no real sex + More

Pairing(s); Mike McLusky x Afab!Reader x Kyle McLusky

A/n; I am still getting back in the swing of writing so bare with me here 🥹

I spent days on this I hope you enjoy <3

Your head was pounding you could still taste the metal of the blood from your lip, your ears were ringing but you could hear the sounds of gunfire. Did you pass out? Were you knocked out? Where were you?

Your head filled with questions and it only seemed to make your head hurt worse. Your eyes were blurry but you focused enough to see a wooden door infront of you. You coud feel your body getting heavy again your eyes were closing but you heard the sound of wood crack and a males voice.

You woke up the solid sound of beeping and a sharp pain in your side your eyes weren’t adjusting quick enough. You could hear distant voices but couldn’t make out what was said, your eyes adjusted more enough for you to see that you were hooked up to a monitor. You weren’t in a hospital though.

The door opened and your eyes darted to the figure your body relaxed seeing it was Mike McLusky the mayor. “You’re awake.” He said with a kind smile. You reached for him but your hand was stopped by a chain. You turned to see you were handcuffed to the side of the headboard. You jerked on it as if testing the strength, “ah easy little one.” You looked at him.

“We’ve been looking everywhere for you.” He spoke and you felt confusion muddle your thoughts. “Me?” You asked and Mike nodded “you are just who we needed” “we?” You questioned and Mike dialed a phone number mumbling random things you couldn’t understand before hanging up.

“Yes, we. You’re Close with a person we are looking for” your mind began to rake over every person you’d met with you weren’t close to anyone really. “Who are we talking about here?” You asked the door was opened again another tall man walking inside. “You’re Callahan’s daughter, no?” You felt sick. You hadn’t heard that name in over 20 years.

“You’ve got the wrong girl.” You stated blankly “not according to your birth records” Mike held up a file. You reached for them forgetting about your situation, “I am not his daughter.” You stated clearly, the two men looking at each other noticing the bite to your tone. “It says here that-“ you cut the man off “I don’t give a shit what it says! I’m not his daughter!” You yelled.

The men stared at you and you cleared your throat laying back down in the bed. “I don’t know him.” You added pulling on the cuffs “can you let me go now.” Mike eyes the other man who walked around the bed unhooking the cuffs before walking back around and undoing the other side as well. You rubbed your wrists, small red marks formed.

“Well we have pictures of you meeting up with him just a few days ago.” The man looked at you “who are you even?” You huffed eyeing him. “I’m Kyle McLusky. Your father killed my wife.” You sighed laying your hand on your face. “I’m sorry.” You whispered looking at him “listen, I don’t know him, Or where he is. I’m sorry about your wife, I’m sorry about your sister in law but I can’t help you.” Mike looked at his brother before standing up.

“Why did you meet with him?” Mike asked and you shrugged “I don’t know….i mean you…you always wanna believe your fathers a good person” you looked at Mike then Kyle. You sat up on the bed making Kyle jump as if you could hurt the man, you stood up your legs still feeling numb. “I’m sorry about your wife.” You reached out and touched Kyle’s arm.

You were escorted out taken and left at a random building close to 2 blocks from your house. You walked, your side was killing you, your legs still wobbled from being unused. When you finally made it home you walked to your bathroom preparing your shower. You pulled off the old shirt you were wearing seeing the green and purple bruise that covered half your side. “A couple broken ribs I can live” you mumbled to yourself getting yourself cleaned up.

Weeks passed, the cut on your lip had healed and the bruise was slowly fading. You had been to the grocery store coming back home your door was cracked. You didn’t leave it like that. You reached into the boots you were wearing clicking open a small knife, you stepped inside slowly.

You sat the groceries down as quietly as you could stepping past your office - Clear, your stairs - Clear, moving to your kitchen you finally caught a glimpse of a man in a suit. You stepped around the corner seeing Mike sat at your kitchen table you held the knife out rolling your eyes. “Fuck Mike!” You huffed. You closed the knife sitting it back into your boot, you turned to get your groceries just to be met with Kyle who was bringing them in.

“What are- can I help you??” You questioned sounding rather annoyed “yeah, sit down.” Kyle nodded his head to the chair next to Mike and you were gonna rebel but the look on his face had you moving to sit down without question. He sat your groceries on your kitchen counter and began putting them away “how do you know where my groceries go?” You asked and Kyle just smiled at you.

“Don’t worry about it” Mike said simply “I wanna know why you lied to me” you looked at Mike “what? When did I lie to you?” You huffed annoyed with his accusation. “You know where Callahan is.” Your eyes grew wide. “I don’t know where he is.” You argued “we saw you.” You huffed “saw me what?” You raised your voice.

“Why’re you hanginng out around an abandoned house?” Mike asked directly you blinked at him “not because anyone is there I can tell you that!” You said with a raised tone. “You can be honest with us” Kyle added sliding a box of cereal into your cabinet “why would I tell either of you shit! You broke into my home,practically kidnapped me, apparently have been stalking me and-“ you were cut off by Mike sitting a black gun onto the table.

You looked at the gun and then him with a ‘try me’ look in his eyes. You glared at him “a dog.” You huffed. “What?” Kyle asked “a dog.” You said slower “his names Baxter he’s my upstairs neighbors dog. He went missing and I found him. I’m trying to get him back home.” You rolled your eyes “I don’t see why you asked I know you went inside I know you know Callahan Isn’t there.” You called Mike out who just huffed and stood up.

He nodded at Kyle and Kyle smiled folding the paper bags from your groceries into your trash before following his brother out. You stomped up to your door “next time a simple knock will do!” You yelled at the man before slamming your door shut.

It had been days, probably a week at this point and all you could think about was Mike and Kyle, Mikes hard tone,Kyle’s soft smile,Mikes point of fact attitude,Kyle’s gentle touch. You were banging your head on the beam that connected your door to your office, “you’ve got to chill out” you watched as your neighbor fixed your computer. “I’m just frustrated. Of all people, why can’t I think of literally anyone else.” “Maybe because deep down you like them” he said a spark flying from your computers motherboard. “What! Ew!” You said but you know your words didn’t match the look on your face.

“Why don’t you put on your big girl panties and be honest with yourself.” You groaned at him as he clicked your computer back on. “There you go.” He said dusting off his hands dramatically “thank you” he shrugged “thanks for getting Baxter back home.” “Anytime.” He passed you your computer “how about we go out for a drink?” He offered as you sat your computer on your desk. “Sure.” You replied.

“I would go to the police if it scared you” you looked at him downing another shot “yeah sure because the police are gonna arrest the mayor” he shrugged “they might.” You ordered another cosmo shaking your head at him “I doubt it” the bartender slid you a drink “I didn’t order this” they nodded “that guy sent it” you followed his finger seeing a tall well dressed man in a booth. You flipped the guy off and poured the drink onto the floor before handing the glass back to the bartender. “That’s how you get kidnapped” you huffed.

You spent more time than planned with your neighbor you definitely had way too many drinks but you knew how to handle your liquor. “Just get in the car” you were in a haze but not so much of a one you couldn’t tell that this wasn’t your neighbor anymore. Your eyes wouldn’t focus but you were still fighting with what strength you had left.

“For fucks sake just get in the car!” The more the guy pushed and prodded the more you squirmed and fought. “Get away from me” you mumbled it. It was slurred but clear enough. “You heard her.” A strong voice sounded from behind the pair of you “she’s just drunk. I’m her boyfriend” the man was speaking but you had lost a lot of energy to argue. “I don’t think you are.” The man argued.

“Fuck off buddy” the man snapped at the other two you turned your head enough to make out 2 tall figures your eyesight still failing you, you watched as one of the men landed a punch right to the guys jaw. He dropped you but you didn’t hit the floor instead you felt a warm hold around you. “We can’t leave you alone for 2 minutes can we?” Even with how muddy your brain was you could tell it was Kyle’s voice. You felt him pick you up bridal style before your body finally gave out.

You woke up a sharp pain hitting your head you groaned reaching for your phone instead you were met with a hard muscle you jumped up turning to see Kyle asleep next to you. You glanced down seeing your clothes still on turning to see Mike sat in a chair. “You’re awake” he stood up walking to grab a glass of water and advil. “Here” he offered it to you and you took it happily.

When your eyes finally focused you realized you were in your own bed. You blinked trying to remember half of what happened but your brain wasn’t ready for that. “There’s no way we had sex right?” Mike couldn’t help the amused chuckle that fell from his lips “no, hate to break it to you” “bummer” the word fell out of your mouth before you realized. Your cheeks turned red you didn’t know how to cover it up so you just sat there. “Excuse me?” Mike asked and you just ignored him standing up, clearing your throat “I’m- you- I’m gonna go fix breakfast”

Mike stuck his arm out stopping you from leaving “breakfast can wait.” He spoke, it wasn’t a suggestion it was him telling you. Your eyes met his and you could se the hunger that laced his eyes “you look hungry” you mumbled “I am.” Mike replied his hand dropping to cage your body to his own. “Not for food though.” His response sent a sticky wetness to your cunt. “I don’t think-“ “you don’t think at all do you?” He cut you off.

He began walking you backwards back towards the mattress that his brother still laid asleep on “there’s nothing but butterflies in that pretty head of yours, is there?” He asked your legs finally hitting the side of your mattress. “That’s not true I just-“ “just so desperate it’s made you stupid?” He cut you off again and your cheeks blushed harder as you pushed on his chest but he didn’t give you space.

His face was inches from your own, you could feel the heat from it on your own skin, his breath smelled like fresh mint,his lips were practically touching yours. His cologne was flooding every single thought you had it felt overwhelming. You wanted to argue, to tell him off, say you aren’t desperate,you aren’t stupid,that he’s just lying. He’s not. Maybe you were a little stupid around them. Maybe a little desperate too.

You heard the rustle of the sheets behind you but you couldn’t pry your eyes from mikes. It was like you were frozen, your body jolted when a warm hand was saddled on your lower back “Easy, it’s just me.” Kyle’s voice was scratchy obvious from when he first wakes up.

Now you were surrounded you couldn’t get out of this, you had no where to run,you were trapped. “She’s gone stupid.” Mike spoke “what? Our girl, stupid? Surely not.” You felt your heart jump and that name. Our girl. Theirs. Were you? Theirs? Their property?

You watched Mike look at Kyle as if they were exchanging words without speaking you turned your head enough to look back at Kyle. He caught you staring smiling sweetly at you his hand moved from your back sliding its way up,past your shoulder and around, his fingertips holding your jaw in place. Like you were gonna move to begin with. Kyle looked at your face searching for something checking for any flint of doubt. “Kyle…” you spoke quietly as you called out to him, it came out more whiney then you intended.

Kyle sighed his smile changing to one that held too much mischief for your liking he finally pressed his lips to yours, it was hard. Rough. He wasn’t gentle he was showing you who was in charge here, it wasn’t you. You felt mikes lips find their place on your neck sucking bruises you already knew you wouldn’t able to hide. Kyle pulled from your lips “relax” he whispered pulling you to realize just how stiff you really were. Kyle’s lips found your jaw making their way down the opposite side of your neck.

Mikes hand finally let go of your waist and you fell the mattress catching you you felt Kyle move and Mike pushed you guiding you to lay back on the bed. You watched Mike shake off his blazer throwing it somewhere that didn’t really matter. Kyle disappeared behind his brother and you felt worry that he wasn’t coming back. “Hey!” Mikes loud tone brought you back to him. “Pay attention to who’s touching you right now.” He huffed. You felt his hands land on your thighs, running their way up to your jeans button.

His eyes met yours for a brief second before he unbuttoned your jeans pulling them off you with a smirk. “Dirty girl” her muttered dropping his head to lay kisses along your abdomen you felt him nip and instinctively smacked his head. His eyes shot to yours with a dark look and you whined “sorry it’s habit” Mike didn’t like the answer he gripped your hips flipping you around with a squeal. Before you had time to process Kyle had made his way in front of you he gripped your arms not harshly but enough to hold you still.

You eyes shot wide when you felt it a sharp painful smack that echoed in the room, before you could think clearly after the first one 3 more came back to back. You wanted to roll over, to block his target but with Kyle holding you, you didn’t have much choice.

“Awh our poor girl is crying.” When Kyle said it at first you didn’t realize that warm tears had began to fall down your cheeks. Kyle’s thumbs rubbed over your wet cheeks as he cooed at you “stop babying her” Mike scolded his brother who just rolled his eyes. “Well she’s my baby, aren’t you?” He cooed at you and you nodded pouting at him. “Why don’t you stop being so mean” he argued “she’s not a baby she can handle this.”

His fingers twisted in your hair jerking your head back urging your body to bend in a way that sent pain through every nerve you had. “Isn’t that right.” “Yeah” you whined “no.” You felt another smack land on your ass. “Yes sir. Say it.” “Yes sir” you whimpered and he let go allowing your body to relax you sighed. Kyle released your arms and you immediately rolled over looking to see Mike.

He stood in front of you his tie now thrown to the side like his blazer, his shirt unbuttoned enough you could see the dark hair that littered his chest. You blinked at him “come here little girl” your body sat up on instinct your head reaching the man’s abdomen. You kept eye contact even when you heard the sound of mikes belt clinking as he pulled it loose.

On Thursday, March 8, 2026, Mclusky returned to Warsaw in Brooklyn, NY in support of their 2025 album, The World Is Still Here and So Are We, plus their EP released last month, i sure am getting sick of this bowling alley, both released by Ipecac Records.