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Mickey watched him, not breaking eye contact. He just looked up into the taller man’s eyes not saying a word.

“And how do you want me to do that?” He teased. Ian stepped closer to Mickey, putting his hand on the side of the man’s face.

Mickey leaned into it slightly, but his eyes didn’t wander. Ian melted at the sight in front of him. Mickey looking up at him with his blue eyes, cheeks slightly flushed and scattered with light freckles, that matched the ones on his bare shoulders and chest, his hair ruffled, a few strands that escaped and rest in front of his forehead. He was leaning into Ian’s hand, looking soft and wanting to please his husband- but he had a mission, and he stayed stern.

“Prove it.” Mickey growled, Ian smiled again at his lover and bent down. He pressed a soft kiss to his husband’s lips, then another, and another, until he moved down to his jaw, and eventually his neck. Ian was in an uncomfortable position because of how his back was bent, so he got on his knees. He’s hands moved to Mickeys hips- pulling him forward more. A quick smile came from Mickey as he was pulled closer, he kept his hands behind him but he tightened his legs around Ian’s torso. Ian quickly connected his lips onto Mickeys neck.

Ian kissed softly into him, but as he moved his hands around Mickeys hips he ventured closer to his crotch, where he could feel his pants tighten. Feeling the strict denim he sucked onto Mickeys neck, as he did so he grabbed his hips and pushed him closer until Mickeys crotch was almost touching Ian’s chest.

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The full fic is on my Ao3!!