guitar magazine - mikey way x gn reader
i have no mikey fics?! so my apologies and here’s me giving you all one <3 this is also for my lovely moot @imsobiplshelp SO i hope this mikey fic made ur day !!
warnings — edging, getting off to photos of the reader, sub!mikey, dom!reader, degrading, begging, very much pervy mikey, smut with little plot
you’ve always known mikey was weird. he was just socially awkward, not always the best with hygiene, didn’t always talk much in classes, almost didn’t participate in anything revolving around the school.
so you just didn’t talk to him.
until of course a few months back, you had gotten assigned to work in a project with him. turns out he’s not as weird as you thought he was.
definitely weird, but cool all around.
when you guys starts getting closer, you learned how clingy and possessive he was. absolutely hating the idea of any other guy coming around you, finding some way to always touch you, have you over, occasionally cuddling with you when you’d guys have sleep overs.
not that it bothered you so much, he was just really clingy.
not that you hadn’t gained feelings yourself. it was just harder to express them towards him.
today, hanging out in his room and watching him play guitar mostly while you flipped through multiple magazines you had brought over. you guys hadn’t spoke much, but the presence was enough.
“gotta use the bathroom,” you looked up from your magazine. seeing mikey stand up from his chair. “i’ll be back.”
you just gave a smile and went back to the magazine. seeing what new clothes and whatever new celebrity drama could be interesting.
you leaned back more into the pillow, trying your best to get comfortable and hearing something paper like squish between the pillow. turning your head some before putting your magazine down.
when the noise was made again when you turned your body more, that’s when you looked under the pillow and didn’t see anything, then hearing the noise come from under the pillow case when you held pillow.
of course, you pulled it out. thinking it was just some porn magazine. and sure that spiked your interest itself. when you pulled out, you realized it was a magazine. a guitar magazine. wondering why mikey kept it under his pillow, you started flip through it.
your eyes instantly widening and noticing their was your polaroids you guys had taken together, photos from the year book from years back. all glued into book, clearly some pages have his own cum on them that covered the photos of you.
being able to recognize where each of these photos came from.
when mikey’s door opened, you jumped. seeing him walk in normally.
“dude what the hell?” you said instantly. him looking confused until he saw what was in your hands and instantly becoming mortified.
mikey’s entire face turning bright red and seeing his chest rise a little quicker from the embarrassment.
“that’s,” he stumbled over his words “can i just explain,” he walked over to your fast “i promise, its, it’s not exactly what you think that is”
you eyebrows furrowed, completely lost at what he’s trying to get at. “then what is it mikey,” you pointed to a few pages “photos of me in here with your cum on it.”
when you and mikey started being close, you had always thought he was cute. you’d always known mikey was weird.
just you didn’t think it was like this.
you looked back at the pages, feeling multiple different emotions. not exactly sure on how to feel about it but not exactly against it either.
“hey,” mikey’s voice getting needy. his hand going to your hair to brush out of your face. “i know it’s so dirty of me to do that, i just can’t control it.” he tried to explain.
you looked at him again, looking all around his face. pretty nose, pretty eyes, everything about him pretty.
“this is fucking disgusting mikey.” you said straight up. putting the magazine down because you didn’t wanna keep looking at it. “like seriously, not everyone does that to people they have a crush on.”
mikey’s face flushed more. “let me make it up to you please.” he practically begged. scooting closer to you and leaning in a little more. “i know im so disgusting but please, i can show you im good”
you just stared at him for a second.
letting everything sink in.
sure, mikey had photos of you but he was using them to get off.
when you thought about it a little more, it was a confidence boost.
he thought you were good enough to get off to. not that you didn’t find it exactly not weird. but, definitely boosted your self esteem.
“no.” you said. “you don’t get to prove anything to me right now.” you stood up this time.
trying your best to regulate your own feelings about all of this.
“lean against the headboard and pillows” your voice came out firm.
mikey wasted no time and listened. feeling a shot of excitement go through you when you realized how easily he listened.
seeing him sitting there, not even breaking eye contact with you once and just waiting to see what you want from him.
“that was so gross mikey,” you move slowly back over to the bed. sitting right next to where he was. just watching him first. “what did you think about while you jacked off to those photos?”
your hand first started at his thigh. ever so slowly rubbing it up and down just to see what he did.
his eyes going to watch your hand for a moment: lips parted and hearing the soft breath the left them.
“you touching me.” mikey answered embarrassingly.
your head tilted. “like how?”
you seen his adam’s apple bob when he swallowed hard. taking another second to answer when you kept rubbing his thigh.
seeing his cock harden in his jeans fast.
“you giving me a handjob, or sucking dick.” he didn’t look at you this time. clearly too embarrassed this time when he finally admits it.
mikey’s words sent a flutter through you. feeling yourself get turned on from the idea of him thinking of you like that.
you shifted. your hand going higher on his thigh and ghosting over his hardened dick in his jeans. instantly hearing him give a slight whimper. suppressing your grin when you heard it.
“do you want me to do that mikey?” leaning closer to his face so your breath fanned over his neck.
right away mikey nodded, then whimpering yet again when you added more pressure to his dick.
“tell me.” you pushed. nipping the nape of his neck. “tell me you want me to do those things.”
your hand kept running up and down now across his hardened dick in his jeans. it looked extremely uncomfortable by now. straining in the jeans, but after the photos you didn’t think he needed to fully get he wanted.
mikey’s head leaned back against the headboard. giving out a choked whine when you kept adding more pressure. “i want you, please i want you to do those things so badly.” whining at the back of his throat more.
having to squeeze your own legs together from how much this was turning you on.
you nipped his neck again, seeing you left two love bites that were in obvious spots. not really feeling sorry in any way.
“too bad, mikey.” you licked over the spots where you left the love bites.
right away pulling your hand away from his dick. mikey shooting his head up when you pulled away and felt yourself get off the bed.
“what,” he breathed out. trying to figure out if he did something wrong.
you just gave a simple shrug of your shoulders. instead leaning down just one more time to give a peck on his cheek. “maybe next time when i come over, yeah?”