saw a vid that says mikes the type to directly after say ‘‘steve was right it feels better when it’s not your own hand’’ and tells lucas EVERYTHING about your relationship. i just wanna see a fic that has one or both of these 🫣 theyre user was angelfawnuh on tt
And your friend Steve...
| aged up!mike wheeler x reader
| content- MDNI, blowjobs, sub!mike (?), S5 mike, crack towards the end, lucas ft.
| wc- 1.3k
| a/n - omg heyy peopleee wow. it's been awhile but tbf i haven't had motivation but im trying to push myself now so bear with me. MY FIRST REQUEST AHHH IM SO EXCITED THANK YOU ANON FOR SENDING also first time writing smut and I've never felt so awkward in my life 😭 to my girlies who write smut all the time i applaud you cause writing about cock and balls took about 10 years off my lifespan so don't expect this to be a common occurrence. not proofread and whipped up in like 20 mins so enjoy if you can
Mike sits like a rigid at the foot of your bed as if he’s been turned to stone and you were the gorgon that did it to him. You lean against the wall across from him, posture loose and lips tilted in a lazy smirk, staring at him through your lashes like a predator spotting prey.
“I’m not gonna bite you know,” You say, pushing off the wall and making your way towards him.
Mike’s head shoots up, eyes wide with terror and slight arousal. As terrified as he is that you’re going to eat him whole he can’t lie and say he doesn’t find the way you’re sauntering towards him like the cat that got the cream wasn’t the hottest thing he’s ever seen in his life.
“I-I know I’m just– I’ve never really done this before,” He says, chuckling nervously as you finally reach him and use the tip of your finger to trail from the peak of his cheekbone down, down, down to the fat of his lip, “I-uh- I don’t really know what to do.”
“Oh you don’t have to do anything baby. I’ve got you,” You say, trailing your lips from the corner of his own to the crook of his neck. You can almost feel him gulp at the contact and allow yourself another smirk before marking his neck in lovebites to remember you by.
“H-holy shit,” Mike gasps, feeling himself get harder by the second if that was even possible.
You rise from the warmth of his neck coming to eye level with him again. A pout positioned on painted lips cooing at him like he was the most pathetic stray you’ve ever seen, “I know, it feels good doesn’t it,” Mike nods vigorously, “I know it does. I can make you feel even better Mikey trust me,”
“I do!” He nearly shouts, flushing as you raise a brow and start to lift his shirt while he’s distracted, “I mean, i do– of course I do,”
You giggle as you trail brick red kisses down his chest, not even granting him the mercy of a response.
You can’t fool yourself by saying you weren’t absolutely vibrating at the thought of getting your hands on this boy; your excitement was quickly proven by the way you practically tore his jeans and boxers from his body and grasped his cock with fervor.
Mike hisses through his teeth before a groan is ripped from his chest and he has to put his arms behind him to keep him upright as his whole body turns to mush in your hands, “Shit, shit, shit, shit, fuuuuck,”
Gods, was this boy a balm for the ego or what?
You stare transfixed at his dick, long but skinny, fitting for the type. You grasp him at the base and peek your tongue out to kitten lick his tip, looking up just to see his eyes clenched shut and his head thrown back in pleasure.
“Mike,” You say sternly, a slight frown on your face as he once again snaps to attention, looking you straight in the eyes for the first time in an hour and what a sight he is.
Glossy brown eyes and flushed pale skin framed by limp curly hair already falling flat from sweat, “Y-yeah? Sorry– um– yes?” he manages, trembling so hard you almost feel bad. Almost.
“Eyes on me, handsome. Yeah? Keep your eyes on me and I’ll keep my mouth on you, deal?” You say, slowly stroking him as you maintain eye contact. This is the most fun you’ve had in months.
“Deal,” He manages to keep his voice steady this time but it doesn’t last long as you get your mouth back on him, “D-deal I’m sorry. i’m so sorry, fuck,”
In lieu of a response you fulfill your promise and finally suck him in, determined to take all of him.
You’re starting to feel ever so grateful that your parents decided to go see the tree lighting in the town square instead of family night tonight because the way Mike just moaned you would’ve thought they were making movies this town has only seen when they decided to venture into the triple X section of family video; that is to say movies they have never seen.
It was truly a filthy sight. Mike Wheeler, butt ass naked, on your frilly pink and green bedspread moaning and panting like a low rate pornstar; all red and pathetic. And you on your knees, in a deep red bra with a pretty little green bow in the middle with matching panties you picked out just because he was coming over, drooling all over this certified dweeb’s dick like it was the best thing you’ve ever let touch you’re tongue. Saliva and precum dripping from your chin into the valley of your breasts in a sight that was so astonishingly erotic Mike was inclined to believe Lucas accidentally hit him in the head with his stupid basketball again and this was all one big beautiful hallucination.
You slowly inch your hand up his thigh, letting the tips of your fingers tease the edge of his balls and Mike literally jumps a foot off the bed in shock, “What are you doing?!” He squeals, his voice cracking in the middle so adorably you won’t even scold him for ruining your flow.
“You said you trust me, did you not?” Your eyebrow arches and Mike looks oh so apologetic.
“Well, yeah but–” He starts before you shush him again and fully grab his sack this time, effectively shutting him up.
“Then trust me,” You say, as you lean down to take him in your mouth again and you know it won’t be long now. You can feel him twitching and tightening before your tongue even hits his shaft again.
“Jesus christ! Oh-oh my god,” He shudders, eyes shutting again uncontrollably, “I’m gonna– fuck, fuck, fuck I’m gonna cum–”
You speed up your movements twirling your tongue each time you reach the tip before taking him all the way to the base; gagging a bit as you swallow around his length.
He groans loudly one last time before thick ropes of cum slide their way down your throat in warm waves. He puts his hand on your head, not pushing but holding you there, playing with the strands slightly as he comes down from his high.
You lift yourself off him, proud and awed, as you wait for him to regain the ability to speak. You aren’t expecting what he says when he finally does though,
“Steve was right, it feels way better when it’s not your own hand,” He huffs out a laugh.
Your brows furrow in confusion. Steve. Steve, Steve, Stev- “STEVE FUCKING HARRINGTON?? You talked to Steve FUCKING Harrington about–about blowjobs?!?!”
“No, No they’re right because what the hell are you talking about?! You’ve talked with Steve about this?? You’re sisters ex boyfriend Steve?! Babysitter Steve??” Mike comes back to himself, ripped from the memory of the best and only blowjob he’s ever gotten as Lucas’ incredulous voice comes crashing over him.
“It’s wasn’t like I went to him intentionally! It just sort of like happened– I don’t know! That’s not the point! The point is it felt like absolute fucking heaven, Lucas,” He says with a dopey smile, “Pure unadulterated heaven and I think they might be an angel or-or some mystical elven being sent to our realm on accident and I was lucky enough to be their human plaything,”
Lucas stared at him with nothing but shock and confusion, “Have you lost your damn mind?!”
Mike sighs and gets up from his dusty old basement couch to grab another slice of pizza and head upstairs, “You just don’t get it. I mean how could you? I have an angel and you have Max, who might as well be an eldritch beast sent to torture us all into an early grave so I can understand the confusion,” He says nonchalantly while also running up the stairs before Lucas can fully process his words.
“No I understand just fine I’m just wondering if YOU understand the bullshit that just came out your mouth– wait. WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY ABOUT MY GIRLFRIEND, YOU FUCKIN’ ASSHOLE?!”
| dividers by @cafekitsune
