Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia x reader and they’re having lshower sex. They’re at the base
Saving Water
Summary: While what was supposed to be saving water, you and Mickey do the opposite.
Warnings: mickey and reader are married, sweating, showering together, porn with little plot, oral (fem receiving), fingering, unprotected piv, smut, 18+ MDNI
A/n: yes I'm reusing this pic of him
You enter the building with a sigh of relief when the AC quickly engulfs you, cooling you from the San Diego sun. It's especially hot today outside, the scorching heat making you sweaty and gross.
You make your way to the office you're supposed to drop off the papers to but not before going to the water fountain to rehydrate your dry throat. The water is gross and somewhat warm but you'll take anything at this point to get rid of the desert in your throat.
After dropping off the stack of papers, you exit the office and hear footsteps coming towards you. You turn around to see who it is just as Mickey appears from around the corner. He stops in his tracks, surprised to see you. "Oh! Hey!" He smiles softly.
"Hi." You place a hand on his neck when he leans down to kiss you. "Mmm" you scrunch your face when you pull away, "you're all sweaty." You wipe the sweat now on your palm on his shirt and he chuckles.
"So are you" he counters.
"My manager has had me running around base dropping off papers. What's your excuse?" You give him an expected look.
"We were doing warm ups and Mav had us do 200 push ups."
"Why the hell would he do that?" You say furrowing your brows.
"It was technically Payback's idea. He wanted to spice things up a bit... and I encouraged it." He avoids eye contact as you tut at him. "Stupid idea since my arms are hella sore now." He groans and rolls his shoulders back. Your gaze falls to his biceps bulging out of his short sleeves as he does so and you bite your lip.
He nods his head at you, "When do you get off work?"
"About now. Jack said those were my last papers to drop off and I could go home. Are you done with training for the day?" You check your watch to see that it's a bit earlier than the usual time training ends.
"Yeah, Mav let us go early. Anyway, I was on my way to take a shower. I'll see you at home." He kisses your lips and begins to walk away from you.
"Yeah, I need to shower too." You grimace as you wipe some sweat dripping from your neck.
He turns back around, "Do you just wanna shower here instead? I'm like 99 percent sure everyone left already so the showers should be empty." He points his thumb back in the direction of the bathroom, once again showing off his bicep. It was an innocent question with no underlying intentions but that didn't stop your dirty thoughts forming.
You pause before answering, your gaze stuck on his sweaty muscles. You meet his eyes once again and he raises his brows waiting for your answer.
You bite your lip, failing to hide your smile. "Sure, we could save some water."
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The shower wall meets your back as the force of his mouth devouring yours pushes you against it. The cold tile and the warm water cascading around you does nothing to cool your burning skin from his touch.
"I've missed you," he breathes against your neck. "I feel like I haven't been able to see you as often."
"I missed you too Mickey. So fucking much." Although you live and work on base with him and he comes home to you every day, he tends to work long exhausting hours which leaves you little time to spend with each other.
You gasp against his mouth and cling to him when he lifts you up into his arms. "I thought you said your arms were too sore."
"Never too sore for you baby." You smile before slamming your lips on his again. He grinds up against you throughout the makeout, causing you to moan in each other's mouths.
"I wanna taste you," he groans. "Can I taste you? Please?"
"Yes, do whatever you want to me." He grins happily and gently lowers your feet to the floor, careful to make sure you don't slip, before descending to his knees.
"Dios mio I miss this view." His eyes bore into yours from below as he takes in the angelic sight in front of him— you standing above him with the water falling on you like a Goddess saving him in the rain. He keeps his eyes locked on yours as he lowers his mouth until his tongue is met with your sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Mickey! Yes!" You moan out from the feeling of his mouth on you. "I fucking missed you!"
"I missed you too," he mutters, "but you gotta be quiet for me okay? People might pass by and hear." The vibrations of his voice making you squeal and clench around nothing. He seems to sense your growing neediness and inserts two fingers into you.
"I don't care, I need you. I always need you."
He pulls his mouth away, his fingers still working on you. "Yeah? How do you need me?"
"I need you inside me, fucking me 'til I can't walk. 'Til your name is the only word I know. 'Til you make me yours all over again."
His face lights up but his eyes darken at the thought of him absolutely ruining you, at his work place of all places. He places one last kiss on your clit before standing back up to his full height. "I know you need me baby, I haven't been around to take care of you as I should."
You shake your head.
"Let me make it up to you." Your nails dig into the skin of his shoulders when he fills you in one thrust and you feel all of the air leave your lungs. The familiar stretch burned so deliciously. You missed it, you missed him.
He let's out a shaky moan when he's fully seated inside. "Oh my god I missed you." He pulls out until just the tip is inside before slamming into you once more. "I missed you." He repeats the action, murmuring the same words over and over again until it turns into babbles.
"I missed you Mickey. I've been dreaming about this for weeks." You whine and drop your head on his shoulder, letting him completely use you for his pleasure.
"Dreaming about me huh? Y'know I was only a few inches away from you corazon. You could've taken what you wanted."
You shake your head, "I didn't wanna wake you. You've been working so hard- fuck- I knew you were tired." You bite down on his neck when he hits your g spot.
He pulls you away from his neck so you can look at him, "I'm never too tired for you mi amor. I don't care if I get 9 hours of sleep or 2. If you need me, fucking take me."
His words have you clenching down on him. You close your eyes and squeeze at his hair, on the verge of losing yourself to him. "You close mami? I can feel you clenching."
You nod. "Feels so good!" You sigh against his lips, unable to speak any louder at the moment. "You always make me feel so good."
"I know I do," he breathlessly chuckles, "I know what my wife likes. I know her body so well." His hand slyly reaches to rub at your clit. "How it reacts to my touch."
And that does it. Your whole body tenses and you cling to him for dear life as you shake in his hold from how hard he's making you cum. "That's it mi amor. Keep giving it to me."
He keeps thrusting sloppily and you think you'll actually black out from pleasure when he finally stills with a moan. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" His chest heaves and he drops his forehead on your shoulder, his hot breath heating your skin.
He places a kiss on hour collarbone before looking up at you with a cheeky grin. "So much for saving water huh?"
"Shut up" you laugh and shove at his shoulder. "Let's get out so we can go home." He sets you down so you can stand,—which you're surprised you can still kind of do.
You kiss his shoulder and grab your towel just as he reaches behind you to turn the water off. You're about to change when you "accidentally" drop your shirt and bend down to pick it up.
You hear a groan behind you and turn your head to look at him as you bite your lip. "You're gonna turn me on again." He smacks your ass and you gasp.
You smile when he pulls you closer so your back is against his chest, feeling him growing hard again just like he said. "Yeah? What if that's what I want?" You grind your ass against him, eliciting a louder moan from him.
"Careful mi vida." He says through gritted teeth right into your ear. "We might not make it to the car if you keep this up."
"I'm always careful lieutenant." You turn your head to kiss him before moving away and slapping his chest. "C'mon Fanboy, keep it in your pants til we get home."
You begin to actually change while he just stares and scoffs in disbelief. Oh you'll get it when you get home.
