#mickey smut

[maybestrid33]

Hi have you ever seen Snatch, would you ever write for Mickey O’Neil?

For the record, I love Brad Pitt in all forms so i will generally write for all of his characters, including Mickey ofc.

But yes i absolutly have and i fucking ADORE that film, genuinely one of my favs. i would love to write for mickey, so if anyone has any ideas pls comment here or send a req, ill pick one or combine a couple :)

[slutforbuck]

Peter Pan Part 2 -- Mickey x Reader (Monday)

Warning: 18+/smut

part 1 part 3 part 4 part 5

Mickey walked you to the door of your building, and you stared up at him. He stepped closer to you, and your heart felt like it would fall to the floor. “I had a good time tonight. Thank you for the ride.” Mickey smiled down at you, “Anytime.” The air felt heavy with tension, and he leaned closer to you.

Slowly reaching out, he took your head in his hand and brushed his thumb against your lips. You stayed frozen, your breathing becoming shallow. He cupped the side of your face and captured your lips in a soft kiss. A soft sigh escaped your lips, and you melted into his arms. Mickey’s hands found the backs of your thighs and lifted you, wrapping your legs around his waist and pressing your back against the wall. You pulled away as you felt your back hit the hard wall and took a deep breath. “My keys, back pocket.” He pressed his lips to yours again as he grabbed your keys. He put you back on your feet as he unlocked the building door, and you pulled him up the stairs to your apartment. You stumbled through the door, barely making it through before Mickey began pulling your clothes from your body. His lips travelled from your lips and down your neck. A soft moan left your lips as he lifted you and carried you to your bedroom. As he laid you on the bed, his lips moved from your neck, down to your breasts, and then lower to the top of your pants. He slowly pulled them off, following them with a trail of kisses. Mickey bent down between your legs, leaving a trail of soft kisses up your thighs, getting closer to your dripping core. He softly kissed along your hipbones, making his way down, right above your clit. He grasped the back of your thighs, bringing you closer to him. Gently, he took your already sensitive bud into his mouth, sucking gently. A soft moan came from you as your back arched. You felt Mickey smile against you as he began flicking you with his tongue, never releasing the suction he had around your clit. When he felt your hips begin to buck, he pulled away, and began kissing your thighs again. “Mickey please don’t stooppp!” Smirking, Mickey hovered over your body as he leaned down to kiss you. Your eyes closed and you let out a soft sigh as his lips found their way back to the sweet spot on your neck. Lost in the pleasure, you reached up and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling his lips back to yours for a breath taking kiss. When his lips where locked with yours, he slowly reached down and traced over your entrance lightly with his fingers. You moaned at the warm touch of his hands, and he gently pressed in, curving his fingers upwards, taking his time feeling every velvety ridge inside you. It felt like all the air was being taken from the room as he continued to slowly drag his fingers in and out, over and over. All of a sudden he stopped, and you finally felt like you could breathe again. But, just as quickly as the air came back, it was gone again as Mickey took your clit into his mouth again, still slowly pumping his fingers. Your moans became louder, and you felt him grin against you. “Good girl..You look so beautiful moaning for me.” You felt a tight warmth building up as you moaned his name louder, “Mick—Oh god Mickey! I’m going to cum!” As soon as the words left your lips, you felt empty. You opened your eyes in disappointment as Mickey stood over you, pulling his clothes from his body hurriedly. As he kicked his bottoms from his legs, he reached down and pulled you up to him, your chest pressing against his. “If you want me to stop, all you have to do is say so,” Looking deep into your y/e/c eyes, he looked for confirmation that you wanted to continue. You leaned up to press a kiss against his soft lips while reaching down to wrap your hand around his hard member. “Fuuuckkkkkk.” Mickey groaned against your lips, slowly moving his hips forward. Sliding your hands down his body, you dropped to your knees, and looked up at him through your eyelashes. Mickey pulled your hair away from your face in a tight fist as you gently began stroking him. “Fuck Y/n,” You smiled at the way he had already began to moan. He slowly pulled his foreskin back, and you gently took the tip into your mouth. Slowly you swirled it in your mouth, and took more in. He moaned as you began to suck and stroke him at the same time. As you sucked, you gently rubbed your tongue over his head, and you felt his grip on your hair

tighten. He pulled you away from him and pushed you backwards onto the bed. You gasped as you felt his weight hovering above you. Carefully, and agonizingly slowly, he lined himself up with your still dripping cunt, and then wrapped your legs around his waist. As he pressed into you, you let out a deep moan,”Yes Mickey! Oh god yessss…..” Your hands found his hair, and you grabbed it in two handfuls, pulling his face closer to yours. Cupping your face roughy, his lips crashed onto yours as he began to thrust into you faster. He gently bit your bottom lip, scraping his teeth across as you gasped. He took this opportunity to slip his tongue in to meet yours, feeling his way around your mouth. The air around the two of you became thick as he continued to roll his hips into yours. The moans became louder, almost turning into screams of pleasure, and Mickey flipped you over onto your belly. He pressed his hard member into your dripping pussy again, and pulled your body up so that it was flush with his. You leaned back against his chest, your head buried in the crook of his neck. One of his hands was pressed into your hip, helping you slowly bounce on him, the other was massaging your breast. Your breathing became shallow, and again you felt the tight warmth deep in your belly again. Mickey felt you begin to tighten and knew that you would be close. He gently began twisting, pulling, and pinching at your nipples, and took pleasure in hearing your soft “Mickey don’t stop” whimpers. You began moving faster, and he felt your walls begin to tighten around him. “That’s right sweetheart, come for me.” The soft, smooth voice was all you needed to come undone, and you felt your release finally come. As your walls tightened around him, you felt Mickey stiffen behind you and dig into your hips harder. “Y/n, fuck, fuck!” You heard his soft moans behind you as his movements became short and sharp. Wrapping his arms tight around you, you felt his warmth on the outside, and soon after felt the warmth of his cum inside you. The two of you sat, unmoving, trying to catch your breath. When you were finally able to breathe, he picked you up and carried you to the bathroom.

“Mickey, what are you doing?” He carefully sat you down on the edge of the tub as he began to run the water. “I figured you may like a little soak before bed? It’s also pretty late, I need to be getting my things together.” He knelt by the edge of the tub as you slowly lowered yourself into the warm water. “And just why do you need to get things together? Do you have a hot date or something?” He smirked as he rocked back onto his heels, preparing to stand. “No, I’ve already had a hot date. But I probably need to go home.” He stood for a while, staring into your eyes as you raised an eyebrow at him. “After all that? Bullshit. You’ll be lucky if I ever let you go. I’ll be out in a minute, get ready for bed.” You watched his face as a grin spread across his face and he sprinted towards the bedroom. After a good long soak in the tub, you wrapped yourself in a towel and met Mickey in the bedroom. He watched as you quickly got dressed and slid under the covers, curling up next to your side. Your eyes quickly closed, and he lay there staring at you. “Goodnight,” he quietly whispered.

When you woke the next morning, you reached across the bed, expecting to find Mickey. You were slightly disappointed to find that the opposite side of the bed was empty. One night stand Y/n. No big deal, happens all the time. You shrugged to yourself, not letting yourself become upset, and got ready for the day. Deciding to spend some time on the beach, you grabbed your phone and keys on your way out the door. Just as you had started down the stairs, your phone rang. Argyris loudly greeted you as you answered the phone, “Korítsi! Y/n! You had fun last night?!” You could picture the loud smile and eyebrow wiggle the Greek man would be giving you. You continued down the stairs and onto the street as you answered, “It was fine Argyris. We had fun.” “Ah not just fun!” You paused before continuing walking, “What have you heard Argyris?” “Oh nothing,” A smirk was surely on this man’s face. “Just that a couple of love birds stayed together last night.” “We are not love birds Argyris. A one night stand was all it was, nothing more. SO I think YOU owe ME a drink.” You smiled as you neared the white sand of the beach, feeling victorious, hoping that he would leave you alone about finding someone. “That’s not what I’ve heard!” The sing song voice from this thirty something year old man made you laugh. “Is that so? Well I woke up to an empty bed this morning, and since I am the queen of one night stands I think I know a few things. And an empty bed in the morning, with no trace of the person, is a one hundred percent one night stand.” Smiling, you again thought you had won the argument. “You’re at the beach, yes?” “How—Argyris how do you know that?” Laughter spilled from the other line, “I have my ways korítsi.” Before you could say anything, he hung up. The fuck was that about?! Shaking your head, you made your way down to your favorite spot, and dropped your things, heading out to the water. Standing waist deep in the water, you closed your eyes and tilted your head back, listening to the waves and feeling the soft salty breeze. Your eyes popped open when you felt something brush against your leg, and you immediately looked down, expecting to see some sort of large fish or shark. However, all you saw were a pair of feet. You looked up and came face to face with the beautiful sea blue eyes that only one person could have been blessed with. 

[emmyrosee]

okay but jules convincing mickey to join her in punishing you, and it’s intense. you’re strapped down with a vibrator against your cunt and forced to cum over and over again, until you’re sobbing. and as it carries on, sweet, gentle mickey kind of feels a little bad and he tries to get jules to ease up because you gave him those irresistible puppy eyes and he’s practically putty in your hands. but jules knows your antics and she shuts it down immediately, scolding mickey for being easily swayed

“For such a gorgeous face, you’re a pretty bad actress.”

Jules’s hot words fill the room as Mickey pouts down desperately at you, the sight of you in such delicious agony making him feel the slightest bit guilty for your predicament; the loud buzzing between your legs on the highest setting practically shaking against your swollen cunt lips, wrists tied tight to the headboard, body trembling and toes curled to the point Mickey’s waiting to hear the ‘pop’ of one of them dislocating. Your chest heaves as your body shines from the sweat, and finally, your tear filled eyes landing on Mickey, glimmering and making his heart flutter at how sweet they look, peering up at him. You’d beg him to release him, if Jules hadn’t jammed her damp panties in your mouth before hand to muffle your begs for mercy.

“Hey, Julie-bean,” he begins, his knuckles tracing your hot cheek, and smiling softly as you lean desperately into his sweet touch. “Maybe we should... give her a break. We’ve been going for a while now and-”

“She knows the rules, Mick,” Jules merely hums in return, and she doesn’t even need to finish her sentence for you to throw your head back against the mattress, sobbing around the fabric. “I don’t ask for much; but when I ask to unwind after a long day with my movies and she decides to be a little brat, she will be punished as such.” With that, Jules bows her head next to your ear, her warm breath scalding against your skin. “Bet this vibrator feels better against your pussy than my thigh does, hm?” 

Your head shakes back and forth feverishly, muffled little “nuh-uh”’s slipping past your drooly lips. Your stomach clenches as another exhausting orgasm is ripped through you, your eyes merely rolling to the back of your head and your moans getting caught in your throat as your body can do nothing but lay there and take it. 

You slowly peer your eyes open as Jules grips Mickey’s stubbled face in her much smaller hand, her eyes blazing and making Mickey’s glaze in submission. 

“Cross me again, and you’ll be right in her spot, understood?” Jules hisses, and Mickey practically whimpers and nods his head, moving instead to lay down next to you, cuddling against you and leaving reassuring kisses over your skin under Jules watchful, smug looking gaze.

“My good, little mutts.”

[kn1feinthec0ffee]

dtf - mickey

mickey x reader

warnings: mentions of/implications to smut but nothing explicit

word count: 694

notes: this prompt SCREAMED! mickey to me so i had to do it for him

also this is a lil off prompt but i still love it

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mickey slowly blinked his eyes open, subconsciously cuddling y/n closer. he felt good. after just waking up from a pleasant dream to your girlfriend asleep in your arms, who wouldn’t? but he wanted something more.

his mind flickered to last night, how she made him feel so good, and he in turn got to hear her beautiful moans. he so badly wanted to shake y/n from her sleep so they could go again, but he fought that urge. she just looked so soft, and peaceful, he couldn’t bring himself to disturb her. after all, y/n wasn’t a morning person, and if mickey decided to wake her up at this time, he could kiss any chance of a round two goodbye.

she stirred, murmuring something unintelligible to herself and shifting into a more comfortable position on top of her boyfriend. shit, mickey thought. if she’s sleep-talking she’s not even close to waking up.

about an hour or so later, she finally woke up, stretching and cracking her joints before relaxing on top of mickey again. “hi, baby.”

“h-hey, sweetheart.” mickey stammered. “can i get you somethin’ to eat?”

“mmm,” she grumbled, digging her nails into his chest, doing nothing to help his current state. “if i let you go, do you promise i’ll get cuddles later?”

he laid a kiss on her forehead. “i promise, baby.” y/n begrudgingly loosened her grip on him, letting him slip out of the sheets and out of the door.

shit mickey, she just wants to cuddle. what are you gonna do? he thought to himself as he popped an everything bagel in the toaster. while he was waiting, he spotted some fruit sitting in a bowl on the island.

mickey remembered something he had heard a while back about subliminal advertising, the way that companies advertised their products that subconsciously made their customers feel a certain way or want a certain thing. he arranged the banana and apples into a lovely phallic shape, hopefully subliminally inducing some feelings in his girlfriend when she sees them.

he brought her the bagel with a mug of coffee which she gratefully accepted, but not before giving him a good kiss on the neck. he felt torn between asking her to stop or begging her to continue, but thankfully she pulled away to munch on her breakfast.

throughout the rest of the day, mickey had been acting strangely. y/n had obviously picked up on his odd behavior long ago, but she hadn’t mentioned anything to him about it. she had one working theory in mind - mainly due to the obvious fruit dick on the countertop - and she wanted to test it.

retracting her arms from around her boyfriend’s shoulders, she got up from the couch, giving him a sweet peck on the lips. “i’m gonna hop in the shower.”

she headed out of the room slowly, waiting to see if he’d have any verbal reactions to her statement. “b-but water makes you clean, babe.”

“yeah, and? isn’t that the whole purpose of showering?” you teased him further.

he cleared his throat awkwardly before turning to face you. “and - uh - wouldn’t you rather be, umm, dirty?”

you continued to play stupid, wanting to watch him writhe in front of you. “babe, what are you talking about?”

mickey turned his gaze down to the carpet, his cheeks burning a bright crimson. “uhhh, umm,” he stumbled.

you loved to make him squirm, but you felt he’d had enough torture for one sitting. you walked over to him, running your hands along his collarbone before digging your nails in, eliciting a pleasured gasp from the man beneath you. “baby, if you want it, you can just ask me.”

“y/n, please,” he practically whimpered. you smirked, knowing you had him right where you wanted him. you extended a hand towards him to pull him up from the sofa.

he crashed your lips together, melting in your soft embrace. “if you get in the shower with me, i’ll do whatever you like.”

mickey obediently followed you into the bathroom. he couldn’t help but be entirely compliant, having wanted exactly this all day long. “yes, ma’am.”

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i’ve had this sitting in my drafts for FOREVER and inspiration finally struck so i had to write this

tags: @emmyrosee @babyboy-cody @thecrescentoftheskull @bill-skarsgard-owns-my-ass @manicpixiedreamguurl @goblincxnt @loomiz

[emmyrosee]

How about some Mickey tonight?? Maybe he makes you squirt for the first time?? What's your take on this??-🦊

I’m w**

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“Holy shit, babe!”

His voice is warbled and distorted as your head spins, the black and white stars flashing over your vision.

Mickey worked you hard. He worked you good.

Your thighs burned from the stubble that scratched over your thighs relentlessly for the past two hours, your clit felt numb and your swollen walls slowly reform after having Mickey’s fingers having been jammed deep inside of them for the past hour.

His skillful... everything, kept you on the edge and guessing for the last two hours, and orgasm after orgasm, climax after climate until-

(“MICKEYY!” You shriek, knuckles white and fists stuck balled. What you thought to be another orgasm was interrupted by a peeing sensation spreading throughout your body.

Mickey groans lowly before lapping up your juices along your thighs, making you writhe and quiver beneath him as your nerves scream out in firey sensitivity.)

“That was awesome!” Mickey gushes, popping his head up and into your view. “Holy fuck that was fucking hot, babe! Look at me! I’m soaked!” He laughs jovially, crawling up to kiss you. You giggle drunkenly as you weakly shove him away, your eyes hazy and tired.

“No kisses,” you whine between laughter. “You’re face is gross.”

“Never complained about it before,” he teases. You finally allow him to kiss your lips deeply, his thumb running back and forth in a gentle petting motion along your hairline.

Pulling away, you look up at him and giggle, “you’re soaked, Mickey.”

“Get used to it, dolly,” he snickers, grinning wolfishly. “Now that I know how to do it? Gonna have a lot of fun with this sweet lil’ body.”

“You’re sick,” you whine.

“You love it.”

[emmyrosee]

Ok,hear me out!! What if Jules and Y/n were the doms on a relationship with Mickey??!🤔🤔 How would that be in the bedroom?? P.s:I love your writing!!😘😘

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PH MY FUCKINF GOD YES PLEASE MORE I HEAR YOU SO LOUD AND SO CLEAR

I’m so in love with Jules, it’s so bad. She is like, the best girlfriend in cinema history.

And we all know how I feel about mickey🤤

It would literally be the most soft, gentle dominance between you both. Every now and again, you anf Jules might get a little rough for the sake of your boy, but 9.5/10 times? It’s just gentle touches and sweet kisses all over. The occasional tease, but all to increase his pleasure.

You deepthroating Mickey while his moans and whimpers are muffled by Jules kisses, or you carding Mickey’s hair while Jules lazily rides him, or you and Jules grinding against each other while he watches and plays with himself, enjoying every second of his two girls with each other. Mickey’s favorite is when he gets to pound one of you from behind while they eat the other out. He could watch it for hours, and there have been times when you’ve let him.

Mickey’s stamina is enough for both, you and Jules, and by the end of the night, it’s three sweat bodies all curled up together, drunk on touch and still needing more.

It’s not a relationship where you have to impress each other. The three of you are beyond in love and it’s all that matters; no jealousy, no being left out, seldom fights, it’s just you, Mickey and Jules in your small home, against the world🤤