๋࣭ ⭑Need You Slowly ⊹ ࣪ ˖
⋆｡°·☁︎ Josh x Mike Kinktober Day 2: Coming Untouched
A/N - ok sooo sorry that a lot of these prompts r gonna be until dawn..heh.. i just really like ts game rn... ;c.. but this one goes out to my dear friend and #1 washingroe shipper @peggingconnor !! happy reading! TAGS/WARNINGS - kissing, making out, wall pinning, mlm, rarepair, french kissing, cumming in pants, sub josh, intoxicated, also not proofread!!
WORD COUNT - 976
Mike trailed his finger up Josh’s arm, winking back at him as he left the room, beckoning him to follow. Maybe it was the lighting, or maybe it was the one to many drinks he had tonight, but something about him made Josh want to follow.
Turning the corner he saw Mike, leaning against the outline of a door, the moonlight engulfing him.
“Hey,” He said, raising a red solo cup to his lips. His brown eyes studying Josh up and down, undressing him.
“Hey Mike, how’s student council treating you?” Mike snickered into his drink.
“Yeah, just fuckin’ fine. Why don’t you step a little closer so I can get a better look at you?” He gestured his hand over to get Josh closer. A smile peeked at his lips.
Josh knew that he was drunk, but so was he, and maybe, just a little part of him wanted this enough to keep going.
Getting close enough, he can smell the hint of alcohol and expensive cologne clinging to him. The way his tight black shirt clung around his arms, the way his hair fell perfectly, the way he looked down at Josh, it was all seducing. Like usual tactics he would use on a girl in this situation, but something about it was different.
Mike tilted his head down and kissed his neck, his warm breath was soft, something out of a romance novel.
“You smell good Washington,” He whispered. Josh threw his head back to meet his eyes, the piercing darkness allured something in Mike.
“Thanks, it must be the beer. It makes me irresistible,” He chuckled.
“You’re already irresistible without it.”
Mike bent his head down again, but this time it was to meet his lips, the softness of his mouth combined with the roughness of Josh’s chapped lips created a sort of addicting sensation.
Josh was pushed up against the wall as Mike kept him latched on with his hands, pushing his taste further down his throat. Josh’s knees started to buckle as he dissolved into pleasure, his breath was broken and staggered, but he blamed all of his desire for this lady-killer on the drinks, no matter how hard he was getting.
Mike broke away from the kiss, directing his attention back onto Josh’s neck, lining it with kisses. He sucked down on a particularly tender spot, causing Josh to croak his head back against the wall and moan out.
“Oh? Is this the sweet spot?” He teased.
“Mph-! Yes, keep…going..” Mike smirked and bit down lightly on that same spot, surely leaving something of a mark. A whine escaped Josh’s ears.
“You like this, Josh?” The way his name sounded on Mike’s tongue made him feel dirty, but maybe in this light he was.
Mike’s cheeks flushed, and he could feel how hot he was getting. Maybe it was the cramped hallway, maybe it was his intoxication, but something about being here with Josh right now made him burn red.
“Are you getting off on this, Prez?” Josh taunted him, biting his lip back.
“God, don’t call me that right now.”
Their lips met again, and Josh started to press his hips against Mike’s, grinding down to try to get more pleasure. Mike whispered in his ear:
“Seems like you’re the one getting off on this, Washington.” His voice made Josh shudder. Josh was practically finished from this kiss, and Mike himself was not far from it. He reached up to grab his face, giving him a better grip on him. He traced his lips with his tongue, absorbing every last flavor like it was his final meal.
At this point it didn’t matter who was seeing them, they could always play it off as a drunk dare, because they were both enjoying it too much for it to matter.
Josh could feel Mike’s erection through his pants, and he was pretty sure that Mike could feel his. The constant rubbing was hitting all of his sensitive spots, and it felt like they were playing water polo in salvia with their tongues. The touch was like ecstasy, almost too much to bear but too addicting to pull away or stop any time soon.
“God, fuck Mike,” Josh cursed under his breath. Pulling his head away for a moment to regain air. Mike pushed him back against the wall, knee resting between his legs as he practically dry-humped him.
“I love it when you say my name like that.” Mike rasped. He could feel himself falling apart, like a dam ready to burst. But Mike was stronger than that. He wouldn’t let himself come undone too soon, especially not with someone like Josh. He couldn’t help but wonder, would he have felt this good sober? A thought that maybe shouldn’t have crossed his mind at that very moment, but if it weren’t for Josh breaking the kiss, then maybe he wouldn’t have been thinking. His head started to hurt.
His breath hissed as he pulled himself onto Josh again. No. No girl ever felt as good as this, it was like as if Josh was this forbidden fruit, something untouched that he never minded to bother with. He wondered if Josh was feeling the same way too.
His question got answered when he felt the wetness of Josh’s pants leak onto his knee.
“F-fuck.” Josh choked. Mike couldn’t help but laugh, he didn’t even have to fuck Josh.
“Wow, a little early release?’ Mike snickered.
“I don’t.. I don’t usually… I normally hold out longer.” Josh defended, a little embarrassed and ashamed of himself.
Mike threw up his hands and backed away from him. “Hey, no worries, I tend to have that effect on people. You should clean that up.” And with that, Mike was gone. Off to go rejoin the party. Maybe find another person to toy with.
“fuck.”
