Happy @gallacrafts sweethearts!!! 🥰 Also happy 100,000 post to me hahaha 🥳 (holy shit!!)
I'm late as always but super proud of this! I haven't drawn ppl since high school but I was inspired to push myself. So I've made our boys into an angel & demon, specifically the ineffable husbands from Good Omens, Aziraphale & Crowley. But with a gallavich twist & this was inspired by there season 2 promo pic!!! So yeah Mickey is the Aziraphale typeish bc he be restricted by his heavenly duty & Ian would be like Crowley wanting them to run away together to alpha centauri 🌌 I really hope y'all like this ❤️
Here is a close up of details which Im pretty happy with 🥰
Click for better quality 😊
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I also went ahead & made paper wings/feathers too bc I didn't know if I would get the art done in time lol 🪶
Summary: Ian definitely wants to try the glory hole.
Read here or on Ao3
Ian hasn't gone clubbing in a long time, his years as a go-go dancer far behind him.
Lately he’s been craving it, and it’s got nothing to do - obviously - with the rumors he’s heard on the Internet about a particular club in Boystown, and a particular bathroom in that club.
All of this started on a forum dedicated to gay life in Chicago. A particular discussion piqued his interest - quite old, but regularly updated - simply called “glory hole”.
He doesn't know the club in question at all, and that’s for the best, because even if more than 10 years has passed since his time at the Fairy Tail, he does not want to be recognized.
So it’s perfect.
Needless to say, he definitely wants to try the glory hole.
At any other club, he could have found someone willing to kneel in front of him and suck his nine-inch dick just by snapping his fingers. Ian knows how he looks, and even if full lips and a welcoming mouth are nice, that isn't what he wants.
Not tonight anyway.
He tries to be discreet, spends a few minutes at the bar, just enough to get a little tipsy. No small talk with the bartenders and certainly no time to be noticed and have someone trying to buy him a drink. The whole plan would be ruined.
Then he sets off to scout it out. He's still a little suspicious - maybe it’s not the right club, maybe the hole is fixed? But when he enters the bathroom, he’s relieved to see he’s at the right place.
The posts on the forum said: if you want to get sucked, go to the second to last stall. That’s not what Ian wants - so he goes to the last stall and waits.
The place is just like Ian imagined, graffiti and crude words on the wall, he traces the hole with his finger, a timid touch as if someone on the other side might grab him at any moment.
And while it’s not the cleanest place he’s been, he’s seen worse, so Ian goes down on his knees and waits.
****
Mickey likes this club, he comes regularly. He has to take the L to Boystown but it’s worth it. A lot of businessmen in suits fall for his bad boy look and he has a good time here.
The famous glory hole in the bathroom is a bonus. He’s used it once or twice. It’s fun, like foreplay before one of the guys takes him home.
Tonight, something unusual happens. He spots a tall redhead he’s never seen before. He would’ve noticed him - very beautiful face with broad shoulders and big hands that could pin him down on a bed.
The guy looks uncomfortable, drinking alone. Maybe he's waiting for someone.
Mickey looks at him for a few minutes, but the redhead doesn’t interact with anyone, staring at his feet, not trying to dance.
Maybe it’s his first time here, maybe he's still in the closet. When he sees him heading for the bathroom, he thinks he’d like to go down on his knees for this guy. So he follows him. He’s convinced a guy like this has been maybe blessed by nature, and Mickey’s definitely a size queen.
He lets his imagination run wild, anticipating two large fingers in his greedy hole, preparing him for a big cock. But to his surprise, the bathroom’s last stall is closed.
It’s unexpected because he assumes this kind of guy would only want one thing. That Mickey would be the one getting on his knees and doing the sucking. Maybe he doesn’t know the rules of the place, it doesn't matter, Mickey could go both ways.
He closes the stall door behind him and waits. Usually after a few seconds, the guys pull their pants down and slide their dicks in the hole.
Nothing happens
And after a while, Mickey thinks that maybe the guy’s just using the bathroom and he starts feeling uncomfortable. Then he sees two fingers appear through the hole beckoning him to come.
Interesting.
****
Ian’s heart is beating like crazy, after he does his “give it to me” gesture, there's the distinct sound of a belt being unbuckled. He waits, his chest heaving in anticipation, until finally the guy on the other side is shoving his cock through the hole.
It's better than he could've expected. Something about that gorgeous bare cock jutting through that filthy duct-taped hole, waiting for Ian to have his way with it, with no one to see him or wonder why he wants to be on his knees getting face-fucked. The cock is perfect, pink and wide, so hard and tastes so fucking good.
****
After pushing his pants down, Mickey says, his voice deep of lust: “open your mouth.”
He gives his dick to the man, who takes it into his welcoming lips, and starts sucking desperately at the head.
Holy fucking shit, it’s good, Mickey moans in pleasure. This mouth is so hungry for his cock, “this what you want?” The guy moans softly and doesn’t stop, taking it even deeper into his throat.
The man is more than willing to please. “Yeah, I’m gonna fuck your pretty mouth.” He sucks harder. Mickey thinks this might be turning the man on as much as him.
“Do you like that? Being my little bitch? On your knees, sucking my cock?”
***
This guy’s got a dirty mouth. Ian is so hard that it’s painful. He wants to open his pants and relieve himself but he can’t. He wants to make the man come in his mouth first, wants to take his load so much, like a thirsty man in the desert.
The guy's hips are pressed against the wall, pushing his cock as far through the hole as possible. He can hear soft moans coming from the other side of the wall, and he figures he must be doing something right.
****
This is so good, but it’s not enough. Mickey grabs the top of the wall in his hands for balance and starts rocking his hips, fucking his pretty mouth. The man takes everything, moaning without shame, like he's born to suck his dick.
****
The man is going to come, Ian can feel it. The rough voice then says, “you’re gonna take my cum, bitch? I know you want it.” And Ian can only groan harder in response. And then he feels it, several pulses of come in his mouth, and he swallows hungrily.
It’s too much for him. He comes too, just like that, drunk on the man's taste. The whole experience was so good that he could cry. He licks the man’s cock completely, cleaning the last drop on the slit, not ready to let this beautiful cock go.
*****
This mouth was the best he’d ever had, Mickey thinks as he regretfully pulls his dick back into his pants, zips up and leaves. This place has rules and Mickey respects them.
***
After he hears the door close, Ian waits a minute, leaves the bathroom, goes back to the bar and sits down next to a man drinking. The man looks at him with a smile before pushing a glass of Coke in front of him.
"Satisfied?" inquires the man.
“Very satisfied,” replies Ian with a grin, touching his lips dreamily.
“Can we go home now?” says the man, sighing. “This place is so loud.”
Ian kisses his husband’s cheek softly. “Yeah, take me home.”
