No two ways about it, Mikey was drunk. He had spent the evening in Ian's lap wiggling around purposely to get a rise out of him. Mikey knew that what he was feeling under him, wedged between his small, clothed ass crack, was definitely a rise.
"You feel that?" Ian whispered to him.
"Yeah, is that for me?" Mikey slurred slightly, his face reddening as he swayed against the side of Ian's face, trying his hardest to seem sexy.
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Date: 2007-12-19 07:31 pm (UTC)No two ways about it, Mikey was drunk. He had spent the evening in Ian's lap wiggling around purposely to get a rise out of him. Mikey knew that what he was feeling under him, wedged between his small, clothed ass crack, was definitely a rise.
"You feel that?" Ian whispered to him.
"Yeah, is that for me?" Mikey slurred slightly, his face reddening as he swayed against the side of Ian's face, trying his hardest to seem sexy.
"All eight inches...you want it?"
"Fuck yeah I want it."