Sweethearts

could you do an imagine where you're vic's girlfriend and you're doing the sex, and kellin accidentally walks in but vic has been wanting to try a threesome with you for a while, so you invite kellin to join and continues smut from there? (sorry if its weird idk man but thanks)

“Vic!” You giggle, your hands on his chest as you try to push him away, “Not here!” You were really to blame, Vic had woken up this morning with a very impressive case of morning wood and being the lovely girlfriend that you are, brought him right to the edge and left him there. He could barely hide it in his skinny jeans as he got ready for today’s interview and, as if that wasn’t bad enough, every chance you got you rubbed up against him, or kissed his neck, or bit his lip. “I’ve had enough of your teasing.” He smirked, pulling you into an empty closet, and pushing you up against the wall. “Do you feel that? This is what you do to me.” His voice takes on a new level of raspiness as he grabs your hand off his chest and places it on his rock hard member. Having sex with Vic still surprises you, he’s not the gentle and sweet as can be guy you fell in love with; he’s rough and dirty and practically insatiable. “Vic! We’re still at the studio! All the guys are here! Even the guys from Sleeping with Sirens are here!” You yelp, suddenly very aware of their laughter just a few rooms away. “Who cares?” He whispers as he bites your earlobe. His lips trail down your neck, finding your weak spot with ease and running his tongue along it. “I-I do!” You gasp, feeling your breathing hitch in your throat as his hand grasps your breast, kneading it as his other hand’s gripping your hip tightly, pulling your waist closer to his. “Once I’m inside of you, you won’t.” He smirks, grinding his member against you, making you moan softly. He’s right, once he gets you in the mood, nothing can stop you. You bite your lip, contemplating. ‘Maybe if I’m quiet, we can get away with this. Fuck it..’ You think to yourself, smirking softly. Your mind made up, you let your worries fall into the back of your mind, stripping Vic of his pants. “That’s my girl.” He smiles, pushing you up against the wall. He presses his body firmly against yours as he pushes your dress up to your stomach, grinding his manhood against your core, the fabrics of your panties and his boxers being the only thing keeping him from entering you. “Do you want this, Y/N? Do you want me inside of you?” He murmurs in your ear as he thrusts against you, his member continuously rubbing your clit. Your knees get weak and begin to wobble as you nod your head fiercely. “What was that? I didn’t hear you!“
“Y-yes!” You whimper, feeling your core already damp from want.
“Yes what, baby?” He smirks at you, his hand playing with the hem of your panties. 
“Yes! I want you inside of me!” At your trembling voice, Vic literally rips off the soft cotton underwear, a second later kicking off his boxers as he slides his manhood into your wet core and starts to roughly thrust in and out of you, making you whimper. “Vic!” “Fuck, Y/N!” He groans back at you, the sound of your sex filling the once quiet closet. Suddenly a shelf falls off the wall that you two are leaning against, hitting Vic in the head. “Shit Y/N! See what you made me do?!” He slams into you even harder, making your body slam against the wall. “Vic? Y/N? Is everything alright in here?” You hear a familiar voice ask as the door opens. “Oh my god, sorry!” You and Vic tear your eyes away from each other at the lack of footsteps walking away, your faces flushed a fiery red. You bite your lip as Kellin stares at the scene playing out in front of him, Vic slowly slides out of you causing you to moan and close your eyes. When you open them you see Kellin’s stiffness bulging through his pants. You look up at Vic, with a challenge in your eyes you smirk at him while he raises his eyebrows at you. “Don’t just stand there,” you giggle, “Join in or get out!” Kellin began to stutter more apologies realizing he’s moved into the small closet, trying to force his body to move back towards the doorway, but you could see he didn’t want to go. You also knew Vic had been wanting to spice things up for a while with a threesome, but the two of you could never decide who to invite. Turning you to face Kellin, Vic ran his hands up and down your sides. “Come on baby, open up for Kell.” he purred in your ear, before bending you forward and positioning himself at your entrance. Vic slowly slides in you so you can feel every inch of his length. You let out a low, breathy moan, your eyes fixed on Kellin as his hand twitches to release his rock hard member. You leave your lips opened and let your tongue stick out, inviting him in again as he stares at your glistening wet tongue. Not being able to contain himself anymore he strips himself of the clothing keeping him from using your mouth. “Oh fuck, Y/N…” he groans as he finally slides himself into your hot, wet mouth, running a hand through your hair as the other cradles your face pulling you closer and making you take more of him. All you could do is moan around him as Vic starts pounding into you with slow, hard strokes while his hands grip your hips tightly. Kellin’s body vibrates from your moan, urging him to fill your mouth more. You use your tongue to tease the underside of his member as he fucks your face, arching your back to feel Vic go even deeper inside of you. “You want even more baby? You’re such a dirty little girl.” Vic growls, smacking his hand off your bare cheeks, his thrusts becoming more animal, and making you groan around your friends manhood. Kellin’s hand wraps tighter in your hair, forcing you to take his whole length, before pulling all the way out and repeating again before you have a chance to catch your breath. As he pulls out again you cough and inhale, trying to catch your breath while Kellin fills your throat again and again. The sound of ragged breathing and wetness fills the room. Vic’s strokes become more fervent as he reaches around, running his fingers along the wetness before circling your clit, making your body tighten up as you moan and tremble. Vic smirking as he sees your orgasm. Kellin groans, “Oh shit, I’m about to explode, Y/N..” “Go ahead baby, let him finish!” Vic murmurs encouraging you, getting off on the fact that your body’s being used by him and his friend. With that you suck in your cheeks, so while Kellin pulls back you suck hard on his sensitive head, before he thrusts back into your throat. Before long his thrusts become sloppy and your throat is filled with his hot and thick seed, and he loudly moans out your name. Panting, he slides his manhood out of your mouth. Choking a bit as you swallow, Vic grabs your arms and pulls your top half up, making you stand on your tiptoes, while one of his hands snakes it’s way up your shoulder and around your neck. His voice purring in your ear again, “Did you like being used baby? Mm.. probably not as much as I liked watching it.” Kellin, still standing in front of you takes the opportunity to handle your chest, his fingers teasing your nipples through your dress. You whimper, nodding your head feverishly as the knot in your stomach tightens again. “Vic.. baby.. cum with me!” You plead, turning your head to kiss him, the salty taste still on your tongue.“I thought you’d never ask, princess.” Vic breathes, his thrusting rough and deep, as his tongue swirls around yours. Moaning together, your wetness tightening around him as he shoots his prize deep inside your core. “Sorry to walk in on you like that.” Kellin says sheepishly, after you’d all gotten cleaned up and dressed again. Except for your panties, which you were reminded of with every step you took. Your sensitive core still filled from Vic, any wrong move and it’ll be dripping down your thighs. “It’s all good man, I’m glad we all could have some fun,” Vic chuckled, as you all walked back into the room the interview was being held in. The rest of the guys busy answering questions about upcoming tours and albums, but Mike gives you a funny look noticing your hair messed up. You can’t help but giggle. You and Vic sit down next to each other, him leaning down to kiss your face sweetly he growled seductively in your ear, “Don’t forget, you’re all mine.” “Always.” You purred back, feeling that familiar excitement in your stomach.

i loved this so much hnnnrnrnrnrr

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Still fighting against covid but managed a @galladrabbles for this week! What a fun, challenging prompt - magazine!

It's the way Mickey's sprawled across the bed, sheets pooling under the sharp lines of his hipbones, the last rays of the setting sun illuminating his body.

Ian crawls across the bed, running a hand down his middle.

"You could be in a magazine," Ian murmurs, dropping onto his belly, chin resting on Mickey's chest. "Gorgeous."

Mickey blushes. Scoffs. Shifts uncomfortably. 

"You're full of it, Gallagher."

Mickey doesn't see his own beauty. Never has. But Ian does. Always will

And one day, Mickey will too. Ian will make sure of it.

He kisses Mickey. Lets his hands roam.

"Fucking gorgeous."