me without you:muke

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i feel like every smut i come across of is by this account lol, but i weridly haven't done a muke smut yet

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i feel like every smut i come across of is by this account lol, but i weridly haven't done a muke smut yet. which is also super weird cause my pfp currently is muke lol
anyways the original fic was super long (that's what she/he said (gender neutral it's 2018) so i just cut it down to the good stuff (aka the smut)
enjoyyyy
also the title is from "me without you (all i ever wanted)
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a section of "Dissociative Amnesia" by
Antisocialhood(tumblr)
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Michael wasn't ready for alcohol, he was still taking occasional pain meds but when a tiny brunette girl with glasses grabbed Michael's hand, pulled him over to her friends and handed him a joint, who was he to say no?
And if he ended up shotgunning a few times with a few different girls, so be it.
Michael currently had his lips against a giggling girl, and his hands on her breasts, and maybe her hand was in his pants and maybe it wasn't, he wasn't telling.
But then she was pulling away and he was attacking his lips to her neck because pale skin always looks good covered in purplish bruises and that was Michael's expertise.
Michael's eyes flitted open as he marked her neck and his gaze landed on a tall blonde boy on his knees in front of a husky brunette boy and his head was bobbing back forth and Michael swore his eyes were playing tricks on him because that blonde boy looked almost exactly like Luke.
And then the brunette mans hands went into the blondes hair and Michael felt his breath catch in his throat because he knew what was happening.
The blonde boy stood up and Michael stopped sucking on the girls neck because the boy turned and all Michael saw was Luke wiping his mouth and adjusting himself in his pants and he almost passed out because Luke just sucked someone off!
And then Luke was staring Michael straight in the eye as he licked his lips, shooting the older boy a smirk that left him squirming in his seat.
Michael pulled off of the girls neck, pressing a kiss to her cheek and standing up, his eyes locked on Luke's.
Luke had a crude smile on his face as he beckoned Michael over with a curl of his finger and while Michael wanted to scoff at Luke's demanding little move he found his feet moving him over to where the blonde boy stood.
"You always listen so well, Clifford." Luke cooed, grabbing Michael's arm and pulling him close. "Did you know they have rooms here for doing things in, but I find exhibitionism hot."
Michael narrowed his eyes but didn't pull away, he was curious as to what the blonde boy wanted.
"Do you know what my favourite room is?"
Michael found himself nodding although he had absolutely no idea what the answer was.
Luke smiled and released Michael's arm before walking backwards towards a hallway.
Michael watched him go and found himself tempted to follow after him so he did.
He walked to where Luke was waiting and stopped. "What do you want, Hemmings?"
Luke shrugged and Michael found himself growing annoyed with the blonde boy.
"I guess, I want you on your knees."
And Michael almost choked on air because who says that kind of thing?
He shook his head rapidly, putting his hands up as if to ward the younger boy away.
Luke sighed and continued down the hallway a few doors for pausing in front of a black door with an A shaped letter on it and Michael wondered what the letter stood for.
"C'mon." Luke grabbed Michael's arm as he opened the lot and pulled him in.
The room was dimly lit and painted black. It was furnished but sparsely, for a few chairs, mostly couches though, situated around the room.
Luke dropped Michael's hand as he closed the for and while everything about the room screamed kinky, Michael found himself wanting to stay.
He moved away from the door and towards the couch figuring if he was going to stay he might as well get comfortable.
That is until Luke cleared his throat, shaking his head. "C'mere, Michael."
It was the first time all day that Luke had called Michael by his first name and he was a bit shocked, but he moved over towards Luke slowly.
"I'm so horny." Luke stated, adjusting his pants. "You know why?"
Michael did, but he wouldn't let on.
"I sucked some guys pretty cock."
Hearing the words echo from Luke's mouth left Michael with his eyes blown wide because honestly, who admits that.
"But I don't wanna cum."
Michael looked anywhere but at Luke until the blonde boy moved to sit down on the couch.
Luke patted the seat besides him and Michael bit his lip softly but moved to follow Luke's direction. As he went to sit down Luke's hand wrapped around his wrist and pulled him slightly so that he was in front of Luke.
Luke's hands gripped the top of Michael's jeans as he popped the button, stunning Michael.
"W-what are you doing?" Michael's voice came out only a drop over a whisper.
Luke ignored the question and instead pulled Michael's pants down to his knees before pulling the red head down onto his lap, his legs straddling Luke's right thigh.
"Luke, let go." Michael was starting to panic, he wasn't sure what exactly was going on but his body liked it and that confused him.
Luke was mumbling beneath his breath and Michael couldn't catch what he was saying. He hands moved from holding Michael's wrists to his ass, which he grasped onto tightly resulting in a whimperish squeak from Michael.
Luke ran one hand over Michael's stomach teasingly and Michael knew at that moment that whatever was about to happen was going to be good.
Luke looked up at Michael, who was staring down at the blonde boy with eager but hooded eyes.
That's all it took for Michael shift his hips slightly, feeling his cock catch onto the friction of Luke's thigh.
He began moving faster, ignoring the squeezing Luke was doing to his butt and rather to how good Luke's jean clad thigh was making him feel.
"That's right, ride my thigh." Luke cooed pulling Michael's head down and burying his face in his neck roughly, sucking dark marks into the skin as Michael had done earlier to girls as Luke watched.
Michael's head tipped back slightly and he let out a breathy moan.
Luke pulled off of Michael's neck, inspecting his handiwork before reaching down to grasp Michael's boxer covered cock.
"You're a little too hard to say you're not gay, Clifford." Luke teased and Michael groaned. "Do you wanna play a game?"
Michael nodded his head, not even caring anymore.
"I'll get you off in the next ten seconds and you suck my dick, how's that sound?"
Michael nodded furiously, because who could turn down that kind of offer.
Luke beamed at the redhead and stroked his cock through his boxers. "You're such a slut, Clifford. It's almost comical."
Michael preened at Luke's words. He found himself liking being talked down to and called names.
His cock was ever so hard and he knew he was about to cum so he let forth a spew of curses as Luke stroked him over his high.
"You're such a filthy little whore, Clifford."
Michael moaned at his words and tried to catch his breath.
"Get on your knees for Daddy." Luke commanded pushing Michael off of his lap roughly.
Michael dropped down to the floor, his knees shaking slightly and his lower lip between his teeth.
He glanced up at Luke from beneath his lashes, because he was nervous, so fucking nervous.
Luke's hands were sliding along the waistband of his jeans and Michael felt his mouth watering in anticipation.
Luke raised his eyebrows at Michael. "They're not going to remove themselves."
In a second Michael's shaking fingers were unbuttoning Luke's tight jeans and pulling them down slowly, trying to ignore the heavy breathing escaping Luke's lips and how he was looking down at Michael in an almost superior way.
"You know what the A is for?" Luke spoke loudly and Michael jumped in surprise.
He shook his head, staring at the blonde boys plaid boxers, and swallowing the lump in his throat when he saw the faint outline of Luke's length pressing along his leg, shadowing the boxers.
"Asphyxiation."
And Michael almost stopped breathing, funnily enough.
His eyes were wide and he looked up at the younger boy, hoping for some clarification.
When Luke offered no response, Michael bit his lip.
"What?"
Luke smiled down at the redhead and tangled his hand in Michael's hair, nudging his face closer to his cock. He pulled his boxers down almost frantically, his grip tight on Michael who was close to drooling as Luke's thick, pink cock sprang free of it's confines.
A bit of precum leaked from the tip and Michael licked his lips in anticipation because honestly, Luke's dick was pretty as hell and Michael really wanted to taste it.
He reached up slowly and trailed his fingers across Luke's length softly, watching as it twitched under his touch. Michael looked up at the younger boy for reassurance, who in return grasped Michael's hand in his own and gave his cock a quick pump.
Michael's mouth opened slightly because Luke was as hard as a rock and Michael loved how smooth and silky Luke's skin felt under his fingers. He stroked Luke's cock slowly, shifting closer on his knees before taking the tip into his mouth.
"Just like that, Clifford." Luke tightened his hand in Michael's hair and began thrusting into his mouth quickly. "You're such a good boy."
Michael felt his cheeks heat up because damn, did he like it when Luke talked to him like that. He moaned around Luke's cock, loudly, and reached up to massage his balls, wanting nothing more than to please the blonde boy above him.
As if Luke realised Michael's mini goal, he pulled Michael's head back slowly, resulting in a pop.
"Let's try something."
Luke's voice was husky and left Michael's cock twitching with want and his head nodding furiously.
"Open wide." Luke grasped his hard on in his hand, directing it towards Michael's open, awaiting mouth.
He thrust into the warm wetness, releasing a tiny moan that Michael couldn't help but enjoy hearing. But instead of fucking Michael's mouth, Luke settled for pressing back until his tip was brushing the back of Michael's throat and the older boy was making tiny gagging sounds that Luke tried blocking out.
"That's right, Michael, choke on my dick." Luke mewled out the words and Michael groaned, somehow finding enough air to do so.
He wanted to scream. Luke was so thick and long, and Michael's jaw hurt so badly but he loved, absolutely loved the taste of Luke, and the way he was completely ignoring the tears that streamed down Michael's face, and how fucking hot Luke looked as he held Michael's hair in his hands tightly with his head pulled back slightly so all Michael had to do was peek up at the younger boy and he had a clear line of how wrecked Luke actually looked.
"So good, Mikey." Luke groaned, his cock twitching and Michael started choking because the lack of air was getting to him and if anything, if even remotely possible, Luke's cock was hardening and Michael just wanted him to cum already because he was dying to taste the blonde boy.
And then, Luke was cumming and Michael was still choking, but he was okay with that because Luke looked so fucking wrecked and hot and Michael was literally on the edge himself and when Luke pulled out of Michael's wet mouth, he couldn't help but start palming himself through his boxers and when Luke commanded Michael to stop, his breathing uneven and his words gurgled, Michael couldn't help but ignore him because he just made a guy cum, and it was fucking hot.
And when Luke's hand pulled Michael's head up and Michael whimpered, maybe it wasn't Luke's fault when Michael ended up on his back, his legs spread wide and his hand in his boxers.
But it was completely Luke's fault when Michael's boxers ended up on the couch and Luke's lips were ghosting over Michael's cock and Michael was begging for his Daddy to suck him off, and maybe, just maybe when Luke ended up pressing two fingers into Michael, it was nobodies fault but his own.
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Michael was sobbing loudly, and begging for Luke to stop.
His ass was throbbing, not that he minded, but his cock, god, his cock was so red and angry, it hurt every time Luke thrusted into him roughly and he shifted against the sheets.
Tears streamed down the redheads face rapidly and his ass was so full of cock he wanted to scream, but no matter what he said, how hard he begged, Luke continued to ignore Michael's pleads for him to take the cock ring off, to let Michael cum.
"You're such a sadist!" Michael yelled, squealing loudly when Luke pressed against his prostate.
Luke grumbled something and Michael wanted to cry even harder because Luke's voice was killing him, even just a jumble of words had him ready to scream.
"You fucking love it, slut." Luke growled out, his hands positioned on Michael's hips. "You get off on it like crazy, who are you kidding."
And Michael could do nothing more than moan because Luke reached up to pull Michael's head back by his hair and Michael really wanted to glare at the younger boy because he didn't give a shit how 'hot' he looked to Luke, his neck hurt from Luke's constantly pulling.
"Glare at me one more time and you're not cumming tonight." Luke said, his eyes narrowing in challenge.
And that's about the time that Michael stopped being a little kitten and reared his hips back to meet Luke's who moaned loudly, spewing out curses.
"Yeah, Lukey?" Michael retorted, enjoying every second of Luke's sounds.
It wasn't long until Luke was cumming in Michael, for the third time that night, and Michael was moaning loudly and begging for Luke to let him cum to no avail.
"Daddy, please." Michael pleaded, peering up at the blonde boy who was still thrusting into him wildly.
Luke shook his head and adjusted his position. "I don't think so."
"Please." Michael was on the verge of crying.
He pouted, feeling his cock rub along the sheets and he let out a loud moan.
"Daddy, spank me and call me princess." Michael begged, a few tears trickling down his cheeks and Luke almost beamed.
His hand collided with Michael's right buttcheek only seconds later and Michael was whimpering out about how good his Daddy spanked him.
Michael's cock was painfully hard as Luke flipped him over onto his back, leaving behind the red handprints that marred Michael's ass.
"You're so pretty, Mikey." Luke cooed, trailing his finger up Michaels tummy and enjoying how Michael tensed.
He pulled Michael's cock ring off, inspecting how red and angry his cock was. Luke chuckled lowly and climbed on top of Michael who was panting heavily and grabbed the redheads hands, holding them tightly to the bed.
"I want you to wreck me, Mikey." Luke released one of Michael's hands and grabbed his cock, before sinking down on it, a loud groan coming from him mouth. "Oh god, you're so big."
And Michael was seeing stars, Luke was so tight it almost hurt but he looked so fucking good on top that Michael was willing to take any and all pain.
And when Luke started bouncing up and down on the redheads cock and Michael started watching how Luke's head rolled back and his eyes closed and he looked so fucking messed up and Michael wanted nothing more than to fuck the blonde into next week.
Michael wiggled his hands from Lukes grasp, watching as the blonde fell slightly, his hands catching him and Michael's hands moved to Lukes hips and then to his back and suddenly Luke was whimpering because Michael was digging his nails into Luke's back, marking him as his own and Luke was painting Michael's tummy a pretty white colour and then Michael was cumming because Luke's cum was so warm on him and his pretty little ass was so tight and he looked so thoroughly fucked and Michael just needed this release.
And Luke was moaning loudly and his lips were attached to Michael's neck, peppering kisses up and down, sliding over his jaw, landing on the tip of his nose and suddenly, there were lips on his own and Michael grabbed the blonde boys hair tightly, holding him down against him and everything felt good because he had his cock in this tiny boy's ass and Luke was lovely and his cock was heavy against Michael's tummy and they both knew that round five would be happening soon and as much as Michael loved fucking Luke he would rather Luke do the fucking because watching his Daddy slowly come unraveled was his favourite pastime.
But Luke was pulling himself off of Michael and Michael was whimpering because god, that boy was still so fucking tight and then Luke was pushing into Michael once again, but instead of thrusting, he laid down on top of the boy, his face in the redheads neck, breathing softly but giving Michael goosebumps.
And once in a while he would thrust up softly and Michael would cry out and Luke would stop.
And it would continue for a few hours because while neither of the boys would say those three little words, it was a little cloud of truth hanging above the two and Michael couldn't remember when he stopped hating the blonde boy but he sure as hell remembers when he started loving him.
And when Michael came, again, and Luke swirled his finger around in the cum before dipping it into his mouth, who was Michael complain.
Luke pressed a chaste kiss to Michael's lips, and Michael bit down softly on Luke's lip ring because he knew Luke liked it when he did that.
"Why do you love me?"
The unspoken word hung in the air and as much as Michael wanted to take back the question because you can't say love before the other one does, he knew it was now or never, he had Luke's pretty cock inside of him and if anything went wrong all it took was one shift of his hips and Luke would be fucking him into next week.
"You're a little kitten." Luke started, beginning to thrust gently into the older boy. "You used to make fun of me and tease me and I hated you for it until I realised it was because you were so fond of me and then I realised that I was pretty damn fond of you too."
"Hmm." Michael hummed in content because while Luke never said he loved Michael, he had answered the question and that was enough for him.
"I love you because you're tall and cocky and your cock is so pretty." Michael said as Luke rolled them onto their sides.
He wasn't sure if he was crossing a line because you can't just tell your fuck buddy you love him, everyone knows that.
"Love is an awfully big commitment." Luke rubbed his fingers on Michael's hipbones softly.
Michael shrugged, not really knowing what to say. His leg was strewn over Luke's hip as the blonde boy slowly moved in and out of Michael.
It wasn't rushed or messy and Michael figured he could use a stable vanilla fucking every once in a while.
And maybe, eventually, Luke would be able to say 'I love you' back to Michael, but for now, Michael was content with how Luke showed it.

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