Prompt: naked kiss

Rating: R

"That's mine."

Micky squealed when he felt the towel slap against his bare ass like a whip. He giggled and turned to face Mike, naked and grinning at him.

Micky's laugh was like music to Mike's ears, but he loved how low and husky Micky's voice got when he was turned on even more. They just had a wild round together in the shower, but Mike didn't care. He wanted to hear Micky moan his name.

Mike grinned wickedly and pushed Micky by his chest, pushing him up against the wall. The bathroom was still steamy from the remnants of the shower and the bathroom wall felt cool and slick against Micky's wet, hot back.

Micky moaned as Mike pushed him up against the wall, before kissing him wildly. Mike hoisted Micky up using one arm and Micky instinctively wrapped his legs around Mike's waist, rubbing their exposed cocks together. A deep, throaty moan escaped Mike's lips. He pulled away and looked at Micky with dark, lust-filled eyes.

"You drive me crazy, y'know that?" he gasped, breathless. Micky grinned and ground their hips together before leaning in to whisper in Mike's ear.

"I know."

There it was. That low, husky voice that Mike loved so much. It felt like he was rock hard just by the sound of it, it was enough to drive him absolutely mad. He groaned loudly before smashing their lips together.

Mike loved Micky's lips. They were deliciously pink and almost as soft as a woman's, but had a certain sense of dominance about them that proved they belonged to a man. If he could, he'd spend all day kissing those lips swollen.

Mike was beginning to grow a stubble and the roughness contrasted perfectly with Micky's soft, baby-like skin. Micky moaned into the kiss, allowing Mike entrance into his hot mouth.

They wrestled for dominance and sometimes Mike was generous enough to let Micky take control, but this was not one of those times. Micky had Mike hot and flustered and Mike wanted to kiss him so long and hard that they'd both have to sleep for a week straight afterwards.

Micky moaned and closed his eyes, losing himself in the kiss. Meanwhile, his left hand tangled itself into Michael's wet hair while his right trailed down to Mike's cock. He teasingly twisted and pulled at the head before Mike groaned loudly and pulled away.

"Not now, shotgun."

"But—" He was silenced by Mike's finger to his lips and a wink.

"What's the point in fuckin' on a cold bathroom floor..." Mike held Micky by the hips and carried him out of the bathroom. He kissed Micky again, long and hard, before finishing his question.

"When we have an entire king-sized bed to ourselves?"