Mike Schmidt Request Because This Movie Has Me In A Chokehold Rn

mike schmidt request because this movie has me in a chokehold rn

sub and/or switch mike 👀 whimpering and begging while u ride him and maybe taking control (may or may not be inspire by tik tok audios of josh hutcherson whimpering🫡)

mike’s arms were pinned over his head as you rode him into oblivion. you don’t have enough fingers to count how many times you’ve came. the last thing you can remember was you coming home, pissed before you pounced on him.

“fuck!” tears pooled at his waterline, his body feeling like static. his lips were puffy from all the time you harshly kissed him. Mike didn’t even know what was going on with you. he just wanted to come for once. but you kept edging him as you relieved yourself on him.

he tried remembering what he had done to make you punish him but nothing came to mind. he couldn’t think of a reason of you restricting his ability of touching you.

“baby. whatever i did, i’m so sorry.” he cries, bucking his hips into you on instinct. “please! i’ll be a good boy, i swear.” you look down at him, taking pity on his fucked form. “cum, Mike.” you bounced on him a couple times before you felt his load fill you to the brim.

Mike’s chest heaves as he comes back from his high. “wha—what did i do?” he whines, looking up at you. you smirk, finally giving him a soft kiss. “bad day at work. that’s all.”

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what made people think this is a great idea to do🤨

Genuinely if you think telling anybody to kts is okay I hope you go to jail and rot. <3 Y'know that can happen if someone actually does it, right? If they find out you told that person to do it, you can ACTUALLY go to prison for that shit. Think about what you're doing you actual criminal.

no thanks and i’ll say it again. kill yourself🤨

I hate Tom Holland and the way him ruined the best character ever (Nathan Drake) I hate the uncharted movie and I hate Sony

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤPRAY YOU CATCH ME

lulu's notes ! ; i am so srry for being inactive. i have no excuse tbh. but have this! based off of beyonce's pray you catch me

ingredients :: angst, cheating, mike having dreams abt cheating, breaking up, vanessa being that girl

"i'm going to go find some blankets." vanessa stands up, walking away to retrieve blankets for abby's fort. mike's eyes focused on vanessa's backside as she walked away, hips swaying to a non-existent beat.

"i'm going to use the restroom." mike leaves you no room to comment before he runs away, heading away from the bathroom. you watch him with furrowed brows, trying to understand why mike was so weird recently.

since he had picked up a job at the pizzeria, the state of your relationship was declining. mike had barely made eye contact with you, he didn't notice your presence at all. whenever you did talk, it was all about vanessa.

vanessa this. vanessa that.

you couldn't remember the last time mike had been so passionate about something. let alone someone.

it might have been your paranoia but mike was taking a long time to be only using the restroom. "abby, how long ago did vanessa go get the blankets?" you interrupt abby and bonnie's play session. she shrugs, "i don't know. she's been taking too long."

you pout, thinking of the next course of action for you to do. trust mike and pray he's being faithful or investigate and bust his ass.

your gut was screaming at you to stand up and find out what was taking you so long. your body felt weak with each step to took, getting closer to the storage room.

"your girlfriend is right outside this room and you decided to make a move on me?!" through the closed door, you could hear vanessa's upset voice. your stomach sank. you fucking knew it. mike was a liar.

"look, i'm sorry. i-i don't know what came over me." mike stammered as he tried to de-escalate his current situation. "just don't say anything."

and he was a pussy?! you really do know how to pick them.

you humorlessly chuckle to yourself. all these times you called yourself crazy for suspecting he was a cheater. all the times you tried to push those feelings deep down in your stomach. it was all useless.

you heard them shuffling towards the door. in a panic, you rush back to abby's fort, painting yourself happy as if you hadn't just heard them arguing. "hey, baby." mike slides beside you, kissing your cheek. you force yourself to not cringe and let him kiss you.

walking behind him was a pissed vanessa. the both of you meet eyes, telepathically sending each other the same message. mike follows your line of sight, panicking as he thought vanessa was about to speak. "uh abby! it's past your bedtime isn't it?" he nervously chuckles, looking for a safe way to get the three of you to go home.

"but mike!" abby whines. "nope! you have school in the morning." mike stands up to scoop abby in his arms. gesturing his head to tell you to get up.

abby was asleep in the back of mike's car as he drove you three of you home. you looked out the window, watching the tree pass by in a dark night. the pregnant silence was making mike nervous. the only source of sound was abby's light snores and the radio which was playing a station mike despises. "did you have fun?" mike breaks the silence.

you hum in response. you knew if you spoke, you would've woken up abby due to your yelling. "you-you look pretty."

mike only stuttered around you if he was hiding something. "did you have fun, mike?" your eyes were still on the window. "yeah. i loved making the fort with you and abby."

"nothing else?"

"just you two." he smiles.

his dishonesty was on his breath; you could taste it in the air. and he passed it on so casually. every word he let out was a lie. it was like being truthful wasn't in his code.

vanessa giggles as she straddles mike's hips, his hands softly gripping her hips. "are you sure she doesn't suspect us?" she whispers on his lips before closing the gap between the two of them. "she doesn't suspect a thing." he bites her lip teasingly.

this is how it was supposed to go. mike wanted to be this close with vanessa--this intimate. it felt right for him.

lips still attached to each other, mike sees you standing there, watching this unravel. "[name]!" mike quickly pushes vanessa off of him. as he scrambles to find the right words, he takes note of your face. you were upset but you were softly smiling. you took the opportunity to speak before him.

"what are you doing, my love?"

mike gasps awake, his chest heaving. "fuck." he groans, rubbing his forehead. on instinct, he rolls over to your side, hugging your body. except...you weren't there. matter of fact, none of your things were there. the slippers you left at the side of the bed. your favorite perfume you used to leave on his dresser. none of it.

"no, no." mike scrambles out of his bed, running outside to see if your car was still parked in his driveway. in defeat, he sulks back into his house. it felt so empty without you. you were what brought the house together. you made lively.

he was now facing the consequences of not cherishing what was in front of him--what he needed.

"minors dni!!!"

but you're writing about minors, why can't i interact ://

edit: read a post and i now understand why they put minors dni, still find it weird though >_< but go off ig