Sergeant

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• WE NEED MORE MIKE IN THIS FANDOM!!! Maybe reader has been living with and dating Mike for a while so the reader is shocked when Mike comes home dressed in his blues and smutty goodness ensues from there 😊

After mopping the floors, cleaning the bathroom, doing
multiple loads of laundry, and taking
the dog to the groomers, you could finally relax on the couch. Today was your
day off and you had been looking forward to it for a while. You and your fiancé,
Mike, had been working crazy overtime hours in order to save up for your honeymoon.
You had worked yourself hard so when your boss offered for you to have today
off, you gladly accepted. Mike left for the precinct early in the morning before
you woke up so you had the place to yourself. You lied back on the couch and
turned on the television.

“Babe, I’m home,” you hear from the door. You didn’t bother
turning towards him as he walked in and closed the door behind him.

“Hey Mikey, how was your day?” you ask, eyes glued to the tv
in front of you.

“It was great. I led a lot of training.”

“Training?” you question, turning your head towards your fiancé.
“What train—oh my god.” You interrupted yourself when you saw him. Your eyes
immediately scanned his body from head to toe as you took him in. Standing
before you, Mike was wearing his police blues.

“What?” he pressed, his eyebrows furrowing. You opened your
mouth to reply but you just couldn’t. Your mouth was dry but the space between
your legs certainly was not. You had never seen him all dressed up in his blues
before and you didn’t know how to handle yourself. He looked incredibly sexy.

“I… I just…” you stuttered. “I just wasn’t expecting you, officer.”

Mike’s lips lifted into a sly smile when he caught on to
what you were saying, immediately adjusting to the roleplay. “I’m sorry ma’am,
I just came to check on everything. One of your neighbors called in a noise complaint.”

“A noise complaint? Not from me, officer. I’ve been alone
all day.”

“Alone, huh? You mind if I search the premises?”

“Not at all.”

Mike began to walk through the apartment, looking around
subtly until he reached the bedroom the two of you shared. You followed him in
only to see him opening your nightstand drawer.

“Well, well. What do we have here?” he asks, pulling out
your hot pink vibrator.

“N-Nothing officer.”

“Nothing? You sure? It looks like I’m going to have to confiscate
this and arrest you, ma’am. Hands behind your back.” A shutter ran through your
body as Mike walked behind you and gently wrapped his cold, silver cuffs around
your wrists. “Now you have the right to remain silent.”

“What if I don’t want to be silent?” you press. You hear a gasp
of air escape from Mike’s lips. He turns you around and pushes you onto the
bed.

“Then you’re in for a long night.”

He gets on top of you and immediately crashes his lips
against yours, hungry for your taste. His hands run themselves along the entirety
of your body before unbuttoning your jeans. His lips stay on yours as he pulls
them down along with your panties.

“What a bad girl. You’re already wet for me?” You can only
nod at his dirty question. One hand slides down to run a finger across your
slit while the other grabs the vibrator lying on the bed beside you. Your legs
tremble due to the incredible need you have for your fiancé. He presses the
vibrator to your clit and you scream out his name. While vibrations took over
your clit, his fingers curled inside you, hitting all the right spots. Not only
was the intense pleasure driving you crazy, but also the fact that you were
still handcuffed, and you couldn’t tangle your fingers in his hair. You spread
your legs wider as your moans got louder, nearing your climax. Just as you felt
yourself coming closer, Mike removes his fingers and the vibrator. You open
your mouth to protest but before you can say anything, Mike has flipped you
over on your stomach. His hands grip your hips to pull your ass up to him.

You hear the zipper of his pants come undone before feeling
his length slide gently across your wet slit.

“Are you ready, Y/N?” he asks.

“Yes, officer,” you moan out. Suddenly he is slamming hard
inside you, filling you up completely. He bends over your body and brings his
mouth near your ear.

“It’s Sergeant to you,” he growls. Your mouth drops at the
complete sexiness that you are a few short months away from calling your
husband. He continues to pound into you repeatedly.

“Fuck, baby. You feel so good,” he yells out.

Your walls clench around him tightly as you near another
climax. Suddenly, you are coming without warning. “Mike!”

“That’s it, baby girl. Scream my name.” His thrusting continues
for a moment or two before becoming sloppy and soon finishing himself as well.
The two of you breathe heavy for a moment as you catch your breath. You soon
feel the cuffs coming off your hands.

“Baby, I’m so sorry,” he says.

“What for?”

“Your wrists. I didn’t know the cuffs were that tight.”

You look down at your wrists that are now slightly bruised
and purple. “I’ll take bruised wrists any day of the week as long as it means I
get to see you in this again,” you say gesturing to his blues. He chuckled.

“Now that I know the effect it has on you, I’ll wear this
more often,” he says with a wink. You smile at your handsome fiancé. If this is
engaged sex, you can’t wait to see what married sex has in store for you. 

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