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Ian thought, a little dazedly, that maybe he should be annoyed with his husband treating him like a dog. Instead, he leaned into Mickey’s hands in his hair, one gently petting and the other providing a grounding source of pain for Ian to focus on, letting himself be manhandled as his eyes slipped closed and he got comfortable. Ian can feel the rubber band snap as soon as Mickey says it.
“There's my good boy.”
It’s said so quietly that maybe he wasn’t even saying it to Ian, but just to himself in a moment of reverence. Doesn’t really matter, because Ian heard it either way, and he can practically feel as the switch flips inside his mind.
Oh. He’s a good boy.
So Ian melts, and Ian whimpers, and Ian maybe, embarrassingly, nuzzles into the hand petting his hair.
The rest of the morning is a bit of a blur, after that.