a/n: you’re busy with work and Mikey really want you to play with him, around 1.5k words, no beta we die like kisaki soon (by my hands)
minors/ageless blogs please dni!
Mikey was a dependable leader. He was incredibly strong, charismatic, and fearless. All Toman is devoted to him, and it is a heavy burden to bear. Lucky for him, you waltzed into his world and sank your teeth into him, never intending to let go.
While in public he was their leader, in private he preferred to turn over the reins to you. His bravado crumbling under your gentle touches and passionate kisses peppered all over his body. Slowly, his stony face flushed a deep red, and his confident words faded into mindless babbling. He is the very embodiment of a pillow princess. The very thought of you makes his stomach erupt in butterflies.
On the other hand, he could be incredibly annoying at times. You’d write “entitled brat” and “for public use” in big letters across the back of his thighs and pull his hair, yanking his head back as he pants and whines. Shivering as cum drips down his thighs. And you intend to recreate the beautiful sight he brought to you that wonderful day.
If you weren’t so busy with work that is.
“Mikey. “Don’t provoke me… you know that I won’t back down later, no matter how much you cry.” you press against his chest and push him away. Or well… try to. Curse him and his strength. It doesn’t help that you have a bunch of documents in your hand that you need to bring to your desk.
“Come on y/n… can we do it? I’ve been waiting all day and didn’t even touch myself like a good boy…,” he trails off, nibbling on your ear seemingly intent on riling you up. “I even wore something pretty tonight.”
You stop dead in your tracks. Mikey can feel the way you suddenly stop squirming. His smile widens. “Are you holding back?” he nuzzles his face into your neck. “don’t- ow ow OW OW wait I’m sorry I’m-” His face scrunches up and his eyebrows knit together as you pull on his ear with your free hand. You drag him along upstairs where you stop in front of your bed.
You let his ear go and he pouts at you, upset for dragging him by the ear like a child. You pat his head while smiling softly at him. He instantly forgets what he was upset about and melts and closes his eyes with a content smile. So you take a step back and walk over to your desk, setting down the papers and closing your laptop. You take a deep breath and turn around to face Mikey. He’s still standing in front of your bed, hands in his pockets, a sly smile on his face.
You might need to put off working for a little. Entertaining Mikey’s ideas shouldn’t take up too much time right?
You come to a halt in front of him. Not hesitating, you put your hands on his hips and turn him around so he was facing the bed. He leans his head back and knowingly smirks at you. Replicating his smile you grab a fistful of his hair and push him forward, until his hands fly out and are placed on the bed, holding him upright from falling on the bed entirely. Letting go you step back to look at him bent over but his baggy clothes are in the way.
You hook your fingers into the sweatpants and pull them down, helping him step out of them. The red lace panties that appear nearly make your heart stop. You slide along the material on your fingertips and notice how goosebumps are rising on his skin. He’s so sensitive around his hips… it’s very endearing. You bring your face closer and slide your fingers under the material, gripping his skin and after holding on tight you bring your teeth to his skin and leave a bitemark there.
He tries to stop squirming and his cardigan slowly falls off of his shoulder as you roam your hands over his thighs and up to his back. “You wanna keep that on baby?” you ask, slowing down your movements. He nods. “Use your words. I need to hear you say it.” Your hands come to a stop, giving him time to think things over again.
“I’d… I’d like to keep it on please.” He breathes out. You place a soft kiss on his back and rub his hips as a wordless thank you. And you finally pull his panties down, leaving them on his thighs.
After the check-in with your boyfriend, you turn around and walk over to your closet, digging through some clothes and pulling out a box. The box is labeled with “sex toys” in giant letters, all Mikey’s doing of course. You giggle at the sight and open it. The all-familiar sound of you rustling through your box makes a shiver run down Mikey’s spine. He wants to turn around but he likes the anticipation more.
Meanwhile, you put the strapon on, fastening the straps on either side. While lubing it up you also catch your reflection in the mirror and seeing not only yourself but Mikey bent over in the background fills you with excitement and more confidence.
You stride back to Mikey and observe his form for a minute in silence. His muscular thighs are shaking slightly and his ass is presented to you by the arching of his back. He’s really beautiful like this.
You lean forward and see he’s already half hard. When you look up at his face he quickly turns away but the red tips of his ears give away just how much he likes this. He might be tomans number 1 but around you, he turns into a softie. You lean into him and place a kiss on his shoulder. He lets out an embarrassed whine in protest. You suppress your laughter.
You settle right behind him. “your thighs are so beautiful Mikey, I’d love to see them covered in cum.” you say, grabbing his soft hips and pulling him even closer. If anything makes him feel good it’s being used by you, so you’re intent on fucking his thighs until he cums all over himself.
Sliding your hands from his hips forward to his thighs, you pull them apart slightly to create a space for your strap to glide in. His breath hitches, he didn’t think you’d use his thighs like this, he feels his face heat up even more and his stomach tighten. You’re using his thigh- no you’re using him. He feels the cold silicone push between his thighs and he gasps when you reach around and grab ahold of his dick and hold it to the moving strap.
He holds on to the sheets tighter and shudders. He was yours. Yours to use as you see fit and yours to play with. He can’t deny the fact that he adores you even more during moments like these.
His embarrassed moans and your panting fills the room. You dig your nails into his hip and he yelps whips his head around and pouts at you. You bend over and leave an apologetic kiss on his back. You then sink your teeth into him with the sole purpose of leaving hickeys all over your baby boy.
Mikey feels a knot in his stomach form, the way you’re holding and caressing him paired with the stimulation from your strapon is starting to become too much for him. It also doesn’t help that the way you’re using him like one of your sex toys is making his head spin.
“y/n I’m- hnng I’m really close…hah fuck,” Mikey whimpers, getting closer and closer to his high, “I really want to-”
“I thought boy toys couldn’t speak?” you interrupt, halting your movements temporarily. At your snide remark, Mikey can’t help but quickly shut his mouth in shame and obedience. Tears are starting to well up in his eyes and hopes you won’t punish him for speaking out of turn.
Luckily, you only have one goal in mind, which is to make him cum just from being used. You keep thrusting in and out of his thighs and strengthening your grip around his dick, he wriggles his ass against you. He’d much rather have you in him already but he isn’t exactly in a place to make demands as he usually would want to.
Tears of frustration are running down his face, he wants to cum but he shouldn’t speak and he doesn’t know if he has permission to. You release your death grip on his hips and grab his hair, yanking his hair back. That was the last push Mikey needed as he released a long groan and shuddered as you felt him come into your hand.
He is panting and twitching every now and then, trying to calm down from his high. You let go of his hair and pull out the dildo from in between his thighs. Smiling to yourself you let go of Mikey and he falls forward onto the bed. You sit next to him and rub his back soothingly. He manages to give you a tired smile in return.
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hi I have request but could you maybe make sub Mikey when you and him are eating out with his friends and suddenly you decide to stroke his cock and he moans but tries to keep it in then you guys both go to the bathroom and do things and go to your car and after you guys are done he says " thank you for making me cum I really loved it! " also can you have an afab! reader pls :)
𖤐 WHY IN PUBLIC? mikey !
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warning : mikey ⊹ fem!dom reader (no pronouns.), in public (restaurant/restroom), handjob, mommy kink
this was fun 2 write! ty for requesting :)
the brown shiny door slid open easily as you darted your eyes on the open entrance, displaying your boyfriend mikey walking his way to you. he sat down as he began fiddling with the hem of his sweater before speaking up. “hey (name).. me and the gang are going out, do you mind joining? i-i need company anyways..” knowing full well it’s not only that one reason.
“sure.” you let out before changing into proper clothing while he does to but in a restroom. mikey then went back to your spot and god, he looked so good: hair slicked back, baggy leather pants, polo sleeve and a necktie dangling freely. not his typical fit but the one that made you smirk. does he wanna be fucked into that get-up? minutes went by and you guys were now infront of a fancy looking restaurant with the gang following behind.
as everyone was in their sits, you can’t help but snake your hand under the table and down to mikey’s thigh, slowly leaving touches here and there making his stomach flutter as he let his mind dim thinking of you. some of the members were already ordering and chatting about bunkum nonsense whilst you continue to fluster him with movements, and accidentally touching his crotch and undoing his zipper fly before going in to squeeze the bulge.
“fuc- hng-! w-why in public..?” he whisper-yells at you, face scrunching in both pleasure and displeasure, cause why would you even do something like this in hell of a public? but you don’t give a single shit, you wanted to see him ruined and needy and you will get that aftermath. “hm? what was that?” you try to act dumbfounded and shot him a puzzled face as if you aren’t doing anything humiliating to his body.
“that! when you-” you cut him of as you pull out his manhood out of the thin fabric, lightly giving it a grasp. “hah- p-pleasee.. stop..” his tiny body already wasted from the tiny scintilla pleasure he’s getting. not to mention the hotness he also feels from the looks of confusion and outré of the manji gang members.
you still continued to play with his cock, rubbing on the pink glossy tip that’s producing little to little liquid, groping his base hard to stop him from cumming completely since it might paint the floor under you and make a mess. “hey, is he okay?” his bestfriend and also a founding member, draken blurts out to you in a concerning way. the yellow haired boy was yet huffing and leaving whiney-groan like sounds. he even tries to answer but you know he couldn’t due to your maneuvers.
“uh yeah! i think he’s fine. we might have to go to the restroom though and check if he has a fever or something. do you mind if we go right now?”
“yeah.. go ahead.”
that was all it tooks before going bending under the table and trying your best to not get suspicious on putting his tadger back in his pants. gesturing him afterwards to go follow you to a secluded area. shit, you couldn’t wait anymore and just pushed mikey inside the room and carry him to the sink.
the way he moves around turned tipsy due to drunken for pleasure. you take out his cock again, pushing two fingers in his mouth to make him suck it and fabricate drool; using it as lube afore going back into motion again. your hand moving in a vertical motion fastly. “mama—!” he whimpers weakly, gasping as saliva dribbles on the lip corner of his. he’s starting to get loud, tears pricking his eyes that glossed up in a pretty way and that only made you wanna go faster. so pretty. your pretty boy won’t be able to last long since there is someone outside the door but fuck it. you sped up your movements, stroking up and down really fast that he could almost feel as if you wanna make him cum and scream really loud.
“cumming cumming cummin'— wah-!!” he continuously babbles on and on, the same goes for the crystalline-gooey liquid oozing out of his red slit that drops down the sides of his manhood. he’s pretty tired by now since he had rested his head on your shoulder but other people were waiting so he had no choice but to clean up. you guys walked out the restroom, earning a few glances from strangers before going to sit down on the desk again, the boy limping behind and following you. when he was seated, he can’t help but lean to your shoulder once again before whispering the words..
“thank you for makin’ me c-cum, loved it.. love you.”
