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“5 minutes.”
That was the first sentence your boyfriend said before convincing you to be in the small laundry room alone.
You knew you weren't going to last 5 minutes.
You looked at him, biting your lip. Pretending to think it over as he took your hand with his body heading towards the laundry room.
You looked in the direction of the kitchen where everyone was. Draken saw you, and you could see the abode of an accomplice that he gave Mikey. You knew that he had said something to him in a whisper a while ago before he separated from the group. You could be calm that he was going to cover them during his absence. Not that you'll care much if they knew. You just loved watching someone as impatient and selfish as Mikey wait for your answer. Still holding your hand with a look of ecstasy, too pure to be true. As if he hadn't proposed to do it in the laundry room, at Takemichi's birthday party before the guests arrived.
He wanted to start his personal party a little earlier.
You knew it very well. You expected it to be so. You had put on a plush red skirt that matched your sweater and shoes, along with tights and a black blouse.
Mikey stared at you all afternoon, moving your hips back and forth across the room flirtatiously and leaning right in front of him just to help put up the birthday decorations.
You had been torturing him.
When finishing with all the preparations, most of them sat down in the kitchen to talk, making time for other preparations such as food and guests. So no one would care if you got lost for a while.
“Do you have condoms?” You asked.
You had thought about buying some when you went for alcohol with Emma, you didn't think you'd need them so early.
As always, Mikey exceeds your expectations.
Mikey smiled and pointed to his pants pocket for a condom in a sneaky way. You also noticed the boner in his pants. Your mouth would water just looking at it.
"So, is it a yes?" He made a flirtatious gesture, his neutral voice hiding a hint of pleading.
Mikey always makes sure you're comfortable. He wouldn't force you to do anything you don't want or something that hurts you. It was one of the things you loved about him.
You opened the door and walked in with him still holding his hand. Mikey closed the door while you sat at the washer.
You received it with a hug with your legs. He smiled before kissing you and you sighed. It was a stupid habit you had with him, but you couldn't help it, you felt like that next to him. With the need to be flirtatious, ridiculously in love, and with nerves on the surface.
You felt his soft mouth and hot breath on your neck. It tickled among other things. He placed his head on your sweater and inhaled your scent deeply before picking it up. Under the cups of your red bra and put his mouth on one of your breasts, to later place it on the other and gently pinch them with his hand until they are hard. He was starting to turn you on.
"I love how hard they get." He whispers in a hoarse voice and then continues breathing heavily.
He looked sexy with his hair mussed in your hands and his hardness brushing against your slightly desperate center for more contact.
You lowered your hand and felt his erection.
"It's not the only hard thing" You licked your lips and began to open Mikey's belt, in a few seconds with his help you had his erection in your hand, moving your hand up and down.
"Shit"
"Do you like it, love?" You said with false sweetness, while your lips attacked his weak point, which was his neck. He shuddered under your touch. Moaning as they slowly increased the pace, step by step for you to enjoy.
He nodded frantically, not saying a word. You didn't need to hear anything more than his moans in your ear to know you were doing an excellent job.
“Would you take your shirt off for me?” You didn't have to ask twice. Mikey took it from him and you could see his abs, with your free hand you touched them. From chest to stomach, as he shuddered from your touch.
"You like what you see?" His voice sounded agitated and fucking hot. You could feel your panties getting wet just hearing his voice.
"A lot" You bit your lip and looked into his eyes.
"Enough."
He removed your hand. He put you on your feet and turned you around to then, with some abruptness and care, place your stomach on top of the washing machine. Tying your hands behind your back with your sweater in the process. He knows you love it when he takes control. You loved how dominant Mikey could be.
Your hair was watered and you felt your breathing heavy. Mikey brushed aside the hair that covered your face. You looked at him with desire and anxiety to know what his next step would be. Getting that look on you made him feel more confident to continue.
He lifted up your skirt to reveal your red panties that shimmered beneath your tights. He wanted to spank you so bad but he knew that he couldn't make too much noise. Instead, he ran his fingers over your center, just skimming a little to confirm his suspicions.
“Fuck, you're already so wet, baby.” He made a click with his tongue, which sounded so fucking sexy.
Your body trembled. You felt fucking impatient.
So needy
You wanted to be touched.
“Mikey”
“Just wait”
He ripped your stockings from the center to get access to your underwear. You parted your legs slightly as I moved your underwear to the side. You held your breath to keep from moaning. His head was between your buttocks, you could feel how he ate you.
You felt like you were going to cum.
No no no no.
You didn't want that. You wanted to come on Mikey.
“No…” you said.
You heard a wet sound. He kissed the inside of you before sticking two fingers inside you that made you see stars. It felt so fucking delicious. Very sensible. So fucking sensitive.
“Did you think I was going to forget that you were showing off your butt all afternoon?”
Then you noticed.
He had noticed your dirty intentions.
You thought you had gone unnoticed with your innocent face in front of others.
“You have been a bad girl. So I will punish you for a while for my pleasure”
He ran his tongue over your center. He laughed watching you shiver. Mikey's fingers knew exactly where to touch you to drive you crazy, every time you pressed his fingers with your wet lips he would take them out to change with licks on top.
You could feel your juices along with Mickey's spit slipping down your legs. You were sure, without a doubt that you were giving your boyfriend a great show with your dripping pussy. You had your panties and stockings soaked. It was hard for you to keep your moans down.
“I'll be good, Mikey.” Your breathing was a mess. "Please, your dick"
"My dick?" He stood up and put the condom on. "Okay, if that's what you want."
You sighed, you felt like Mikey was sliding his member between your thighs, kissing your wet lips without entering yet. You moved with some desperation since minutes had passed and he still hadn't entered you.
"Mikey" you protested.
“You have to be specific, my love. Where do you want my dick?" He laughed.
The damn bastard, enjoying your suffering.
That man was a sadist when he wanted to be.
"Inside of me. Please” you begged. "Mikey, I need you so much."
He takes off your sweater, leaving your hands free. He helped you straighten up. He turned you over and put you on top of the washing machine again. To stay ahead.
"You look so sexy when you beg"
That was the last thing he said before sinking inside you. He had to cover your mouth so you wouldn't moan too loud. Your eyes rolled back as Mikey lunged at you. You had reached your first orgasm by feeling completely full. Your orgasm lasted as you were reaching for a second with Mikey still moving inside of you.
His arms hugged your legs while you clung to him by his neck.
You heard external sounds. People are chatting. Surely more people had arrived. Which you were grateful for since with their voices they muffled the small sounds made by the metal of the washing machine every time Mikey went inside and came out inside of you. But it wasn't only that, there were also the little wet sounds it caused which made your cheeks and ears turn very red. You were so overwhelmed, there were little moans that escaped you and you knew Mikey loved hearing them because he would growl in your ear and then you would squeeze him tighter.
It was like that, a kind of chain of pleasure that each one triggered in each. It was perfect. You were in heaven. You felt your second orgasm close.
“Mikey” You called him so sweetly.
Only he knew what that tone in your voice meant.
“Give it to me, baby.”
He thrust into you fast and his body tensed as he came, his orgasm lasting longer because you came seconds later throbbing around his member. He could feel you coming into him even in the thinness of the condom. He had touched the exact spot you loved, coming so deep you could feel each spasm inside you.
"So fucking good, baby."
You were getting your breath back on Mickey's shoulder. He was still inside you, you loved having him inside you seconds after he came. He made you feel connected to him in a romantic way even though it sounded stupid. He was still holding you, kissing your forehead.
"I'm just going for a sweater" You heard a familiar voice in the distance.
"No! Takemichi!" You heard Draken yell before Takemichi opened the door.
Takemichi ignored it, thinking that maybe his friends had hidden an extra surprise from him and didn't want him to see it until later. But curiosity won him over and there he was.
And boy, did he get a surprise.
He looked at you first and then at Mikey, who was on top of you, so he couldn't see you naked but with your clothes out of place. Since he was on your back, he couldn't see your connection. Anyone would think it was a hug, but your red face and heavy breathing betrayed you.
It was funny watching Takemichi slowly connect the dots to finally understand the situation and turn red as a tomato.
"I'm so sorry!"
If it had been someone else.
A stranger.
Mikey would have killed him to see you half-dressed in that situation.
But it was Takemichi.
Mikey was very fond of Takemichi despite being a distracted idiot.
Your boyfriend picked up a hanging sweater and tossed it to Takemichi.
“Would you mind closing the door when you go out?” He said with a friendly voice and smile, which coming from Mikey was scary. It was hard to tell if it was genuine or not.
"Oh yeah! thank you!" Takemichi bowed before closing the door quickly.
As soon as he closed the door and you started laughing.
"Didn't you lock the door?" You said without stopping laughing. You covered your mouth so as not to be scandalous. If Takemichi listened to you, he would possibly die even more of an embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, I forgot." He laughed along with you and gave you a kiss on the cheek.
Mikey pulled down your black shirt along with your bra and came out of you. He arranged his clothes and you did the same. You had to take off your socks and throw them in the trash where Mikey dropped the condom.
"You owe me some tights" You scolded him.
"I'm sorry baby. I'll buy you others” He said with a beautiful smile that melts your heart.
You really loved that boy.
You asked him to take the garbage bag to throw it outside. You didn't want to leave evidence of what you did.
You went out and saw Emma with a confused face looking at the kitchen.
"Why is Takemichi red in the face?" She looks down at your legs.
"And your tights?" She asked. She was sure you had some when you got into the house. Then he directed her to look to Mikey who was leaving the laundry room where you left. It was then that she connected the dots.
“Ugh. You are disgusting. Seriously, can't you stay one fucking day without fucking like rabbits?”
You laughed with red cheeks. Mikey raised his middle finger, looking like he didn't give a damn shit what she said.
"Shall we go to the convenience store?" You said. You wanted to change the subject, but your boyfriend didn't make it easy.
"Yes, I want to buy her some new tights," the blond declared. You looked at him with a hateful smile.
"Okay, there's still alcohol to buy" She ignored you and rolled her eyes.
“I'll go for Takemichi. I don't want him to avoid us at the whole party.” You nodded and asked for the bag before he ran off after Takemichi.
You walked next to Emma, and she told you the things that were missing so that you wouldn't forget them while you threw the garbage in a big trash can outside.
“Laundry room, huh?” Emma said in a mischievous voice.
Your cheeks turned red again. Only little stutters came out of your mouth. You didn't know what to answer.
"At least get a room" She complained exaggeratedly, which made you laugh.
In the distance you could see Mikey walking towards you with his arm around Takemichi's neck saying things that made him look more relaxed than a few seconds ago. Your boyfriend winked at you.
You really loved your boyfriend.