Tokyo Revengers; Sacrifice

Chapter 33 [Lemon]

Amaterasu Akiko P.O.V.

I sit up in bed and rub my eyes. It takes me a minute to realize that I'm in a futon and not a bed. I hear deep breaths beside me and when I look down I see Mikey, with his long blonde hair instead of that short white haircut. I smile. It worked! I lay back down, crawl against Mikey, wrap my arms around him and press my lips between his shoulder blades. Mikey turns around, lifts my face and kisses me. "I'm sorry. I didn't want to wake you" I whisper smiling. "Doesn't matter" Mikey says, kissing me again. I wrap my arms around his neck as I pull him against me while our tongues dance. Mikey pulls me against him, and I can't help but smile when I feel his hardened member against me. "What are you going to do about it?" Mikey whispers. "Oh I have to handle it?" I whisper amused. "It's your fault, you have to take responsibility" Mikey grins. "Is that so?" I whisper kissing him again. I turn Mikey on his back, climbing on top of him. Mikey brings his hands to my hips as I pull down his pajama pants. I grab his wallet from beside the futon and take a condom. "You think you can do it?" Mikey grins as I rip it open. "You think I can't?" I ask amused. "Go ahead" he says, amused allowing me to put the condom on. I cover my mouth with my hand to suppress my moan as I slowly sit down on him. Mikey groans softly, pushing his fingers into my hips. I wait for a moment and then place both hands on Mikey's chest as I start riding him. Mikey's eyes stay fixated on me, as I slowly move up and down, allowing him to go deep inside me. Soft moans and exhales escapes his lips, as they do mine. Mikey pulls my hands away, wraps an arm around my waist and locks his eyes with mine as he starts moving his hips as well, causing him to go even deeper. I tilt my head back for a deep moan while I place my hand on my stomach as I feel him so deeply. I gasp softly when Mikey presses his lips against my neck and I bring my hands into his hair. "Kikochin" Mikey whispers, I turn my head back and lift his. "Mikey-kun" I whisper, pressing my lips against his.

I gasp softly when I feel something underneath my chin and pull my head away. Ichiro frowns. "What's going on with you?" He asks annoyed. "What do you mean?" I ask, scratching my jaw. "You've been out of it" Ichiro says, leaning his hand beside him. "I've been talking to you, and you didn't respond and when I touched you, you nearly panicked" he adds. "I'm sorry" I say softly. "No need to apologize, I just want to know what's going on" he says. "I just.." I say and hesitate. Ichiro waits patiently. "I've been dreaming and it scared me a bit" I say. "What kind of dream?" He asks, and he sounds gentle. Almost like a normal dad. "About my future" I say. "What scared you?" Ichiro asks. When I don't respond, he pats on the floor next to him. I crawl over and sit down where he just patted. "I like this longer hair on you. It suits you" he says, as he runs his fingers through my dark green hair. I can't help but smile. Ichiro then puts his arm around my shoulders. "Tell me about this dream" he says softly. "I was an adult, married...pregnant" I say. "Well congratulations" Ichiro says with a smile. "But I got stabbed and the baby died" I say. "Oh...I'm sorry" Ichiro says softly. "Not even because of what I did" o say. "Let me guess, about something I did, or your husband in your dream?" Ichiro asks. "Yes" I mumble. Ichiro strokes my cheek with the hand of the arm that is resting on my shoulder. "That's a tough dream sweetheart. But it's just that. A dream" he says. "I know it can be scary. But I can assure you, you'll be protected. Especially when you get pregnant. I won't let anything happen to you" Ichiro says. I look up at Ichiro. "Do you trust me?" He asks. "Yes.." I say. "Then don't worry. Nothing will happen to you, not again. Not unless those who won't to feel my wrath" Ichiro says and winks. When I smile, he presses a kiss against my forehead. "You can just tell me these things Akiko" Ichiro says. "And even if you don't want to tell your Oyaji, you can talk to your Ojiisama or Souta, but don't carry this by yourself. You don't need to." He says, looking me in the eye seriously. I nod embarrassed.

I find Mikey on the driveway at dusk, leaning against his motorcycle. He's looking up at the sky. It's obvious he is missing his freedom. I walk over to him. "It's just for a little while. You can go out again soon" I say softly, as I wrap my arms around his waist. "I know" he says, as I feel only one arm around me. "Can you promise me one thing, Mikey-kun?" I ask. "What is it?" Mikey asks. I look up at him. "Don't leave me again" I say. Mikey seems surprised and then smiles. "I wasn't planning to" he says softly, as he glides his fingertips past my jawline. "I am serious" I say. "I am too" Mikey says before pressing his lips against my forehead. "Are you going to wear your ring again?" He asks. "Do you want me to?" I whisper, leaning my chin against his shoulder. "I do" he says. "Then I'll wear it again" I say softly. "Soon I'll be able to buy you a better ring" Mikey says. "You don't have to" I say softly. "I want to" he says as I feel his fingertips stroke the skin of my lower back. The silence between us isn't uncomfortable, but I can feel his sorrow, his worries as I'm sure he can feel mine. "Tell me, Mikey-kun" I say after a long while, as I softly push myself off him. "Why did you fell for me?" I ask. This seems to surprise Mikey. "Because when we met, my face was so bruised most of the time, I could never be beautiful. I was never mind to you. I don't really understand" I say. Mikey smiles slightly. "I could tell you were like me" he says. "Like you?" I ask a little surprised. Mikey reaches over and softly stroke my cheek. "I knew you were the most beautiful girl in Tokyo. Even through the bruises. And I was right" he says, ignoring my question. "But who cares about the why though? Can't we just enjoy the times we have together? We're young and these are supposed to be the best time of our lives. Let's enjoy it.." he says. I smile slightly and push my hands into the pockets of my jeans. "Yeah. Let's do that. As soon as you can go out again without the danger of being arrested" I say with a slight wink. Mikey rolls his eyes. "Right" he says