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↳In which:
I will include a few P.O.V.s I wrote in the comment sections of anime characters' playlists.
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Please show the creators of the playlists some love and check out their channels and their playlists...
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Playlist :
❝ You are my queen ~ Timeskip Mikey Playlist ❞
Creator :
Toge Inumaki on YouTube
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Warning : - foul language, slight nsfw
Disclaimer : - Mikey is an adult in this fan-fic (timeskip Mikey) !
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The city lights were nothing but blurs as the sound of a roaring engine echoed in the streets of Tokyo, the clocks nearing midnight. The pedestrians would halt in their steps, trying to catch a sight of the loud noise, only to be met with a zooming blur, not even being able to make out whether they were two people or less.
Your cheek was resting against his back, black, messy locks swaying at the cold night breeze, as your hands were gently wrapped around his toned torso, your fingers warming his cold body.
You slowly started leaving a trail of feather-like, loving kisses on the back of his neck, the boy shivering under your touch unbeknownst to you, his grip on the bike's handles tightening.
Extending his right palm behind, he started caressing your bare thigh, his touch so light and gentle, it almost felt unnatural. His soft gesture made a smile creep onto your lips as you started running your fingers through his messy, black locks, the boy melting into your touch.
The two of you slowly neared the night club, the black haired boy parking his bike right outside, being enthusiastically welcomed by the workers. The double doors opened as you both entered the spacious room, the loud music blasting throughout the area, filling your ears.
He sneaked a hand in the back of your waist, pulling you closer to his body, making you look up at him with slight surprise. He avoided your gaze intentionally, knowing that you could see right through him and his childish jealousy, as he was soon greeted by some of the gang leaders he had scheduled a meeting with.
You were both guided along with the group to one of the seating areas, a table and a few chairs being offered to the two of you, along with the group. After seating down and ordering your drinks, it was time for work.
"And I am telling you, we don't play like that. If you ever bring that up again I will shove these papers so far up your a$$ you're gonna be crying for weeks" you spat at the burly man seating across from you, his scowl only deepening.
"And what do you know about it?! You keep acting like you own the fvcking gang! Well, guess what, b!tch?! You do-"
"What did you just call her?" Mikey muttered through gritted teeth, slightly seating up, his grip on the bottle of beer he was holding tightening significantly. You gently pressed your palm against his chest, pushing him back down, urging him to calm down.
"No, let him finish. You were saying?" you challenged the man, who send a glare your way, a deep scowl still on his face.
"You deaf? I said that you have nothing to do with this gang! You useless woman, go find something else to do instead of messing with men's business! What, you think just because you are his b!tch you can do whatever you want?! You think you are all high and mighty just because he lets you fvck up his already messed up gang even mo-"
The man's monologue was abruntly interrupted by a loud sound of glass breaking, as he was soon backed up against his chair, a broken bottle pressed against his neck.
Mikey was about to jump at the man, but right before he managed to do anything, you snatched his bottle of beer from his hand, smashing it against the table and jumping over the furniture, pressing the broken tips against the man's neck, while seating on top of the table, your other hand gripping his chair, trapping him in.
"Finish that sentence, you misogynistic motherfvcker. Try and talk sh!t about him again, I dare you. You think I don't know what you're doing, huh? Trying to set us up and get the cops to find out and arrest us. But guess what, b!tch. I am not just a chick playing around. Don't you ever even fvcking think about messing with him or his gang or I swear, I will kill you with my own two hands" you spoke with a sinister smirk still pressing the broken bottle against the man's neck, who only gulped and nodded his head rapidly, sweat trickling down his forehead.
"Good. Now scram and get lost before I lose the last bit of my patience" you spat at him as he hurriedly got up from his seat, getting out of the night club in a matter of seconds.
Pushing yourself off the table, you set your feet back on the ground, fixing your wrinkled dress, as you turned around to meet Mikey's gaze, only to find him standing right behind you.
He gripped your wrist quite tightly, as he walked off, dragging you right along, you stuttering while trying to figure out what he was doing . After exchanging a fe words with one of the waitresses, he guided you to one of the private rooms, pushing you inside and locking the door right after.
You raised your hands in defense, scared that you might have messed up back there, while his face remained emotionless, his hurried footsteps approaching you in a fast pace.
"Look, Mikey, I overreacted back there, I know and I am so-" your sentence was cut short when his lips were smashed against your own ones. Surprise was written all over your face for a few seconds, before you adjusted to his movements, reciprocating the kiss, as your eyes flattered close.
His tongue danced with yours in perfect sync, him pushing you back and slamming you against a wall as he grabbed the side of your head tilting it slightly to the side and deepening the kiss. After a few minutes of a full make-out session, the boy pulled away, a string of saliva connecting your puffed lips, as he interlocked your fingers with his, pinning your hands next to your head.
"You fucking own me" he whispered before leaning in again, his lips devouring your own ones yet again.
"You are a goddamn queen, my one and only queen" he muttered just above your lips the moment he pulled away, but wasted no more time and dove in right away, kissing you with unspeakable passion.
"I adore you"
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Well-
I have written hard-core smut before but this...this was even better.
Idk maybe if y'all like this, I may write a second part, where you are getting absolutely ✨railed✨by our king.
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