Happiness of Revenge (Mikey xReader x Sanzu)

Chapter 8

Your shift had gone by smoothly, you got paid decent amount and now you were back home in your room. Neither of the boys had responded to the text you had sent them after your doctor's appointment so you could only assume they were either too busy or didn't fully understand what it meant.

You hadn't been expecting them to be breaking down the door to get to you, but you are least thought they would have made some dirty remark to your news. That fact that neither of them had even sent a simple emoji was really throwing you off.

Maybe they'd lied about wanting to claim you in that way, and both thought they'd have more time before having to face your female anatomy. You really wouldn't blame them if they both decided they'd rather not mess around with that... Entrance. Though their shared silence might be a good thing for you right now. If neither of them are currently available then that gives you plenty of time to test drive yourself first after all that time spent resting.

You lock your door, before moving to your bedside table to dig to the way back of one of the drawers and pull out your little secret weapon: an adult toy. Lying back on your bed with the toy beside you, close your eyes and let your hands wander around your body. You caress along your sides, across your stomach and down knead the flesh of your thighs with your hands.

Images of your boyfriends flashes in your mind, fantasies of their hands in place of yours as they feel their way to your inner thighs and up to your groin. Surely Sanzu would hungrily kiss and nip at your thighs, working his way till he was planting kisses over your clothed clit. His lidded eyes would watch your every reaction through his long lashes as he teases you till you'd beg him to give you more. He'd remove your underwear tantalizingly slow, before diving back in to eat you out till you cum on his tongue. Those scars on either side of his mouth would be wet from your slick as he moves to kiss your own mouth and position himself between your marked thighs. Then he'd take you, being a gentleman at first until he eventually breaks and fucks you like the mad man he is till your both climaxing together.

Mikey on the other hand would have you straddle his lap, grinding on him as he marks up your neck and collarbones with as many love marks as he can. Hands groping your ass as you feel him grow hard against your own arousal. He make you use your words for sure, begging: 'Please take me Mikey! I want you so badly'. Only after you're practically pleading for him to fuck you would he. Mikey would have you bouncing on his lap and moaning his name as he watched your every expression, memorizing each one. Along with studying what places his dick hits cause what reactions from you. He'd learn quickly what movements caused more pleasure and repeat them till your clamping down around him in the bliss of your orgasm.

At some point during your fantasizing you'd begun to use your toy, thrusting it in and out of you at a steady pace till you were on the cusp of release only to be snapped out of it by the sound of your phone ringing.

A groan escaped your lips as you removed the phallic object from inside you and grumpily marched across the room to grab your phone.

"Hello?" You answered too annoyed too check who was calling.

"Hey my little blossom, did I interrupt something?" Haru's voice came through your phone. "I was just calling to see if you were home, I wanted to come see you."

"I mean... I was in the middle of something..." You glanced at the abandoned toy on your bed before giving a small sigh. "But don't worry bout it now, just come on over I guess."

"Alright, if you're sure, then i'll be there in a few minutes my dear." He replied before hanging up.

You threw on some pajama pants and a shirt, heading out to wait for him outside your apartment door. Watching as he strolled along the pathway to your building and climbed up the stairs to meet you. You pulled him into a hug, taking note of how he smelled exceptionally sweet today. The pair of you headed inside, sitting down on your couch and begining to chat.