Dirty love (Richard x Mike)

Chapter 12 (the name of the bitch)

Michael's pov

This god damn asshole! Why didn't he just woke me up when I fell asleep? Urg! This is horrible.

I drove home as fast as I could. I ran into my house to meet a angry doll.
"Where were you last night?!"
She stood up from the couch and walked into my direction.
"Erm... I-i fell asleep at work and a f-friend let me sleep in his place."
"Who is she?!" She yelled at me.
"There is no she!" I mean, that wasn't a lie.

"Tell me that bitchs name!" She grabbed my scarf in anger and ripped it off.
We both stopped in every movement.

The collar...

"You asshole!" She pinned me down to the floor and started punching me. I'm not a wimp but she did karate for over ten years by now. So she's pretty strong.
"Ow! Stop! Just listen!"
She took a break.
"Then try to bring up an excuse! But it's going to be hard talking yourself out of there!"
I sighed and looked at a wall.

"Can I stand up. I don't like this situation."
"Fine..." she growled.
She stood up and so did I.
"You should probably take a seat."
She looked a little confused but we went into the livingroom and she sat on the couch. I stood on the other side of the table and started to explain.

"T-there's a pact that I've... with one of my employee friends..." I blushed and rubbed the back of my head.
"And what kind of pact?"
I sighed again. It was really hard to tell her. She'll be so mad.
"We both agreed to have sex after our nightshift, because we thought our sexlifes wouldn't be good enough."
She sat there in shock untill she wanted to attack me again.

"I knew it, you cheating asshole! I'm gonna-..." she suddenly stopped and stood there motionless.
"All your employer friends are males..."
"Y-yeah?" I don't know if she'll be even madder or... I don't know, does it even change anything?

She began to grin brightly.
"Who is it?"
I was completely shocked. She doesn't wanna kill me anymore? W-what?!
"Erm... I..." I blushed even more.
"Aw come on! I wanna know who it is! Is it Gabe?"
"Ew! No! It's..." I buried my face into my hands.
"Richard..." I mumbled.
She completely freaked out.
"Aaaaaaaaaw! How cute! Who's bottom?~"
"Doll?!" I think I couldn't blushed more.
"Tell me! Oh, you're probably bottom, aren't you? Or do you change sometimes?"

I appreciate that she doesn't wanna kill me but I wasn't prepared for so many embarrassing questions.

"Stop it!" I growled in sorrow.
"Fine, but one last question. Why do you have this collar on?"
I looked at the floor.
"The key broke..."
"Should I take it off?" She asked. I looked at her with an expression like I would have seen Jesus.
"Y-you can d-do that?"
"Yeah of corse. I've an old nailgrinder (I don't know how to call this in English ._.) in the basement. It can cut easily through metal.

I got tears in my eyes and I couldn't stop smiling.
"I love you doll." I hugged her tightly.
"It's fine, I'll go and get it. You can just wait here."
"Alright."
I sat back on the sofa and doll ran down stairs.

A while later, doll came back with the machine and a piece of metal.
"Here. To protect your neck."
"Thanks" She handed me the piece and I shoved it between the collar and my neck.
"Alright. It will get pretty loud now."
"Ok" I just wanted to get this thing off of me.

She turned it on an started cutting into the collar. After an eternity that thing fell off of me and doll turned the machine off. I started unbelievable at the now broken collar.
I accidentally sobbed. I was so happy to get this thing off.
I turned around to doll and hugged her again.
"Thank you so much."
"No big deal. But now, tell me more~"
I let go of her again.

"Aw come on. That was enough information for you."
"Nope! So, how many times are you two doing it?"
"Doll! Stop it."
"No. I won't shut up until you told me."
I sighed.
"I don't know. A couple times a week."
"What? So many? And who's bottom now?"
I know she'll never stop with that question untill I told her.

I blushed brightly.
"I am, mostly..."
"Oh! So you changed sometimes?"
"It... It was on a sudden. I kinda overwhelmed him."
"Omg. And the collar... So you two are kinky?"
"N-no... erm... it was Richards idea"
"Did you used other things too?"
I cleared my throat. Why do I have to answer her?
"Erm... handcuffs, blindfold and... a gagball...but this thing just bothered both of us."
"Ohohoh!~ Hm? What's that?"

She pulled my uniform off my shoulder, relieving multiple hickeys and bitemarks.
"Oh, what do we have here?~"
"Stop it!"
I slapped my hand over my shoulder to hide the marks.
"Aw. You're so cute like that."
"Shut up..." I chuckled a little as I blushed more.

I don't wanna ask her why it's ok to sleep with a dude but not with a woman. I'm just happy that she doesn't wanna kill me anymore. I can look over her lack of logic.

A sigh from her got me out of my thoughts.
"I think I should tell you the truth too..." I looked over to her with a curious expression.
"Alright?"
"Erm... the baby..." she started of.
"What's with the baby?" I got a little scared. I don't really want this child but I don't want it to get harmed.
"Eh... I'm really excited for our child."
She answered happily again and hugged me. I hugged slowly back.
"O-ok then?"
"But I think you two should lower the count of your little 'meetings'. Just because of the child..."
"Alright. Everything for you babe."
I was kinda confused. I think that wasn't that what she wanted to tell me...