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Date Night: When you're frisky (Mikey)

(This does not contain any lemon, but it does have a bit of lime. If you are too young or uncomfortable reading this, I suggest you skip this chapter and onto the next one, which won't be any lemons)

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Mikey has decided on taking you out to the wrestling matches for your first date, and there was absolutely no way you were going to deny that puppy-dog look. With one of the human watches Donnie had made, he was able to finally get the front row seats and watch the wrestlers fight up on the fighting ring. 

"Whoo! Yeah, go get 'em!" Mikey cheered and pumped his fists in the air. 

"You having fun, babe?" You asked him over the noise. 

"Shell yeah! This is amazing!" Mikey replied, smiling wide. "Thanks for coming along, (Y/N)!" 

"Of course, Mikestar," you giggled and kissed him on the cheek. 

It was barely 30 seconds left before the last wrestler was taken down, and the remaining won the challenge. The crowds wildly cheered for the last winner. 

"Hey, look!" Mikey exclaimed, pointing at something. 

You blushed deeply when you saw a 'Kiss Cam' appear on the screens above. And the people there were you and Mikey. 

Mikey tapped you on the shoulder. He smirked mischievously and wiggled his eyebrows. 

You instantly grabbed his shoulders and smashed your lips against his, making out with him. The crowd loudly cheered that you two were in the spirit. 

However, you stopped kissing him before you grabbed his shirt collar and dragged him out of the arena. 

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You and Mikey soon arrived at the back of the building, and Mikey was getting nervous about this. 

"Um, why are we out here, anyway?" he asked you, fidgeting with his thumbs. 

"Well..." You said and leaned closer to him. "I just don't want the people inside watching us..." 

He beamed a bit before he pulled you closer to him and kissed you on the lips, a bit more passionately this time. He hoisted you up by the thighs and trapped you against the walls. You got his shirt off, but he didn't bother pulling yours off. 

"Hey, Mikey?" 

"Yeah?" 

"Think we should slow down?" 

"I will if you will." 

You snickered and gave him back his shirt. Despite the fact that you had to, you'd like how his dark tanned body looked underneath the lights. 

"Someday, you'll be ready, Mikey?" 

"For what?" 

"You know..." you trailed off, winking at him. 

Mikey was about to ask again, but he silently got the idea. 

"So...should we kiss some more?" 

"...yep." 

Mikey suddenly grabbed you by the waist again and kissed you once more on the lips. You didn't notice that his hands had made their way up to your shirt. You felt a slight tug, and the next thing you knew, Mikey had your bra in hand. 

"Mikey! How'd you--" You gasped shocked. 

"Leo taught me how to," Mikey smirked, still holding your bra. 

You laughed as you reached to get your bra back, but Mikey was too fast for you. A few minutes later, he gave you back your cleavage cover, save the fact that you had to explained what you needed them for. 

It was then that you saw him staring at your chest. 

"What?" 

"Am I allowed to touch them?" 

"No!"