**Mikey and Y/N are both 18 and in their final year of highschool (this doesn’t follow any of the timelines of Tokyo Revengers)
He had said that he liked you.
Well… how it actually happened is you had told him that you liked him, and he had just replied with “likewise” so… that counts, right?
But ever since then, nothing else had even happened?!
You had tried so many times to get close to him but he always went off with his boys instead, leaving you to wonder if he actually did like you or not?
“I have to do something to get him alone but what?” you wondered, pondering your options as you walked home alone one day on one of your final days of high school.
Suddenly you had a brain wave.
“Karaoke!” Your eyes brightened. “I’ll invite him to karaoke and tell him that everyone else is coming too, including his boys, and then he’ll be sure to come and when he gets there and it’s just him and me, we can spend some time together!”
Your footsteps lightened and you grinned to yourself as you completed the last legs to home.
“Yeah!” you said out loud as you grabbed your bag straps and both hands and adjusted them while smiling up to the sky.
The following day, you put your plan into action. You rang the local karaoke bar to find out what times they had available, and then set about making a time that would work for Mikey.
As usually, he was with his boys and you tailed them a little when they left the school grounds early and headed off down the road.
“Hey! Mikey! I gotta take a piss,” Baji called from the back of the group, peeling off and heading into the bushes on the side of the road.
“Disgusting,” Mitsuya said, watching Baji walk off.
“Hurry up or we’ll leave you,” Draken added, stopping to wait for the black haired badass.
“Hey, isn’t that the corner store ahead that sells the cream buns?” Pah asked, his attention all on the store ahead.
“Mmmmm?” Mikey hummed, “maybe?”
“I’m going there then,” Pah said, walking on with the rest of the boys watching on behind him.
“Mikey, we’re leaving Baji to you,” Draken added as he slowly followed the rest of the boys who were calmly walking on ahead after Pah.
“Eh?~” Mikey sighed, watching them leave.
“Now’s my chance!” you thought as you quickly ran up to Mikey.
“Hey Mikey,” you greeted brightly as you appeared by his side.
He turned to look at you, his hands calmly pushed into his pockets with his Toman blazer across his shoulders with the sleeves flapping free.
“Hey,” he said, his eyes showing no emotion- as per usual.
“Hey, umm, so… I was wondering…” You launched straight into it, seeing as you knew you didn’t have much time to ask him before either Baji would come out from the bushes, or one of the other guys would come back. “I’ve umm, asked the boys and some of my friends if they wanna go to Karaoke and they all said yes so are you free to come? It’s tomorrow.”
He looked at you and you did your best to not let the lies, and fear of being caught in a lie, show on your face.
“Yeah, I’m free,” he finally said, still showing no emotion.
“Oh great, see you tomorrow, yeah? Bye!” you called, turning and sprinting away.
He watched you go and as you disappeared into the distance Baji came out from the bushes.
“Where is everyone?” he asked Mikey, who was staring off down the road.
“Gone ahead to get food,” Mikey replied.
“Those bastards really left me with my dick out in the bushes,” Baji snapped, “I’ll kill ‘em.”
“Hey,” Mikey said, still looking off down the road, “you don’t have plans tomorrow night do you?”
“No reason,” Mikey replied, finally breaking his gaze away and turning around to head towards the store.
“Why? What’s on tomorrow? We fightin’?” Baji asked.
“Nah. I got a date though,” Mikey replied, not looking back at his friend.
“Date?! With who?” Baji asked, catching up beside him.
“Y/N. We like each other,” Mikey stated plainly.
“Woahhh?” Baji said with surprise, “I had no idea?! Since when?”
“Dunno. A while back,” Mikey replied.
“You don’t even know? Shouldn’t you know when you liked someone?” The black haired guy snorted with a smirk.
“Doesn’t matter. But I’ll make my feelings known tomorrow,” the blond commander replied with a small smirk playing on his lips.
The next day, you entered the empty Karaoke lounge and thanked the attendant.
“I will show your friends in when they arrive,” the host said to you.
“Oh, I’m only expecting one other person,” you admitted with a shy look on your face, “male. Blond hair. Black jacket with gold writing on it.”
The host nodded and left you there so you decided to sit down to wait. Your heart was beating so fast and you palms were so sweaty that you didn’t know what else to do except internally panic.
“I hope he comes? He would… wouldn’t he? He would come. He has no reason not to? Unless he asked his boys and they told him they weren’t going?!”
Now the panic really started to settle in.
But before it completely consumed you, the door opened and in stepped Mikey, in his usual gang jacket and black pants with the wooden getas on.
“M-Mikey,” you said hurriedly, standing up and facing him with a very worried look on your face, you had just realized that the room was empty and now you had to explain why it was just him and just you in the room together.
“Where is everyone, Y/N?” he asked calmly.
“Umm… they all… uh… backed out… at the last minute,” you lied, looking everywhere else expect for his face.
“So you’re telling me you invited them all and they all backed out so it would just be you and me together… alone?” he asked pointedly- he didn’t ask it in a nasty way, he just pointed out that this situation left the two of you in a closed room together, “is it a good idea to be alone together?” he then added and immediately you felt hot.
“Has he just seen right through me?” you wondered as you returned your gaze to the floor.
“Umm. Sit down and I’ll sing something for you,” you offered in a mumbled voice, quickly reaching for a microphone while Mikey walked past you and sat down at the end of the lounge.
You quickly selected a song, any song would do, and then started to belt it out at the top of your lungs as the music started playing.
You dared not turn around to see the look on his face, and the more you sung, the more you felt like this had been a bad idea and it was just making him hate you.
In a fit of regret, you quickly stopped the song and turned around to face him.
You were going to apologize quickly, then run, but the way he was sitting back with his hands in his pockets, leaning back against the lounge backing and his legs spread slightly, made you pause.
You stared at each other for a bit, before you opened your mouth to speak.
“I’m sorry, Mikey,” you said, hanging your head, “I made this all up so that I could spend some time with you. I didn’t invite any others. I lied about that. Sorry.”
You placed your hands together in front of your knees as you bent down and hung your head low in an apologetic bow.
Mikey didn’t say anything, so finally you raised your head to see his expression.
“Come here,” he said, still keeping his hands in his pockets.
You stood and walked over to him then stopped before him again and waited.
“Y-You’re not gonna hit me are you?” You asked him.
“I never hit girls,” he replied, taking his hands from his pockets and placing them on your waist then guiding you over one of his legs.
Following his lead, you straddled his leg and he shifted you up his thigh a little while keeping his hands on your hips.
“So what did you want to do now that you have me alone?” He asked, his voice dropping into a lower register.
“I… uh…” you fumbled with your words, feeling quite flustered now that you were sitting on his thigh and he had his hands on you.
You guys hadn’t even held hands yet.
You had only just ever told each other that you liked each other, and that was about it! No other physical contact.
“I know we haven’t spent much time together,” Mikey said, running his hands from your hips down your thighs to where your school skirt ended and your skin began, “but I’ve been watching you…”
“Yeah. You’re hot,” he replied, his dead eyes looking into yours with a seriousness in them that you had only seen when he was getting ready to face off with a rival gang.
“O-Oh,” you hummed shyly, your attention being diverted to his hands that were slipping under your skirt and back towards your body.
You reached down and pulled your skirt up a little and his fingers slid across the tops of your thighs, across your thigh brows, and then down into the middle, where your skin was the softest and warmest… and closest to the wetness that was now starting to soak your panties.
It was no surprise to you, to find yourself turned on by such a simple touch. You had longed to feel Mikey’s fingers and hands all over your body and this was everything you had dreamed of.
Placing your hands on Mikey’s shoudlers, you leaned into him a little more and found, to your delight, that as you leaned in for the kiss, he did the same, but while you closed your eyes he didn’t close his, his unpolished gaze staring into your face as you kissed slowly.
Everything Mikey did was calculated, his fingers roamed and pressed and before you knew it, he had pulled you up against his torso and had reached around behind you so that he could flick the back of your skirt up and push your dampened panties aside.
“You feel good on my fingers,” he said in a low voice as he tilted your head to the side with his free hand and kissed down your neck while his other fingers rubbed along the opening to your pussy, gathering slick and coating his fingers with it.
You were too far gone to reply and just moaned lightly as three of his fingers entered your pussy and stretched you open.
With a gasp of delight and surprise your body jolted up against his abs he smirked as your fingers dug into the back his neck.
“Let me know if you like it,” he encouraged, “moan my name.”
“Mikey,” you moaned, pushing back on his fingers and bouncing on them a bit.
“Fuck,” he grunted with delight as your warm walls slipped down his fingers and back off again, “I didn’t even need to do anything to warm you up and you’re already dripping for me.”
“You’re so hot, Mikey, I’ve wanted to do this stuff with you for so long and I can’t believe it’s finally happening!” you moaned with delight, bouncing up and down his fingers as you buried your head into the crook of his neck.
“If you want the real deal, just say so, but I’m tellin’ ya, I don’t do condoms,” he said.
“I don’t care. I can get the pill tomorrow,” you said hurriedly, mind whirring that you may just get the chance to actually have Mikey’s cock inside you.
It didn’t take him long to get his dick out of his pants and you were swiftly shifted across so that you were straddling both legs and then sat down on his length.
You thought that maybe he would take it slow, considering that he was your first… but nope, the burning sting of pleasure as his large girth pushed up into your soaking wet pussy, made your core explode with euphoria and without realizing it you threw your head back and moaned loudly.
This seemed to do it for Mikey, who reached behind you and grabbed a fistful of your hair and held you in that position, head back, as his other hand grasped your hip and held you steady while he thrust up into you.
“Mikey~, Mikey~,” you sobbed out, your g-spot being smashed each time with his ferocious fucking, coupled with his pleasured grunting.
Words were uttered, between moans and panting, until finally you both came hard, gripping onto each other as his cock throbbed into your spasming pussy.
“Holy fuck,” he panted, letting you go and lifting you up off his cock, a small amount of blood mixed with his cum seeping down into your panties that had fallen back into place the minute his cock was removed from inside you.
“Mikey~,” you whispered, flopping down onto him.
He wrapped his arms around you and held you close, turning his head so he could ghost his lips over your neck while you panted hard.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked softly.
“No,” you shook your head, still buried into his neck.
“Good,” he replied with a small smirk, “you can take a pounding. You’re fit to be mine… be my girl and stay by my side, ok? I’ll always protect you.”
“I’d love that,” you said with happy tears in your eyes, pulling back so that you could smile into his face.
“Good. Now give me another kiss,” he said, turning his head a little as your mouth met his.
~ END ~