Gangster Cinderella

Side Story Six: 🍋Personal Use🍋

A/N: this one goes out for you @ReiNa_EvEr thanks for the support!

Mikey and I are packing up my boxes to move me into his new penthouse. We've just turned eighteen and we've decided that it's time to move in together. I never expected Mikey to take Toman so far this quickly...and I hate that we owe some of that credit to Kiseki. I try to shove thoughts of that rat aside and focus on packing up as much as I can.

"You seem annoyed, what did that box do to you?" Mikey wraps his arms around me from behind. 

"I'm just tired from all this packing." I say as I lean back against his chest. 

He kisses my neck, "We can always take a break~"

His tone gives away the double meaning of that statement, "Yeah but then you'll want to take six more 'breaks'. I at least wanna finish up packing this closet first. Huh?" I pick up a pink frilly maid uniform; the same outfit that Mikey had made Mitsuya sow three years ago. "Mikey! Look it's that weird outfit you made poor Mitsuya sow!" I turn to show it off to him.

He subconsciously licks his lips, "Oh yeah, I remember that little number. Those were some good times."

"Ya know what? I think I'm gonna try this on."

Mikey almost falls off the bed, "You are? You mean it?" 

"Yeah, I'm curious if it still fits." I head over to the almost empty bathroom and start undressing.

As I'm getting dressed I notice that the chest area feels tighter than I remember. I take a deep breath in and try to force the buttons through; thankfully it works and I'm ready to show Mikey.

I walk out and spin around, "So how do I look master~" Before he could even reply, a button pops off and hits Mikey dead center in the forehead. I find myself laughing as I go over to check on my boyfriend. "Pfft...Mikey I'm sorry...ha ha...are you ok?"

"Yeah, I can tell you're real worried about me..." he pouts for a moment before he finally takes in the awfully skimpy maid outfit I'm wearing. He smirks as he grabs my hips and pulls me onto his lap. "It's naughty for a maid to laugh at her master. To make up for that little..." he slaps his hand against my ass, "transgression, I order you to take a break from packing."

I wrap my arms around his neck and seductively grind my wet heat against his hardened cock, "Is there anything else the master would like?"

"Hmm yes~ I want something sweet." His eyes roam over my body.

He picks me up and carries me over to the bed and has me sitting on the edge of the bed. He spreads my legs open and places gentle teasing kisses along my thighs as he buries his head under my short frilly skirt. His hands deftly remove my black thong and throws it over his head out of sight. I moan as I feel him shove his tongue inside me. His fingers begin to poke and prod at my clit; I reach down and start tugging on his blonde locks, encouraging him to keep going. He slurps and swirls his sinful tongue around inside me as I lose myself under his spell. He flicks my clit with his index finger and then continues to massage it as his mouth makes love to my pussy. All the while I'm gasping and moaning his name softly; the cord snaps and I climax on his sweetly sinful tongue.

He laps up my juices before climbing on top of me; his dark smoldering gaze keeping me frozen in place. "Have I ever told you that you're the damn sweetest thing I have ever tasted?"

"And here I thought Dorayaki was your favorite." I reply, still in a lustful daze.

"Oh baby, they don't even compare." He says before kissing me.

His fingers lazily undos the buttons on my maid outfit as my own hands work to discard his t-shirt. We continue to unravel each other from our cloth barriers and we soon find ourselves bare to one another.

He looks at me with pure admiration and love before he says, "You're so beautiful." His fingers are gently stroking my cheek, "Even if one day I'm too far-gone I want to remember you like this."

Before I can ask what he meant by 'far-gone', he slides himself inside of me. He leans forward and muffles my moans with his mouth as he grinds his hips against mine. His lips move from mine and makes their way down to my neck; only pausing there to kiss and bite a new hickey there. He continues his trail of kisses to my breasts; where he takes one of my nipples into his mouth and swirls his tongue around the bud before lightly biting it. One of his hands roughly massages the other one.

I knot my fingers into his disheveled blonde hair as I moan his name, "Mikey...god damn Mikey."

He glances up and momentarily pulls out before squeezing my ass, "Get on your knees, I want a nice view of that sweet ass."

I turn around and get down on all fours; I cry out and moan as I feel him re-enter. His hands hold onto my hips in a vice grip as he pounds away inside of me. I have to support myself with my elbows from the sheer force of him fucking me. He slaps my ass and continues to pound away inside me. One of his hands sneak around and gives one of my breasts a good squeeze.

"Fuck...you're practically milking me Chi-chan~" he moans into my ear. A shiver of pleasure and excitement travels down my spine at the sensation of his hot breath wafting against my ear. I feel myself start to tighten around his cock. He groans, obviously feeling it himself. "Just when I thought you couldn't get any tighter. God damn."

He picks up the pace and starts slamming his cock in me with animalistic ferocity. With this drastic change in pace, I find myself nearing my climax, "Mikey...I'm close..."

"Fuck, me too!"

He continue rutting into my pussy until all at once I climax on him; in reaction to feeling me release all over his dick, he pulls out and cums on my back. I collapse on the bed and curl up next to Mikey. He lovingly combs his fingers through my hair as he silently watches me in awe.

Suddenly I remember that weird thing he said earlier. "Mikey, what did you mean by becoming 'far-gone'?"

His eyes widen, almost as though he had forgotten that he said that; he turns his gaze away from mine and says, "Chieko, one day I might get truly entrenched in the chaos and violence of Toman. One day I might do awful things...I might hurt you. I just want to remember what we were like should that day ever come to pass."

I gently touch his cheek, "I'll always love you. Even when you lose yourself, I'll love you. Maybe someday I might lose myself too on the racetracks...so how about we promise to hold onto one another and do whatever we can to pull ourselves back together. We may not always be the same but we should at least protect the core of who we are, right?"

He looks back at me with bittersweet warmth in his eyes, "Yeah, you're right."

He holds me in my nearly empty apartment as we drift away to sleep; despite his calm facade, there is a torrent lurking just underneath.