Tokyo Revengers X Oc

Aftermath

Akane's POV

I woke up groaning, feeling the dull ache in every muscle, especially between my legs and my body felt sore. 

"Hm... Ugh!" Turning my head to the right, I saw Mikey fast asleep, his face relaxed and peaceful. My heart skipped a beat as the memories rushed back to me.

'Oh yeah... we did it yesterday...'

I stared at him for a moment, deadpanning and couldn't help but reached out and tugged at his cheeks.

'How dare you sleep in after wrecking me like that.'

"Hmmm, let me sleep more," he whined as he tried to pull away from my grasp, still half asleep.

I chuckled softly, releasing his cheeks and slipping out of bed. My lower half was swollen, and I winced with every step toward the bathroom. 

Glancing back at Mikey, I couldn't help but cover him up with the blanket, watching him bury his face in the pillow like a child.

In the bathroom, I stared at my reflection, brushing my teeth. '

I look like the walking dead,' I thought, noting the disheveled hair, tired eyes, and the slight flush on my cheeks that hadn't disappeared since last night.

I brushed my teeth and winced as I moved to clean myself. 

'Ah, this pain... why didn't anyone tell me it'd hurt this much after sex?'

 I took a long, hot bath, letting the water soothe my sore muscles. It was a small relief, but the tenderness between my legs remained, making me bite my lip as I tried to clean up properly.

After drying off and getting dressed, I returned to the bedroom. Mikey was still sprawled out on the bed, looking as content as ever.

"Mikey, wake up," I called softly, walking over to him. He groaned, eyes barely opening as he turned over to face me. 

His hair was a mess, sticking out in every direction, and he looked adorably cranky. "What do you want?" he mumbled, his voice thick with sleep.

"Take a bath," I said, leaning over to ruffle his hair. "Let's have breakfast."

Mikey scrunched his nose and muttered, "Do you have dorayaki?"

I couldn't help but scowl. "No, why?"

He turned away, burying his face in the pillow again. "I'm not eating breakfast if there's no dorayaki,", pouting like a kid who didn't get his way.

"You're impossible." I ran my fingers through his messy hair, feeling the soft strands between my fingers. "I'll get you dorayaki by the time you take a bath, okay?"

Mikey groaned but gave a small nod, his eyes still closed.

"I'll be back in 10," I said, standing up to leave. But before I could take another step, I felt his hand wrap around my wrist, firm enough to stop me.

"What's wrong?" I asked, turning back to look at him. His eyes were still closed, but he tugged me closer, pulling me down onto the bed as he sits up

"Where's my morning kiss?" Mikey asked, his tone playful yet expectant. 

"What the--!" My cheeks flushed instantly, and I instinctively tried to move away, but before I could even stand, he pulled me right onto his lap. 

"You--" I gasped as I felt the unmistakable hardness pressing against me.

"Umm... Mikey, I'm already sore..." I said nervously, hoping he wasn't about to take things further. My body still ached from the night before, and I wasn't sure I could handle another round.