You wake, the last thing you remembered was calling for Mikey in your thoughts. You stretch, feeling yourself in a bed, you look around, squinting your eyes as the sting of the sun's rays shining through the windows burn them. Seeing a figure beside you as your eyes finally adjust to the mid-day sun.
"Mikey." you whisper to yourself.
Izana groans as he wakes, turning over to face you, "What's that?" Your heart breaks into a million little pieces realizing it's not him. "I said... good morning." lying in a soft tone, putting on a gentle smile. "Good morning." he says with a sweet smile in return, his eyes tired and puffy. You stretch and let out a sigh. Izana places a soft peck on your cheek before throwing the covers off him. He sits at the edge of the bed, washing his hands over his face, pushing back his hair as he yawns. He gets up to get ready for the day. You continue to lay in bed, trying to remember everything that happened last night but your mind is still a bit foggy. Izana returns putting on his suit, "Get ready, there's a dress hanging in the bathroom I want you to wear. We got some plans for the day." Izana smiles as he holds your chin softly, placing a sweet peck on the corner of your lips, then makes his way out of the room. You wash your hands into your hair, squeezing your forehead as you lock your fingers together, finally piecing together everything that happened last night. You must have passed out after crying your heart out. You sit up looking around, seeing no remnant of Kisaki or his blood. You smile internally knowing he was now out of the way, for good. Now, you can focus on the rest of your plan. You throw the covers off you and get ready for the day.
You admire yourself in the mirror wearing the skintight black leather dress Izana picked out and the black heels to match. You used the styling stuff Chome and Choujo got yesterday to style your hair in loose curls, mascara, and gloss to set the look. You let out a deep breath and chew on your lip as you think of where you could be going dressed up like this. Thinking about how close you are to finishing your plan and getting the hell out of this place and back to Bonten. Your mind drifting to what they're up to at this moment. You shake the thought, rolling your shoulders back, straightening your stance as you saunter out of the bathroom.
"Ah there you are. My... you look stunning." Izana says as he admires your alluring figure. You smile, giving him a little twirl. "So, where are we going?" you query. "It's a surprise." Izana smiles devilishly. He approaches you, swinging a black fur coat over your shoulders. You grab onto it, fixing it so it sits just right on your shoulders, "Thank you." you smile. Nerves start to fill you as you try to think of where you guys could be going. "Come, we got a long drive ahead of us." Izana reaches out for your hand; you take it and follow Izana.
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You can feel yourself running through a dark forest, enclosed by towering trees. The fog engulfing the dark night as you stumble to your hands and knees. You look back seeing a dark figure trailing behind, you scramble to your feet. Taking the black heels off your feet, leaving them behind as they were only slowing you down. You can feel the cold, hard ground under your feet. Dirt covering them as you run, run for your goddamn life. Your breaths taut, your lungs aching as you struggle to breath. Your heart pacing erratically as your head hitches back and forth seeing the dark figure fade the further you run. Your ankle catches a branch making you roll into a somersault. Your body splays out on the ground now as you come to a full stop, but you couldn't feel the cold hard ground anymore. Now you felt weightless, like a cloud. You open your eyes slowly, studying your surroundings. Squinting your eyes at the bright, ethereal light. Soft hues of white, pink, and gold waving like the northern lights. You sit up slowly, trying to gather your bearings. You immediately begin to cry seeing six ridiculously gorgeous men standing before you. But where was the seventh? One reaches out his hand to help you up. You take it, floating to your feet. After the tears, you smile brightly. "My loves." Their faces become clearer now, your eyes fluttering to each of their faces, "I've missed you so much." you cry, your heart aching to touch them. They all engulf you, their hands touching you, their lips caressing you. You close your eyes as you relish... relish in their sweet, sweet touch. God, they always knew how to make you feel so good. Now you could feel yourself back in their embrace, and it felt damn good. You can hear your name in the distance, someone calling out to you. You turn to see a tall, slender man with icy blond locks, "Mikey." you call out. Your body floating to him, though your face falls when you see no features on his face, "Mikey?" The voice in the distance getting louder and louder, the ethereal sky now brimming storm clouds as the darkness rolls in. Tears well in your eyes again, screaming as you reach out to the standing figure, "Don't go." you cry. The figure dissipates into the fog.
You can feel hands around you, your body begins to shake violently, "Y/N!" you hear. Your eyes jolt open, stuck in a daze as you look at Izana shaking your shoulders as he continues to call your name. "Y/N!" you finally compose yourself, feeling tears down your cheeks, Izana wipes them up softly. "Y/n, you were having a nightmare." you look around seeing you and Izana in the back seat of his blacked-out SUV. You let in a deep breath, "Shit, I'm sorry. I didn't even realize I fell asleep." you confess.
"It's okay." Izana pulls you close to him, setting you in his lap. He strokes your arm softly. You rest your head against his chest. The nightmare replying in your mind, though you cherish the part you got to see the Bonten men again. You bite your lip remembering their hands and lips all over you. You shudder, Izana's stroking finger casting goosebumps on your skin. You look up to Izana with hurt and want in your eyes, but not for him. For your men, it's selfish to use him, yeah... but you were desperate. Anything to keep you as close to them as you could. Izana looks down to you, stroking your cheek with the hand that was caressing your arm. Your eyes glistening with the hurt and want, he couldn't help but to admire your delicate features. You had him captivated.
You close your eyes, leaning up, meeting your lips with his. Your tongue fights his softly as it enters his mouth. Your sweet, warm tongue explores him. He groans as you shift, your lips still locked as you straddle his lap. Your dress suffocates your thighs as it stretches against your straddled legs. Izana's hand grips your ass between his fingers. The other reaches for a remote. A tinted divider rises from the back of adjacent seats, giving you two some privacy. You tug your dress up to your waist. Izana smirks, thinking he had you, you were his for sure now, willing yourself to him with ease. But unbeknownst to him, you were just using him. Using him to mask the pain and heartache of missing your loves. As stupid and selfish it was, you didn't care anymore.
Fuck it.
Izana slides his hand down over your covered pussy, feeling how wet you were already. He shifts in his seat, his hard cock struggling against his pants. He unbuckles and unzips himself, taking you with him as he slides his pants down just enough so he was free. You lift up sliding your panties to the side. You grip his shoulder with your free hand, slowly sliding onto him. You gasp as he fills you up, he groans as your sweet pussy swallows him whole. "Fuck." he moans. "God, where have you been all my life?" Izana rolls his eyes back in ecstasy as he rests his head on the headrest. You grind yourself harder into him, taking your other hand and resting it on his shoulder, gripping them hard as you work yourself on him. Izana sits back up, his lips finding your neck. He sucks on it leaving marks of him behind. Your eyes shut tight as you imagine yourself sitting on top of Mikey. Working yourself for him, making him feel good.
Mikey.
"Y/n, you feel so damn good. Don't stop baby." Izana moans. "Shh..." placing your finger to his lips. "Just enjoy the ride." you instruct him, not wanting his voice to ruin the fantasy. Izana grips your waist, holding on tight as he matches your rhythm. Your nails digging deeper into him. "I'm almost there." He breathes out. You furrow your brow as you shush him again. You can feel your stomach coil, feeling the heat in your cheeks as you reach your climax. You convulse, spewing yourself all over Izana's dick. He can feel the warmth of your juices on him. He grips your hips harder, thrusting his length further in you, if your breasts were not restrained in your dress, they'd be bouncing erratically with how hard he was thrusting. Not long after he releases himself in you, he nuzzles his face in your chest as he empties himself in you. Once you feel his dick stop twitching you hop off him. He fixes himself up, tucking himself back into his pants. He grabs some tissues from a nearby compartment, you reach out to grab the tissues to clean yourself, but he jerks his hand away. "Open your legs."
You pause for a moment, looking at him, frozen in place. You didn't want to be that exposed to him. It made you feel embarrassed for some reason, or maybe the guilt of taking advantage of him was beginning to eat at you. All the niceness from him was conflicting. "I said open your legs." he says in a harsher tone, you shudder as you could hear Mikey's voice laced in his words. You listen, spreading your legs, you turn your face to not look at him. God, your mind was a mess. You couldn't help but merge Izana and Mikey. The similarities were damning, and it had your mind in scrambles. You let out a soft sigh, catching Izana's attention. "What's wrong?" he asks. You look back to Izana, watching as he finishes cleaning you up. He taps your leg gently, signaling he was done cleaning you. You close your legs and pull your dress back down, smoothing out the wrinkles. "Just tired is all, your dick kind of wore me out." giving him a soft chuckle. He smiles, handing you a water bottle from the same compartment he grabbed the tissues from.
"Thanks." you murmur.
He nods, sitting back. "We're almost there. about thirty minutes until we reach our destination."
"Hmm... still not going to tell me where we're going?" trying to get any ounce of information from him. He takes out a cigarette from the carton that was set in his jacket pocket. He fishes out a lighter from his pants pocket, lighting the stick, taking a huge drag while putting his lighter away. He tilts his head back as he lets the smoke leave his lips. "Hmm... Can I trust you?" he says. You nod, "Yes." though there was a hint of deceit behind your words, but he couldn't sense them as he was clouded by your alluring presence. "We're going to meet some potential business partners," he confessed. You furrow your brow, "and you needed me to tag along?"
"Mhm, if the deal goes sideways, maybe you could help me convince them?" he asks. You're taken aback. Why you? and the fact he asked and didn't order you to, caught you way off guard. "I guess." you stammer. You sit back, taking another drink of the water. "Good."
You guys finally arrive, not even realizing it took almost seven hours to get to the destination. You stretch as you exit the car, the cold air hitting you. You shiver, looking back to grab the fur coat you left in the car. Izana exits behind you, resting the fur coat back on your shoulders. "Thank you." you smile. He nods gently, taking your hand as he guides you towards a dark building. Your eyes observe the tall skyscraper then the surrounding area, noticing it was quite deserted. The night makes it look eerie, illuminated by just a few streetlights.
Weird location for a business meeting...
You follow him, Muto, and a few unfamiliar men you haven't seen before. You guys approach a door once inside. Izana stops in his tracks turning to face you, placing his hands on your shoulders, "Stay here. I'll send Muto out to get you when I need you, Okay?" You nod, "Okay." Izana strokes your cheek softly, placing a kiss at the corner of your lips. His own little signature for you. You smile at him softly, stepping aside as he and the others walk through the doors. You watch as they enter the room, the door slowly shutting behind them. Your heart immediately drops, your lips falling as your eyes meet the side profile of a familiar figure before the door completely closes.
"Mikey?"