This wasn't supposed to be a smut chapter but shit happens I guess.
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Micah's pov
I woke up earlier than I normally would, it still being dark outside and the clock reading four in the morning.
Titus was asleep, his head on my chest, arm wrapped around me and snoring slightly as I looked through my phone, my free hand rubbing his scalp gently. There was a soft knock on the door before it opened slightly, Pops poking his head in and talking quietly.
"Hey, I have to go to work early and Dad has to take Kai to her early appointment. It's her last one. Will you take Niko to school?" He glanced to Titus before looking back to me.
"Yeah, sure. You leaving now?" I yawned and he shrugged.
"In a few minutes. Aiko is gonna be over later, so don't hurt him." He pointed an accusing finger at me and I pursed my lips.
"Mentally or physically?" I smirked and he sighed, rubbing his eyes.
"Refrain from both, please." Pops looked at me again and I chuckled, nodding.
"Okay, okay, I will. Now go before you're late." I shoed him away and he shut my door behind him quietly.
Titus shifted and I waited for him to settle before moving my hand to his back, rubbing it gently. He grumbled and looked up at me tiredly.
"What time is it?" He blinked as he looked at the clock before looking back to me.
"Four in the morning. Why are you up, baby?" I brought my hand up to rub at the back of his neck and he closed his eyes with a soft smile.
"You laughed or something I guess. I dunno." Titus shrugged and nodded.
"Yeah, Pops told me not to hurt Aiko later. And I've gotta take Niko to school in a few hours." I let my hand wander down his back and play with the hem of his shirt as I spoke.
"We still have a few hours?" He sat up further on his elbows and tilted his head slightly.
"What are you implying, Titus?" I felt a smirk creep onto my face and he scooted forwards, inches from my face.
"That we have a few hours to ourselves." He put one leg on either side of me to straddle my hips. My hands went to his own hips and my fingers gently dug into soft skin.
"Hmm. I do wanna try something." Titus seemed to perk up at that and I patted his thigh so he'd get off so I could move.
"Really? What?" He swung his leg off of me and I stood, moving towards the closet.
"Lay down." I opened the closet and grabbed a backpack (the backpack specifically), turning to see Titus already on his back and his hands resting behind his head.
"Tell me what it is!" He wiggled excitedly and I shushed him before sitting at the end of the bed near his feet with the backpack.
"You'll see." I smirked evilly and he stared at me as I unzipped the bag.
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"You know, normally, when you say you wanna try something, it's fun. Not fuckin' torturous." He looked at me from the passenger seat of the car, a pout evident on his face.
"You didn't say no though. In fact, I believe you said 'yes please'. Am I right?" I could tell he had been wanting to complain since before we dropped Niko off, his face scrunching every time I'd turn the knob on the remote in my pocket just slightly.
"Yes, I did, but in the car!? With your little sister!?" He crossed his arms and glared at me as I smiled, shrugging.
"She didn't know, so what's the harm? Besides, you were good and kept quiet." I rested my hand on his thigh as we stopped at a red light and he inhaled sharply.
"Hands on your side, Mister. I'm mad at you." He swatted my hand away and looked out the window. He wasn't actually mad. If he didn't want it in while we were in the car, he would've said so before we left.
"Okay." I nodded and stuck my hand in my pocket without him noticing, sighing before turning the knob halfway. I heard Titus gasp sharply at the vibrations of the plug before he gripped the armrest with a muffled moan.
"God, you are so evil!" He threw his head back with a grunt and I laughed, keeping my eyes on the road but watching him from the corner of my eye as he panted and squirmed, rubbing his thighs together.
"Maybe." I turned onto our street and he covered his mouth as he moaned, his legs starting to shake so I knew he was close. I reached into my pocket and turned the knob completely off.
"No! Dammit, Micah!" He sounded frustrated and damn near close to tears as we pulled into the driveway, my car being the only one there.
"Bedroom. Now." I opened my door and Titus did the same, stumbling at first as he stood on shaky legs. Eventually he found his balance and quickly walked to the door, swinging it open and not bothering to shut it behind him.
Slowly, I made my way inside, stopping by the kitchen to grab two water bottles and listened as my door opened and shut. Leaning against the counter I pulled out the little remote, knowing we were alone, and turning it up a little over a quarter of the way.
Sticking it back in my pocket, I slowly made my way upstairs, opening the door and shutting it behind me, leaning against it calmly as I watched my fiance. He had his face buried in a pillow, moaning and writhing as he gripped the pillow tightly in his hands.
I watched for a minute, waiting for the telltale shaking of his legs, then the fingers tightening around the pillow. Give it a few seconds, and...off. This time, I did hear a sob followed by a muffled 'you son of a bitch!'
Titus lifted the pillow off of his face and threw it across the room at me. "God dammit!" I dodged the pillow and picked it up, carefully making my way to the bed as he fell back and groaned in frustration. "You find this funny, don't you?" He panted.
"I find this fucking hilarious." I chuckled and he scoffed, rolling his teary eyes.
"You fucking sadist." He laid still for a moment before lifting his shirt off his head and beginning to tug his pants down. I helped him and he laid back, legs spread invitingly.
"Maybe. But you love it, Baby." I smirked and he bit his lip.
"Just let me cum already!" He huffed in annoyance and I tapped him knee gently.
"What's the magic word?" He whined at that and tossed his arm over his eyes.
"Please! Please just let me cum!" He begged and writhed on the bed once again.
"I dunno...you have been yelling at me quite a lot today. I don't know that you deserve to." I smiled devilishly as he kept his eyes covered, but shook his head 'no'.
"Please, please, please! Please let me I-" I cut him off with his own choked gasp as I turned the knob all the way up instantly. He let out a cry and moved to grab at me. I gave him my hand to hold and he squeezed it tightly before pulling me and opening his arms.
I leaned down and kissed at his jaw as his arms wrapped tightly around my neck, hands flattening at the back of my head. I made my way up to his ear and nibbled at it before whispering, "cum, Baby." And he did, ropes of cum spilling onto his stomach as he let out a whimpering moan. I was going to let it keep going, teasing him more, when he suddenly cried out.
"F-freeze!" I quickly snatched the remote up at our safe word and switched it all the way off, leaning away to give him space.
"Hey, you okay?" I rubbed his leg gently and he swallowed thickly.
"T-too much." He shook his head and I nodded, holding a comforting hand on his thigh.
"Okay. What do you need Baby? I'm right here." My voice was soft and I waited for a response patiently as he thought.
"Out. Please." He shifted and I nodded before gently pulling the plug out, feeling him flinch slightly as I did so. Setting it to the side, I helped him sit up and pulled him into an embrace, rubbing his sweaty back.
"Want a bath, Love?" I whispered it gently, and he nodded, allowing me to grab him a clean pair of pajamas and lead him to the bathroom. I ran the bath, poured in some bubble bath, and sat him down in the hot, bubbly water before kissing his cheek.
"I love you, Micah." He mumbled with a soft smile. I smiled back, brushing his hair from his eyes.
"I love You too. I'm gonna go clean up and I'll be right in to join you, okay?" I kissed his forehead and he nodded with a quiet 'okay' before leaning his head back against the wall, eyes closing as I left the bathroom.
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