Chrollo+ Toji + Eren Funny Drabbles

Stop i have never cried this much while reading a fan fiction 🥲

His new wife; toji fushiguro

Genre: angst

here is the part one

update: part three

When Toji walked into his house, he was exhausted and he needed a good warm bath to loosen the tension on his muscles. The lights on the living room flickered up as he pressed on the switch but the small figure that always curled on the sofa wasn't there.

He wondered if something was going on with his wife. Lately, she had been... distant.

He wasn't expecting her to be all smiles at the crack of dawn or anything, but she just wasn't as cheerful as she used to be. He found the time he spent talking to her had shortened too.

Well, he was a man of a few words to begin with and it was her who did most of the talk - was she not feeling well?

He stepped inside his bedroom, it was dark and there was a small lump of duvet on his bed - covering the figure of his wife. He thought she had fall asleep but when he was the dim brightness, she was still using her phone.

Oh yeah, his wife loved using her phone too.

"Not asleep?"

She peaked her head out of the duvet as she sheepishly replied, "Just woke up. Have you eaten? Do you want me to reheat the food?"

"No need. I'm tired." He stripped down to his nakedness and the sound of dripping shower was all she heard before she turned on her side and slept.

Lesser and lesser, she had lose all interest in him.

If it was 2 months ago, she'd be willing to stay up all night - waiting for his return because she just missed him so much. But what was left to miss? He barely spared his time with her, let alone attempt to reconcile this marriage.

Morning came in a blink of eye, Toji scoffed at the bright ray peeping from the curtains. He looked at his phone and it was already 7.15 a.m. His wife's side on bed was cold, so he went to the kitchen.

Megumi was sitting on the sofa, as cute as ever with his school uniform and Toji ruffled his hair, earning a groan from the small child.

"Megumi, check your bag properly. Don't leave any books behind. Your teachers complained that you always forgot to bring your books."

She came out from the little boy's room, carrying a few books in her hand. The father and son looked at her with something in their mind but they didn't say anything.

Today, she tried to dress up.

They said she looked like a commoner, not an ounce of elegance in her style so she altered her preference. But she found herself becoming a hollow shell of someone who wasn't her.

Last night, she woke up to a text from her friends that they had planned out a simple reunion for ex-classmates and she was excited to see how her friends have changed. Maybe some of them have married.

"Where are you going?" Megumi was the first to ask and she didn't turn around to look at him, continued walking straight to the door and fetched her nude high heels. She signaled him to come closer, taking out the small white shoes.

Kneeling to the ground, she helped Megumi to balance himself as he placed his small hand on her shoulder. She still hadn't reply, only smiled faintly before she grabbed the keys.

Toji was waiting for an answer but judging from her silence, he knew she was keeping something to herself. His temple throbbed a little.

"Answer that child."

She was busy sorting out her bag, rummaged through her stuff and replied,

"I'm meeting up with my friends."

"While dressing up like that?"

She looked into his eyes and saw the ridicule in his tone. Disappointment and embarrassment, she knew she looked ugly but hearing it from him first hand, she could only swallow her tears and smiled weakly.

"Dad, I'm sick of the canteen food. I already know how to use money and pay for my foods, so can you please tell her to make my lunch box again?"

Toji was driving his way to his home after picking up his son from the school. When he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but ask,

"What are you talking about? You can tell her by yourself. Why are you asking me that?"

"But you said you were trying to teach me how to use money!"

"Since when-" Toji paused. So she hadn't cook for his son and used his name as an excuse. If she was working too, he didn't mind it and would gladly take a nanny to take care of it but she was so eager to play her 'motherly' role. That was why he didn't say a thing.

So she had been living off his money without doing a thing for his family?

He already knew that marrying a new wife would be a problem. Originally, he thought she'd make a good mother but she was too conceited.

She always feel like she deserved some sort of place in his house when he fed her luxury and wealth. He didn't plan to build a family with her; he was satisfied if she continued being filial.

While he was in his own thoughts, his phone screen lighted up - an unfamiliar contact was displayed as an incoming call. He swiped right,

"Toji Fushiguro here. Who's on the phone?"

It was silence before he heard the man muttered his name. Oh, it was his father-in-law.

The call was short but the old man sounded desperate as he hinted that he needed legal advices on the current case his company had fallen to. Toji was already annoyed at his daughter so his answers were curt and uninterested.

The old man on the other hand, stared at his cheap phone as his son-in-law hang up on him. He said that he was driving and he'd contact him sooner. But this old man smiled weakly. He wasn't conceived by the white lies. That handsome man didn't even save his number.

Just when the clock ticked to 8 p.m, the main door was pushed open and she immediately arranged her heels on the rack. It was quiet. Maybe Megumi was doing his homeworks and Toji was probably out again.

But as she went to the bedroom, her husband was already waiting with his defeating silence. She felt scared and waited for his remarks.

"Don't use my name as an excuse if you want to be lazy. Start packing his lunchbox again. That's the least you could do as his mother."

Ah, so it's about this.

She nodded, her body felt sluggish and all the excitement, happiness she enjoyed from the small reunion vanished completely. She was tired of this.

The texts she received from her father made it hard for her to continue sharing the same bed with her husband. Her father was kind as ever, replying to her that he didn't want to bother Toji with such a small case like his.

He said that he would seek another lawyer for a legal advice and took the right actions, his son-in-law had many important things to deal with it. But her eyes couldn't stop tearing up, so my father isn't among the many important things?

She laid down in the huge bed, facing to the other side with her back to Toji. What was she even thinking when she thought this prestigious Zenin family would take her in? A Cinderella fairytale?

His new wife had became more of a stranger after that night. He wanted to brush it off, because who knows that maybe she was acting this way to grab his attention?

He left it be for a week, expecting her to return to her original self after he gave her a few space but what came in return was a short text in his phone, telling him that she wouldn't be at home for a while because his father-in-law's health had been declining.

The stress and anxiety regarding the legal case caused her father to fell from his great health. She knew that she had to ask for help from her husband but the more she remembered how she was treated in that house, all that left was a bitter taste in her mouth.

"What's wrong, honey?" Her mother touched her face with so much love and concerned. She pitied how her parents wanted her to grow a family yet what came to her was a role of a dead ex-wife.

She had enough.

From 4 months, became 4 years.

From a new wife, became a wife.

From a hopeful figure, became a hollow shell.

Megumi watched his step-mother packed his lunchbox, adding the fruit juice he liked before he pushed a sticker note to her way. Her solemn eyes stared to the bright note with nothing before he said,

"You used to write me little notes. Do it again. I like it."

She wanted to laugh. Laugh at how innocent his request was and how much she hated it. So she grabbed the black pen, and wrote a simple;

"Eat well. - *insert name"

Megumi smiled and took a look but his smile vanished bit by bit after he read it. The lengthy wish he expected was only two words. And to make it worst, it didn't end like how she used to write.

It ended with her name, instead of 'mom'.

That was the first time he felt like a huge slap to his face. Because he used to put up a fight that she wasn't his mother and always cursed her for stealing his mother's place.

So after years of harsh words, she learned to accept her position. She wasn't his mother and she didn't intend to become one either.

She had learned to accept that she wasn't needed and she was okay with that.

"Hurry. He is waiting outside." She turned her back to Megumi, walking to the sofa before she laid down and began to switch the TV channels. Her eyes stared at the bright colors from the screen,

Megumi clutched his lunchbox and he remembered how she used to hold his hand, guided him to the gate and even planted a small kiss on his cheek which he always refused.

Maybe he was being over sensitive, but he couldn't help but cried a little when he couldn't recall how her perfume smelled because it had been so long since she last hugged him.

This was the redemption he had to pay. This would be the second time he was left behind by his mother; one left him for the grave, and the other one left him for her own good.

Taglist: @ultra-heyitsme @mangomo @azei

Day 27: Toji + anal

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Warnings: anal, painal to some extent, daddy kink, pet names (babygirl), some degradation, kissing, biting, clothes ripping, female reader, manhandling

Summary: Toji disciplines his bratty, naughty babygirl...

"Get on the bed."

"No."

"On the bed, babygirl. Don't make me ask again."

"No. I don't-"

A yelp as his shoulder met your stomach, the world turning upside down as he lifted you up and landed a harsh slap on your ass. Big hands meeting your upturned ass making you bang your fists against the large expanse of his back, an amused chuckle as he dropped you on the bed. The chuckles turning into a growl when you kicked your legs out at him and tried to crawl away towards the other side. Another yelp leaving your mouth as his palm met your upturned ass again, the other cheek this time, making you turn back to glare at him.

Except, he wasn't smiling.

Toji stood, one hand wrapped around your ankle as the other held his weight on the mattress. Eyebrow raised as he stared down at you, dark hair flopping over his face making him seem even more annoyed at you, the anger you felt slowly seeping from your body and making you pout a little in apology.

"Toji, I-"

"No."

"Daddy, I-"

"Nice try, babygirl. Still no."

Full blown pout now, lower lip jutted out as he tugged you down the bed and bent you over the side of it. Warm chest to your back as he rolled your skirt up and exposed your legs and underwear, the latter ripped off you as he fell to tatters on the floor. You felt his hand cup your breasts before the neckline was tugged down, nipples tugged and massaged until you were keening and panting. The click of the cap as he held your shoulder and squirted some on your ass, the cold gel making you hiss as you reached back for him, only to have your ass spanked again.

"You know I gotta punish you, don't you?" A sad nod as you looked back at him, lip still jutted out hoping to gain a little sympathy from him. "Don't pull that face. You know too well what happens when you misbehave."

The rustle of his clothes behind you, seeing his top hit the bed in front of you before he tugged you back towards him again. Warm skin, large hands stroking your clit as his other hand lubed himself up and pressed into your hole. A gasp as you tried to move away, hearing the tut behind you before his large, beefy arm came around your hips and held you in place. The fingers between your legs now eased by your own wetness, Toji's thick cock splitting you open as he pushed oast the first ring of muscle. Your head dropping low as you kept yourself from clenching down, your fingers meeting his are you rubbed the dull ache away.

"You know I hate doing this, babygirl. Daddy would much rather stretch you open before he fucks your little ass, but you were naughty. You get that right?"

A nod, small tears in your eyes as you felt him pull out and push back in again further this time. His hand leaving your clit to hold your ass open and stretch you wide, pushing his thick girth into you again, without warning or preamble, until his balls rested on your pussy. The breath punched from your lungs, hands grabbing the blanket for purchase as you sobbed openly now. Small gasps and cries, Toji's harsh breathing and the slippery sounds of your fingers moving on your sensitive clit as he fucked your ass. The stretch so much more than usual without the normal prep, he felt so big inside you. Thumbs holding your hole stretched around him, palms gripping your ass as his hips pistoned in and out in a steady pace, no chance for reprieve as he simply took.

"Daddy, I'm sorry."

"I know, baby. I know."

"It's too big, daddy I can't."

The last word a sob, hand reaching back to hold his hips and stop him moving, the action ignored when he simply took your hands and pinned them in the small of your back. The movement giving him extra momentum to spear your ass open, harsh grunts as he pushed in and held himself there until you tried to move away again, wrists held tight as he arched your back and whispered in your ear.

"Naughty little sluts gets their asses fucked like this, don't they? Hmm? Daddy would much rather you enjoy this, but you were so naughty today I had no choice."

*runs in*

colllege athlete!au where jjk men see you in their varsity jacket and just goes batshit crazy. They defo win the game afterwards and fuck you in it, best orgasm of your life.

*runs out*

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a/n: MY LORD .......................... YOU JUST UNLOCKED SUM IN ME ICY !!!!! discussions of p -> v sex, unprotected sex, breeding, oral f! receiving, name calling, semi-public sex, long LONG post

gojo would def be the one to suggest it at first. hes even offering to buy two jackets just for you but then youre like “but i dont want you to waste money satoru... plus i want it to smell like you..!” omg that makes gojo cum on the spot lmfao. but is mostly caught off guard when you first wear it - it happens when its the half time of the game and his team is not doing particularly well bc he made u a little upset the night before and he felt bad :( youve been on his mind for the whole game and hes so distracted poor boy. but u also think you were being a little childish in how you reacted, so youre stealing his varsity jacket way earlier than he leaves and hes so confused when that morning he cant find it. shows up to the game in another jacket and got an earful from his coach that no one really likes, and bc theyre doing so badly, at half time the coach didnt want to meet with them for pep talk either. boo fuck the coach but anyway, youre rushing down to the lockets and whatnot in his jacket. feels like straight out of a movie dude omg. that troy and gabriella shit bc gojo is dragged outside and is hugging you close and muttering apologies into your neck, kissing u all over sigh. its gotten him a big boost of adrenaline tho! and as the star player of his team a lot of his teammates feed off of his energy. gojo is the last to leave the locker room, wanting to have a little more time with you. he twirls you around and admires you in his large jacket and makes out with you until he hears the buzzer from outside LOL. gives u a deep kiss, “ill win and fuck you good later, alright princess?” “go get ’em, satoru. i’ll be here always.”

yeah he def fucked you good later on, making you strip out of everything but his jacket and pounded u nice and good in the locker room long after everyone left. made you ride him on the benches, ate you out as you sat on the benches and kept thanking u for being his lucky charm thru all his matches. the grip on your hips were so heavy they were pprobably bruised, and the clanking of the lockers were so noisy it was a wonder you two werent caught. “that’s right, baby— taking my cock like the good girl you are,” you’re pushed up against the university lockers and railed into from brhind, sticking his fingers into your mouth as he made u arch your back in that varsity jacket of his. ooh lord. brought you out on a winning date and fucked u in his car, fucked you back at his home all the while wearing his jacket !!!!!!!

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geto has never thought of it personally, but he wonders about it one day, thinking bout you in it without anything and he gets hard as heeellllll. has been wantin to put you in it for the longest time but just didnt have the opportunity to - youre always prepared with a cardigan or jacket of your own or you simply just dont get cold much to suguru’s dismay. so when you’re shivering one day before a game (sometimes they would watch the match before to get a sense of the two teams, and also bc you wanted to travel light handed for the date geto was going to bring you to after), geto’s so so quick to offer up his varsity jacket before you can think of any counter to it. but what you dont tell him is that youve been “avoiding” in a way, just bc you know if u get access to his jacket he will never. get. it. back. you have a knack for stealing his clothes bc geto smells good good and youre addicted to his scent. but either way youre trying not to gasp at the largeness of the jacket ... 🙏 same girl. you’re slipping one arm and then the other, wrapped in the safeness of geto’s jacket and hes trying so hard to show u that he isnt shivering LMFOAOAAOAO thank god the match was ending already and his team was up next. gojo only nods towards you later in the locker room as you stay thru their coach’s talk, smiling sickly bc he just knew what his best friend was going to do afterwards.

soon enough he can hear the cheers of the spectators flood his ears but hes only focused on you running up to him from the bleachers and hugs you close in his sweaty body (which u protest against and laugh about), but hes whispering “you dont mind though, right baby?” yeah you DEF dont mind it when he pulls you into the janitor’s closet and his body is grinding against yours. “was so hard playing through the game, yknow how difficult that is?” you reply back with i cant imagine with a giggle and let him do whatever he wants to you: hes so impatient he cant pull his game pants down all the way and the same goes for you. both your bottoms are stuck atound your thighs, and youre trying to stay quiet in that squeezy closet. it’s hard. youre so wet you dont exactly need foreplay, just maybe some brief fingering which has you whining into his neck and he slips in after. fucks you until the pails and cleaning supplies are falling to the floor and youre hoping to take off the varsity jacket but he refrains you from it, loving the way ur white shirt is turning wet from all your sweat. it’s sloppy, disgusting, juices spurting everywhere and youre so tight from your pressed-together thighs. i guess he has no choice but to put you in a mating press too and he goes so deeeep in that position you moan out loud. “yeah— made to take my cock like a slut, ain’t ya? only natural when you’re lookin’ so good in my jacket.” getos gross and u love it.

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nanami fits better as an alumni whos come back for a friendly current students vs alumni match. hes entering the gym with haibara and his two annoying seniors gojo and geto and while they talk a lot of crap theyre great players. nanami comes up to greet you since youre still their manager and hes one year above you. dating across years is a little difficult esp with how nanami was in his last year of uni, and now that hes looking for work while u finish your last year .... it’s hectic thats for sure, but u guys make it work perfectly fine bc nanami prioritises you a lot!! but late youve been busy with midterms and him with settling in with his new job that he almost forgot about today’s match. is met with nostalgia the first time he steps intothe gym again but he never expected you to wear the varsity jacket that’s stuffed deep into your closet. frankly it doesnt fit him at all any mroe but you thought it to be fitting to wear it in this once in a lifetime match (bc hes just so busy!!!! to book a date w/ nanami is like going to the army dawg). nanami’s jaw drops when u first step foot into the gym and oh my god youre going to be the umpire too? he is going to become too distracted, instantly taken back to the many many times hes gotten you trapped in the gym bathroom with his cock in your mouth, or the time you ride him in the empty gym in the corner (it was late at night!!!!), or also the time right after his loss where he took all his anger and frustration out on you, jersey between his teeth as he uses you. something switched in nanami that day when u expressed how much u liked the roughness tee hee. surprisingly hes even more focused, in a way of proving something to himself bc he can probably count on everyone’s hands the number of times hes missed a cue from a teammate before when he was still in school just cause u were wearing his jacket 😭😭😭 man you dont even need to be in the jacket! thats how obsessed he is with u!!!

shoots you a small smile after each point and is trying to hard not to run to you to get a good job kiss. also finds the fact that youre judging appropriately and not showing biasness just cause nanami’s on one team really really hot! the way you call the shots, give the accurate penalties and that booming voice of yours echoing thru out the gym ..... youre so good at being umpire that even the juniors cant deny they lost fair and square and not just cause youre nanami’s girl. altho bc you two are so good at hiding they dont rlly suspect anything until hes kissing you - something that even he isnt that comfy with but he just needed to show off !!!!! that isnt the case when later he has you back in the gym, reminiscent of that one time!!! but nanami found it so hot, hes backing you back up into the quiet gym, illuminated by the moonlight. its way late after dinner and the uni students have gone back to their dorm already while the alumni has departed for their homes and its just you. thank god the gym is also located in a place that is a little secluded and disconnected from the campus so it isnt long before youre both making out against the walls of the gym, moans and sounds echoing in the large hall. “just like old times?” “yeah. except ill be taking my time with you” yeah, u take ur time indeed: the gargling of your mouth and groans of nanami is so disgustingly filthy, slobbering all over his dick and he also eats you out on the floor. when he stretches u out with his fingers you can hear yourself bc youre so wet that you drip to the floor. but none of u give a shit when you settle atop nanami and start riding him needily, bouncing and moaning out his name. the way the sounds of your slapping skin makes it way back to is gross!!!! but so hot!!!! its so lewd !!! you get tired soon enough and nanami thrusts up into you with whispers of ur name in the gym. u do that hot thing where you pull up your shirt and pull down ur bra so your tits r spilling out .... OOOOOOHH it gets nanami cumming instantly, esp with the large frame of the varsity jacket on you that he cums more than usual <3333

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toji, rather than a player, is a coach for the team. youre the manager whos helping with all the admin stuff and waterbottles/towels and with moral in the team - kind of like kiyoko and yachi in hq, but when u show up always no one knows whose varsity jacket youre wearing. they all speculate between themselves and have their thoughts but the team members never suspect that it’s their own coaches one. it looks too similar to the team’s with no name on the back, the sewing is exactly the same and the small logo of their team takes its place on the left breast as usual. but they never bother to check the inside where toji has made a large blotched ‘T’ on the label and your name squeezed in on the underside. toji loves to see it on you, esp in games and while hed love to see it on you outside of it he cant run the risk that he’s dating the manager. but he also especially loves it when you surprise him at home: wearing his jacket with nothing but your panties, prancing around and doing chores as he comes back from another gruelling match. ohhhh the things he’d do to you... but the best is when you do it in public. that changes the whole game

you’re helping with practice here and there, picking up the stray shuttlecocks/volleyballs/whatever sport around the gym as they practice their drills, but toji realises you dont reach over and bend like you usually do - normally youd do it when you know toji’s the only one to be standing behind you so he can see your panties under the short skirt but you dont do ANYTHING so he wonders if he did smtg wrong. but also you’re squatting down to pick up things? it’s only later when you saunter up to him as his team is distracted and you unzip the jacket just a little and he gets the glimpse of the lingerie set he bought you and very very riskily bringing his hand down to your centre where you’re bare. toji groans to himself when he feels that youre already so wet, playing with your folds just barely until his student calls out to him and youre both shocked out of your daze. “you’re in for it, doll.” takes u to the equipment room, and fucks right after dismissing the team. “doing this typa shit in front of the boys? dirty girl.” youre holding onto the shelves of the equipment and it’s rattling so much that things are tethering so close to the edge, it’s insanity. the sight of his cock disappearing into you while you wear that short skirt is just pure serotonin for him, plus your moans echo a lot throughout the room along with the slapping of ur skin. stuffs the collar of the varsity jacket into your mouth to keep you quiet as he cums in you <3333 “look at that...” sighs when he removes his cock from you and cum drips to the floor, “my pretty manager.”

OKAY BYE . I NEED TO BE SPAYED.

me in chem class

not a damn thing going on up there

hcs of drunk toji??

omg i haven’t done a hc in sooo long.

but drunk toji would be a FORCE.

for one, he’s always down to fuck you

usually toji’s rough during sex but for some reason when he’s drunk he’s more…sensual ??

you’d swear he’d taken one of those ecstasy pills from the gas station with the way he’d come back home ready to break your back in

toji could usually be between your legs for hours on end, but being drunk literally keeps him from getting lock jaw ?? he built weird idk

but expect to cum at least six times in a night if toji’s ever home drunk

if you guys are out, he’s quick to get staticky

like that man is ready to rumble ! especially bout you okayyy

you’d excuse yourself from the table to grab him a water from the bar only to come back to see your mutual friends holding toji back

“the fuck is going on?!”

“some dick was making jabbs at you when you walked away. said some nasty shit and now i wanna knock his fucking teeth in.”

you’d sigh and grab your man’s hand because you could already feel the bouncers coming over and adding onto the problem

but truth be told you only left for their safety, not toji’s. cuz that nigga will take on three bouncers (and win??) if need be

soooo much more affectionate when he’s drunk

like it’s so weird because you’re usually used to nonchalant & stoic toji (he clearly cares for u but shows it in small gestures like fixing ur car or hugging you tight at night) so his newfound affection was different

drunk toji could not stop touching you

you’d be in the kitchen preparing water and tylenol to give him and he’d be 2 seconds behind you with his hand slipping into your slut shorts (as he’d call them bc ur asscheeks hung out out them—he loved them tho)

before you did let him touch you though, you’d force him to eat two slices of bread in hopes of ‘soaking up the alcohol’ as you’d call it (it really works, idc)

toji would sit there and pout like a six year old in timeout as he’d slowly eat the fresh bread as you stared at him with crossed arms.

when you finally let him touch you, the man knows how to finger you, okay !!

like toji doesn’t even think about his own self pleasure when he’s drunk. he usually never does even sober but when he’d drunk, the only thing on his mind is eating phat ma till you’re crying over him

like his finger rotation movement so far deep in your cunt is absolutely UNMATCHED

if toji didn’t pay attention to your body and its reactions during sex when he was sober, he watched you like a MAGNIFYING GLASS when he fingered/fucked you

he loves watching your fucked out expressions

if drunk toji isn’t being sexual, he’s a lot more talkative if not both

he’d force you to cuddle with him even if its just on the couch and would mutter sweet nothings in your ear late at night

“‘m gonna take such care of you when we get married. more than i do now.”

“you’re so good to me. what i do to deserve you, mama.”

“gonna give you my babies soon. bet you’d like that.”

you’d look down to give into his promises, only to smile when you’d find him fast asleep on your chest.

i see toji as more of a guy that likes to build random shit for y/n ..like he built reader her own personalized vanity

Omg yes anon totally, I feel like his love language is personal gifts, like he can be good at emotional support and is but he excels in gift giving.

One day you'd come home from work and you'd see this extravagant and way too detailed wooden desk vanity sitting in the middle of the hallway. Its a peach pink adjorned with baby blues and pastel greens and purple petaled painted flowers that are engraved into the white wood. There's a warm brown that mixes with the pink to create and pretty sunset hue that kisses the heart shaped mirror beautifully. You recognize your jasmine vine from your garden had been curled over the princess curved top, small lily flowers tucked into small pots decorating the sides and flat desk. Your makeups been organized about the desk, brushes and palletes stacked along a messy road of perfume, setting, and hair spray bottles. You don't notice Toji standing behind you in the mirror, running your finger gently over the intricate details engraved into the pink and white wood. "Ya like it?" He asks gruffly, hands stuffed into his pockets as he slouches against the arm rest of the couch. Whipping your head around you run into his arms, pressing a kiss to his scarred lips. "Oh yes, Toj," you gasp again, "It's so gorgeous!" Running back over to explore the detailed piece. "Knew you'd like it." He smiles to himself. You didn't shut up about that damn vanity and insisted on showing it to everyone who came over to your house for the following two weeks.

toji kisses your neck first, during backshots. you can feel his heavy breathing and growls, he always gets so drunk with the image of you on all fours, ass cheeks wide spread so he can see his thick dick going in and out of your cunt. he loves to see all of you. but he’s so mean to you!! knowing that your back is sensitive, he gives you so much kisses and caresses there:( loves it when you shake and whimper because of it.

i love it sm when his hair grows out like this omg 😋

aleksa: confounding on political ideology and it's relation to the video in queston

alex: not fuckin listening

the squeezing is INSANE