Plz, Toji Is So Soft With Y/n Whenever She’s In Pain Or Uncomfortable 🥺 How Does He Take Care Of

i would literally let him do anything t-

toji luvs to slap your pussy till you make a mess f’him <3 he’s so mean abt it too ⭐️ won’ give you anything until you cum for him that way ! you want his cock ? s’too bad ! calls you his dumb pretty baby, drags a finger between your folds before slamming his hand down against your drooling pussy . . . it hurts so good <3 “toji ! feels like i need t’pee !” and he’ll slap your pussy even harder, “give it t’me princess” until youre squirting and make a mess on his lap ! he’d coo at you, giving you whiplash by placing kisses onto your puffy pussy. “messy girl . . .”

Stop im going to cry 😭😭

bloody water pours between my thighs

Character: toji fushiguro | toji zenin

Authors Note: Alright! heres the second part to Toji x pregnant Reader fanfic! I’m currently working on similar piece after this which will be hopefully be posted by next week, I hope you all enjoy! <3

Warnings: graphic depictions of childbirth, cussing, crying, pregnancy, pet names

Synopsis:

“Mnnhhmmm Toji” you cried, whining as you felt the pressure in your belly increase. Suddenly you panicked, the feeling was so immense you nearly collapsed; grasping for Toji as your breath caught in your throat. “Toji, T-Toji, Toji.” 

He caught your arm, holding it up to maneuver you so you could see his face. “I’m right here, whatta need, kid?” He stroked the skin of your wrist, moving his hand from your back to rest on your wet cheek. 

It wasn’t that Toji was necessarily afraid of being a father - more so, he feared whether or not you’d survive this. Losing you terrified Toji. 

Your body knew what was happening before your mind fully registered that you were going into labor.

The first time it happened you were cleaning dishes; your stomach cramped unexpectedly as you scrubbed the baby blue sponge over the porcelain of the plate. 

You placed your hand on the corner of the sink to steady yourself, hissing as you brought a hand to grip the underside of your swollen middle. 

Toji was in the living room sharpening his sword, the Shink! of the blade helping to take your mind off the pain momentarily.

 The pain subsided, disappearing as soon as it had arrived. You simply shrugged and continued cleaning. 

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The second time it happened you were sat in Toji’s lap, his hands running over the plumpness of your ass - which had grown due to the pregnancy. Calloused hands squeezed appreciatively at the roundness of it. His mouth pressed to yours in a sweet kiss, contradicting the aggressive pulls and squeezes of his hands.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous.” Toji said, smiling through the kiss. “Givin’ me a lil brat to run around” he placed a hand on your belly, caressing the skin as he moved the hem of your shirt up and over your skin.

You moaned at his praise, holding a hand to his cheek, you moved your head back down to catch him in another kiss. 

Toji pulled away to crane his neck downward, slowly running the rough pads of his thumbs over your tummy; he traced the stretch marks that had painted themselves across your soft skin. 

Blushing, you went to pull his hand away making him swat your palm before you could interrupt his fascination with your body. 

“Stop it.” He muttered and leaned down to kiss the roundness of your belly, continuing down in a line of pecks, “So fuckin’ good for me.” He praised once more, moving his head up to catch your gaze. 

You shook your head, giggling softly and went to reply when a cramp tightened your belly making you gasp and screw your eyes shut. 

“Woah,” Toji rubbed your belly slightly, “Hey, you good, kid?” his worried expression deepened when you shook your head and tried curling in on yourself in an attempt to ease the tightening of your swollen middle. 

Toji watched you shiver and put two in two together, “Shh.” Toji comforted as you took deep breaths, rubbing your back.

When the pain finally released you took a deep inhale and looked at him sheepishly, almost afraid to make eye contact with the bigger man, in fear of being scolded for not telling him you were going into labor. 

“Was that a contraction?” Toji deadpanned. 

Looking everywhere but his eyes, you rubbed the back of your neck, chuckling nervously. ”N-no, I think it was just a kick.” hiding labor from Toji was pointless in the end, the baby was coming either way, but you were terrified - hoping that if Toji wasn’t aware it was happening that the reality of you having to give birth wasn’t one you’d have to experience. 

Toji still gave u a bored look, “Oh yeah, cause kicks make you look like you’re about to shit out a baby.” 

You blushed at his choice of words and looked down to his hands that were cupping the underside of your middle. 

“Okay…” you shifted a tad, bringing another fit of pain along with your movements you gasped and reached out, placing your hand on Toji’s shoulder and gritting your teeth. “Yeah it’s a contraction - oh” you tried laughing through your teeth - being cut off by the searing pain ripping itself throughout your abdomen.  

Toji sat silently, rubbing his hands over the taut skin of your stomach, pressing in random places hoping to relieve the pressure. 

“Are you doing okay?” he asked once you let out a shaky breath, signaling the contraction had passed. You nodded and he smiled warmly,.

Toji craned his neck to give you a quick peck and then moved back to get a look at your stomach, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the skin gently. 

You leaned back slightly and placed your hands on his knees, making more room for him. Bringing your hand to his head and carting your fingers through the raven strands, you focused on the softness of his hair to try and distract yourself from the foreseeable pain you were to feel within the now and when your baby arrived.

“You gotta be more nice t’ya momma, squirt.” Toji scolded lightly, rubbing his thumb over the swollen skin. “She’s putin’ in the blood, sweat, and tears to bring you here.” 

You smiled at his teasing and continued to play with his hair, only removing your hand when he moved to sit up straight once more, pulling you against his thick chest and wrapping his arms around you in a loose hug. 

He could feel the tension in your body - a clear sign of the fear that hung in the back of your mind. 

Toji squeezed your sides a bit and you giggled and squirmed making him smile, laughing at your reaction, he brought you back into the hug and placed his chin on your head, running his rough hands up and down your arms. 

“You’ll be okay kid, m’ not gonna let anything happen to ya.” Toji reassured you.

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Just like Animals

It's my first time posting. Sorry for any mistakes. (In case someone actually reads this)

MINORS BEGONE. DO NOT INTERACT.

Summary: The bed breaks while y'all bang like rabbits lmao

Warnings: None, I think. Let me know in case you think otherwise.

The creaking sound loudened as he thrusted into you at an impossible speed. The poor bed sounded like it was screaming with you. Each animalistic stroke of his cock in your tight little cunt drove you closer to insanity. The bed was going to break any moment now, you were sure of it. But you couldn't care. Not when he was fucking you so hard that you could feel each jolt of pleasure like an electric shock coursing throughout your body. And so, the bed falling remained a hazy thought floating into the back of your mind where it belonged. He was groaning into your ear like an animal feasting on its prey. You were close. So, so close. You could taste it. You could feel it deep in your stomach. Every second, every thrust, you screamed and cried. Writhing under his weight with no relief. No matter how much you shook your head or dug your nails into his back, there was just no relief. You just didn't want him to stop pounding you. No, no, no, you could even entertain that thought. And it must have been the same for him. Because he was shouting at this point. Gripping you so hard that it hurt. It was all too much. Between the sound of the skin slapping against skin, his groans and the bed creaking, you were helpless. You couldn't take it anymore.

With a silent plea followed by a choked yell, you came. Waves and waves of pleasure washed over you. The wrenching, numbing sensation started between your legs and spread everywhere until it consumed all of you. Your mind in a bliss. You were too lost. So much that you didn't hear the bed detach from the headboard. Nor did you feel it fall until it crashed against the floor while your orgasm crashed against you. You almost had one practical moment of shock but there was no time, no. it all felt like a dream. The soft mattress underneath you sprung up softly and absorbed all the shock. It threw you upwards gently and sank you back in like you were laying upon fluffy clouds. You felt as if you really were. It was heaven. Your legs were shaking and locking and unlocking around him as if they had a mind of their own and he was still riding you through the orgasm.

You felt sensative. Oversimulated beyond your capacity. You weakly pressed a hand against his chest but you had no energy. He didn't stop. He kept fucking you. Thrusting over and over and over until you were filled up to the brim with his load. Rope after rope, it shot into you. It oozed out of you and spilled all over the sheets, painting your walls white. He let out a loud groan and collapsed into you with all his weight. Loudly beating hearts, breathless pants and gasps for air was all you could hear until the outside sounds began to register. Slowly the voice down the floor of your apartment grew louder and clearer. It sounded like your downstair neighbours weren't too happy.

"Are you people or animals? Keep it the hell down!" the middle aged woman cried at the top of her lungs, "No shame at all!"

You couldn't help as you giggled into his chest.

Sticky Paws

Day Twenty-Three: Free Use | 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Toji Fushiguro x f!reader Genre: Smut Notes: Toji I've missed you 🥵 Warnings: 18+, dubcon, noncon, spanking, pussy slapping, oral (female receiving), fingering, daddy kink, dacryphilia, masturbation. Words: 1.7k

The all too familiar sound of your step-son trudging up the driveway followed by your husband slamming the door vibrated your skin enough to form goosebumps. What is it this time? They’re always bickering over something or other. Although by the daggers you just barely catch in your husbands eye out of the window, it seems a little more intense today. Megumi seems to be getting worse and worse as the days go by. Defying orders, getting in trouble at school, challenging you and his father at every turn. It doesn’t bother you, he’s a teenager. What did you expect? But that’s something Toji just can’t seem to comprehend.

With Megumi out of the kitchen and already storming up the stairs, you know what’s to follow soon after.

Bang. His door.

And with that, you can already feel Toji’s eyes burning holes in the back of your head. You just want to get the dishes finished so you can relax for the rest of the evening. Must he do this every single time he fights with his son? Yes. He needs to. It’s the only way to relieve his stress. And this is what you agreed to when he met you.

Free use.

Your pussy is his do to with as he sees fit, whenever he wants.

Your breath hitches as your panties are brought down to your ankles in one fell swoop. He’s addicted to your cunt, it takes him no time at all to gain access to your wet, weeping walls. Your left leg steps out of the white, lace garment. But that’s just as patient as he can bear to be. He forces your right leg up, knee crashing with the countertop with your underwear hanging lewdly around your ankle.

Your breasts are practically in the water-filled sink while the side of your face rests on the window. He snarls as a brutish palm collides with your body. Your ass and your sensitive sex. You’re not nearly wet enough for him, he tells you. There’s only one thing he can do about that. He drops down to the balls of his feet so he can get closer to your heat. Two fingers circle brutally into your tremoring bud, the overwhelming intensity is too much to enjoy just yet. You’re practically singing Toji’s name when he dips his tongue into your fluttering hole.

He knows you love his tongue the most.

He knows you love the feeling of being spread open too. But one hand is busy, won’t you take some fucking initiative for him? Apparently you’re too fucked out from the feeling of his tongue and large fingers being attentive with your heat. His free hand spanks your rear, he pulls away momentarily to speak.

“Spread.”

And you do. Your hand instantly slithers to the fat of your ass cheek to open yourself up more for him. His unused hand grips into the soft flesh of your left cheek, perfect teamwork to open yourself up for him.

He knows you love it. He’s your husband, after all. He knows your body better than you know it yourself, at this point. Your cunt gushes slick all over his tongue from the feeling of being opened up for him.

You were unsure about your little arrangement at first. Being unable to object to sex if he wants it was a little scary to say the least. But he put his money where his mouth was. ‘Let me show you a good time,’ he smirked, ‘you’ll want me to fuck you any chance I get afterwards.’ And you did. Even now, sex wasn’t on your mind, but now that his tongue is fucking your insides you couldn’t be happier.

Thank you, Megumi.

Your moaning is boisterous as your husband works your sloppy cunt. But he hasn’t gotten you all worked up so that you feel good. This is for him, remember? He is the one who has a petulant brat for a son. He is the one who needs to put up with his attitude and name-calling day in day out. So you’re going to take his fat cock, and you’re going to make him feel all better. It doesn’t matter how long it takes. Right? This is what you’re made for. This is why he put a ring on your finger. So, you better take it, if you know what’s good for you.

He knows he’s big. He knows he should have fingered you before he began to prod his tip at your quivering hole. But he just can’t wait dammit. Don’t you understand? No… That isn’t fair. It’s very clear that you do understand. That’s why he can see a few tears roll down your face in the reflection of the window. That’s why you’re doing your best to silently sob and not ruin this for him. You’re trying so hard, aren’t you? Sweet, real sweet. A good wife. A perfect slippery hole for him. Try harder.

The hiss and crying whimper that erupts from your lungs has his head rolling back in ecstasy. His cock is already dribbling inside of you, and it’s just the tip. He’s going to go further, and further, and further until…

“Daddy!” you cry. He laughs, and hushes you.

“Yeah, daddy’s got a real big cock, don’t he?” he coos, admiring the way your pretty pussy eagerly sucks in his gargantuan length. What a good girl you are. No wonder he put a ring on it.

He’s got a few rounds in him, he knows for a fact. You know it too. He never cums just once, he never has in your entire marriage. You’re prepared to not be able to walk tomorrow. It’s lucky, really, that he refuses to let you get a job of your own. What do you need a silly thing like that for, anyway? He makes enough money for you to live comfortably. He always says: ‘you’ve already got two important jobs. Blowjobs and handjobs.’ It is funny. He has a humorous side to him when he wants, but it is a little unfulfilling to be home each and everyday with no ambitions of your own.

But right now, you’re very fulfilled. Filled with your daddy’s monster cock. He’s always so rough with you. His fingers curl into your hair and use you for leverage as he fucks into your velvety walls.

“Takin’ this cock so well f’me, darlin’.” he praises. It isn’t enough to stop the freefalling tears dripping from your eyes. It feels good. Incredible, really. It’s just so much. So big! Too much! He pulls your form closer to his, your legs close as you pull them together and he didn’t think you could possibly feel any tighter. But you do, fuck. Tightest cunt he’s ever felt.

His tightening balls slap against your taint, the pornographic sound of skin slapping skin fills the entire room. The entire house. You hope Megumi has those noise cancelling earphones on like he normally does. You’re sure you can feel him in your throat, your mouth. The assault on your pussy is endless, not that you’d want it to end. You feel so whole, so full. As you should. You married Toji, you want your insides to be a perfect mould for his perfect length.

One of his large hands slithers to your breast, while the other settles happily on your clit once again. Your sweet little face is evidently overwhelmed by each individual sensation Toji is inflicting upon you. He’ll never grant you a moments rest to catch your breath. Cream him. Y’hear? Cream daddy’s cock.

“Wanna see you full with my kid, y’hear me baby? Gonna fuck you full one of these days.” he tells you. It’s bullshit, of course. He barely likes the one he’s saddled with, let alone a tiny one who needs constant attention. Although, that’s probably what he thinks you’re for. But you don’t mind Toji depositing his load inside of you, he always does. You’re protected. It’s almost risk free. You want his warmth. It’s your reward for being such an obedient little hole for him.

Your moans are broken and you’re squirming in every direction possible. He doesn’t stop fucking into you. The ferocity of your orgasm literally has you screaming through it all. Toji doesn’t care, he hopes his little brat is cringing upstairs in his room over this. You don’t care either, you can’t. You literally can’t stop yourself. Your husbands big arms are holding you close, skin tight in fact, as he continues drilling into you. Manly moans and huffs fill your ear and rush straight to your core. You didn’t think you could be any wetter, honestly, but you can feel how silky and wet Toji feels in your gummy insides.

And it’s just made worse when Toji finally cums right after you. Creamy white cum filling you up like a donut. He pulled out instantly. You couldn’t tell if you were hot or cold. The temperature of his seed dribbling down your inner thighs simply wasn’t registering in your mind. Was it warming or cooling you? Sperm is warm. Your insides feel warm, anyway. You shiver when Toji feels down your inner thighs. He briskly teases your clit before pulling away. His thick, white essence coating and webbing on his fingers.

“Look at that, baby.” he tells you. And you giggle as you stare, admiring it. It’s so opaque and thick, it almost looks like yoghurt. It’d get you knocked up in an instant if it could, you imagine. You keen and moan your way into a kiss with your husband as he fingers you again and forces his cum back into you. He pulls away from your mouth, biting your lip as he does. “Good fucking girl.”

Megumi hadn’t been listening to his music with those overpriced, noise-cancelling headphones your husband paid a fortune for. He never does when he riles his father up. Because he knows how his father likes to calm down when Megumi pisses him off to new heights. He takes it out on you.

Megumi pretends to slam the door when he approaches his room, but in actuality, he sits atop the staircase with his hands down his underwear. He’s been acting up more lately. Porn simply isn’t cutting it anymore. He likes to hear the moans of his step-mother as his father ruins her pretty, tight cunt. He hasn’t seen it, but he knows. You cry about it enough, after all. Daddy’s too big for you, right? Sick bitch. He’s not your daddy, you’re just a kinky slut. He doesn’t mind that, though.

It’s perfect material to jerk off to.

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Aftercare with Toji ♡

Headcanons! MDNI

Soft hours <3

Toji always gives you a final slap on your already flushed out ass, almost as if he's finalizing his job well done.

He fumbles to grab his phone off the nightstand, shaking hands opening the camera and positioning your almost lifeless body, taking another flick for his private gallery of only you.

"You okay, baby?" He finally speaks out after he gains back his breath, leaning over you and giving you a kiss on the forehead.

Toji will not let you out of bed after you fuck. "No, no stay still. Just lay there and look real pretty f'me, okay?"

Will definitely run a bath for you on a night when he isn't too tired out. He'll sit behind you, thick fingers previously used to turn you to slush, de-tangling your knotted up hair.

When he is too tired, he still trudges you over to the bathroom, letting you take care of your business before carrying you back to bed.

Loves to make you so fucked out that the only thing you can do is cling to him as he cleans you up.

Dresses you in only his huge, oversized clothes. He had a pair of boxers that you wore once months ago and from then on, they became yours.

One time, he almost cried after you insisted on giving him aftercare, saying, "You took such good care of me, you deserve it." He'd never felt more vulnerable than he did as you wiped the cum off of his body and replaced it with your soft lips and butterfly kisses.

Makes sure to cuddle you to sleep after every rough scene, a silent way of showing how much he loves you, and telling you he didn't mean all the mean things he said.

"Aw baby, look... you're bruising."

If you ever use your safe word, he silently backs away, not wanting to make you feel uncomfortable. He doesn't talk until you put your arms around his shoulders and assure him that you're okay.

"I'm sorry baby, I really didn't mean to go too far... you know I'd never really hurt you, right?"

Cherishes the silence of when the two of you just lay in the afterglow, feeling each other's bodies with no confines.

Always tells you how proud he is of you as he cleans you up <3

Hope you enjoyed! Xoxo

FAMILY VACATION [ jjk ]

↬︎ anime: jujutsu kaisen

↬︎ featuring: college!gojo, choso, nanami, toji, and geto

↬︎ warning(s): swearing

PLOT. gojo takes you guys to his parents cabin in niseko, japan.

ADVISORY: reader is female and black unless stated otherwise.

➟︎ on christmas, gojo surprised all of you with a trip to a skii resort in niseko, japan (where his rich ass parents co-own). well, more so he surprised you cause them hoes had already been before.

➟︎ despite gojo’s track record for being overly chill, he was more than prepared for this trip. having everything already taken care of and all you guys needed to do was pack and be ready.

➟︎ that should’ve been red flag number ten

“NOW IM ONLY GOING to ask you once gojo, and be honest with me, okay?” you warned, all of you in the foyer of the large cabin.

gojo’s head nodded quickly, “yes ma’am.”

“why is there only three rooms? did you do this on purpose?”

you were more than annoyed. four out of the five guys were heavy snorers and two of them slept rough as fuck, and one was an occasional sleepwalker. this was easily the worst situation you’d ever been in.

“i told my parents how many it would be but i guess i forgot to mention that one of us was a girl. they’re used to the guys, so they assumed. i can get you your own if you want!” gojo quickly suggested, face red in embarrassment.

which was a first seeing as gojo had never gotten embarrassed in his life. at least, not in front of you or because of you. sighing heavily, you decided to cut the ray charles man some slack.

“it’s okay, i can sleep with choso.” you solved, moving to the raven-haired boy.

choso was someone you had slept with before, on several occasions. whether it be to have a sleepover or because toji was being too loud, choso was a good sleeping partner.

“CHOSO?! you guys are sleeping together?! he got you before me?! oh my god.” gojo went through five stages of shock and then pretended to pass out onto geto, who let him fall instead of catching him.

at least you thought he was pretending.

“oh god, he’s dead!” you gasped, holding onto choso’s arm in horror, when gojo didn’t move after geto nudged him with his boot.

nanami rolled his eyes, silently asking the universe why him? “he’s not dead dumbass.”

“damn.” toji muttered under his breath.

you frowned, “well someone needs to wake his ass up.”

without a word, geto hooked his arms under gojo and dragged him down the hallway to, presumably, their room.

“you ready angel? i got your bags already.” choso had asked you, your eyes moving from the train wreck that was gojo and focusing on the man next to you.

you smiled at him and squeezed his arm that you were holding. “of course! lets go.”

“hey! don’t try no shit, you understand?” toji warned, pointing a accusing finger at the both of you.

“we aren’t hoes like you are.” choso answered before tugging you down the hall to y’all’s room.

you could hear toji talking to nanami down the hall. “did he just call me a hoe?”

“yup.”

“why, i never!”

➟︎ gojo and toji taught you how to snowboard. the both of them acting like they’re in the winter olympics when they do the hard courses.

➟︎ nanami was very good at skiing and often did that during your stay, than anything else. you guys think it was because of the beautiful skii lady that was at the slopes everyday.

➟︎ you, choso, and geto were always at the skate rink. whether you could ice skate or not, those two always dragged you with them.

➟︎ gojo’s parents got y’all a cabin with an outdoor AND indoor hot tub and when i say you were LIVING!! those boys could barely get you out of there, you stayed in there so much.

➟︎ geto had this awesome not idea of you guys doing the camping in the woods workshop that the place offered and it almost turned into a slasher movie.

➟︎ all of you were in one, huge ass tent, so really you guys were glamping, and one of the skii resort workers decided it would be a good idea to play pranks on you guys.

➟︎ lets just say that if you guys could’ve gotten banned, you would have. like toji and geto almost got y’all thrown in prison.

➟︎ nanami makes BANGING hot coco and that’s a certified fact. atp he’s a dilf that has five adult kids living in his upscale tokyo apartment.

➟︎ snowball fights have ensued and both toji and gojo are excluded from them bc they provoke each other to the highest of hells and throw really hard balls at all of you.

➟︎ geto gets really bad frostbite but still decides to go out like he’s a fucking supermodel.

gojo in the background “hoes don’t get cold!”

➟︎ toji brought his tattoo travel kit and gave you guys a couple of small tattoos. somehow, y’all all agreed on getting matching tattoos. it was a small writing of ‘4lifers’ and it was honestly so cute.

➟︎ shoutout to gojo’s parents for co-owning a skii resort. the best vacation you’d ever been on.

NOTE. lemme actually write something relating to them being in college 😭

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I’m obsessed with soft fan arts of Toji n Megumi🥺

points at him

thinking about toji bringing you to get your nails done :(

lots of fluff ! mentions of nsfw, fem!reader

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thinking about how the older man is set on staying in the car and finishing cigarette instead of sitting inside with you.

“m’ not going in there doll, you’ve got the wrong one.”

“who’s gonna hold my bag?” you plead with him, holding out your little tote for good measure. “you just bought this for me! what if it gets dirty or something?”

toji looks away, taking a long drag and holding the smoke in his chest before huffing it all out. “fuck.” he mumbles, opening the driver’s side door to stamp out his cig. “fuck, fine. let’s go.”

thinking about how strikingly out of place your boyfriend would look settled in a fold out chair beside you, mindlessly scrolling on his phone to pass the time. your cream-toned tote bag rests in the middle of his lap, guarded by one of his rough hands.

you lean over as the woman in front of you begins cutting your cuticles.

“what color should i get?” you whisper, giggling at his look of utter confusion.

“i don’t kn— the regular one?” he sounds so unsure. “i don’t know.” he says with finality, looking away to quell his embarrassment.

you hear a symphony of giggles and “aww’s” from the waiting area, toji turns bright red at the attention, turning his back to the crowd of invested onlookers.

“no one’s looking.” you tell him, trying to comfort him where you could. “if you want to go back to the car you can.”

toji side eyes you from his little chair, absently thumbing the strap of your bag.

“i’ll stay.” he mumbles, whipping his phone out again to scroll through his pictures.

the woman doing your set clips and buffs out your base before beginning with your gel extensions. the older man beside you scoots closer to watch.

his phone slips into your free hand, the picture pulled up on the screen almost makes you drop the device.

“jesus— toji!”

the scar on his lips contorts as his sick grin doubles in size.

“get those again.” he teases, leaning back in his creaky chair to gauge your reaction.

your boyfriend had pulled up a picture of the two of you, though the older man was definitely the focus in the image. your smaller hand is wrapped around the base of his dick, stroking his length. the nails in question are almond shaped with chrome line art.

they’re pretty, you’ll give him that. though you’re positive the two of you had taken safer pictures together where those nails were at least somewhat visible.

“fine.” you close the photo app and place his phone face down in his lap. you relay the request to the nail tech, shifting anxiously as she pulls out the chrome powder and gel tubes.

your phone lights up with a text from the man not even a foot away from you.

“you look real pretty right now.”

your heart jumps, basking in the private show of affection. you smile up at the older man, motioning for him to scoot closer. toji snakes a heavy arm around your shoulders, ignoring the squeals of adoration from the women in the back.

he pulls your finished hand to his mouth, pressing a firm kiss to your knuckles.