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jazeswhbhaven · 9 months ago

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The Encounter of Two Flames | React | Spoilers

SO LOVELIES I REALLY ENJOYED THESE TWO PARTS LEMME TELL YA

Like...especially when part 6 came about???? Ahhhhh anyways let's goooo

We start with Satan rollin' and tusslin' with Sitri (who isn't being called Sitri just yet, just a devil with no name) and I'm just like damn so it's like that huh?

But I mean...why wouldn't it be? Hell is pretty much a place where anything goes so this isn't really above that with random devils being feral and attackin' folks lol

But...why did they have to say "he pinned his arms on the ground" because my brain did not see that innocently.

ANYWAYS

I know he's pretty much all instinct and no brain cells, but feral Sitri is giving me what I need. A devil at his core without direction. The thrill, the danger, all of datttt.

BUT again, I digress....(over here simpin' for feral sitri like i'm s t a r v i n g)

So it seems Satan has found this rumored devil beast and tries to talk with him, but to his surprise he is unable to speak to him in words just growls.

I like how Satan just casually comments that devils are just fucking made without proper thought. I'm sure early on he meant God and not necessarily Lilith (or honestly he could have meant both of them who knows)

So he tries to test Sitri, and was even like "should I kill you?" and Sitri ofc responds very aggressively, indicating that he can't speak but he can understand Satan. I really want to know his thought process and how he processes Satan's words though.

I know that the devil's have their own language, because it's been brought up a couple times in the side stories with Ppyong and Minhyeok with Ppyong complaining that he can't read Minhyeok's language but he can still understand him. So if Sitri can't read or talk...I wonder how it is he can understand his native tongue? Perhaps body language, that sort of thing.

Satan indirectly telling Sitri he has big D energy lolololololololol

Seriously though, he asks for Sitri to be his subordinate but he just straight up BITES him lmao

flashback to me writing about my fankid Cain biting Satan's arm too...it seems that Satan is used to this kind of reaction after all. This also was by chance I had no idea they were going to have this happen for them lol

So he's just out here chewin' and munching on his arms and then....

Apparently by drinking Satan's blood you can also see his memories. And that's an interesting fact that I shall use in my future writing later....

So it turns out that he saw a lot through Satan's blood, making it to where he even backs away from him and tries to keep his distance, Satan is just over here like "haha told you so, you can't beat me." and well he would be right. At this point he could very much get rid of Sitri in a second.

Buttt not so fast.

So Satan thanks him for killing off angels in Gehenna, and Sitri tries AGAIN to attack him and gets a swift kick in the gut. It seems our feral boi just won't let up just yet. Satan even brings up the fact that Sitri may be pissed that he saw that there are other devils he simply can't defeat.

He even calls him out by saying Sitri does like him he just doesn't know how to process everything at the moment. He offers to show him more.

Oh my.

So Satan does the craziest thing (his poor red lump friends are freaking out this entire time btw) and pulls out his fucking heart! So ya'll who guessed that it was Satan's heart were in fact correct. It appears that devil's hearts are just smaller versions of themselves, which is a cool concept instead of looking like a human heart. Which I mean yes that would make sense a devil's heart would be different.

The reason Satan even did this though, is because Sitri has to see and accept his blood properly, straight from the source of his heart/core. And I'm just like this is so badass when you really think about it because I imagine if the other Kings had found Sitri first it would go very different and Satan is just like "yah drink my blood it's all good, we're bonding"

also this cg is very pretty like sunset/sunrise in the backgroun, satan's pretty pink hair, that little fang...ahhhhhhhhh

He's makin' us fall in love with him all over again ain't he?

Feral Sitri is thinking very deeply about taking the offer of biting into Satan's heart...it's really just wild to me though that this was his life prior to what we're seeing now. Just living off the land, killing, with raw power??? I mean...just from this lore alone we know that Sitri is really fucking strong, and I wonder if he's the strongest noble out of all the countries. That's something to think about. (i mean he did fucking set all of gehenna on fire from being depressed so...)

So Feral Sitri takes a bite, and well...it's a night and day difference when he does!!

The information processes so much I think I would personally go mad from having to do that but Sitri is doing well. He learns about the Kings, Hell, how it all ties together, Satan being the one to run front and center of it all.

He calls him "Master" and even starts crying and stuff.

Ya'll this entire time I could only think about this....

Also the scene where he and Lestat first exchange blood.

Phew....like Sitri being all submissive and level headed just gives me vibes from this movie (and show)

I'm sorry ya'll I'll stop LMAO (the music in the background in the event didn't help)

But yes, Sitri is totally tamed now after seeing Satan's full self, memories, and that he is going to forever be his devil. His right hand, ride or die, basically everything. And thus why we see that he has so much devotion for Satan and values his opinion.

OH SO SATAN NAMED HIM SITRI

And Sitri says it back to which the red lump devils blush when hearing him say it. (I love these little guys they are adorable)

Satan goes to say that he liked him upon first meeting him and that he wants him to stay by his side, learn to read and fight, and he mentions for Levi to raise him???

And me and the devils and Sitri are like???? Satan what? who?

LOL NOT LEVI COMIN' IN WITH THE INSULT

and Satan is like "You can't call me that unless you're Mammon"

w h

a t

Turns out Mammon is there too.

there goes my theory that he was trapped.....

So I was way off, it seems that this happened after Mammon's origin story which would have me believe that it's possible that Mammon is older than Satan, and possibly older than Levi, but not older than Beel and Lucifer. And technically since Belphie is still asleep, who knows how old he is. Me trying to figure out this timeline has me running in circles lol

So Levi and Mammon are there because they were trying to get Sitri first...perhaps Leviathan just wanted Sitri for his own reasons, and Mammon wanted him just because and I assume Bimet wasn't an adult just yet to be his right hand devil at this time.

Satan is feeling dizzy and requested a healing devil, Mammon is just like "ah hell you're cute I'll help you."

screaming because this is pretty much why i love their dynamic and why Astra is in a polyship with them...

Levi was just gonna let his ass pass out. lmao Instead he's bitching about how Satan is requesting him to "raise this filthy beast" and not hand him over (Levi calls Sitri an "it" but that's to be expected with his rude ass lol)

And Satan is like "I'll invade Hades if you don't" and I'm laughing my ass off because that's such a Satan thing to say.

And Levi just kinda scruffs Sitri like a cat and is like "Ugh he stinks" and Mammon is happy that Levi is listening to Satan and wants to pat his head and Levi ofc is pissed and saying for Mammon to back the fuck up.

Even back then Leviathan is just taking names and dishing out the heat. He's only listening because he finds it annoying if he lets Satan just raid out Hades like that.

The red lumps assume that it's because Satan is strong and would win, but-

Levi. Bro. Sir. P L E A S E lmaoooooo

I'm crying.

But Satan tells a struggling Sitri that since he found him first to make sure he comes back and stays strong while under Levi.

Levi is just out here having the time of his life though just scruffin' Sitri, and treating him like some object or weapon which okay I guess Levi go off.

"I may invade Gehenna to get my hands on this thing once I unlock its abilities"

*EYE ROLL*

Don't say that about Sitri. I'll box you.

The babies. Mammon probably was just holding him like :)))) look at this cute devil that I own. So small, so delicate...

I love them your honor.

Then some time later....Foras is doing his whole thing and saying that a devil wants to request an audience with Levi.

Ya'll do you see how annoyed he is already like goddamn what were you doing that was so important?

But he knows it's Sitri that wants to see him....and well it seems that we will learn on part 7 what he wants!!!

So the reason that part 6 was my favorite is obvious, because ya'll saw me going ham on those gifs and enjoying the interaction with the Kings once again meeting up in one area. It really just has me knowing that their "friendships" are that far back...and their dynamics will always stay the same. Levi always giving empty threats, Satan being headstrong, Mammon in the back just being casual and observing while patronizing his peers without knowing that's a bad thing to do lol

But I'm one step closer to figuring out this timeline ya'll...it's still far but I'm getting there slowly...this is one of the times I actually care about lore timelines even though my fic doesn't really follow it anyways. (it's important though for my fankid au)

But yeesss I'll see ya'll on the next react! I'm stacking 'em up again so it will be day 7 and 8 the next go around.

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb event #whb gehenna #whb satan #whb sitri #whb screenshots #jazewhbreacts🖤#me just casually mentioning another fucking fandom that has nothing to do with this one lol

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torawro · 3 years ago

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JWNWKHBEDWOW mocha !!

first off i am in dire need of head so so good that i can’t fucking breathe bc wtf😭😭😭😭😭 i need some oral stimulation of THIS caliber im so jealous . im telling you i had to clench my thighs together so so hard

second off, i got mad scared when he put his chin on our shoulder and was basically like “get in the car and don’t ask questions” like okaayyyy ill never snitch on you daddy you know datttt

anyway, i really like how your portraying y/n’s conflict of interests, like she has a job to do , but she has real feelings for this man so it’s like do i let my heart or my head choice, so im curious on what will happen in that regard. but the SEX ? oh babe im ready !! you producing top tier content once again to fuel the obsession i love it

‍ PART FIVE.

‍ warnings .ᐟ . . . smut, f oral, fingering, stalking, vulgar language.

previous chapter. masterlist. next chapter.

tags .ᐟ @dejwrites @sailewhoremoon @massivelynervousprincess @tojibreedingme @megumischubbycheeks @bootlegroach

dangerously in love by beyoncé is the peaceful start to your morning, the pretty baby blue vinyl spinning on your record player sitting on the windowsill by your garden of plants and smokey lavender scented incense. there's a cucumber mask on your face as the sunlight from the sky shunned through your kitchen windows cascade over your skin, moaning in delight. since you've woken up, you realized that you haven't had a self care day in such a long time.

constantly working, binge eating . . . unhealthily. too much stress on your body and you were barely thirty. today you planned on doing the better for your health, currently blending a strawberry, raspberry, kiwi, and blackberry smoothie before you headed to the gym with vina. the two of you usually ran a track field apart of a high school not far from you every sunday. the limit was always ten laps, then a few crutches and squats before ending the workout. but since the weather was a little cloudy, and there was a seventy percent chance of rain, you might have to tone it down to five laps.

you made sure to eat small that way your stomach didn't feel heavy; a simple cheese omelette with spinach, green peppers, and bacon. attired in a dark purple sports bra with matching shorts, you grab your gym bag and slip on a pair of running shoes, heading out the door and walking five blocks to meet vina. she recently came back from vacation in jamaica, so when you saw her complexion as you approached her you smiled so wide, saying how beautiful she looked since her skin darkened during the trip. her skin was usually a medium tone brown, so seeing her darker was new since it didn't get that scorching in japan for people's skin to tan. yours either.

she hugged you tight after, saying how much she misses you and the shop. it's been about two weeks since you gave her extra time off, so beatrix has been on a roll handling orders and hiring three extra people in the process, one you've met who was a sweet college girl like beatrix was, in school for baking and pastry arts. less weight on your shoulders, especially with the whole 'capturing toji' situation. it's been a day or two since you've seen him, keeping a low profile in case he was stalking you, although he was, not to your knowledge that is. you needed to proceed with the mission, gather more information so this could be over with. it's better him in jail than dead.

as much as you wished it wasn't a death sentence, japan didn't play games. this man has done far too much and pissed off way too many authorities to just sit behind bars and rot away his youth. they wanted him executed. it pained you a little to know that this would all be your fault, your doing. but what were you supposed to tell them? that he was someone you loved when you were younger? that you didn't want him to die because you're hoping that some part of him still has a human soul? in their eyes he's nothing but a menace, a criminal, a murderer. you couldn't back out, no matter how much you wanted to. if this is fate, than you were meant to find him again to end his suffering, because he is suffering . . . he just won't show it.

"hey, i have a question," you say after taking a sip of ice cold water, controlling your breathing and wiping the sweat off your forehead, running only five laps so far.

"what's up?" vina plops a seat on the ground, zipping open her lunch back and fishing for her tuna sandwich.

"say you have this friend that you haven't seen since you were a teenager, the two of you were really close, and there may have been—romantic feelings there," you pause. "and you bump into him now but he's not the same."

"as in?" she raises her brow.

"let's just say he puts himself in danger a lot, doing illegal things—not really caring. he's lying to you about it, but you clearly know. you've spent some time catching up and those emotions for him are slowly coming back. would you stay in contact with him?"

vina hums, scrunching up her face. "well the things he's doing are illegal, therefore there's a high chance of him going to jail, ending up dead, or putting you in danger as well. so, no, i wouldn't stay in contact. i wouldn’t even waste my time trying to rebuild a relationship, because at the end of the day, he's going to choose what he wants. maybe that's money, maybe that's power, maybe that's you. it's his choice if he really needs you or not. but it's your choice if you need him or not."

"i don't think i need him, i mean—" you swallow. "i want him. need is a stretch."

"you miss him, so you want him. nothing wrong with that. just be aware of his actions and what he's willing to do to get what he wants. if you decide you want to take the risk and be with him, know that there's no turning back. prepare yourself for the heartbreak, because there will be one. in the moment it'll seem like the happiest you've been in a while, but being in his shadow will make you just that."

a shadow.

you never thought of it like that. sometimes, people become what follows them. whether it be pain, happiness, guilt . . . it's all attached to you like a shadow. you'd never become like toji, though. but then again, we all can do fucked up things to protect those we love. who says you wouldn't risk it for him? to save his life? this was definitely driving you crazy. you had to set boundaries with yourself. if anything were to happen, which you're sure it will regarding intimacy, there had to be a distance between him and you, the mission and toji, and the mission and you. this was by far one of the most difficult decisions you had to make.

"i have a lot to think about," you sigh, scratching your head.

"should i be worried? seriously."

"not at all," you reassure with a giggle. "i just needed some advice. he's not all that bad. i'm just trying to understand him right now. i'm not entirely involved."

"yet," vina mumbles, and for some reason that makes your gut flip. "i'm burned out, wanna head home?"

"yeah."

you didn't drive and vina's car was in the repair shop, so you took an extra hike walking her to the sub station, vina cheating her diet by running towards a taco truck and getting a few quesabirrias. after this you had plans to take a nap and once you woke up you'd get some work done by documenting things about toji the agency needed information on. that's right, you definitely forgot to report back to agent uzui. he was probably cursing you out in his head every day. you haven't spoken to him since the other day, giving him half-assed answers because you were still in shock about everything. you'll call him later.

a familiar black suv is parked on the sidewalk by a creepy abandoned building that's been sitting there for years, covered in graffiti with shattered windows and probably infested with rodents. the windows are blacked out, but your eyes widened once you saw the driver up front . . . toji's bodyguard. the six foot whatever man with light blue hair and red eyes you assumed were contacts. always in an all black suit. that only meant toji was in the backseat, probably looking at you right now. sudden panic washes over you, glancing at vina who's too busy complementing her food to notice your nervous stare.

no. he couldn't see her. one thing about working for the cia, especially being undercover, is never allowing the perpetrator to see those close to you. they could gain information on them and have them kidnapped, threatened, or killed. you still didn't know this new toji fully, so you had no idea what his true intentions were, or what he'd do to make you suffer.

"vina—"

"cloud," of course, he's got your attention the moment he speaks. turning your head to face the person belonging to a raspy voice.

god, you hated him. the level of attraction he had raised your standards so high it's insane. this man was like no other. this is the first time you're seeing him wear normal every day clothes. only in dark wash jeans and a black tee. suede black timberlands on his feet. of course, the accessories were there, he could never forget them, from a chain to watches and rings shaped like dragons or skulls. as he stepped out the car and approached you, vina's attention flys back, eyes wide as she watches the beautiful man wrap his arms around you, holding you close to his chest while rubbing your back. his cologne was strong.

"hey," you say shyly, voice muffled. you pull away. "what are you doing down here?"

"trying to see if i can flip this ugly ass building that's been abandoned for years. i need ownership first, so i found out that this old geezer had a downfall in his thirties and couldn't afford to keep it up. he might give it to me with a little persuasion."

"money, you mean," you say bluntly.

"it's the key to everything," he nods, eyes trailing to your friend. "who's this?"

"i'm vina," she smiles sweetly, extracting her hand for a polite greeting.

"i'm supposed to do that," he tsks, taking her hand anyways. vina laughs nervously.

"she works for me at the bakery," there was no point in lying, he knows her name and face, there was no avoiding anything now.

"cool," toji clears his throat. "can i steal her from you? we have things to talk about if that's okay."

"why—" you splutter.

"she's been distant so i need some time with her."

vina shrugs innocently, for sure aware that this must be the man you were talking about earlier. you were a grown woman, so you could handle yourself. she just hopes you'd take her words into consideration. "i mean, if she doesn't want to go, she won't. if she does, she will. i was just heading home anyways."

"i will," you interrupt, anything to get him away from her. "i'll be fine, i'll text you later?"

"better," vina gives you a quick hug, hearing her train come. "take care of her."

toji laughs at her hard stare. "oh, i will. trust me."

there was more behind that statement, you could tell by the way he looked at you when he said it, poking at his inner cheek with his tongue. the two of you watch as vina departs, giving her one last wave before you're startled by a brick of chest colliding with your back, toji's chin digging into your shoulder blade as he stared ahead with a hand around your waist. your face heats up.

"get in the car," he says rather coldly, you swear the hairs on your neck stood up. shit. did he fucking find out?

your feet drags on their own, approaching the vehicle with nerves radiating through your body. this was it. you were going to die. toji pulls open the door and you climb inside without another command, jumping when he slams the door and strolls to the other side. he sits still, rubbing his chin with a deep sigh. it's dead silent as you stare ahead, avoiding eye contact.

"drive."

you're not bound by rope, there's no duct-tape on your mouth, neither does he have any weapons pointed at you. either he was being soft with you or you were going to get scolded.

"avoiding me isn't going to solve anything."

stress? ceased.

relief covers you as you relax your shoulders and fix your posture so it didn't look like you were handcuffed in the back of police car. still, you kept yourself aware. "huh?"

"don't look at me like i'm stupid," toji scoots closer to you, and you flinch, back pressed against the door. the car was driving unnervingly quick. his hand is on your thigh now, gripping and dragging you closer so you're face to face.

"i'm confused—" you swallow when his wide palm wraps around your waist. his eyes are dark, slowly licking his lips and scoffing with annoyance. he was frustrated. clearly so. only in a way that had him pressing a kiss just under the curve of your jaw. you're stunned, frozen. his unoccupied hand wraps around your neck, gently tilting your head up as he breathed calmly, brushing his soft lips over your own.

what the fuck. what the fuck. what the fuck?!

"the man i am with you is merely an ounce of who's really buried inside," is what he says, his touch hot like fire, tone low and guttural. what the hell was he talking about? he wasn't making sense. was he confessing to something? your thoughts pause when those gorgeous jade eyes of his flicker back on you, toji clenching his jaw before saying, "the insanity you give me only makes me crave you more."

he didn't give you the chance to curse him out over his stupid ideology, those plush lips of his finally against yours after the longest time, and you allowed it. it's not like you pushed him away or slapped him across his face, instead, you melted like butter underneath his fingertips, like fucking nothing. gasping when his tongue slips into your mouth and he's holding the back of your neck while maintaining a slow, sloppy kiss. trying not to rush it. trying to relish in the moment while it was here. as pissed off as he was that you lied to him, he couldn't withhold the burning want for you. it wouldn't disappear. you haunted his dreams, taunting and teasing him. edging him.

days passed since he's seen you, and he's woken up in the middle of every night to relieve the filthy erection peaking underneath his blanket. he even had hallucinations of you. so vivid that for a moment he believed you climbed into his window and leaned your empress figure over him while you called to him. this fixation on you wasn't normal. how is it that you are the only woman who's ever made him feel this way? witch, he thinks. must be it.

blindly, you're gliding your lips with his, not aware of it until the car brakes hard on the road, tires screeching, and toji is gripping the back of the passenger seat while holding your body close to his chest for safety as horns furiously honk. his chest is so warm, like a cozy fireplace during snowy winters. you've hugged him plenty of times, so why did it feel so different now?

"watch it, ban. she could've cracked her fucking neck, and i could've been toothless. want me handling business with a wisp?" toji hisses angrily, your eyes wide, mind completely floating out of your limp body.

"sorry boss, some dipshit crossed me without turn signals."

"mhm," toji is sitting back now, and you gain enough courage to release his arms from you, although not having enough to look him in the eye. toji feels a pang at his heart, as if maybe he shouldn't have done that. the car stays silent as you glue yourself to one side of the car and kept your eyes out the window. he doesn't bother you, but you can feel his glare on you still.

admit it, you liked it. stop thinking. even if for a few seconds, maybe fifteen, he knew he had you the second you moaned after his tongue slipped inside, and most likely when you kissed him back and shifted your hips in your seat once his hand trailed down your backside to grip your ass.

you shook your head, squeezing your eyes shut and screaming internally. twenty awkward minutes past until you're finally standing in the familiar living room of toji's home, arms wrapped around yourself as you wait for him to step inside after talking to his chauffeur, who you finally knew as ban, you were in need of a shower, wanting to get out of these gym clothes.

toji locks the door behind him and leans against it, clearing his throat. you speak first.

"is it cool if i take a shower?"

"of course.

then you nod, turning and walking away without another word. please kill me at this point. as if the man didn't give you enough anxiety, now he had this shit hovering over you making your mind spin in loops. we're straying too far from the plot. you're engaging in activities that are not apart of the plan. you strip from your clothes and take a long hot shower, lathering every inch of yourself he touched as if trying to wash away your sins. so delusional, you scrub your lips, accidentally getting soap in your mouth and coughing.

"stupid fucking—" you gargle your mouth with water, wiping your face and taking a seat in the claw-foot tub after turning the faucet to the bath setting. you pull your knees to your chest and rest your forehead, groaning and tapping your thigh. how the hell are you going to confront him?

too late, he does it for you. your skin leaps off your body when you hear a knock at the door, your head turning in that direction. he doesn't ask if he can come in, he just does. he's ruffling the black strands on his head, cocking his head to the side as he repeatedly flicks open the silver lighter he has in his hand. it's eye to eye, still silent. you wished one of you would speak already.

"are you upset that i kissed you?"

"no." you answer almost immediately. goddamnit.

toji grins knowingly, walking closer to you while you remain seated.

"then why the grouchy face? hmm?" he's crouching to your level now, and you grip your thigh harder out of anxiousness when he cups the underside of your chin and gently pulls you close. "i want an answer."

"i liked it, alright?" you yank your face away, keeping your eyes on the streaming water. still mumbling.

toji can barely hear you, but he's sure of what you said. he reaches over to turn off the nozzle, pulling down the lever to drain the tub of hot water you literally just filled up. you glare at him with annoyance, not even on the fact that you're naked in front of him now as the water evaporates. you were comfortable, that asshole.

"you said you want more?" he teases, inching his face closer and you can smell the mint on his breath. was he nervously chewing gum while he waited or something?

"stop," you close your eyes, trying to pull your face away. don't persuade me.

"look at me," he says more sternly now, and you swear your thighs squeeze together out of reflex. those damned eyes of his, so alluring. it's like you're out into a trance each time you stare too long. he was done with games. if he wanted you, he would take you. the both of you were in too deep now. "open your legs."

not even hesitant, your legs are opening almost immediately after he says so, throbbing from the proud smirk he gave you. his hand is around the back of your neck again, a noticeable hold, keeping your face leveled.

"slide down, right there," christ. if you had a recording of his voice, you'd keep it forever. your legs are spread, and your pussy is leveled just beneath the leaking faucet. what he does next truly weakens you, and the moan escaping your lips by now a clear signal saying he could do whatever the fuck he wanted in the meantime.

toji leans over, the butterflies in your stomach swarming as he lewdly spits on your clit, the string of saliva and the vein on the side of his neck making your face heat up. your mouth hangs open as he takes his fingers and slowly spreads it over, grumbling, "want me all over you," before rubbing your clit in smooth circles, groaning at the weak noises you made.

you had no answer for your sudden behavior, nor did you care to question it. you were needy, and he had this lust looming over you, a desire you couldn't refuse no matter how hard you tried to avoid it. right now, you just wanted to be pleased. scolding could come later. your hips twitch and hike midair, and you're positive you've made your lip bleed by how hard you bit into it, doe eyes hazily watching his face. brows furrowed as he tentatively paced his fingers, easing them into a faster pace to where it has you whimpering and squirming.

"right there?" toji hums, dauntingly slicking his tongue out and flattening it on your lower lip as you moan a tiny 'yes' before he's deepening the kiss, sliding his tongue in your mouth and grunting as he listened to you moan between breaths. roughly smoothing his hand down your side and gripping at the flesh of your ass. he bit his lip and cocked his head to the side.

"you taste good on my tongue," he chuckled, and you laugh weakly, still trying to hold on to your sanity. "can't wait to have every part of you on it."

toji gets an idea, and you watch him cautiously as he reaches for the faucet and turns the water on warm, the heavy flow beating on your clit hard. he's holding you there so you won't move, throwing your head back and humming low in your throat.

"how'd you know about this?" is what you say, and he could almost laugh, especially with how hard you were struggling not to lose complete control. voice shaky.

"women will hump anything that applies pressure to their clit, doesn't take a mad scientist."

attentive, right. what woman gave him the secret? the waters been running for a minute now, toji enjoying looming over you as you shift your hips and shudder. it's such a pleasing sight seeing you like this, a state he's never seen you in before. he'd capture it in a photograph if he could right now. for now, his mind will have to be partial storage. he's giving you all the pleasure, but you want to do the same for him. being said, you turn your head and reach for his belt, the bulge in his jeans evident as ever. he had it bad.

"no, i just wanna watch—and touch," a gentleman. it's all for you. he was putting your needs before his own. the bare minimum, but still, it's attractive. your droopy eyes are staring up at him, his attention focused on and only on your pussy. he wonders what you felt like. how warm and slick you were, how tight. he tests it out, sliding his slender fingers down your belly, preparing two of his fingers, the middle and index by closing them together and dipping his fingers in gently. "such a pretty thing."

fuck, this was new. your lack of liking for being fingered quickly prevailed once his were deep inside you, your eyes rolling back into your head as you lift your legs midair and grip his arm for balance. his thumb is to your clit, adding on the pressure while he fucks you with his fat fingers, slamming into you like he wanted to do with his dick. by now you're a goddamn mess, glad you couldn't witness yourself or else you'd break a mirror from embarrassment. this felt too good. he felt too good.

"you fuckin' like that don't you?" curling his fingers again, he's hitting the perfect spot, and you're seeing dots from impaired vision. just as he thought, you were tight as fuck. slick and warm like he dreamt of.

"yesyesyes," babbling incoherently, slurring your words and forming crescent moons into his skin from how hard you clutched him. fuck, she's killing me, he thinks.

he makes it worse by kissing your neck sensually, your toes curling as you near your orgasm, spasming when he licks and sucks at the side of your neck, whispering, "give it to me, i want it, baby. cum," in your ear before tugging at your earlobe with his teeth, breathing on your skin and it's enough to do it as you cum hard, reaching at his hand as you hold your own on top of his. he pulls his fingers out, rubbing your clit hard as you scream into his chest and ride his fingers, twitching and clamping your thighs around his arm to trap him as you cool down from your high.

and even though your relieved, he isn't. you squeal as he stands and lifts you out the tub bridal style, laying you directly on the floor mat before getting on his knees, breath hitching once the attention set right on your bare chest, soft skin and nipples perk, coaxing him into running his tongue over them. but, he waits, wanting the full experience later. for now, he craved your taste. wanted to see if you could cum for him one more time.

his hands locked under the bend of your knees, holding them up so he could have the perfect view of you, slipping his tongue out his mouth and lowering his head to slick it from your entrance to the hood of her clit. your mouth drops open, hair flailing around your face and shoulders as you held yourself up, looking down at him with shock as he slowly repeated the method before keeping the point of his tongue on your clit and wriggling it quickly, your thighs twitching.

you could barely move, toji slow kissing your cunt, sweet juices evaporating on the surface of his tongue as he shook his head, causing his tongue to move with it. crying out as he rocked your legs up and down just so he could make you fuck his face, feet instantaneously digging into his shoulder blades. toji detaches his mouth for a moment, breathlessly praising you with a, "this shit is fucking good, baby"

you whined, stomach coiling, on the verge of climaxing again. he was practically overstimulating you since you just came only a few minutes ago. maybe you were just that fucking needy. it has been a while anyways. you where truly an empress. from where toji laid, you were even more beautiful than usual. this sexual aura around you swimming inside of him now. so entranced by you, hungrily studying every emotion you made, stomach rolling inwardly from how sensitive he was to your embrace, your touch on his scalp as your dainty fingers thread through to blindly tug at the roots.

his tongue flicks faster, puffy lips suctioning your clit dangerously until you’re arching your back off the floor and nearing your orgasm once again. it only took three minutes. another shock. toji notices that you can’t stop gasping, or breathing heavily, leaning over you to clutch your jaw, strictly muttering, “breathe, baby. you’ll choke.”

tears are in your eyes, overwhelmed with pleasure as you intake air, shakily pressing your lips to his again. a soft huff blows past toji’s cherry lips, pupils thoroughly dilated to express how turned on he was. immensely.

"there's so much i wanna do to you baby," he breathes. "gonna fuck you so hard."

this fucking man was going to kill you.

"so do it," you plead, grabbing at his shoulders to pull him close. needy.

his jaw clenches, hating that he had to restrain himself. "i can't, i have to go. business shit."

"noo," you whine childishly, wrapping your legs around his waist and grinding onto the erection in his jeans. toji halts your hips with his large hands, shaking his head.

"stop, i'll be back later."

"don't go, please. please don't go," if only you could see yourself now, pleading and whimpering like you lost your mind. it couldn't be helped, unfortunately. this lock he had on you was jammed. you were trapped.

toji is silent for a while, fighting with himself. what he had to do was too important, needing to meet with people he didn’t feel like threatening to get what they stole from him back. he wanted to stay here with you, in your arms, sheathed deep inside that pretty pussy of yours. such a hard decision.

“give me two hours. i swear i’ll run the fucking streets like a tiger. and i’ll bring you food. sound good?”

there’s nothing else you could do but nod, upset, but the tone in his voice assured you that he’d keep his promise. tonight.

#sailwhore’s ship recs!#—sosa’s thoughts💭#toji 💗#jujutsu kaisen #jjk fics #x black reader #black fem reader #!fingering #!nsfw #!mdni #!explicit content ahead #if he talked to me like that i would have melted too

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