Forgot your key? Roommate Toji
The door creaked open to reveal himâshirtless, of course. Toji leaned casually on the frame, hair tousled like he just woke from a nap or something far more sinful. His eyes traveled over your gym clothes, lingering a second too long on your neckline, then dipping lower.
âWell damn,â he muttered, licking his lips subtly. âYou tryinâ to kill me cominâ back lookinâ like that?â
You rolled your eyes, but your face heated. âForgot my keys.â
He stepped aside with a smirk. âLucky me.â
You followed him inside, the door clicking shut behind you. His placeâyour place, technically always felt smaller when he was like this: smug, sweaty, barefoot, and radiating that effortless sexual tension.
You tried to pass him in the narrow hallway, but he didnât move. âWhatâs the rush?â
âTo shower,â you mumbled quietly .
His arm shot out, palm pressed flat against the wall beside your head. You were cagedâcornered. His grin widened.
âYou sure you donât want help with that?â
âTojiâ come on..."
He leaned in, nose brushing yours. âJust say the word, baby.â
Your breath caught, pulse thudding in your ears. Maybe it was the post-gym haze, maybe it was the way his voice dropped when he called you that, but you didnât move. You didnât want to.
He chuckled low. âThatâs what I thought.â
The next thing you knew, his hand slid behind your neck, tugging you closer, lips ghosting over yours. âBeen thinkinâ about this for so long sweetheart.â
You felt yourself melting into him, body buzzing, the tension snapping like a rubber band pulled too tight.
Your gym bag hit the floor with a thud.
The lights dimmed behind you as he guided you toward the couch, his mouth never leaving your skin.
His body pins yours down. Youâre bare, squirming beneath him. Skin slick with sweat and arousal. Thighs already trembling. He yanks your legs apart, spreading you open beneath him
You like it when I touch you like this, donât you?â he whispered, voice thick. âBeen thinking about me stuffing this little cunt since the day I moved in.â
When he finally bent you over the side of the couch, yanking your tight gym shorts down, you gasped from the stretch. He was Thick. And really veiny. His cock dragged against your slick folds. Before quickly forcing himself inside without giving you time to adjust. No tenderness. No buildup. Just Toji slamming into you brutally with every ounce of strength he has, like youâre nothing but a sex doll made to take it all. And you do.
You take it all. Every last inch.
You scream his name over and over, as the thrusts turn relentlessly . As he fucks you as if he owns your body, your every weakness, and each of your trembling moans. You come , legs giving out, walls spasming around him until he groans, gripping your hips and slamming in deep one final time filling you up completely.
âHope you donât need to walk straight tomorrow. Might have to wash you twice⌠youâre still dripping."











