posessivebf!toji when he sees you about to go out in a slightly revealing outfit
“no way y’er wearin that shit.”
he groans as he sees you walk out of the bathroom in a low cut crop top and a mini skirt. he’s sitting at the edge of the bed in disbelief.
“what’s wrong with it, ji? i thought it was cute!” you pout as you smooth your hands over your bottom, turning sideways while looking at yourself in your body mirror with a gleaming expression. “ma, do ya want them to stare at your ass? hm?” he says in that gruffy voice of his. getting up to grab your waist and pull you flush against his warm chest.
you cradle his face in your palms and pull him towards your lips, softly crashing into his. not rushed, as if responding to him saying you only want his eyes roaming your body. you pull back while staring into his usual sharp eyes, which soften at the sight of you, caressing your thumb against his cheek.
“jus’ stay home with me. miss my sweet girl.”
he says slightly softer that almost goes unnoticed by you but you’ve heard your boyfriends voice enough to know what each octave and message he’s trying to get across. “aww, does my baby want my attention?” you coo teasingly with a giggle at his frown.
he brushes off your teases with a groan and drags you to the bed, peppering your face with kisses. “where do ya think you’re going, huh? c’mere girl.” you both giggle as his ticklish kisses have you lightly pushing his broad chest away.
“ya look better in my clothes anyway. don’t even need pants either since it covers your whole ass.” he says as he wastes no time in ripping your top off, gently pulling the piece of fabric and tossing it as if it insulted him. your mini skirt following suit.
“give me the shirt you’re wearing then.” you huff. clawing his shirt off eagerly to see his breathtaking muscles that you can’t quite seem to get used to.
you quickly tackle his broad chest to sandwich him between the mattress, feeling it dipping under the weight of you two.
he drags out a sigh. feigning in annoyance to your giggles, bringing his large hand up to tangle in the strands of your hair. he rubs the back of your head while smirking in amusement at the giggles he’s always thought were music to his ears.
“what are you gigglin’ about, woman?” he purrs out which makes you giggle even harder at the cuteness of your very broad and usually intimidating boyfriend. turned to mush right in front of your eyes.
you sigh dramatically and run your palm down your cheek “…guess ill have to stay home since my grumpy baby needs my attention.” you couldn’t contain the smile etching on your face as he huffs out a scratchy laugh, pulling you towards his lips as he presses a looong kiss to yours while muttering against it
“always so good f’me, ma.”
a/n: hi guys… i’m back and ovulating for toji
















