#alleys

Well, I said I wanted to write about Toji and well, I did. It's obscenity, but it's the first time I've written something like this so have mercy on me! Anyway, English is not my first language so forgive me for any mistakes and if anything, point it out to me! I hope you like it and enjoy reading!

Title: Curses, alleys and chests Words: 7491 I wrote this while listening to: It Wasn't me by Shaggy and Rikrok, 'cause I think all of this guy's music has a sexual vibe!

WARNINGS: Mention of blood, attempted rape, you have been warned!

YOU DON’T KNOW HOW long you've been sitting at your desk programming and decoding, your eyes are already getting crossed and dry, your butt is scrunched up in the shape of your chair with old and worn upholstery and you can't even feel your legs anymore, but you still keep on with your work. The only thing that fills your ears is the frantic sound of your typing after all your headphones had broken… again, you rub your eyes trying to get your vision to focus again, now you feel like a fool for having rejected the idea of ​​getting reading glasses, probably your eyes won't be so tired now.

Sighing you stretch like a cat with your back stretched out, you yawn as you look for the analog clock that is always in the same place on the wall, but you always forget about it, the clock is from Naruto of all things, you can't remember who gave it to you, probably one of the nerds in your sector, humph, as if you weren't a nerd when you work creating and reviewing mathematical and digital codes, who could say that there is so much calculation and numbers involved in creating games?

Squinting your eyes you stare at the clock hands and calculate the time mentally, 11:00 PM, you huffed out a laugh, it wasn't that late, it wasn't even past midnight. A frown forms on your round face, something was wrong, the old Mr. Watanabe, who works on the floor above you is very kind and always brings everyone a donut from the shop downtown near his house, and you're sure he's given you three donuts since you started your work day. You pick up your forgotten cell phone on your desk and quickly unlock it. The screen showed that it was five past eleven, but that's not what caught your attention, but the fact that today was the seventeenth of June and when you woke up this morning and got ready for work it was the fifteenth. Have you been working for more than two days without stopping?

When this realization hits you, you start to gather your things as quickly as possible. You weren't going to waste another second in that place. Oh my, it was really lucky that your cat was at a week-long spa. Your little darling would never forgive you for forgetting about him for so long. As soon as you get up from your chair, you feel dizzy and stagger, having to hold on to the table to keep from falling. Okay, you'll never do that again, you promise yourself.

You close your office, courtesy of being the best programmer ever, behind you and walk out into the hallway. — Hey, Jimmy. — You call out to your coworker who sat near your office, he was a typical skinny, freckled nerd with thick glasses who played Dungeons & Dragons in his mom’s basement with his other nerdy, loser friends, that’s how you defined him. — Hey boss. — The guy answers without taking his eyes off the screen. — I’m going home, I won’t be back until next week. — The good thing about being the boss of your own department and being the best employee is that you can give yourself time off. — Well, it’s about time, one more day and I would have thought you were dead.

— Jennifer would like that! — You say with disgust, remembering the annoying woman who works in the marketing department. You don't know why she's always on your case. I mean, more than half of the income in that place is because of you, but even so, that woman seems to hate you like Darth Vader hates everything. Oh my God, you've been here for so long that you're talking like the nerds. There goes your reputation. — Puff! She was already looking for someone to replace you. — Jimmy finally answers, looking at you.

— That bitch! — You say, showing your teeth in anger. — Bye, Jimmy! — You say, forgetting your anger because of the tiredness you felt, you kiss the freckled cheeks of the boy who blushes, ha! You loved tormenting these virgins. You leave your sector laughing out loud, going down to the third floor you hear the voice of that insufferable woman, there she was with a dress that was too tight and short for the workplace, with brushed and straightened hair, wearing more makeup than a streetwalker. — Jennifer. — You say in disgust as the woman turns to you, still keeping her red smile on her face. — Y/N, I didn't know you were there! Don't you think you're working too much?

— Well, not everyone here sucks dicks to make a living, some of us work hard! — You answer with a fake smile on your face, the girl who is with Jennifer can't hold back her laughter, but she stops when Jennifer gives her a deadly look. — I feel a note of envy. — She says trying to come out on top, but that doesn't work with you. — Nah, some of us have talent and don't need to get on our knees. — You say while yawning, if it were any other day you would be boiling with anger, but today your tiredness is so strong that you can't even feel angry at the lame excuse for a demon that is in front of you. — I have talent! — She hisses, her cheeks turning red with anger.

— If you really had talent, you'd be a department manager and not just another employee. — You give her a shit-eating smile. — What's wrong? Can't you handle it? I could have sworn your mouth was big! — You scoff. — If you want, I can give you a little help with… — You pause before making the okay sign in front of your mouth and sticking your tongue out in an obscene gesture. Jennifer gets so irritated that you can see her neck tensing. She screams in anger before stomping out of there. — Good riddance, Judas! — You yell at her as she continues her march. — You did well this time! — The girl who had always been there tells you with a huge smile on her face. You just smile in response since you don’t know who she is. You didn’t bother to record who the other workers in the building were, besides the few who worked in your sector, Mr. Watanabe, who gives you donuts, the doorman who lets you in even when you’re late or after hours, and Jennifer, who is the person you hate the most. — Thank you, I live to please!

You say goodbye to the girl before finally going downstairs. You could use the elevator, but they're always broken or full of nerds you keep your distance from. — Bye, Tanaka-San! — You wave to the bald doorman who responds with a cheerful "bye and see you next time." The streets are cold and you regret leaving your coat and scarf at home. You shrug your shoulders against the cold and continue on your journey.

Yawning, you rub your eyes, feeling the tiredness taking over your bones. Your job was usually easy for you, it was like second nature to you. Games were a hobby that ended up becoming your livelihood, but unfortunately, you had reached a stalemate in your new project. It was something you were used to, an otome game. You were a master at those, but the proposal was not to create just any dating simulator. It had to be aimed at an older audience. You're not that old, but you know very well what they want. Cute moments and beautiful scenes with flowers and sparkles around are even nice, but what they want is sex, lots of sex with strong and hot men.

You're not a prude, in fact you were almost a Casanova, after all what can't a confident skirt-wearing woman do? Sex has never been a problem for you, blink your eyes, lick your lips and let men think they're in charge, they like women who can handle a rougher scene, a little pain, you're not like those skinny girls, they can be rough without fear of breaking you and you like it when they're rude, anyway, back to the subject. Making a game about sex is not a problem for you, the problem is that you haven't had sex in a month, a little more and you could go back to being a virgin.

All your fuck buddies were busy with their jobs or colleges, some of them were in jail or had finally found their soulmate and the only one of them who was available was a mistake you made on one of your wildest drunken nights that would never happen again, come on, the guy had been following you and stealing your underwear, that was a big fat no. You could always go to a bar, a club and try your luck with one of them, but your job has worn you out the last time you tried to invest in someone in one of those places the guy tried to drug you so yeah, no bars either.

Unfortunately, your sexual frustration was making it hard for you to write sex scenes, I mean, you had no inspiration and it was hard to masturbate while working so hard, the story has to be good in your game, but what all degenerates like us want to see in these games are handsome men who are good in bed. You sigh, how you wished a man would fuck you hard until you lost your brains and couldn't even remember your own name and he had to have at least an anaconda between his legs.

You click your tongue, already feeling your anger returning. You rummage through your bag for your cigarettes and find them at the bottom. You pull out your lighter, which is shaped like a Game Boy, a gift from your boss to everyone in your department, and light up your addiction. You wanted to quit. I mean, you were already stuck at a desk at work and lived on fast food, but you had time to cook, and you added cigarettes to that equation. It was almost like attempting suicide. You smoked for the first time after one of your boyfriends offered it to you. At first, it burned and tasted horrible, and you wondered how anyone could put up with that. But then a friend offered it to you. Once you were stuck at a bus stop and the guy next to you offered it to you out of courtesy. Now you buy your own cigarettes from your favorite brand because you can't live without the euphoria of nicotine.

You take a puff of smoke from your cigarette and hold it against your chest for a bit. The burning sensation was helping to ward off the cold. You exhale the smoke and watch it spread in front of you. The Japanese streets are quite busy even though it's late at night, but this was Tokyo, a city full of lights and screens. You were thinking about exchanging your cigarette for caffeine, but it was easier to light up than wait for the liquid to filter and spend $2.40 on a cup of coffee every time. Your stomach chooses this moment to growl.

It's late and you're too tired to go home and just do anything, even instant noodles. Maybe you should stop at a fast food restaurant, but you don't want a burger and fries, much less a pizza. You've been craving sweets for days, so maybe this is the time. Geez, if Jennifer were here, she'd complain and make fun of you, saying that you'd grow as big as an elephant. Too bad for her that you don't care about that.

If you remember correctly, there's a somewhat dubious bakery nearby that strangely stays open during the early hours of the morning. From what you've heard, it has a divine strawberry cake and a decent coffee. It's also somewhat close to the station, if you ignore the fact that you'll have to turn around and walk five blocks to get there. You stop walking and look at the alley next to you. There are rumors going around that some strange guy is attacking women in alleys and they end up dead in the end. You believe it and at the same time you don't believe it.

You approach the alley, up close it looks really dirty and disgusting, it's darker than the dark side of the moon, another yucky nerd reference, and you can hear the sounds of rats crawling around there with their disgusting little paws and disgusting naked tails. Well, after you get past that dirt and sewer devils you only have to take a few steps before you reach your destination. Well, you have your pepper spray and Jack, your taser that you bought after that whole thing with the weird stalker, so if it works for this weirdo it should work for anyone.

Determined, you turn on your heels and enter the alley. As soon as your body is hidden by the shadow of the alley, you feel a strange sensation, as if something is staring at you. You feel your skin tingle as a lump rises in your throat. Suddenly, breathing becomes more difficult. You stagger a little and almost fall, tripping over your feet. You feel cold, not only in your body but deep in your bones. You hug yourself as you swallow hard. You try to walk, but it feels like there are weights and weights tied to your legs.

A tightness in your chest makes you groan and drop your cigarette, which falls to the ground of the alley along with your bag. You cough as you fall to your knees on the ground, something is rising forcefully up your throat. You lean forward as you vomit a lot of blood onto the ground in front of you. Your vision blurs as tears sting your eyes, you stare in horror at the red stain in front of you, with trembling hands you touch your lips and feel the warm, thick thing on them, that on the ground was really your blood. A pressure forces your shoulders down and you spit out more blood. — Cough, cough. — You cough as you cry, feeling the iron taste of blood in your mouth, so was this how you would die?

Right there in the middle of that alley alone vomiting blood, without having sex one last time or finishing that damn game. You clutch your belly when you feel something inside it twist and turn, your poor cat would be an orphan. You had your check-ups and everything was fine so why are you here dying, it was a good time to regret not believing in God, this would be the right time to have someone to curse or bargain with.

A strange noise as if something was coming out of the water catches your attention, with blurred vision and barely breathing you look ahead and turn pale with what you see, coming out of the ground as if it were a puddle of water is the grotesque figure of an octopus man, his dark green skin is disgusting glowing in the dark, his eyes are black balls and a beak appears from under his beard made of mine tentacles.

The thing laughs heartily, making its tentacles swing. — It seems you fell into my trap, foolish human! — He says with gusto, but you didn’t notice he was talking because your head was focused on something else. — Holy shit, it’s Davy Jones! — You say, surprised that you were raving about the octopus man from Pirates of the Caribbean of all things, that was a pretty nerdy thing to do and he was kind of… different? In the movies he seemed cooler.

— I'm not one of your acquaintances, stupid human! — He shouts, getting so angry that small streaks of dark red light come out of him, you roll your eyes, even in your imagination men call women stupid? With difficulty you drag yourself to the wall ignoring your hallucination, you manage to stand thanks to the support of the wall, but even so your legs tremble beneath you. You can do it Y/N, you tell yourself, you don't have time to hallucinate in an alley over a pool of your own blood, you need coffee, sweets, to be fucked and to sleep, and you don't even care about the order, you're not picky at the moment, as long as all that happens that same night, you'll be fine.

You lean against the wall with your shoulder and stare at the octopus man, you rub the blood that stains your chin and say through your teeth because of the pain and dizziness. — I don't feel like fighting with hallucinations or nerdy references, so go fuck yourself and miss me! — You ignore him and try to stand on your legs, but that proves impossible, you were worse than a newborn colt. The octopus man gets irritated, but you don't notice it, too caught up in your mission.

— Don't look down on me, bitch! — The thing screams furiously and then suddenly one of its tentacles runs towards you at the speed of a bullet and wraps itself tightly around your leg, you scream in fright and fall backwards, you can feel the appendage squeezing you while its suction cups stick to your skin. The feeling of that cold and slimy thing pressed so tightly against you makes you sick and gives you chills, but that's how something comes to your mind.

A woman who just broke up with her boyfriend who was cheating on her with her best friend, her parents kicked her out of the house and now she is alone in the dark street while it rains, she decides to take shelter in an alley when suddenly a strange monster appears and starts fucking her with its tentacles, unfortunately the inspiration ended here, you had to have a romantic couple, but that octopus man was too ugly, too horrible and too much of a jerk to even give you inspiration in this part, well, back to part zero.

The tentacle wrapped around you tightens and you hiss, feeling the bone in your leg creak under the pressure. If it continued any longer, your leg would be broken. The tentacle continues to climb up your leg, leaving a sticky line on your skin as it moves to your thigh. You groan in disgust and use your hands to try to get it off you, but other tentacles advance towards you and pull your arms away and pin them above your head.

You try to free yourself, but those appendages are very strong and it's strange because since when can hallucinations be so real? Your eyes watch in horror as another tentacle appears and simply lifts your skirt up, you really should have worn pants to work. Your favorite panties, those pretty and comfortable at the same time, are exposed, the first tentacle rises a little more until it invades your underwear, the feeling of it rubbing against the skin of your intimate part is strange.

You let out a startled moan as the appendage begins to rub against your rim, you scream as it simply shoves itself inside you, it begins to wiggle inside you, that slimy, cold thing deep inside you is a horrible sensation, you try to pull away, but the appendages holding you in place are too strong, the tentacle continues to move in and out at a fast, relentless pace, the wet sounds coming out of your cunt that usually turn you on now disgust you.

— That's it, human, feed me! — The octopus man says with a strange smile on his beak. — I feed on sexual energy and the moment you came in here I knew you would satisfy me! — He says as a pale, slimy tongue comes out to lick his beak. — You must last longer than the others! — Ah, so that's what happened to those women, being fucked by an octopus man to death.

Another tentacle climbs up your body and enters under your shirt, going up to your chest. It squeezes your breast while the suction cup sticks to your nipple. You moan, you don't want this, to get excited by this, but your body misses a sexual touch and wants it. You writhe in an attempt to get free, it's getting too much. The tentacle that enters and leaves you quickly, the other one that squeezes and plays with your breasts and those that squeeze your arms tightly. Tears run down your cheeks. You sob but it was the wrong move because another appendage sticks itself in your mouth and starts to simulate oral sex with you, but this time it wasn't your mistake.

As the tentacle fucks your mouth and you feel the spit accumulating in the corner, you don't even think before closing your mouth and sinking your teeth into it, a rotten taste of its blood fills your mouth, but you don't let go. The octopus man roars in pain, he throws you hard to the side and you hit your head on the wall and end up letting go of the tentacle, you get up and even though your legs are shaking you turn and run, ignoring the thing's curses of pain, but unfortunately you don't get very far.

As soon as you turn around you hit your nose on something really big and hard, you groan in pain as you feel blood start to run from your nose, since when was there a wall right behind you? Were you so dizzy that you didn't even know which way you were running? You groan in confusion and frustration before you start to feel the wall that broke your nose, it's strangely soft for a wall, it's also warm and what is that? You put your ear to it and hear something banging there, what the hell? You spread your hands once more and move them along the wall until you feel a small dip further down and feel what looks like the most defined six pack you've ever seen?

— Have you stopped groping yet? — A hoarse voice interrupts your moment, you are startled when that voice makes the wall in your ear tremble and that's how you realize that it wasn't a wall but a very warm and divine chest. You move away from that piece of paradise with flushed cheeks, you groped a guy in the face and speaking of him, he is simply the most handsome man you have ever seen. Dark hair, pale skin, black and practically lifeless eyes, but none of that could diminish his beauty, not when he was wearing such a tight blouse, even the scar on the corner of his mouth was hot, even your little friend between your legs gets excited agreeing with you.

— Don't get involved in this, sorcerers! — The octopus man shouts furiously. — I saw her first, she's mine! — He waves his tentacles in the air, you almost smile when you realize that one of them is circumcised, but when you see how they swing limply in the air and look like canned sausage, you almost vomit, you don't want to believe that thing was inside you and in your mouth, simply disgusting.

The handsome newcomer doesn't say anything, he just gives you a long look, his eyes going up and down your chubby figure, he was probably seeing all the blood on you, the marks he left on your exposed skin and your disheveled clothes, his eyes linger a little longer on the line of spit still drying at the corner of your mouth, I wonder if he noticed the blood running down your nose that his divine pecs broke. His face wrinkles into a frown and he clicks his tongue. — What a waste! — He says with disgust and you blush at the same time as you get irritated, was he saying that because you were fucked by a scumbag octopus-man or because it wasn't his dick in you?

Tired of being ignored, the octopus man growled angrily and sent his tentacles towards you, you screamed in fear and stumbled to hide behind your handsome and somewhat douchebag savior. The stranger just blinked looking bored as he pulled a sansetsukon out of mid-air, of course you know this because besides playing games you see some friends and have nerdy friends and you're kind of becoming one of them.

— Stay still, doll face! — He says as he positions himself with the gun in his hands, getting hotter than before. You blush at his shamelessness. Who does he think he is to call you nicknames like that out of nowhere? Your cunt leaked happily at the compliment, traitor. He uses his gun to deflect the first appendage that approaches. He turns his body fluidly, which seems impossible for someone with his body. He spins the strange three-part nunchaku and starts to advance, ripping off the tentacles with quick, precise and strong blows. You just stood there, not knowing what was happening. Luckily, that fight didn't last long. It turns out that the octopus-man was a terrible short-range fighter. All it took was a few blows to the face with the gun and he was already on the ground, dead to the world. In fact, that fight was quite disappointing, but at least it lets you see long, thick arms flexed.

Too bad the stranger didn't think so. The handsome guy starts kicking the octopus man's unconscious body angrily, each blow seems stronger and more irritated than the last and in truth, as hot as he was, you had already reached your quota of psychopathic men so you're leaking. — Okay, thanks a lot for helping me and all, you were practical and really nice back there, but my time is up and I have to go so, Au revoir! — You turn around ready to leave there, get your bag and smoke four or five cigarettes while freaking out, but the handsome stranger grabs your arm so hard that you groan, you're almost sure you sprained it.

— Don't even think about it, princess, I don't work for free! — He says looking at you with furrowed eyebrows and you think FUCK! The octopus man's body lying a little far from you makes it very clear that you have no chance with this handsome, muscular man, you have no money, you spent all your salary this month on your debts and paying for the spa for your cat and besides your cell phone and your set of sex toys the most valuable thing in your house is your Levi Ackerman doll and you are not giving your Levi to anyone, that cost a kidney!

— Sorry, but I don't have any money! — You say irritably as you pull your arm out of his grip, it hurts like hell and turns purple almost instantly, but you don't have time for that, your Levi and your cat's pampering are at stake here. — Well, there are always other forms of payment. — The stranger says as his gaze travels over your plump form, lingering on your breasts and hips. — Okay. — You don't even think before agreeing and you can see that he was taken aback by the way a pout formed on your lips and your eyebrows furrow, sexy and cute. Come on, let's be honest, you want to have sex, he wants to have sex, why would you say no? He'll be getting paid and you'll be out of the drought, and your Levi and your cat's pampering would be safe, you were killing several birds with one stone!

The man gives you a dirty smile and before you know it you're against the wall feeling the heat of his body on yours, you can't even react before he dives towards you and attacks your lips. The kiss is neither passionate nor gentle, he slams your mouths together and doesn't even wait before putting his tongue inside your mouth, he searches every corner as if he owned it, he doesn't care about the residual taste of blood still there or what still dries in your nose.

His hands roam your body, squeezing your rolls tightly. He devours you with desire and strength. You scratch his back, needing to do something before the heat of this kiss consumes you. You feel that warmth between your legs and know you're getting excited. He squeezes your waist and you scratch his scalp. Unfortunately, you both need to breathe, but you need more than your partner. You breathe with difficulty, your eyes are dilated while your cheeks burn red. This kiss has managed to finish you off.

Still out of orbit, you watch him kneel down, the way he lowered himself was so fast that you almost thought he had fallen. He doesn't look at you or say anything asking for permission, he just holds one of your thighs tightly, the grip on your leg makes you moan. A finger fits into your panties and pulls them so hard that the fabric tears, you moan sadly, those were your favorite. The stranger pulls your leg and places his shoulder, he turns his face and leaves kisses, licks and small bites on the exposed skin and you bite your hand to stop your moans from coming out too loud. He gives you a look, eyes shadowed by his long, curled eyelashes, before bringing his face closer to your cunt.

You can feel him breathing in your scent, the scent of your arousal, and you blush when you realize that you're practically leaking. — Look at that, all soaked for me, doll face! — He says, and the heat of his breath makes you twitch. You swallow hard. Oral sex wasn't anything new to you, but it wasn't something that happened often either. But now there you were with a hot, handsome man standing on his knees in front of you, ready to put his mouth on you, and it was suddenly too much.

A shiver runs through your body when his tongue licks your folds and you throw your head back with a long moan. After that octopus man, you were very sensitive. Apparently that lick was to test the waters, because after that he doesn't even wait to stick his tongue in your entrance. His mouth moves with strength and confidence. He sweats your folds, his tongue swirls and swirls as it goes back and forth inside you as if he were licking a candy, and it makes you lose your mind. You forget where you are and scream with pleasure. Fuck, the sounds he makes while his mouth eats you are so obscene, you look at him while biting one of your hands, without it you feel like you might lose your mind.

You stick your fingers in his dark hair and pull lightly on the strands, encouraging him to go deeper and deeper. The man makes sounds of pure delight as he sucks in your flavor, it was almost as if he had never eaten anything so good in his life. The liquid from your cunt runs down his cheeks and down his chin until it runs down his neck, but he doesn't even care, very intent on devouring you, he licks you and licks you like a dog and it's so hot, you have to stop yourself from fucking yourself in his mouth, but something tells you that he would like you to sit on his face, but that's a subject for another time. You get lost in the feeling of his tongue invading you and in the wet sounds that escape him and that's when you feel it.

You feel that sensation of something growing in the pit of your stomach, that pressure that grows and grows, your body starts to catch fire. Your breath catches, your cunt clenches around his tongue, your back arches as something tightens in your cervix and you scream as you cum into that handsome stranger's mouth. Your vision explodes into white as the air leaves your lungs, your mouth opens in a silent scream as you continue to send jets and jets into the stranger's mouth who drinks it all with desire like a man in the desert.

You're floating on a post-orgasm cloud when he lowers your leg, you wobble until your back is pressed against the wall, your legs are about to turn to jelly and your head is so far away, in your entire life you've never cum so much from a simple blowjob before, not even after months without sex, you feel something warm running down your nose, your blood pressure probably went up in the middle of the act and your nose is leaking again, but you couldn't care less about that at the moment. The stranger laughs at the way you look airy and satisfied. — Calm down, it's not over yet, princess. —  He says cheekily, you blink confused, your ears feel like they're full of cotton, but even so you think you heard him say it's not over yet, destroying you with his mouth wasn't enough? When you come back to reality he's in front of you with the smile of the cat who got the cream, he squeezes the sides of your thighs tightly and pulls you up. Scared, you simply let yourself be lifted up and wrap your legs around his hips, and it kind of takes your breath away, no one has ever lifted you up so easily before, but after what he did to that octopus man, it shouldn't be any mystery, that face wasn't normal, but it doesn't make you scared, it just excites you.

— By the way, the name is Toji! — He says looking at you with a mischievous and smug smile. — In case you need to scream. — You roll your eyes ready to give him a very naughty answer, but you choke when he simply thrusts himself inside you, you hadn't even noticed when he took his dick out. Toji invaded you without even warning or preparing you, all he had used was his own tongue and saliva, you throw your head back as you scream his name feeling his member stretch you inside, Toji just gives another mischievous smile before starting to thrust into you without mercy.

His thrusts are fast, strong and precise inside you, the tip of his dick always pokes that little spot inside you that makes you see stars, his penis is big and thick and opens you up like a pipe cleaner. Your body rocks against the wall of that alley, Toji is deep inside you, but so deep that your mind starts to turn to jelly, with each stroke of his cock you feel your consciousness leaving you. His mouth bites your neck hard and you moan feeling his teeth marking you, you moan as your toes try to curl inside your leather shoes.

His big hands were squeezing your ass tightly, will he leave marks? You want to know that you will have marks of him on your body, you want to feel him inside you for days on end. One of his hands takes advantage of the fact that your blouse is still open to slip into your bra and play with your breast, his fingers squeeze the flesh there and then squeeze and pinch the tip, making your skin crawl. His hips thrust against you like a machine in a constant rhythm and with the same strength without weakening, the sound of his skin slapping against skin and the wet sounds of his cock entering and leaving you floating in the air, your head is thrown back, you can feel the saliva running down your throat, but you are so lost in the pleasure that you don't even care.

You risk a glance at him and notice how he is biting his lip with his eyebrows furrowed as he watches his own cock disappearing inside you. So fucking hot, you think before reaching out your hands to hold his face, when his glazed eyes focus on you, you pull him in for another kiss, Toji seems to like it because he soon takes control of the gesture and devours your mouth with the same desire as before, your hand pulls his hair and you whimper feeling wave after wave of pleasure.

You bite his lip when the kiss ends, you stare into his eyes clouded with desire and lust and you can feel how his already monstrous cock simply seems to double in size inside you. You can't believe that you're being fucked by a complete stranger in the middle of an alley, your eyes dart to the entrance barely. The alleyway is lit up and you can still see the lights of Tokyo lit up while cars and pedestrians still cross the streets. You should hate this, feel tremendous shame just imagining some of the passersby hearing your obscene sounds and coming to check it out, but the thought of you two being caught fucking like animals in heat only turns you on more. Toji buries his face in your bust, you can feel him licking and biting the skin of your breasts and you just throw your head back moaning like a whore. At that moment you didn't care if someone would catch you with a dick shoved deep inside you, fuck that, Toji was the biggest dick you've ever had inside you, it was burning and burning your insides, but this pain was so good that you were practically bouncing on him. This was the best thing that happened to you after having his mouth on your cunt.

— Look at you, your cunt welcomes me so well! — He whispers in your ear. — What a wonderful little cunt, taking me like that. — He presses you closer to the wall and the speed of his hips increases even more, what an insatiable man. You feel that twinge again and know you're coming a second time. — Toji! — You scream his name as you cum. — Fuck! — He growls as he feels you tightening around his cock and covering it with your cream. His thrusts continue brutally, overexerting you, your cunt practically drooling cum, completely mistreated and fucked.

You can only cry and beg him to stop as he continues to pump himself inside you. Your cunt contracts and contracts on his cock, taking everything he gives with desire. — What a greedy girl! —  He jokes before grunting, putting more force into his hips. You don't even know what you're saying with the post-orgasm cloud clouding your mind, you ask him to stop, skin for him to fuck you harder, you don't even know what you want anymore and that's how less than two minutes after cumming for the second time you come for the third time effortlessly.

Your head falls back along with your arms that hang limply at your sides, it's official, your mind is out, he's fucked you until your brains are fried. Your body rocks up and down scraping against the alley wall in time with his brutal thrusts, your bones no longer exist and all you can do is float in pleasure as you let him use your body as he pleases.

You've never cum so many times in such a short period of time, not even when you were still new to this and the scent of virginity was exuding from you, apparently that was enough. His thrusts start to weaken a little and lose their constant and desperate rhythm and you don't need more to know that he's coming, Toji buries his face in your breasts again and scrapes his teeth against their skin, giving you shivers, you just struggle to keep your legs wrapped around him.

He grunts as he cums as he pumps and pumps cum inside you that paints your insides white, he keeps pushing himself inside you as the wave of orgasm ravages his body. — Toji! — You scream his name as you cum a fourth time with him, but this time you practically squirt on his cock, your whole body trembles in spasms and it feels like all your strength has drained from you. He rests his head on your shoulder as he breathes deeply catching his breath, after being fucked so thoroughly like this his hands itch to light his cigarette and feel the nicotine relaxing his aching muscles, but unfortunately his bag is on the other side of the alley with your cigarettes.

And so it is, with him inside you after being fucked in the middle of a dark and smelly alley with the carcass of an octopus-man a few meters away from you while your mind is puree you have an epiphany. Your protagonist does not know the truth about the world, while she walks down the streets with her head down after being betrayed and thrown out on the street she finds the first truth she does not know. The cruel tentacled monster that attacks her to feed, she cannot run or scream, and when all seems lost she is saved, not by the knight in shining armor but by a guy in leather who looks like a mercenary.

Terrified and scared in the alley she thinks it's all over, but it's not, her savior is not a hero, he doesn't do charity, he has no home and no money so how is she going to pay her debt? A deal is made in the alley as the handsome stranger buries himself inside her, she will be a warm hole for him, a source of relief, always cute, sweet and ready to take him anywhere and as this sex contract unfolds the attraction turns into passion and this passion burns to the point of becoming love and then they fall in love in the midst of monsters and others who want to see them separated.

And here was your otome game with a story, a hot man and lots and lots of sex. Toji finally pulls out of you with a slippery sound and pulls you off his lap. It doesn't take long for his cum to start running down your legs like a sticky white waterfall. As soon as you no longer have Toji or the wall supporting you, your legs tremble and give out beneath you, before you know it you're falling forward, but luckily the man catches you, okay, in fact you end up falling with your face buried in the middle of his chest again, but at least this time it wasn't hard enough to break your nose again and are you really going to complain? Those breasts were divine!

— This again? — Toji says as he watches you continue with your face buried in him. — If you keep this up, I'll charge you. — His tone was free of any emotion and you didn't know him well enough to know if he was lying or not, although a part of you said that he would be quite capable of charging you. — I'm sorry if your breasts are delicious and gravity doesn't help me! — You say muffled as you still keep your face in his chest.

You stare at him keeping your cheek pressed against his chest, you still feel your cheeks flushed from sex and you know that your whole face is still stuck in the expression of someone who has been very well fucked, in fact you still feel the effects of his cock on you and it is simply perfect. Toji stares at you looking deadly serious and this lasts for a while before he simply lifts you under your arms and throws you over his shoulder like you were a sack of potatoes.

— Wait, what are you doing? — You ask as he simply walks out of the alley and into the bright and busy Tokyo street, this attracts the gaze of some people in his direction. — You made me hard again so you're going to have to solve this. — He shrugs with you still on top of him. — Only it'll be in bed this time. — Toji starts whistling as if he was walking in the park.