Apologizing to his tenant for circumstances that were beyond his control, local landlord Eddie Turley was reportedly forced Monday to raise the rent due to thinking of a bigger number. âYou can re-sign your lease, but I have to raise it by $250 a month because I realized there was a bigger number your rent could be,â Turley informed his tenant of six years, attributing the rent increase to a need to keep up with the rising numbers he could envision.
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Landlord!Jason Todd wanted to do something with Bruceâs money. He had seen firsthand the sorrows of Gotham and even though he grew up under a billionaire's wing, poverty was never something one forgot
Landlord!Jason Todd did indeed have a dichotomy of morals from both his days on the street and as Batmanâs protege, but one belief he took away from both was that the rich werenât doing anything to help the majority
Landlord!Jason Todd took his remarks to Bruce. The billionaire was a philanthropist but urged his son to do the same. He gave Jason enough funds to buy a series of apartment buildings from corrupt landlords who were grossly overcharging their tenants
Landlord!Jason Todd entirely changed things. He lowered the rent and incorporated fixed prices. People came flocking in and soon he was making a steady profit. It also helped that he was skilled in handy things around the buildings and didnât need to pay for plumbers or electricians unless truly out of his depth. (His childhood days stealing hubcaps and working with his hands were extremely useful. Who knew?)
Landlord!Jason Todd knew you as a name on a lease. You had moved into one of his apartments after graduating from Gotham University and needed a cheap place to live
Landlord!Jason Todd had met you once, when you first moved in. He gave you his number and you saved him in your phone as âHot Landlordâ
Landlord!Jason Todd showed up in jeans and a tight white t-shirt. From the moment you let him into your apartment, he could feel the heat. Your A/C was definitely not working. Controversy, you were in a tank-top and shorts. As he got to work, he wiped a sheen of sweat from his forehead. Meanwhile, you were all but gawking at your landlord. You knew a lot of pornos started this way, but holy shit, you didnât understand the appeal until now. Not only was he hot, but it was like Jasonâs presence in your apartment followed you. You tried to get some work done â dishes, emails, and whatnot, but you were acutely aware of him
Landlord!Jason Todd tried not to listen into your call when your phone rang, but what else was he supposed to do? The conversation didnât get interesting until your voice dropped and you muttered into the phone, âbabes, my hot landlord is here fixing my A/C. God, itâs like a fine snack just there in my living room.â You laughed and continued, âI almost wanna go in being like, âoh, no, I canât pay my rent! However can I repay you?ââÂ
Landlord!Jason Todd was a gentleman and didnât wanna capitalise on that, especially since he didnât know if you were joking or not, but his pants definitely got tighter
Landlord!Jason Todd knew he was attractive â he had been hit on many times before, but he did let his mind wander as if to what might happen with you. He wasnât blind, after all, and your tank-top didnât leave much to the imagination
Landlord!Jason Todd fixed the A/C and left but was horribly distracted the rest of the day
Landlord!Jason Todd got another text from you three weeks later. There was apparently a problem with your fridge. Jason was in the middle of a Bat-family dinner and just stood up, his chair screeching out from under him. âGotta go,â he said simply, ignoring everyoneâs protests
Landlord!Jason Todd stepped into your apartment with ease. âNo problem at all. Whatâs the issue?â You were in the middle of dinner yourself and making noodles. You showed him the problem and practically drooled over him as he rolled up his sleeves, kneeled down, and got to work
Landlord!Jason Todd made idle conversation with you, but it wasnât long before his hands migrated to your legs and his kneeling position aided him greatly in eating you out on the kitchen counter. Your nails dug into his forearms as you gasped out at the sight before you and the sensations Jason was bringing you. One of his hands was spreading your legs apart and the other was anchored on your hip. Your noodles burned, but neither of you cared
Landlord!Jason Todd was a talker during sex. He liked missionary best as you soon learned, wanting to see you as you came apart. That didnât stop him from driving you into the mattress however, the headboard slamming into the wall. âDonât worry, Iâll fix the plaster if it breaks,â he reassured you in a gruff voice as sweat beaded on his forehead. âBeen thinking about this ever since I fixed the A/C. Heard you on the phone, you know.â You could only let out a little noise as his hips pumped into yours, rocking your body back and forth
Landlord!Jason Todd made fuck-buddies-with-your-landlord a great experience for you. He could stop in whenever and was very good at playing out your fantasies. Suddenly, your appliances just started breaking all the time and so there was no other choice but for him to come over and fix them. Oh no, how horrible. He would refuse any type of payment other than you in bed, clothes stripped off
Landlord!Jason Todd really really liked eating you out. He was a proud eater and would grow out his stubble or shave it, depending on what he wanted to give you that day. His stubble had even turned a lighter colour from how much time he spent between your legs
Landlord!Jason Todd didnât love quickies or phone sex. He would still do them, especially if you were begging him to, but liked to take his time with you and do multiple rounds
Landlord!Jason Todd was very good at aftercare. He would wrap you up in one of his sweaters he conveniently had brought with him and clean you up so gently. He loved to tuck an arm under your head and you loved to subsequently bite his bicep usually leading to round two
Landlord!Jason Todd who was a bit nervous to ask you out officially. He loved your little rendezvous and knew you did too (you frequently made comments on how perfect his body was and would run your hands through his hair after sex) but didnât want to fuck it up. Think of how awkward that would make it all, especially because of the power dynamic. He would never even consider using his position as your landlord against you and he made sure to tell you that over the dinner he took you to and the bouquet of flowers he got you
Landlord!Jason Todd who was actually surprised when you laughed and said, âof course I want to go out with you!â He hadn't believed it at first, thinking you had just wanted a good fuck, but when he saw your smile, he knew you were serious
Landlord!Jason Todd was a bit quieter of a man until it came to sex. He would let you take the lead with most conversations and was very polite whenever meeting your friends or family (though you knew his sarcastic sense of humour would come out when he felt more comfortable around them). However, when he had you in bed it was like he had no filter. Every comment about how perfect your body was or how you felt around his cock escaped him. The obscene things he would tell you he was gonna do to you while already fucking you made you even more wet
Landlord!Jason Todd had more talents other than the sex, though. Because of his naturally quiet nature, he was an incredible listener that absorbed things like a sponge. He remembered so many little details about you and utilised them magnificently. He would randomly buy little gifts or send you pictures of your favourite colour out in nature with the caption, âthinking of you,â which he constantly was
Landlord!Jason Todd was an incredible cook as well (everyone, thank Alfred)
Landlord!Jason Todd who, on your one year anniversary, realised your contact name for him still hadn't changed
Landlord!Jason Todd got teased relentlessly by his family about how obsessed he was over youÂ
Landlord!Jason Todd knew he was gonna marry you when you slapped him over the head after mocking Damian at a Bat-family dinner
Landlord!Jason Todd let Bruce pay for the wedding, but Jason paid for the ring
Landlord!Jason Todd who proposed in your apartment after cooking you dinner. He was nervous as hell and stuttered over some words, but knew in his heart that you were it for him. He was so relieved when you said yes
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Your heart pounds in your chest as you step into his apartment.
Rent's due. Your bank account might as well be a sick joke.
Toji leans against the counter, shirtless, sweat-slicked from the gymâhis dark hair pushed back, veins crawling up his thick arms. A lit cigarette dangles from his mouth, lips curling upward when he sees you hesitate to enter in the doorway.
âAre you really just gonna just stand there,â he drawls, âor are you finally ready to stop playing house and pay me what you owe?â
You gulp hard. âListen Im really sorry but I just donât have it this month.â
He exhales smoke slowly with a sick grin, letting the tense silence fill the room.
âYou think I didnât expect that?â His voice is low, dangerous. âCute little thing like you living above me, acting like I canât hear the way your bed creaks at night.â
Your breath hitches.
âYouâve got two choices princess,â he continues, pushing off the counter and walking toward you, each step feeling like a threat to your existence. âYou can get out. OrâŚâ He grabs your jaw, his rough padded thumb dragging across your puckered bottom lip. âYou pay me in another way.â
Heat begins to flood your stomach.
You hate him his arrogance, his confidence, his stupid fucking smirk. But even now, your thighs press together.
âSay it,â he murmurs. âBeg for your rent.â
You blink up at him with damp teary eyes. âPlease⌠Iâll do anything. Just donât kick me out. I'm working on getting a job.. so just please."
Toji grins, slow and twisted.
âThatâs more like it.â
He shoves you onto the couch with one hand. You're beneath him before you can even blink, legs spread as he tears your pajama shorts down. His hand grabs your face again, harder this time, forcing you to look at him as he kneels between your thighs.
âDidnât think youâd end up like this, huh?â he mutters before pressing you into a rough kiss. âWhoring yourself out to your landlord. Letting me wreck you like itâs some form of payment.â
You whimperâbut you donât stop him.
âLook at this,â he sneers, dragging a finger between your folds. âAlready wet? Fuckinâ slut. You want this.â
âI donâtââ
âYou do.â He pushes two thick fingers into you suddenly, and your back arches with a sharp cry. âYou like being treated like trash. You came down here knowing just what Iâd do to you.â
He pumps his fingers hard and fast, thumb rubbing harsh circles over your clit.
âYouâre just a dirty little brat who needs someone to ruin her.â
âTojiâfuckâ!â
âLouder. Let the neighbors hear what kind lousy of tenant you are.â
You moan his name like it's your way of worship, gasping, legs trembling as he pulls away.
You whine at the loss.
He undoes his pants slowly, deliberately, letting you see the size of him thick and heavy.
âCrawl,â he says, voice deep and cruel. âMouth first. You donât get to pay me with your cunt until youâve earned it.â
You drop to your knees without thinking. His cock slaps against your tongue as you suck him in, choking on the stretch. He groans low in his chest and grips your hair tight.
âThatâs it,â he growls lowly. "Knew that mouth was good for something."You're better than the rent. Maybe Iâll charge double next month just so I can ruin you all over again.â
When heâs had enough of your mouth, he yanks you up, bends you over the couch armrest, and shoves into you from behind with no warning. You scream, half pain, half pleasure, as he slams into you relentlessly.
âSo fucking tight,â he snarls, smacking your ass hard. âYouâre gonna let me fill this pussy, huh? Stuff you full like my personal fuck toy.â
You can barely speak you can only moan, cry, drool onto the couch as he breaks you apart from the inside out.
âWho owns you?â he demands, voice dark and low against your ear.
âYouâfuckâToji, itâs youâ!â
âSay it louder.â
âYou own me!â
And you mean it.
You come again, legs giving out, walls spasming around him until he groans, gripping your hips and slamming in deep one final time filling you up completely.
âRentâs paid, baby,â he mutters, breathless and satisfied. âBut Iâll be collecting again tomorrow.â