#pespi

“Hmmm.” Todou seemed to think about something for a second, before rummaging through his pocket and putting a small plastic bag with a single pink, heart shaped pill in it on the table. “If it’s really important, you can have this. It’s like aderall, a little bit, but it just keeps you energized and motivated for a bit.”

“I don’t know.” You looked at the bright pink pill. It looked harmless, its colour and heart-shape luring you into a seemingly false sense of security. You didn’t know that much about drugs like these, only knowing a few people who took them before exams to study better. “I don’t want to become addicted to something like that.”

“It’s only the one time, right?” Todou pushed the little plastic bag further your way, until it edged right next to your laptop. “It’ll keep you awake and give you exceptional focus for about four hours. After you hand it in, you can just fall asleep and you won’t feel a thing tomorrow.”

“... What if I get sick, though?”

Todou smiled. “You think i’d give you bad shit? I saved this one specially for you. I take one every now and again, and I’ve never gotten sick.”

“Ah. Well.” You thought about it again, eyeing the small pill every few seconds. Todou knew he’d won when you picked it up and slowly looked at it. “I really won’t get sick or addicted?”

“I promise.” Todou added. You’d known him for quite some time, and you trusted him, knowing he thought the world of you. It always felt a bit difficult to live up to such expectations, especially because you weren’t all that sure of yourself. 

You sighed and popped the pink pill in your mouth. It didn’t taste like anything, and you felt stupid for expecting to immediately feel something after swallowing it down. 

Todou had a stupid grin on his face after watching you take it, something that didn’t make you feel all too confident about your choice, but it was too late now anyway to regret taking it. He handed you a glass of water, before excusing himself to your bathroom, where you heard him snicker to himself.

Now to wait.

15:35. Going back to work, you didn’t feel more energetic or motivated to continue, even after nearly ten minutes of straight work. You sighed as you looked at the clock, only three hours before you needed to hand this in, while you’d barely made any dent in the work. Todou had also not returned yet. 

15:45. Another ten minutes passed, and if anything, you felt distracted. Your eyes couldn’t focus on the screen, the words blurring as you tried to read them. Your stress would’ve normally made you cry at this point, but you couldn’t for some reason. Todou still wasn’t back. 

16:00. You were just lying on your back on the floor, your fingers slowly moving over the laminated floors, the material cooling you off as you felt so unbearably hot. Why did you take something you weren’t familiar with? At this rate you wouldn’t get up before the deadline passed, too busy overheating and feeling every pore of your skin tingle.

16:13. When was Todou coming back? He needed to come back. He needed to help you. He had given you the pill, right? He would know what to do. You softly called out his name from down on the floor, your fingers stretching out as if they would be able to reach him then.

16:16. Your clothes were smothering you, you wanted them, no, needed them off. You didn’t hear the door open again, a barely dressed Todou walking out the bathroom with a red flush on his face, a wolfish grin accompanying it as he saw you writhing on the floor, trying to get your shirt off. 

“You need some help with that, y/n?” You decided you loved Todou in that moment, having finally come to your aid, even if your mind should’ve questioned why he was only wearing some over-stretched boxer shorts, the underwear clearly not made for men with Todou’s muscular stature. “Are you feeling okay?”

You moaned as his hands lifted up your shirt and pressed down on your skin, his eyes gleaming as you fell apart so easily, the mere pressure of his hands already nearly enough to have you tumbling over the edge. As Todou finally managed to fully undress you, your panties pushed into his own bag, he could nearly cry when you reached out for him to come closer. 

It had been an expensive fucking pill, for sure, nearly costing him an entire month of rent, but as soon as he’d been told of its existence, he just knew he needed it for you. 

You surely liked him, loved him even, but you were too shy and romantically awkward to respond to his advances, which he loved about you! You just needed a little push in the right direction, a nice experience with which you would finally see and feel how right he was for you. 

But he had time before the pill would leave your system, a good six hours the dealer had assured him, so while the majority of time would definitely be spent to service you and make you feel amazing, it was fine if he was a bit selfish at first, right? He’d paid so much and waited so long for this, he deserved a little treat, right?

“You want me to help you?” You nodded hazily, your chest rising slowly as you kept reaching for him, eventually burrowing your hands in his hair as he bent down to meet you. You didn’t do anything at that point, your own eyebrows furrowing as you wondered what you were actually doing. Todou answered your questions by finally pressing his lips down to yours, his mouth moving in tandem with yours as he passionately kissed you, tasting you. When he moved away, you whined, your head lifting to meet his lips again, but he laughed and moved out of your reach. “I can help you all you want, but you first need to help me a little bit, okay?”

“Sure, whatever you want.” You answered, pupils blown wide as you tried to crawl closer to Todou, his wide grin encouraging you to keep going. “I- I just need-”

“Shhh, baby, I know exactly what you need.” He sat on the floor and spread his legs, letting you crawl right between them, pulling you further up so your face was eventually level with the tent in his underwear. To see you, naked, head leaning on his thigh, was already heaven. Todou swallowed as he imagined what would come next.

As he pushed the fabric down and let his cock spring out, you looked at it with badly hidden desire, your mouth close to drooling. Todou’s eyes nearly rolled back into his head with satisfaction, mentally planning to buy more of these pills, just to keep you like this. “You just need to suck me off first, okay? I’ll fuck you right afterward.”

He’d thought he’d need to coax you a bit more, but your right hand immediately shot forward, your fingers slowly wrapping around his dick, your fingertips unable to touch the tip of your thumb, the prominent veins pulsing beneath your fingers as you slowly went up and down the shaft. Before he could gently tell you he hadn’t asked for a handjob, your head shot up and your mouth wrapped itself on the head, immediately trying to go down as far as possible, to fit as much of him in your mouth. 

The feeling of your soft and wet mouth nearly made him cum on the spot, Todou only holding back because he knew he had to last a whole lot longer before you would fully be sated, though he could also take the remaining pink pill he had to keep up. He’d managed to cum seven times in a row just imagining you, so he’d probably manage to last a while without it now he’d get to actually feel and taste you. 

Todou leaned back, utter euphoria enveloping him as you desperately tried to make him happy, tried to make him reciprocate. He rested his left hand on the back of your head, a wide grin gracing his face as he pushed you even further down, letting your nose feel the soft curls of his pubes. You gagged and softly slapped at his thighs, but Todou knew you’d forgive him for being a bit rough now, as long as he’d be sweet to you later.

Removing the hand and letting you decide your own pace, which started with you pulling away for just a second to catch breath, before immediately starting again, the sight of his hand still close to your face making you afraid he would try to push you down again if you didn’t pick up the pace. 

Meanwhile, Todou had no such intentions, rather looking around the room for his phone. He was still lucid enough to remember to photograph and film this wondrous occurrence, knowing that as soon as he’d sink into your cunt, he would be a lost man. 

Reminding himself he’d put the phone on the desk, he grabbed the device without stretching away too far, his height coming in clutch. If he’d needed to stand up for the phone, he probably would’ve let it go, never wanting to put your amazing mouth on pause. 

But he was lucky, so now he got the best of both worlds. Using his thumbprint to gain access, he quickly opened his camera and pointed it down at you. You meekly looked up as the tell-tale light of a camera blinked in your face, your mind slugging behind as to what it really meant. 

All you knew right now is that Todou was helping. It still hurt so goddamn much, your skin heating up and your pussy clenching so tightly it hurt, and you couldn’t think of anything else but Todou and having him fill you up and relieve some of the tension, some of the pain. Sucking his dick did little to help you, the clenching getting worse if anything, but it was something to do, something to distract you. Todou had promised to fuck you if you did, so it was fine right?

Todou laid down on his back, one hand used to slowly burrow itself in your hair and the other used to film the entire thing, his eyes exploring the ceiling as he felt the happiest he’d ever been. 

Thoughts of this being weird, questions as to why you suddenly needed to fuck Todou so badly, as to why your entire body hurt so much your mind could only think of him, were all ignored as he pressed down the hand that was on the back of your head, pushing you up and down again, treating your throat as his personal fuck toy. 

After a while he just held you still while his hips thrusted up into your mouth, his balls slapping against your chin, your eyes closing to drown out the ache in your throat or the pain between your legs as Todou got his fill.

“You’re such a good girl~ Y/n, oh god, I just need a little bit more, just a little bit.” True to his word, he only thrust about six times more, each time gasping your name, before he pushed your face as far down as he could, cumming down your throat. “Goooood girl.”

You slowly tried to swallow, a few drizzles running down your chin as he pulled out, somehow not a bit softer than he was just moments ago. As you looked up at him, he was widely and toothily grinning down at you, still filming the entire thing. 

Cupping your cheeks, he sat upright, ignoring your moans of pain and the way your hands pawed at his chest, wanting him to make good on his promise. Pointing the camera face-blank, your hair sweaty and your lips puffy from his harsh treatment, he decided the footage wouldn’t be complete without some confirmation, some assurance you wanted every little bit of what he was going to do to you. 

“Y/n?”

You blinked very slowly. “Yes?”

“I wouldn’t just fuck any chick that was laying like this on my floor. Why would I help anyone like that if they don’t even like me? Don’t want my feelings played with, you understand me?” You nodded swiftly, desperate for him to just get on with it and fuck you already. The pain was starting to become worse and worse, your lips trembling as Todou just kept going, kept talking. “So if you want me to fuck you, tell me exactly how much you love me.”

Your eyes widened, but there was no shame left in your body to stop yourself from the outpour of loving words that flew from your mouth in that moment. Even Todou seemed surprised, though his surprise quickly turned into a dark adoration, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “-I really love you, so please, please, don’t leave me like this, I- I- I need you.”

Finally putting the phone away, Todou clapped his hands and shifted so he was towering over you, your heartbeat going wild as he finally seemed intent to fuck you, to relieve the ache. Grabbing his cock with one hand, he finally lined himself up, the head pressing against your cunt, making you cry out and wiggle in anticipation. The moment he pushed in, you were lost, finally getting some goddamn relief after what felt like an eternity of discomfort and pain. 

Todou pressed his head in the nook of your neck, calming his breathing as he slowly pushed into you until he’d bottomed out, your whimpers and soft exclamations of ‘thank you’ and ‘I love you’ feeding his soul.

He smirked into your neck as he began to plan where he’d place the first hickey.