stalker!toji, who first sees you at a bar and thinks you’re the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. his eyes stray to you all night, unabashedly undressing you each time, and he tells himself as he follows you home that it’s only out of curiosity.

stalker!toji, whose curiosity compels him to your window, where he watches you undress for bed with wide eyes and a pounding heart. his eyes drink in your nude figure, committing it to memory. as he does, his pants grow tighter, his cock twitching in his underwear, and he sinks a hand into them and begins stroking himself languidly.

stalker!toji, who takes his sweet time to get familiar with your schedule. he knows the time you leave for work each morning, the route you take — and naturally, he knows about your bad habit of forgetting to lock your door.

he’s an opportune man. a criminal with the will to match. and while his own heart may race, there is no guilt or regret as he creeps into your home while you’re out at work. he’s quick — masterful, even. and he beelines for the master bedroom, sniffing the air as though he were a hound before his eyes lock onto a used panty at the foot of your bed.

stalker!toji, who gets on his knees and plucks it off the ground with care, turning it over in his hands before bringing it up to his nose. his pupils dilate as he inhales your scent — so much more potent than what had lingered on the windowpane, so much richer than that lingering on your bed...

but it isn’t enough. not nearly enough. and he brings your panty away from his face only to press it to his mouth. his eyes flutter closed and his tongue darts out to trace along the dampened crotch, saliva thickening as your taste blooms across his tongue.

the groan he lets out is long and guttural, hips lurching forward into nothing as his cock throbs in his pants, and fuck, he swears he’s never tasted a thing sweeter.

stalker!toji, who begins to mouth at your panty like a drunkard, spittle building at the corners of his lips and against the lace as he laps at your dried juices. he sucks, his lower stomach rumbling with an indescribable hunger, and that craving draws him to shoving your underwear in his mouth so he can chew and suck on the fabric.

he does so with reverence, groaning and shaking when his teeth poke through the lace and graze against his tongue — like a starved beast getting a mere taste of human flesh for the first time.

stalker!toji, who shoves your underwear back in his pocket, cock so hard that it aches. he can feel his heartbeat in his pants, his head light and his entire body thrumming.

he knows you won’t be home for another hour, but it doesn’t give him peace of mind as he sneaks back out of your house and moves out of sight.

his mind is racing as he waits, the taste of your cunt on his tongue and your panties burning a hole in his pocket. it makes waiting so much worse, and all he can do is shove his hand down his pants once again and stroke at his cock, cheeks red and sweat sticking his hair to his forehead.

stalker!toji, whose need is as vile as he is. and now that he has your panties, has licked at them like an animal, he wants to know how it feels to be with you properly.

ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ ᝰ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗓𝗓𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖺 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝗂𝗌𝗍, 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆.

. . . discl. bittersweet, angst but comfort, mention of kidnapping, all with good ending, nanami, geto, gojo

. . . an. oh, god, this one hurt, specially gojo’s. he deserved so much better, somebody sedate me.

you're all comfy in his lap, back against his broad chest, in a private booth (thank you shiu) while the others in the group are busy drinking or on the dance floor. but you are more than content with just staying with toji. the way his hand strokes up and down your back, occasionally, going over your hip and playfully squeezing your ass as he feigns innocence !!

trying to get him back by teasing him, pouting as you tell him that you want his opinion on this new outfit you bought bc you don't know if the color fits you. and he does NOT expect to see you open a picture of you posing in the mirror in cute pink lingerie that hugs you in all the right places. “i like this one, the pink set was so pretty, but i dunno if i like it on me,” you hum.

toji is losing his fucking MIND right now, his arms gripping you tighter as he lets out a heavy sigh at the view. he doesn't even get a chance to say anything before you're swiping to the left and you grow a little shy, giving a fake little 'woops'

instead of a picture, it’s a fucking video. a video of you fucking yourself with a toy playing on the screen angled so only he could see!! the volume is low so only you both can hear it and toji can HEAR the wet gushing of your pussy, creaming around the toy as you moaned and begged oh so cutely. “aww...toji, I couldn’t even get the toy all the way in,” you whine. “only got it halfway…”

its taking everything in him not to just fuck you right now, to show you he'd make sure you'd be able to get cock in you all the way. "kook at my best girl, so fuckin' desperate and needy," he hums, resting his chin on your shoulder as he watches the video. "tsk, tsk, tsk...poor think, y'should be filled up properly, hm? stretched on my cock til you're taking all of it...i'd make sure ya cream for real, baby doll."

“i wanted t’ send this to you, wanted you t’ see it and tell you t’ come help me get it in me,” you pouted, leaning into him. "plus, when it feels too good i can't help but run away from it, and it makes it sooo hard t' cum, tojiiiii....you wouldn' let me run from it, right, big guy?"

the way you look at him over your shoulder with those pretty eyes that just scream mischief..."mmn, you should've. i would've come over right away. make sure we get some cock into ya like y'need it. stretch you out niiiiice and good, get m'cock into that tight, pretty pussy of yours...like the good best friend i am," he purrs, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

criminal toji (may contain cnc(???))

it was always on and off with toji. trying to cut him off after he- again- ended up in jail. but you couldn't, not when he was showing up in front of your apartment. one time, two three, four... until you completely dumped him when he brought his shady friends over, leaving your home in complete mess. the next day he ended up in cell again for 6 months. after that his friends were trying to break into your apartament, screaming shouting and trying to open the door. you had enough, moved out, changed your phone number and even work... even after that he found you. he chased you down. there was no coming back.

"so what's for dinner?" you heard his voice- you couldn't make a mistake. it was him. as you slowly turned around, squeezing the market cart in your hand, you saw Toji towering over you, hood on and sweats. "am i invited over?" he asked, a bit harsher this time, a scowl painted on his face. and you just stood there, not knowing what to do. "was changing address and work..and your phone number... planned, sweetheart?" he said gripping on the cart, his bigger hand covering yours. "toji- i.. i didn't mean." your voice stuck in your throat. you were safe, you both were in the store after all. but the second you leave, what will you do? scream? ask for help? will anybody even care? every time you both went anywhere no one even dared to look in your direction having toji by your side. so why would they now? "completly fucking didn't mean to huh? do you think i am that stupid?" he whispered angry and leaned closer, face to face. "you wanted to get rid of me? maybe you found a new man?" he asked, his other hand getting on your waist bringing you close to him. he knew how to find you, knew you didn't find anyone, but what if he was wrong? maybe you just hid your new man well? either way his voice was full of jealousy, looking straight in your eyes, at least trying to, since you just keep looking away. "toji..i just can't live like this", you mumbled quietly, trying to make some distance between you both, yet failing since his grip was strong and you didn't want to anger him too much.. since you knew he will take you home... from now on, his home too.