toji doesnβt mind when his woman has a full bush. You think he cares about some hair? You think thatβs gonna stop him? Absolutely not. And you only found out when you two were in a heated make out session, and you shouldβve stopped knowing you didnβt quite prepare yourself so when his hands started wandering, you immediately pulled away from him. βWhatβs wrong? You alright?β He looked so confused.
βYeah, no, Iβm fineβ¦I justβ¦I didnβt shave?β You wince at your words, practically embarrassed. Why should you be? Itβs normal after all, but your previous partners always made a big deal about it. Toji just laughs, and not a mocking laughter, but a genuine chuckle. Now youβre the one with a confused look on your face.
βBaby?β He tries to catch his breath.
βWhatβ¦? Why are you laughing?β Your brows furrow.
Toji shakes his head at you, unable to wipe the smile off his face. βIβm a grown ass man, okay? You think I care about you not shaving? Itβs fucking hair. Bush or not, itβs still getting ate,β he spoke so casually, leaving you shocked.
So now youβre just sitting there more turned on than before. It should be the bare minimum but the bar is literally in hell after how youβve been previously treated. βHair anywhere, I donβt give a shit about. You think I can go through with shaving my shit every other week? Fuck no. So I wouldnβt make you do it. Isnβt that like bad for you anyway?β He lifts a brow, actually curious.
βIβ¦I donβt know? Donβt think so?β Youβre really at a loss for words.
βOh well, who cares? Either way donβt worry about it. So, come here and let me keep kissing my girl.β He hooks his finger under your chin, pulling you closer until your lips are only inches apart.
βO-okay.β
this is one is a bit suggestive but I still think itβs lowkey sweet??? lmaooo