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thinking about how toji cleans you up after sex β not with the traditional combination of soap and water, but with his tongue. naturally.
the first time it happens, when you collapse against the mattress after countless rounds of intense passion, body aching in every possible crevice and mind hazy with the clouds of leftover pleasure, the last thing you expect is to feel straggly strands of black hair tickling your thighs.
βmmmβ¦ toji, what are yβdoing?β you murmur tiredly, eyelids droopy as as you gaze down at where heβs currently trailing several lazy, open-mouthed kisses up the skin of your quivering thighs.
βwhat does it look like, baby?β he rumbles airily between warm brushes of his scarred lips, dark eyes flickering up to meet yours with a hint of amusement glinting in his irises. βgonna clean you up real good.β
βbutβ¦ βm still sensitive there, canβt you just use a damp cloth or something?β you begin to protest, however your words quickly trail off into incoherency once you feel him place a smooch directly upon your abused cunt.
βno can do, pretty,β he huffs lightly, trailing a pudgy thumb down your puffy folds to where his milky cum is still slowly trickling out of your little hole. βi made the mess so iβm gonna be the one who cleans it up.β
βno more buts,β toji admonishes with a click of his tongue, wrapping a strong arm around your stomach to keep you in place while he blows a soft, teasing puff of air over your fluttering pussy. βnow be quiet and let me do my job.β
β¦well, when he puts it like that you canβt really think of any sane reason to argue further.
but despite how rough he was just mere moments ago while he was ruthlessly pounding you into the bed, the way he scoops his own sticky release out of you with the tip of his tongue is anything but rough β in fact, it could even be described as gentle.
heβll keep eye contact with you the entire time too, both pools of greyish-blue locked directly on your own with each drag of his bumpy tastebuds throughout your spongy, hypersensitive walls.
and when he finally deems his work satisfactory and pulls you into his bulky yet tender embrace, you decide maybe tojiβs method of cleaning you up isnβt so bad after all.