Imagination Mover [Toji Fushiguro x reader]

chapter 12

Your tongue slowly licked up the pad of your thumb,wetting it just enough for you to turn over to the next page.
The novel you so desperately clung to,kept you occupied for the next hour.
Gustavo,the main character had ran his hands over Fatima's bare thighs.

She yearned for him.Her pulsating core spilling her arousel all over his fingers while she moaned.
Aah,yes.The love for a good novel.The love so forbidden which only made it more enticing to read.The Saltan's daughter had fallen in love with a Spanish prince.The two countries had been rivals since the beginning of time,yet there heirs had managed to fall in love.

It had reminded you of your need for Toji Fushiguro.How badly you needed someone you could never have.How badly you needed to keep your love story under wraps.
The only difference was..he wasn't in love with you like you wished him to be.

The sun had kissed your smooth legs effortlessly.You ran your bare foot over your luscious legs,curling your toes as you bathed in its warmth.Your bra hugged your breast tightly,your panties barely covering your thick cunt as you spread your legs slowly.

Your lips pulled into a small smile because dearest reader even you knew the values of a true novel.The author,Elijah Dawnings,your favorite author and surprisingly a male,always knew how to make you squirm.Like Toji could.

Dearest reader I say 'surprisingly a male' because throughout my experience of tragic novels,romance novels or adventure novels.The perception of a man in a woman's eyes was far greater than anything else us woman could comprehend.Im not saying the 'iconic look' for the male gender was something all we're good for but,ask a girl about what she wants in a man and the depth in her description would be never ending.
Woman knows what a real man is.

Twirling thick strands of hair around your finger you bit your lip.Gustavo really was an amazing man,he really did portray the perfect picture of a true Alpha Male,though one that was a lover and not a fighter.

Your body turned frigid,a small gasp escaping your lips.You knew yourself that you were not mad.Maybe,maybe a little obsessed but not mad.From the corner of your eye you were sure you had seen the living room curtain pull shut.
Was Megumi home?

He said he'll be home around one and it was only 12pm.Your heart thumped against its ribcage and a shaky breath escaped your throat.

Are you watching me Toji-san

An unexpected giggle escaped from you.Softly.Setting your book onto your thighs you lolled your head back.

Imagine that dearest reader..

Sunbathing in an open area..

Your shades shielding you from the harsh sun as you slowly grew a tan..

Your hands clutched your book ever so tightly as your toes curled..

Your legs spread wider..

And Toji was watching you..

"You're watching me Toji-san"

Maybe I should give you something to look at

Tying your hair into a ponytail,you stood up and walked toward the large glistening pool,walking down the steps.His fingers wrapped around the frail fabricated curtain and dark locks stood out to you the most.

You're so bad Toji,you are watching me!

Your body sunk into the water,sinking deeper until you skillfully sat onto the pool floor.Your heart felt light and your knees slightly wobbly.Toji had been watching you,who knows for how long but he had been watching you.