Taste Your Toxicity (MHA AU) (Temp Hiatus For Editing)

(+18)Bragging Rights(🍋⛓️)

TOYA'S POV

"Well, I have to talk to one of them...I may as well enjoy this conversation. Whoever knocks on that door next, between Damia and Hawks...they are in trouble..." I carefully tuck a long chain under the blanket I'm using as a pillow. I'm dressed it a white loose tank tank and grey sweats. (Yes Grey.) Laying on my back, with my knee bent to the ceiling and my arm draped over my face. I turn on the RGB's that go around my ceiling to a red light that floods the room, my dad got them for me as a small gift.

Knocking comes from my bedroom door. "Come in, shut the door behind you." Damia opens the door and comes in and shuts the door behind her. "You want to explain why you were at UA? she crosses her arms. I stand up slowly and walk over to her. "Yeah, we can talk about it..." I move behind her and grab her hips, setting my chin in the crook of her neck. "But can we talk while doing something more... exciting?" Damia's face flush as I start to kiss her neck, moving my hands gradually up her sides, pulling her shirt up as I raise my hands up her sides. Chills cover her skin. "Mh...I like that..." I whisper in her ear as I push her towards the bed.

I pushed her onto her back as she gasps from the force, as I'm eyeing her like candy. "You get 3 questions, during this whole thing. So choose wisely." I pull her hips to the end of the bed, pushing myself against her. Gently I grab her chin making her sit up, slowly moving my face towards hers to kiss her. Damia kisses back, as it turns into a rough yet passionate kiss. I grab the chain from under the blanket and slowly pull my arm around her back to pass the chain to my other hand, careful not to touch the chain to her back, yet.

I pull on the chain, upward quickly and let it go loose again. Damia's pulled to my chest as the chain is tucked under her arms before the chain glides down her slides a bit as I loosened it, her body is completely against mine. "Take off your clothes." Her face is heated as chills dance across her arms, Damia slowly strips her clothes letting them slide to the floor off my bed. Damia looks up at me, running her hands up my chest and tugging my shirt up. "Not this time, sweetheart. This is my scene, you do as your told. Young lady, you like someone in control?" Damia gently nods.

"Sit on the edge and spread your legs, slut." Damia scoots to the edge and shyly opens her legs. I slowly pull the chain down so it's sits at her lower back, the chain is to my stomach as I face her. I look into her eyes as I move the chain down. Moving the cold chain briefly against her forest green thong, she shudders. "Swing your leg over my arm, I want your ass facing me." Damia does exactly what I say and moves so the chain is pulled around her back, between her legs and out towards my lap. I wrap the chains once more around her thighs, I move the chain to one hand and glide my hand across the fabric between her legs. Sliding the fabric over I rub my fingers against her folds as she grinds against my hand for more.

"I think after this, you'll deserve bragging rights." I say as I tug my sweats down.