🍋 Toji Fushiguro | Don't Tease Me Like That

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CW‼ Degradation, Slight Spanking, Sadism, Torture/Teasing, Hair Pulling, Bratting, Orgasm Denial/Delay, Mirror Play, Overstimulation

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You pace in front of your bed as you think hard about what you're about to do. It was a bad idea, and you knew it, but some of the best inventions come from bad ideas... right?

You take a deep breath and shake off the jitters, adjusting your headband and fixing afro once more before sitting provocatively in front of your mirror. You snap a few pictures, the phone covering your face to just have the ears, tail, and outfit visible. You were dressed in a lacy, forest green lingerie bodysuit, donning cat ears on the headband, a cat tail, and you even went the extra mile with the collar; a dark forest green with a bell on the front and a hoop for the leash that came with it. 

You pose in a bunch of different positions, even clipping the leash to the collar and holding it away from you for a few pictures. You even take a picture or two discarding the bodysuit completely, opting to meticulously place your phone on the floor and your arms around your top to cover your intimate areas. Once finished you sat on the bed, your finger hovers over the send button, but you decide to bite the bullet and send it, immediately putting your phone face down on the bed. You let out a breath before giggling, only deciding to wrap a robe over the garment as you knew your boyfriend would be home soon.

Toji Fushiguro: Asshole; but hot asshole. In terms of your relationship, Toji was always good to you, though not being able to shower you in lavish gifts he would let you know that he cared in his own ways. As he didn't have a stable job (and is luckily going through counselling for his addiction), Toji had to do a lot of different odd jobs to help you out around the house. You didn't mind, in fact it was the opposite, you were glad he was taking initiative and finally trying to get his life together for you. But for this particular job he was on, he had to leave for two weeks. 

In this context it doesn't seem like a significant amount of days, but Toji had never been on a job for that long, ever. And you know his history, with his son, his ex-wife, his old "job", and with that knowledge your imagination ran rampant while he was on that job as even the man himself knew you didn't like him working in his previous line of business. But surprisingly, Toji reassured you, taking pictures of him and his coworkers on occasion and sending them to you, even video calling with you once or twice. 

You didn't expect it if you were being honest, as you hadn't said anything to him about your concerns it made you fall even more when he so effortlessly eased your mind. Today was the last day of his job and you wanted to treat him, as a job well done of sorts. 

You'd made his favorite dish, still needing to make dessert, and even took great care in picking out the outfit you had on. His favorite color, of course, and Toji, being an "I -don't -give-a-singular-fuck"  type of person, has openly, on multiple occasions, chatted with you about some of the fantasies he's had about you; the most recurring being the cat ears fantasy. 

You didn't mind doing this for him, in fact you were even enjoying yourself a little, dancing around and posing in front of the mirror; you weren't gonna lie and say you didn't feel sexy and free. But your movements immediately stop when you hear a notification sound from your phone. 

You had half a mind to check who it was, but you knew when another notification sounded from your phone, then another, and another, and another, and I think you get where this is going? 

Toji had seen the pics and it was clear he was not happy. Or maybe he was?

Either way you just sigh, not checking the texts that your boyfriend was bombarding you with and choosing instead to go start dessert before you didn't even have a chance to.

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