husband!toji might complain every time he walks into your apartment when it’s filled with the scent of acetone and nail polish, but you’ve known for years that he loves seeing your little fingers done up with pretty colors every couple of weeks. still, he’ll scrunch his nose and ask you why you won’t let him pay to get it done and get the smell out of his house.
“because it’s something i enjoy doing. i don’t want someone else to do it,” you said with a smile. you twisted the bottle shut on the sheer, milky pink polish.
toji rolled his eyes and kissed you on the head nonetheless as he walked by. “why’d you have to pick that color? looks like someone came all over your hands.”
“no, it doesn’t,” you said with a laugh. “it’s pink.”
he snatched one of your hands in his large one and stared down at your fingers. “it’s white. and it looks like my cum.”
“it does not, you nasty perv,” you said, cheeks heating as you tried to pull your hand away.
toji’s grip remained firm. his eyes met yours. “last i checked, you liked pervs.”
“babe…” you smiled and playfully swatted at his chest with your free hand.
toji caught your wrist in his grasp. his eyes slowly raked down your body and back into your gaze.
“what? need me to remind you what it looks like?” he took your left hand, ran it over the bulge in his sweats, and watched your face flush.
“no, i don’t,” you said softly. it felt silly that he still made you shy after ten years, but you’d swear it was because he looked better now than when you tied the knot.
toji’s voice dropped low as he stepped closer, pushing himself between your thighs. “mmm, i think you do, babygirl. need those pretty little hands of yours wrapped around my cock.” his satisfied smirk glimmered in the daylight.
“stop it.” you broke his stare and laughed.
“never.” he lifted your chin for a kiss.
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toji’s green eyes met yours, dark and lust-filled, his cheeks flushed pink.
“that’s it pretty baby, use both hands…. atta girl, so good f��me,” he huffed.
the steady shlick-shlick of your spit and precum covered grip filled the room as you stroked his length. your husband groaned. he stared down at your dainty fingers, the way his girth alone meant they’d never touch - not even close. he was entranced seeing the way your wedding ring sparkled in the light. he watched the way your bare tits moved with every stroke. but your soft, perfectly polished fingers rubbing along his length, stroking his head, had him tongue tied and dizzy. you smiled at him with playfulness and affection in your eyes, taking in the sight of him all but melting in your hands.
“feels good?” you asked softly.
toji swallowed hard with a single nod, his breath heavy. you could tell he was getting close; his thighs started to quiver underneath you as you straddled him. a smirk curled around your lips as he looked back at you.
“don’t give me that fuckin’ look, brat,” he said, all the bite in his words falling short of meaning.
moments like these were the closest you would ever get to hearing toji whine, and he knew you loved every bit of it.
“you gonna cum for me, baby?” you asked sweetly.
his grip on your thighs suddenly grew tight, almost painful as he groaned low. you watched a shudder run down his body. he absentmindedly licked the scar on his upper lip.
“shut up. shut the fuck up,” he spat, a whine slipping into his tone of voice as his brows screwed together tight.
“you look so good, baby. i don’t think i will…” you replied.
your grin spread wide as toji stared intently at your hands working his shaft. he might have glared any other time, but he couldn’t take his eyes off the perfect sight in front of him. toji grunted through gritted teeth as his breath got heavier still. his head fell back. your pace slowed and he cursed.
“ah ah… eyes on me.”
his eyes were hungry and desperate as they snapped back to yours, raking down your body to your hands.
“there we go,” you cooed.
“your ass is mine after this,” he said weakly.
you laughed quietly, expecting as much either way. but right now, toji was putty in your hands, no matter what he claimed as his thighs trembled and his body tensed with every stroke. you felt how close he was, his cock throbbing in your grasp.
“gonna cum all over my hands like a good boy, hmm?”
your voice was soft and low, so pretty in his ears. it made toji groan as he came, almost whining as his hips bucked. thick, white ropes of cum spilled over your fingers as he watched. you carried him through and came to a stop as he panted, head finally falling back into the pillows again. after a moment, he grabbed your messy hand and examined it.
“i was right,” he said. “looks like cum. now clean up your fuckin’ mess. properly.”
you pulled your hand from his grasp, glancing down to see the evidence. you rolled your eyes. “fine, you’re right. better?”
with eyes trained on you, toji watched your fingers slip into your mouth before you pulled them out clean.
a smirk graced his lips. his hands ran up your thighs and torso. “much. put your ass up. don’t make me ask twice.”
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