mdni. 18+. thigh riding, spanking, handjob, toshi is possessive
"come sit on my lap, princess." hitoshi's low, saccharine tone drew you forward, your legs nearly giving out as you hurried to do as instructed, thighs on the outsides of his. "'toshi," you whined, lips quivering as his hands took place on either side of your hips, alluring lavender eyes piercing through yours. "kiss me," was his next command, tilting his head to give you the green light to press your lips to his, letting your hands rest on his shoulders.
once you pulled away, you were able to bare witness to the smug, cheshire grin on the male's sleepy face. his eyes peered into you, no, through you, lust burning in purple visionaries, clearly enjoying the power he held over you, no use of his quirk necessary to have you right where he wanted you. you let out a sudden yelp when hitoshi's hands came down on your ass, taking a handful of your pliable flesh. "need y'so bad, toshi..." you hummed, voice and expression both hazy with need. he stayed silent for a moment, looking up and down your form, lips parting.
"strip." toshi commanded, causing the feeling between your legs to intensify as you slid off his lap, eyes flickering around him as you began to undress, coyly avoiding eye contact as your top came off, followed in due time by your pants, bra, and underwear. once you were entirely exposed to the purple-headed man in front of you, he lazily tugged his gray sweats down to his ankles, leaving him in just his hoodie and his boxers briefs, tight around his midsection to show an outline of his aching cock straining against the material. "now..." hitoshi began, patting his muscular leg. "ride my thigh."
