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chososluv · 1 year ago

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P L U G T O J I !

✎₊˚⊹♡ summary: i just got the thinking about toji fucking you with a chain on and how drastically different he would be from plug!choso and well... she came out!

🏷 tags/warnings: smut. fem!reader, reader has vagina, black coded, big dick toji, pet names (ma, mamas, daddy) daddy is used as "hey zaddy" not in a ddlg kind of way, slight size kink bc toji is huge squirting, fingering, some degradation, toji being a meanie its why we love him. dom!toji, cervix touching, deepthroating, weed smoking, mentions of criminal activity, toji is as toxic ass mf, reader is a fly ass bitch, toji fucking you w the chain on cuz duhhhh! Also subject to be edited

✎₊˚ word count: 6.5k sorry i had a lot to say about plug!toji yall!

Plug!Toji who is drastically different than plug!choso from personalities and down to how you meet.

You were college girl and Plug!Toji is the king of the city you moved to. You two lived in separate worlds until you decided further education was not for you and dropped out. It wasn't the fact that you weren't making grades — you were on the dean's list the entire time you were there — but you suddenly felt bored. Destined for more, you submitted those drop out papers and felt instant relief knowing that was the right decision. Now that you had time to pursue something other than college, you started bouncing around jobs. Retail job here, customer service agent there, eventually you tried out being a bottle girl at a local luxurious nightclub after being referred through a friend of a friend. That decision led you to be tangled with the notorious Toji Fushiguro.

Plug!Toji flew back to the city on this particular day. He touched down and decided immediately he need to be fucked up with a pretty woman in his lap. He went to his penthouse condominium, ridding himself of his clothes to start a hot shower before he got ready to go to one of his favorite clubs.

The same one you happened to work at full time now

Plug!Toji waited for the shower to get hot when one of his trusted men, Gojo Satoru, sent him the details of the section booked, followed with a selfie of him and an unknown's stripper's ass, grinning really hard. Toji could only grunt out a small laugh, tossing his phone onto the counter and climbing into the shower.

Originally not scheduled, you picked up a shift that fateful night Plug!Toji arrived back in town. You wanted the extra cash — and needed to justify spending money on getting your hair done into a smooth silk press. Your hair was long and straight down your back, and you looked absolutely divine. You garnered more attention that night from both clients and coworkers. You only laugh off each compliment, saying thank you, before tossing the strands over your shoulder. You had time for nothing more. You were here to get your bag and go.

Absorbed in your bag chasing, you failed to notice Plug!Toji watching you from his section. Satoru had the section packed with a plethora of strippers and bottle girls but you were all he could find himself focused on. Strippers kept trying to get his attention but he shooed him away every time as he watched you bring a bottle to a table. He saw your gorgeous smile all the way from his section. He continued to watch you and he took a generous swig from the Hennessy bottle. He doesn't flinch as the dark brown liquid raced its way bitterly down his throat. He still didn't care. His only focus was on the pretty woman with the exuberant personality he saw from across the way. You.

"Wait, I think the Toji is staring at you." One of your coworkers peeped as you were walking to the bar to prepare another drop on a table. The other one looked over and saw the big brooding man staring shamelessly in your direction. She quickly looked back to the rest of you before joining in the confirmation.

"He's definitely looking this way, but could he really be staring at y/n?" The other asked, clearly not attempting to hide her jealousy and you laughed. You only shook your head, not even bothering to look at who they were talking about because again, you were here to get your bag and not fawn over men. Money was the only thing on your mind and these men had to prove they were worthy of your attention. The three of you approach the bar before you replied.

"Girl not you sounding like a damn hater," you checked her, "we'll revisit that comment later, but either way I have no idea who that man is." You continued as you watch the bartenders finish up the last touches on the bottles you were delivering. The girl only rolled her eyes.

"Even more reason why I hope he's not looking at you. You're too new around here and you getting all the high end clients-" You looked directly at your coworker.

"You worry about the wrong damn things. Focus on ya bag and maybe you won't be so hurt when someone new comes in and takes up your clients." You snapped, not bothered — or concerned — if customers heard. This coworker in particular had been testing you since you got here and were sick of the unwarranted attitude. The witnessing coworker whistled.

"Y/N got a point. Step ya pussy up and maybe you'll party with Fushiguro one day." She said, defending you and that was all you needed to hear. You heard her fix to say something else, but then your manager popped up next to you three. A big grin was on his face

"Ladies, Yuki is going to fill in for Y/N. Toji Fushiguro just bought Y/N for the rest of the night." You raised your eyebrow and turned to face your manager. You didn't even bother to sneak a glance at your hater coworker. You knew she was fuming but that wasn't your focus. You had a smile stretched across your lips.

"How much?"

"Shit, probably enough to pay off the remainder of your loans from school. I know I could go out and buy a car with the money he just offered off tip alone." He said honestly and that was all you needed.

Plug!Toji who watched your manager fill you in from a distance. He immediately got up from the section, not wanting to share you with anyone. He descended from the stairs with suave arrogance as if he owned the place. Shit, he pretty much did one way or another with the way he ran this city. Everyone ate out of his hand whether they knew it or not. He continued his descension and that's when you finally looked in his direction. You unknowingly clenched your fist when you settled on his face, the look of an adonis but eyes of something so evil and sinister. You felt the tides change in that moment and knew your world was about to shift tremendously.

Plug!Toji stalks up on you, towering over you and your manager. He offers his free hand that wasn't holding the Hennessy bottle. His hands are cold. . .

so why was your palm so hot when he held it?

"You're y/n?" you nodded, "you ever fucked with someone who could buy you fucking the world, pretty girl?" Toji asked, quickly inspecting your empty wrist and empty ring finger. Perfect. That meant it would easier for him to snatch you up if you didn't have anyone at home waiting for you.

"Nah, but I assume you're about to change that, Toji?" Your mouth moved before you could stop yourself. He could only smirk and he bit his lip as he looked at you up and down. Your manager sensed he was no longer needed and walked himself away as he felt the wad of cash in his pocket - courtesy of Toji bribing for your time.

"Had a feeling you had a mouth on you," he brought his lips close to your ear, "glad to know I was right." A shiver skated down your spine and you felt goosebumps prickle on your arms. You brought your face back to look at him, shooting him a mischievous grin and Toji felt something adjacent to love in that moment. A desire to have you to himself had grew even more. You leaned close to him and he brought his ear back down to you so you could speak clear into it.

"I'd love to know what else you suspect about me, Toji." You challenged, voice something sensual and thick with sultry honey. He traced a thumb over your knuckle and replied back.

"Careful with me, baby. I just might snatch you up and never bring you back." Toji warned. You probably should have took some time to think about what he was saying, but you felt high off this banter alone and wanted to do anything to keep it going. So, you licked your lips, stepped close to him and placed a testy hand on his stomach and spoke.

"What if I been waiting for you to come do that, Fushiguro?" You said. You removed your lips from his ear to capture the look in his eyes. Sensual darkness passed over and he grinned sinfully, that scar lifted at the corner of his mouth. You had only just fully realized how eerie he looked with it, but for some reason you wondered what it would be like if he let you licked it. . .

"Then," he broke your thoughts, "lets go ahead and get acquainted, baby. Whatcha say?" He questioned and you nodded. He smirked again and took a final swig of the Hennessy bottle. He looked to his left to see your coworker from earlier gawking at you two. He motioned her over, excitement came across her face as she thought she was joining in on you. However, Toji placed the empty bottle in her hand, patted her cheek, and shooed her away. He focused his attention back on you before witnessing the crestfallen look on her face. You couldn't even attempt to shoot her a fake sympathetic look because you started squealing.Toji literally snatches you up and takes you out of main room and to the lounge he faithfully rents out.

Plug!Toji who had you squeezing your legs tight as he carried you to keep your cunt from fluttering. The brute exhibit of his strength had you swoon as he balanced you with one arm. He took you to his favorite lounge where drinks and pre-rolled blunts were already waiting. He took a seat on the plush couch and you slid down next to him. He stared at you all over, not bothering to hide his wandering gaze. He stared at you for a few moments before he spoke.

"You smoke?"

Plug!Toji who offers you a blunt - to which you gladly take. Smoking on the shift with this handsome man? That's a dream come true. You take a couple puffs, barely coughing and Toji is impressed as you passed it back. He takes a hit before passing it back to you.

"You be smoking, huh baby?" He asked you. You chuckled, nodding as you take another generous hit. This time you stifle a small cough and he laughed at you.

"Yeah. It's how I decompress." You admitted, coughing again and he chuckled at you once again. He rubbed your back jokingly to help you through your fit.

"Can't smoke my shit like its regular baby this shit pressure." He said, taking another hit to hold the blunt for you. You rolled your eyes, looking at him to see he scooted closer to you. You felt the heat from his body waft off his and onto yours, words dissolved from your brain as you looked at his appearance appropriately. His all black outfit with a black tee, jeans, and shoes - a simple yet sexy monochrome moment. A thick gold herringbone chain draped around his neck to provide a pop of color and you couldn't stop yourself from wondering how the weight would feel on your face while he fu-

"What you looking at, y/n?" Toji asked, smirking at you once again as he caught you staring at him in deep thought. You subconsciously licked your lips as while staring at his chain and he felt compelled to call you out on it. You snapped from your gaze, trance lifted and your eyes shifted back to his. You only smiled.

“Your chain, daddy.” You teased and he shifted at the pet name that rolled off your tongue. He didn't even try to hide his sleazy ass grin.

“What about my chain, ma?” He took a final hit of the blunt, ashed the rest in the tray. Leaning back into the couch, he stretched out his legs and patted a broad hand on his lap. You knew this signal, and usually you ignore it but with Toji? You obeyed and got up to slide into his lap. You placed an arm around his shoulders to steady yourself against his frame. His broad arms circled around you and caged you in possessively. You sunk into his hold and then you spoke.

“It's pretty.” You reached up and your fresh manicure set brushed against the herringbone. He swallowed when he felt your nails scratch against his neck and he only stared at your face in the lounge lighting. He’s allowed to see your pretty complexion in this space, gorgeous set of pump lips, and lashes extended for days. Your eyes looked from the chain to see him staring at you. You smiled and tossed your hair over your shoulder.

“Want one?” He asked you, eyes flickering to your naked neck and picturing how a matching one would look on you. He thought about adding a T charm to it so people know you were his. A smile on his face when he thought about it but it looked like he was mirroring yours because you had also smiled.

“Maybe. What I gotta do for one?” You teased and played a dangerous game consciously. You played dumb, but you knew the whispers about Toji Fushiguro. He was the top boss of the city and he did highly illegal things. Too many of the people he was affiliated with were fighting charges and RICOS. And you had sat in the most dangerous man in the city’s lap, and flirted with him as if it were nothing.

When you look back on your behavior that night, you couldn’t help but wonder if you always knew you were secretly made for this kind of life with Toji.

“Let me take you out of here and I’ll show you everything you can do for me, pretty girl.”

Plug!Toji didn't need to ask you twice. You immediately left without telling any of the girls and your manager. You texted your roommate you would be out late and shared your location with a trusted best friend and that was as much as you did.

Plug!Toji met you out front. He grabbed your hand and led you to a vehicle, opening the door for you to the backseat of a sleek, black suv. The leather interior had you wondering how much it cost as Toji slid in the backseat with you. The driver greeted Toji and he responded with grunted instructions to go home.

“Ayo you know the rules. Don’t look back here. And shit with this one,” Toji looked at you, licked his lips, and wondered how yours would taste, “if you even think about looking back here i’ll cut those eyes out.” You didn't have time to register how serious Toji’s threat sounded because he placed his rough lips against yours. You immediately shut your eyes, melting into his lips and you felt immediately brazen enough to grab onto his t-shirt to bring him closer. Toji could only smirk against your lips, seeing how you were bold and never terrified to be in close quarters with him regardless of his criminal status. He only wanted you more that night.

Plug!Toji who didn't give a fuck his driver was less than a foot away and he pulled down the raunchy work top you wore. You gasped when his calloused fingers pinched at your hardened nipple. The action earned a twitch between your thighs.

"I been wondering how pretty these tits were since i saw you and i'm not disappointed. They real aint they?" Toji said against your lips, he paused kissing you to cast a gaze down at your breast. He saw the perky bunch prickle with goosebumps as your nipples stood at the cold air and stimulation. You only moaned at his compliment before you snaked your hand that was on his shirt to the back of his head to bring him closer, aching to devour his taste of mint and hennessey again. You're stuck your tongue out lewdly as you drew him closer and he smirked sinisterly before you two kissed yet again. This time was sloppy and spit swapping with teeth bumping against one another as tongues traced one another. The taste of your strawberry gloss and tongue left Plug!Toji feeling greedy and he needed more.

Plug!Toji and you only managed to kiss on the car ride. When Toji was about to place you in his lap the driver alerted you two that you had arrived to his apartment. He grunted, pulling away from you to see your gloss smeared around your lips and pupils blown sexually. He took a thumb and rubbed the gloss off your chin as you tuck your breast back into your shirt. Toji reached into his pocket, took out a wad of wash, and threw it into the lap of the driver.

"Good job not looking. Y/N, baby come on."

Plug!Toji who wasted no time and fucked you crazy in his apartment that night. He brought you up to his apartment and was nice enough to let the door close before he had began tearing your clothes off. You can't recall who took off what, but what you do remember is the first thing he made you do was lay face down ass up on the edge of the bed. His hands caressed your ass as his tongue lapped up and down your cunt ravenously. Salvia and dripping cream dribbled down his chin and lips but he didn’t care. Your angelic wails melodic to him and each time you went an higher octave he felt his cock swell another inch.

“Sexy as fuck when you moan,” Toji complimented you, “pussy pretty and soaked too think you ready for this dick?” You were so delirious you agreed. Your cunt lusted for something inside it and you felt him tap on your ass. You got up from your position, turning around to face him as you sat on the edge. You looked up at him, his massive frame towered over you as he slowly undid his jeans, his shirt long gone but that damn gold chain still sitting grandly on his chest.

He settled onto the middle of his bed, free from his clothes and he gave you a look. You didn’t need to be told, and you crawled towards him, swift hands at the band of his boxers and you languidly pull down . . .

you gawked at his immense cock that flopped against his stomach, stiff and flushed at the tip. You attempted miserably to hide your overwhelmed countenance but Toji saw the way your eyes widened and snickered. You don't notice him laughing at you because you were still so mesmerized by how huge it was. The veins are engorged around his shaft and even though it’s so brawny and intimidating it’s so pretty.

"Never seen a dick this big before huh?" Toji teased you, a playful thumb coming to caress your cheek as you continued to stare at his cock. You shook your head, just astonished. His enticing mauve shaft with a pink tip had you licking your lips at his color. The tip bubbled with precum and you leaned forward and kitten licked his slit. Toji hissed, but then grumbled as you took his tip in your mouth. He moved his hand to your hair and held it back, his brawny fingers fisting it into a ponytail. His thighs jerked when you kept trying to take as much as him as you could. What you couldn’t take you caressed with two delicate hands.

"Y/N." Toji hissed your name again and gripped tightly onto your hair. You answered with obscene noises coming from your throat and mouth as you performed the best oral of your life. You were so determined as you were determined to claim him with your mouth. Toji noticed your stubborn nature and one of your hands snuck away to fondle at his balls. He cursed and bucked his hips up in your mouth.

His tip bullied its way down your throat and it caused you to gag, but you took it obediently. He carnally bucked his hips into your awaiting throat, more obscene noises tumbled before you pulled your mouth off of him to breathe. You gasped as spit and a little bit of precum slid lewdly down your chin from the excess on your lips. You only smiled, giggled, and then continued to massage his balls with your hands.

"Dick so fucking big, Ji." You said, fucked out just from sucking his cock and Toji could only smirk. He saw that look in your eye and could not believe you were drunk off sucking his cock alone. He almost replied but then you tucked him back into your mouth. Toji groaned as he watched you hungrily slide his dick past where you stopped last time, deep throating him.

"Fuck— mouth so fucking good let me fuck that throat again." Toji said desperately. You barely gave his thigh a gentle caress as a go before he bucked inside your mouth again. You released a sound that was a mix of a whine and a gag and Toji felt his dick jump in your mouth. He bit his lip, relishing in the feeling of your wet and hot mouth and pictured what your cunt felt like. He casted a gaze down at your legs to see you grinding your poor thighs together. He smirked.

"Rubbing your thighs while sucking my dick is crazy. Get cho ass up here and fucking ride it."

You pulled your mouth off his cock, lungs gasping for air as you let oxygen fill them once more. You got up to your knees, quickly placing a few fingers at your entrance to feel the slickness. You're beyond drenched and your glossy fingers were indisputable proof. Toji snatched your hand as you straddled his waist and stuck your fingers in his mouth. Your taste danced on his taste buds and he sighed with pleasure.

"How I taste, daddy?" You inquired, finding your voice now because when he ate you out earlier words were scarce.

"Fucking delicious now sit on this dick."

Plug!Toji had a feeling he was going to fall damn near in love with you the moment you deepthroat his cock, but the way you rode him with something serious he felt in heaven. His arms were crossed behind his head as he enjoyed the way you slapped your hips against his pelvis erotically. His groomed hairs sticky and soaked with your nectar. You huffed, tits bouncing as you ignored the burn that plagued your inner thighs.

"To-ji!" You moaned, continuing to bounce up and down on his cock. You strived to ignore the fact that his girth was literally splitting you in half. You could feel him in the depths of your soul each time you managed to bottom him out completely. Your cunt quivered each time and you panted out pathetic gasps between moans. Toji only continued to smirk at you, drinking in and loving the way you moaned his name. Why was everything about you so perfect?

"You're so fucking sexy taking my cock like a pro, mama." Toji grinned and the scar at the corner of his mouth lifted. He decided he can't take not feeling you against his skin anymore and removed a hand from behind him, bringing it to your waist to steady your body. You mewled when he touched you, not realizing you missed his touch until he placed his hand on your hip. You take one of your hands that was at your breast and move it to hold onto Toji's hand.

"Cock so fucking big." You sighed as you continued to feel his tip deep in your cervix. His cock pulsed inside you this time, twitching when your tepid walls embraced him. Your cunt throbbed, hugging him tightly to beg for his seed. Toji groaned at the feeling, moving the hand from your hip to your ass. He caressed the fat before spanking it ruthlessly. You shout and threw your head back as the sting echoes throughout the surface.

"Biggest cock you ever fucking had, huh mama?" Toji asked of you. He witnessed your face contort in pleasure as you nodded shamelessly.

"MMmmm, yes Ji." You're drunk off the thickness, feeling your cunt tightening up and that thread deep in your belly become taut. You felt it coming and you were biting your lip to brace yourself for the messy spout about to erupt from between your legs.

"You a squirter, y/n?" Toji already had an inkling what was fixing to take place. You nodded, hurling your hips down faster as you felt it coming promptly. The feeling knocked into you when Toji's cruel thumb traced circles on your nub. You wailed, screeching as your cunt sprayed all over Toji, soaking his pelvis and hairs once more.

"Toji!" You panted while you rutted your hips greedily to let the last few spurts of squirt leave your cunt. He grunted and sat up before throwing you off of him and to the side on the bed. You weren't given a chance to register anything before his raven locks dove between your legs.

Plug!Toji has one of your legs thrown over his shoulder as his tongue assaulted your folds the second time tonight. His tongue reveled in every last drop as it oozed out of you. Arousal coated his lips and he doesn't mind. He licked his lips before he suckikg at your trembling hole. You whimpered, wanting to run away because of how good his hot muscle felt against you. Toji only gripped your thighs roughly, surely to leave violet reminders that following morning.

"Fuck you think you doing running from me, y/n?" He swore, slapping your thigh and you whimpered.

"Sorry, Toji—" You attempted to apologize but he cut you off.

"Nah, don't "Toji" me now wheres all that daddy shit from earlier huh?" He taunted you, bringing a finger to your awaiting hole and you sighed at the intrusion. You completely forgot he asked you a question when he sunk a second finger inside. A loud squelch sounded out and your eyes rolled back and you moaned. He slapped at your thigh again.

"Fucking answer me, y/n."

"I'm sorry, daddy. Please—” You tried to speak but his fingers curling deep in that one spot left you winded..

"Please what, pretty girl?" He teased, fucking your hole with his fingers and he earned a nasty squelch. His tongue circled your clit and you cry out. Toji’s fat tongue was so mean and overpowering your poor little clit as he fucked it. He earned another gush to coat his fingers and on the sheets.

"Want that dick, daddy." You finished your thought finally. Your pussy finished its second round of squirting and Toji licked at your clit one last time. He traveled down and sucked the arousal from around your folds before he came back up to you. He grabbed onto your face and you opened your eyes, seeing him stare down at you with that precarious darkness in his eyes.

"Open, and I just might give it to you." He said and you obeyed without question. Mouth open, you stuck your tongue out as he gathered the spit and arousal left in his mouth. The liquid is on your tongue and before you can swallow it Toji's mouth chased after you. You moaned in the kiss as your tongues swirled together in a salacious dance. You were so distracted by the kiss you fail to notice he was prepping to slide in until he eased in you.

"Toji—fuck—feels ssssogood!" You slurred underneath the brute man as he fucked you into his mattress. You couldn't keep up, pathetic gasps and whimpers fell from your lips each time he pistoned into you. He only smirked, drunk off the sounds that left your lips. He knew you ain't ever had dick like this before.

"Could say the same about you baby," he looked down at you, his chain bumped into your nose but you don't care, you're in heaven at the feeling, "pussy so pretty, leaky, and creamy can't have no one else fucking my shit." He spoke about you filthily but you don't care — again. You only get enraptured off his words and nodded frantically.

"It's all yours, daddy," you're drunk off his cock as it continued to send you in a lustful spiral, "i promise." You approached your orgasm and threw your legs around his waist to pull him closer. Toji only grunted and continued to fuck deeper into you as you squeezed him tighter.

"All mine huh," you nodded as your eyebrows scrunched up, face contorting into a euphoric expression once more, "that's what i like to fucking hear." He fucked into you faster, his thumb coming to rub on your clit again and you cried. You threw your head back, screaming as you felt your body succumbing to the orgasm.

"To—ji!" You're choking, pussy tight and leaky on Toji's thick cock as you came. You creamed, sucking him in and gushing hard around him. Toji only kept fucking you through your orgasm, his cold chain continuing to dust lightly against your face. You became a whimpering mess underneath him, unable to comprehend anything as overstimulation took over.

"Fucking tight pussy tryna get me to cum in it the first night," Toji chuckles, "shit should I, baby?" You nod your head so fast you should have felt shame for it.

"Want it all, Ji." You tell him and Toji didn't need to be told twice.

You're cumming again when he finally spills himself inside. He grunted and groaned, the sounds melodic to your ears and your cunt twitched around him more. He felt it, continuing to milk his cock with your silky walls and coming down from his high. He looked down at you and saw the roots had turned curly and a light smirk came to his face. A moment passed when you opened your eyes and looked up at him.

You mewled, coming back to Earth and you studied the man who lingered above still. His chain is still swinging against your face but you don't flinch. Dark eyes peered down and you hold his stare for a moment. The scar caught your attention, and the fingers that were on his back found themselves sliding forward to trace along the abrasion.

Plug!Toji tried to ignore the electricity he felt when your manicured finger traced along his skin. The moment felt slightly tender as he held a gaze with you. Something short of vulnerability flashed briefly until he snapped out of it. He hooked a strong arm around your waist and pulled you up from laying on your back and into his lap.

Plug!Toji who sparked a blunt before speaking,

"Once you with me there's no backing out." A subtle warning that once you were tangled with him and his lifestyle that was it. There would be no take backs. You only held his stare and took the blunt from him. You spoke.

"Long as you don't play me for no goofy bitch we good." A subtle warning from your side and you took a hit from the blunt. Toji could only smile sinisterly at your attitude.

"Yes ma'am." He chuckled darkly, taking the blunt back from you before he thinks to himself.

yeah, she'll fit right in.

flash forward a few years later and your life has changed drastically.

You're no longer a bottle girl. Why would you need a job when you had Plug!Toji to take care of you and spoil you to death?

The same went with your apartment. Why did you need to continue to pay expensive ass rent with a mediocre roommate when you had Plug!Toji who was ready to move you into his two floor loft after that first night of fucking?

And last but not least? You're the queen of the city.

Just as violent as Plug!Toji, you always get your way and opposition was always dealt with quickly and efficiently. If one didn't like you, you just prayed for their sake you never met them. Probability very high that the day you two crossed paths would be their last.

Plug!Toji has you as his iced out baby girl who he spoils. He always gets you what you want whenever you ask and men who stared at you a second too long always got punched out by him. Everyone wanted to know who was this one that was always next to Fushiguro. They knew you were someone special to him because Toji never showed up with the same woman more than once, never had a protective hand on their backs at times...

but it was the gold herringbone chain with a "T" brandished clear as day that marked you. Everyone knew it Fushiguro's way of marking you as his.

And you can't help but relish in this new found life of yours. The luxury, opulence, comfort, and excitement it offered to you was unimaginable. Soon after that first night with Plug!Toji, he took care of you instantly. He settled your loans and paid your roommate off to let you break the lease to move into his apartment a month later.

"I need you close to me this shit dangerous. Here, buy you that Saint Laurent bag you been eyein' or somethin just stop that fuckin poutin'.'" Plug!Toji argued, tossing his credit card in your lap on the drive back to his apartment with all your essential stuff in the rear area.

And you did in fact stop pouting and purchased the Saint Laurent purse you had been fawning over. This wasn't the first time Toji asked you to do something and rewarded you when you gave in. As mentioned earlier, you quit your job a couple weeks after meeting him because one time he wanted to see you but you had a shift . . .

"Mane, fucking quit that place, y/n. I take care of you now." You could hear the annoyance in Plug!Toji’s voice as you spoke over the phone, but you were feeling reluctant to agree. Relying completely on him after what you had in your account was gone? You felt uneasy and Toji could sense it. You heard him shuffling on the other end.

"Y/N." He said your name that day and he sounded like he was in a building.

"Yeah, I don't know To-" You started to tell him your thoughts until you heard knocking at your door. You went to answer it, seeing on the other side is none other than Toji. You can't help but roll your eyes as you two hang up. You take in his sexy all black appearance with that signature thick gold herringbone.

Plug!Toji showed up with a present. You two went to your room, you huffed and puffed about how he was going to make you late for work but he ignored you. Toji occupied himself with the jiggle of your ass as you lightly stomped into your room. You had went to the side of the bed, placing the bag there before opening the gift. Toji stood behind you and watched you remove the tissue. You saw the black box, raising your eyebrow as you feel his mischievous hands on your waist and slowly slide up your body. He hands were at your neck when you finally began opening the box.

Plug!Toji sported that signature devilish smirk, moving your hair from your neck as you revealed the gift. You gasped so loud that day.

The gift: a thick gold herringbone necklace similar to Toji's, however yours brandished a "T" in the center. You gasped at how pretty it was but also the slight meaning behind it.

"Toji.." You were still in awe as he began kissing on your neck, moving his hands back down to your waist. He naughtily licks a stripe along your pulse, causing your knees to buckle. He held you up before bringing his lips to your ear.

"Quit that fucking place, y/n."

You didn't even hesitate and immediately agreed that you would.

And moments later, you were riding him with nothing on but that pretty gold herringbone chain.

bonus scene:

present time: you lay pretty in a bathtub, rose and cinnamon filling the air. The ambience relaxing and romantic with your plenty bubbles and aromatic candles lit. Your muscles were slowly releasing the tension from a long day of shopping. A way to decompress after a stressful week of being the fiancé of the notorious Plug!Toji.

Plug!Toji who finds you sitting beautiful. Your eyes are opening, sensing he arrived and your lips shift into a sensual smirk. All day you missed your man and seeing him waltz through the door all tall and delicious you were ready to pounce. Your eyes sank seductively and Toji watches that look pass over you. He sits on the side of the tub as you speak.

"I missed you today, daddy." You speak.

"Missed you too baby," his eyes look you over before speaking, "come out that tub we both know you aint tryna bathe right now." A cocky smirk on his lips and you can only chuckle. However, you get up, standing up from the water and letting the suds and bubbles run with the water down your enticing frame. Toji licks his lips, watching the bubbles fall from your tits, stomach, hips, and between your thighs. He watches intensely as you step out, water lands on the floor but the two of you didn't care as you stand before him. You grab the towel from the sink and hand it to Toji. He leans down and grabs your wet calf, bringing your foot onto his knee as he begins drying your leg off.

You look at his lap, seeing his dick laying against his leg through the tight slacks he was wearing. You bring your foot up, sliding it until your toes were pressing into the print.

"You hard already, Toji" You tease him, he only looks at you sinisterly, knowing he was about to have fun with you tonight.

"Don't play these games y/n you know I aint the mufucka for that." He warns.

"What games, daddy?" You press your toes harder and before you can register the mean look he gave you he swiftly pulls you into his lap. The towel is gone and you're squealing, giggling even because you know you're about to get put in your place.

"Oh we actin' brand new? That's cool." He strikes your ass, earning a lament of shock.

"Get your fucking ass on the bed so i can break this fucking pussy so you don't fucking forget shit again."

©𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐯 ╰┈┈➤ MASTERLIST!

#ohhhhhh I THINK !! this is it #she’s subject to be edited but im ready to bring her to the WORLD #𝐑𝐈𝐕.𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐒 #plug!toji #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #toji smut #toji fushiguro smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut

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sanzaibian · 9 months ago

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I turns off my phone angrily. I have barely touched down to Pudong International Airport, and now I have to call my Shanghai agent about how I’m going to be late, and that “China Eastern”, that company full of crooks, doesn’t even want to compensate my $4200 business class ticket for being 2 hours late.

“Allô ? C’est Julien, je suis enfin arrivé à Shanghai. (Hello ? It’s Julien, I’ve finally touched down at Shanghai.)” I say to my local correspondent, the one responsible for dragging me here.

- Enfin ! Ça fait une heure qu’on vous attend ! (Finally ! We’ve been waiting for you for a whole hour !)

- C’est pas ma faute ! Le vol a eu deux heures de retard à cause de soi-disants ‘vents forts’ vers la Mongolie… et ces escrocs ne veulent rien me rembourser… typique… (It’s not my fault ! The flight was two hours late due to so-called ‘powerful winds’ around Mongolia… and those crooks don’t want to reimburse me… typical…)” I answer, annoyed.

- Bon, de l’Aéroport de 浦東 (Pudong) jusqu’ici… pff… je vais devoir leur dire de revenir cet après-midi… (So, from 浦東 (Pudong) Airport to here… ugh… I need to ask them to come back this afternoon…)” He says, similarly annoyed, though seemingly flaunting his perfect pronunciation in Chinese.

- Ne râle pas sur moi, j’ai rien fait ! Je savais que j’aurais dû prendre Air France, ils n’auraient pas eu de retard comme ces asiates… (Don’t dump it on me, I did nothing ! I knew I should have gone for Air France, they wouldn’t be late like those chinks…)

- Roh… (Ugh…)” He sighs a while. “Je vais m’occuper de tout. Juste… viens aussi vite que possible. (I’ll manage. Just… come here as soon as you can.)”

I turn off the phone. As if I would waste a minute of my life… I’m Julien Blanc, and my time is money, just like the saying goes. As the heir of a multi-million dollars worth banking company, I have investments left right and center, and can’t let the next golden goose escape me.

Recently, a well-known investor, Pierre Zhang, let me know of a promising startup here in Shanghai. While at first I was understandingly skeptical, after all chinks are known for their plagiarism, I did check the project and found it to be unique, and even viable.

While I do know that Pierre Zhang is half one of them, so he does take their side much more than a regular person would, this time he saw a good opportunity. And it will be botched due to an incapable company that spouted nonsense about “strong winds” or something and was late as a result.

Angrily, I stomp in the giant airport halls, guiding myself thanks to my impeccable English – though, just don’t listen to the pronunciation. I’m stopped multiple times for security checks, and I do swear on them a couple of times, but they deserved it for wasting my time even more.

However, as I was striding in the main hall in order to find the metro station, seeing more and more of those chink hooligans, one of them shoves me to the side. He’s wearing a mask like the pussy he is, as well as a ridiculous oversized hoodie, some laughable jewelry and undistinguished sweatpants.

He’s left as soon as I turn around, meaning I can’t berate him. Youth these days are really insufferable. Where I grew up, on the Saint-Louis island in Paris, we weren’t even half as rude as today’s kids.

Scoffing, I continue rushing to the metro, though I kind of feel dizzy. Did he give me a disease or something ? When I reach the metro shoot, I see a barrier with policemen. Apparently they’re scanning for the coronavirus – they’re still doing that ? – by checking our temperature.

I go in the barrier, confident that I’ll pass the test, when suddenly, my path is blocked.

“Sorry, sir, please come with me.” Said a policewoman in her heavily accented English.

- What are you doing ! Let me go, I did nothing wrong !” I protest with a similarly accented English.

The policewoman doesn’t answer me and leads me to a small room in the airport. There, I see a bunch of other people with masks, waiting on seats. Showing me a mask, the policewoman explain :

“You may be sick. Take a mask and wait. - I’m going to be late ! Nothing’s wrong with me, just let me leave !” I say, though I don’t notice my accent shifting a little.

- Wear it or face consequences.” The policewoman insists, dangling the mask in front of my eyes. I sigh.

- Okay, but make it quick. I’ll wear 一只 (one).”

I squint my eyes. How did I say ‘one’ ? It feels incorrect, have I accidentally used French ‘un’ ?

I take the mask and wear it, still squinting. I still feel dizzy, so I guess the policewoman must have been right ? I take my phone out, wanting to send a quick message to Pierre about me being late, but something seems wrong.

When I look on my phone, there’s a weird app named 抖音 that has been installed. I don’t remember doing that. In fact, why is there even a Chinese app on my phone !

I click on it, and suddenly, videos start playing. I squint my eyes as I look at the videos of ch… Chinese people doing a variety of things. First it’s a video of a cat rubbing on someone, and that guy exclaimed “它真的是只饥渴死的猫啊！”, with then the woman filming answering, with a hurried tone “快摸它啊，你干嘛在那儿等呗？真冷啊。”. Even though I don’t understand a word that is said, I can guess that the woman is telling the guy to go rub the cat.

It’s funnier than I expected. Turns out the Chinese have more humor than I thought. Then, another video comes on, showing a guy, looking just like that punk from earlier, saying “穿这种衣服，我干嘛不会感丢人哎？(… these clothes… … lose face ?)”, and the camera pans out to a woman in a cockroach outfit. The punk continues “你已经三十岁了，为什么还在买这种衣服了？(… thirty years old, why still buy… ?)”, the woman answers “你现在我穿什么你都要管吗？(You... right now what I wear… your business ?)”. The punk then comes back into frame, with the woman on the left, asking “没有情侣版吗？哪只手我该牵啊？(There isn’t a couple’s version ? Which hand should I hold ?). Then, the woman shows a tendril, and they hold hands like that. I smile, finding it way funnier than it should.

I don’t really notice how I understand more and more what’s on 抖音 (Douyin), though I do let myself grow limp on the waiting room chair. I guess I don’t have much regards anymore for how I look, after all I’m waiting for a coronavirus test. Nobody’s going to comment on my posture !

The next video shows three guys running, with the caption 三人跑步时能干什么 (What can three people do while running together ?), and I see how their hair bop up and down. I’ve been shaving myself bald for quite a few years, ever since I was balding too much for me to bother with hair, but seeing these guys like that makes me a bit nostalgic of that time.

Seeing them doing stupider and stupider stuff, and smiling more and more as they show bungee jumping, doing pull-ups, playing games, stir-frying and even boxing, I feel a bit weird. Like I can kind of relate, in my youth I also did crazy things, and it would absolutely be something I would have done with my friends. I scratch my head, feeling it tingle, as I continue watching the next video, not even realizing my squinting is less and less strenuous.

The videos continue trickling in, every one more humorous than the last, and I catch myself chuckling out loud multiple times. By now, I understand everything very clearly, and when a doctor comes to do a coronavirus test, I don’t even blink when he addresses me in Chinese :

“少年，请跟我进走。(Young man, please enter with me.)

- Yes, 先生。(Yes, sir.)” I answer, mixing English and Chinese.

Everything is confused as he takes me to a machine, my thoughts mixing French, English and Chinese. Even my clothes feel… less tight than they used to. Almost as if they were melting and becoming glue.

I take place in the machine and he activates it. I feel as if things become clearer while I’m in. Like, for example, why was I stressed just now ? I don’t have anything important to do right now. And why languages are mixed ? I guess it’s because it’s cooler to mix in English…

The machine stops, and I leave it, scratching my straight hair. Had I ? … no, of course not, it’s my facial hair that I shave…

The doctor hands me my piercings.

“Euh, attendez, 先生，有什么不对了…… (Er, wait, sir, there’s something that’s not right.)” I ask, mixing French and Chinese. I really feel like something is not right.

- 什么发生过了？会跟我谈一谈。(What happened ? You can discuss it with me.)

- 我……有个奇怪的感受。Est-ce que 您找到了种疾病吗？(I… have a weird feeling. Did you find some kind of disease ?)

- 没有。但是您不舒服的话我肯定会给您扑热息痛。(I didn’t. However, if you don’t feel good, I can give you some paracetamol.)” He answers me, with a helpful look.

- 该好了。Merci. (It should be good. Thank you.)”

I take the pill he gives me, and put my piercings back on as I go back in the terminal. As I walk, I feel very comfy, as if everything was alright. I look down on my large oversized hoodie with its colorful prints. I feel like I’m in my youth once again… huh, it’s so weird to say that when I’m only... 23 years old !

Suddenly, I get a phone call from a weird contact I don’t remember having, someone named 张皮尔 (Zhang Pi’er/Pierre). I accept the call :

“喂。是谁？(Hello. Who’s there ?)” I ask, with a perfect accent.

- Julien ? Pourquoi tu parles chinois ? (Julien ? Why do you speak Chinese ?)” He groans, then switches to Chinese. “是我问您是谁。是您的电话吗？(I’m the one asking you who you are. Is it your phone ?)

- 当然是。我是个富二代，为啥要偷手机啊？(Of course. I have a trust fund, why would I steal a phone ?)” I slur, my speech becoming more and more relaxed.

- 嗯……那您是谁啊？您认不认识Julien Blanc ? (Ugh… So who are you ? Do you know Julien Blanc ?)

- 是白炬亮。那你到底是谁啊？(I’m Bai Juliang. And now can you tell me who you are ?)

- 是张皮尔……嗯……听我说一下。你有没有多钱会投资？我认为了Julien Blanc要投资新项目，但你还会投资一下。有没有兴趣？(I’m Pierre Zhang… ugh… Listen. Do you have a lot of money to invest ? I thought Julien Blanc would come and invest in a new project, but you can still invest. Are you interested ?)”

I think for a while. It could be great to have some money coming from another place than my parents’ company… plus, I don’t want to have to join it, or risk being cut off from my money…

However, there’s time, I’m still young, and there’s no rush right now… Plus, having work is, like, a lot of work, and I don’t want to work… But I have an idea.

“张先生，你想不想跟我投资？我给了你钱币，你给了我专业，收入分两半。感觉好吗？(Mr. Zhang, do you want to invest with me ? I give you the funds, you give me the expertise, and we divide the profits in half. Do you like that ?)”

After a while, he answers :

“感觉好了。(I think it’s good.)”

#male transformation #male tf #white to asian #daddy to twink #racial tf #twink tf #twinkification #age reduction #mental change #reality change #transformation #tf story

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tecontos · 1 year ago

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Meu marido que me instigou, agora carregara a galhada.

By; Karina

Me chamo Karina, tenho 30 anos e sou casada. Meu marido e eu nos amamos e estamos sempre de bem com a vida. Gostamos muito de festas, baladas, e outros eventos sociais, e sempre que vamos a uma festa meu marido dá uma sugestão da roupa que ele gostaria que eu me vestisse para a ocasião, aceito a sugestão se eu achar que o que ele sugeriu cai bem em mim.

Depois de uma semana cheia de trabalho cheguei em casa tarde louca pra tomar um belo banho e relaxar. Como era uma sexta feira e a semana havia sido bem corrida meu marido convidou-me pra ir ao shopping, e disse que seria rápido pois sabia do meu cansaço.

Fui direto pro banheiro, tirei a roupa e entrei naquela ducha gelada e gostosa, já que o calor estava demais enquanto a água caia, meus pensamentos viajavam e só voltei a realidade quando ele bateu na porta do banheiro para me apressar. Saímos em direção ao shopping, fizemos nossas compras, e por lá acabamos jantando, ao sairmos da praça de alimentação encontrei um amigo do trabalho, daqueles em quem agente confia, e por confiar muito acabamos falando de assuntos íntimos. Nós dois éramos confidentes e conversava sobre tudo, principalmente coisas picantes tais como sexo, Ele sabia que eu nunca tinha traído meu marido e eu sabia de todas as mulheres que ele já tinha comido, apesar das nossas conversas picantes ele nunca ousou me dar uma cantada. E cada vez que conversávamos sobre esses assuntos eu ficava com minha bucetinha molhada de tanto desejo.

Depois de conversarmos um pouco na praça de alimentação ele nos convidou pra uma festa que aconteceria no sábado, eu e meu marido topamos na hora. Nós sabíamos que a festa de sábado seria em um lugar sofisticado, e por sugestão dele eu estava com um vestido vermelho e justo, ele tinha um decote discreto e uma meia gola, eu me sentia confortável nele e achei que caiu bem em mim.

Só um detalhe, por sugestão dele também fui sem calcinha e sem sutiã, ele sabe que tem uma mulher gostosa e adora exibi-la.

No local havia muitos conhecidos nos cumprimentamos e trocamos elogios e o lugar era maravilhoso e muito bem decorado.

Senti que a noite prometia, ficamos comendo alguns salgadinhos, tomando cerveja e champanhe, bebemos muito, comemos muito, e nos divertimos demais, encontrei meu amigo e ficamos eu meu marido e ele numa mesa batendo papo. Ele saiu e foi buscar mais bebida, e meu marido comentou;

- ele é bem simpático, já te cantou alguma vez?

Claro que não, respondi !!!

- Mas ele tá interessado em você, ele te come com os olhos, depois falou no meu ouvido: - dá uma abridinha e deixa ele ver que você tá sem calcinha.

Fiquei arrepiada, não esperava que ele me pedisse isso, mas como eu estava cheia de tesão e o meu amigo sempre me deixava com a bucetinha molhada cada vez que conversávamos, fiz como meu marido queria.

Assim que meu amigo voltou com as bebidas e sentou-se, ao colocar a cerveja em meu copo abri de leve as pernas já que meu vestido era curto, o suficiente pra ele ver tudo de deixei assim por algum tempo, e percebi como ele ficou.

Pro final da noite nos dirigimos para um grande salão onde estava terminando a balada e começava tocar músicas lentas, pra gente dançar coladinho, puxei meu marido pela mão e fomos dançar e ele comentou a cara de espanto e satisfação do meu amigo, e perguntou se eu queria dançar com ele. Eu disse que sim e ele comentou;

- pode dançar, mas deixa ele louco de desejo de comer você, mas só eu vou comer quando chegar em casa.

Fiz sinal pro meu amigo e ele se aproximou e meu marido nos deixou e saiu. Começamos a dançar e ele me olhou no rosto e eu vi um sorriso de satisfação e aquele olhar penetrante, eu não resisti e nos beijamos por alguns segundos. Sua mão direita caiu e foi direto conferir o que havia visto a poucos minutos atrás, seu dedo penetrou minha grutinha bem molhada e permaneceu ali por alguns segundos, depois tirou e levou a boca pra saborear meu liquido, não resisti aquilo e o beijei de novo dividindo com ele o meu próprio sabor.

Com a ajuda do meu amigo aquela noite foi realmente especial, voltamos pra casa eu e meu marido e ele realmente me comeu gostoso, fodemos até amanhecer o dia, só aí pegamos no sono.

Acordamos por volta do meio dia e fiquei pensando em tudo que aconteceu, meu marido sempre gostou de me exibir, mas nunca havia sido tão direto assim, a ponto de me pedir pra deixar meu amigo ver que eu estava sem calcinha, e depois deixar eu dançar com ele só pra despertar o tesão dele. Fiquei com tudo isso na cabeça e imaginando se meu marido gostaria de me ver transando com outro homem, pois ele nunca tocou nesse assunto, mas ele despertou meu tesão e desejo de ser fodida pelo meu amigo e eu a toda hora que pensava nele ficava com minha buceta molhadinha.

Apesar de tantas vezes termos tido conversas picantes que me deixava molhadinha eu nunca tinha sentido tanto desejo e necessidade de transar com ele, como no outro dia depois da festa, eu só pensava, em sexo… sim em sexo, estava louca pra ter aquele membro dentro de mim.

Na segunda, meu marido viajou cedo, ele costuma ficar quinze, vinte dias fora de casa, o que me deixa numa secura total e, portanto, sedenta de sexo. Fui pro meu trabalho imaginando encontrar com meu amigo, ter outras conversas picantes e saber o que ele achou da festa e de ter dançado comigo, mas ele faltou ao trabalho.

No final da tarde voltei pra casa, tomei meu banho relaxante, e ao sair do banho ainda com a toalha enrolada no corpo, deitei na cama e meus dedos automaticamente já foram pra minha grutinha do prazer, fechei os olhos e fiquei acariciando minha xaninha, me tocando e meus pensamentos criaram assas, viajei, que delícia… fiquei ali por alguns minutos, o suficiente pra ficar toda molhada de tesão, enquanto isso fui me tocando, passando as mãos por todo meu corpo, desejando alguém ali comigo. Porque não o meu amigo? liguei logo no celular dele, apesar de nunca ter tido nada com ele, só conversas picantes, pois até então nunca tinha traído meu marido. Mas depois do que o meu marido pediu pra eu fazer na festa, me incentivando a despertar o tesão dele, criei coragem pois sabia que ele iria adoraria estar ali comigo. Logico que ele topou na hora, principalmente quando eu disse que meu marido estava fora, tinha viajado. Me aprontei, me perfumei coloquei o mesmo vestido vermelho da festa e sem calcinha e sutiã como meu marido tinha sugerido no sábado e fiquei aguardando ansiosa pela sua chegada.

Ele veio correndo, tomamos uns drinks ouvindo música e conversamos, até o clima esquentar, ele estava cheiroso, usava calça jeans e camiseta básica, eu com meu vestido vermelho e sem calcinha. Nos cumprimentamos com beijinhos no rosto, depois passamos ao selinho, eu queria deixa-lo mais à vontade, pra ele se soltar. Nossas mãos se entrelaçaram, comecei a sentir que seus beijos já se prolongavam, suas mãos começaram a acariciar meus seios, beijar meu pescoço, quebrando toda resistência ou duvida que eu ainda pudesse ter, e em seguida nos beijamos pra valer.

Nosso beijo foi quente, molhado, de língua, meu suquinho já começava escorrer da minha grutinha pela minha coxa, e ele começou a abrir o zíper do meu vestido. Naquele momento eu já sabia o que ia acontecer. Depois de abrir o zíper desceu meu vestido até desnudar meus seios durinhos, enquanto ele os acariciava e os beijava. Eu sabia que ele estava com muita fome, e minha bucetinha era sem dúvida o seu prato preferido, apesar de nunca ter me cantado eu sabia do seu desejo por mim, como o meu marido bem disse ele me comia com os olhos, mas tenho certeza que ele imaginava me comer de outra forma.

Em seguida baixou mais meu vestido deixando-o deslizar pelo meu corpo até cair ao chão. Fiquei de pé na sua frente enquanto ele admirava meus seios e minha buceta depiladinha, ajudei também ele se livrar das suas roupas e pude também admirar aquele cacete maravilhoso que me despertava tanta vontade de telo enterrado em mim que fazia minha buceta ficar molhada a cada conversa que tínhamos.

Ele me pegou no colo, como o noivo faz com a noiva no seu primeiro dia de núpcias, e me levou pro quarto, sorrindo e me olhando com aquela cara de tarado. Me colocou na cama e sentou do meu lado, já passando uma das mãos na minha perna depois me abraçou, beijou meu pescoço e chegou na minha boca, começou a me beijar, colocou sua mão na minha nuca e me beijou enlouquecidamente. E que beijo…. Depois foi descendo até meus seios beijou, chupou, mordeu devagar, não queria me machucar!!!“Que delicia, que loucura” aquela língua nos meus mamilos fazia minha buceta escorrer e meu grelinho endurecer, voltou a me beijar na boca, vi que não tinha mais jeito de voltar atrás, eu estava completamente entregue e que eu seria inteiramente dele. Eu olhava para ele como uma preza que foi facilmente dominada e estava prestes a ser devorada, e ele dizia baixinho em meu ouvido;

“sua gostosa”, “tesuda”, “eu sempre te desejei”, “já toquei mil punhetas pensando em você”, “Nem acredito que hoje vou comer essa bucetinha”!!!

E começou a acariciar minha buceta molhada, enfiou um dedo, mas eu queria mais, enfiou dois e começou a mexer, eu me contorcendo, meu tesão estava a mil, enquanto seus dedos fodiam minha buceta ele mamava gostoso em meus peitos, depois foi descendo até sua boca alcançar minha bucetinha molhada e sedenta, e ele passou a chupa-la, me deixando cada vez mais louca. Mas eu queria também dar prazer aquele homem, comecei a chupar aquele pau gostoso que eu tento desejava, que delicia que era, eu chupava e engolia inteiro, ele enfiava cada vez mais, parecia que iria me sufocar.

Continuei chupando por mais alguns minutos, até ele tirar da minha boca, me beijou mais uma vez e disse :

- quero comer você

- “quero comer você aqui, na sua cama”

Continuou me beijando e veio por cima de mim, enfiou de novo os dedos na minha buceta, enquanto sussurrava no meu ouvido palavras que deixava qualquer mulher descontrolada e louca pra ser fodida por aquele pau duro e latejante. Eu, não conseguia mais pronunciar qualquer palavra, só queria ser fodida logo, tirou seus dedos de lá e foi me penetrando lentamente até eu sentir seu pau tocar lá no fundo da minha buceta. Eu sentia todo o seu peso em cima de mim, enquanto ele tirava seu pau até a portinha e lentamente introduzia de novo. Ficou naquele vai e vem lento pra me proporcionar o máximo de prazer pra eu sentir como era delicioso seu cacete entrar e sair da minha buceta me fazendo contorcer e gozar na sua pica. Abracei meu macho bem forte e ele continuou me comendo gostoso e eu concentrada naquele pau tocando bem fundo em mim e acabei gozando uma segunda vez.

Aquilo era maravilhoso ser fodida e gozar daquele jeito na pica de outro homem e na minha cama, enquanto meu marido estava fora. Eu já tinha gozado duas vezes e queria também que ele tivesse o mesmo prazer que eu, sentir como era gostoso comer a buceta de uma mulher casada, enquanto seu marido não estava. Ele aumentou o seu ritmo com estocadas mais fortes porem compassadas, eu sentia a cada estocada a cabeça do seu pau tocar no fundo da buceta, quilo me arrepiou e senti que mais um gozo se aproximava, estava muito gostoso daquele jeito, ele sabia como comer uma mulher casada, nossas respirações ficaram cada vez mais ofegantes e eu gozei junto com ele, sentindo seus jatos soltar sua porra lá dentro.

Nos beijamos, nos abraçamos, eu satisfeita com aquele macho que soube me comer e me dar prazer, ele por tem matado sua vontade de me comer, que ele achava que era impossível por eu ser casada, em fim nós dois aproveitamos a oportunidade que poderia ser a única. Mas eu queria mais e ele também, aproveitando minha ida ao banheiro pra me lavar, colhi na mão um pouco do seu gozo que encheu minha buceta e levei a boca, queria sentir o sabor do meu macho e tomei um pouco daquela porra que saia da minha buceta, em seguida me lavei, sequei e voltei pra cama.

Eu estava decidida a usar e abusar daquele homem gostoso e tesudo, queria chupar seu pau e beber direto da fonte. Ficamos conversando e deixando o tempo passar, enquanto isso eu peguei seu pau em minha mão e fiquei acariciando, brincando com ele. Quase uma hora depois ele deu sinal de vida, começou a ficar duro. Beijei aquela maravilha que tanto me dava prazer e comecei a passar a língua naquela cabeça vermelha e depois chupei, chupei com vontade até ele entrar bem no fundo da minha garganta, ele me puxou pra cima dele a também começou a chupar minha buceta já molhadinha, acabei gozando gostoso e soltando meu caldinho na sua boca, e senti o gosto salgadinho do seu esperma enchendo minha boca, saboreei e engoli tudo, meu amigo sabia como me deixar satisfeita, nos beijamos e novamente ficamos deitados agarradinhos.

Ficamos conversando mais um tempo, nos curtindo, sentindo o calor dos nossos corpos. Ele atrás de mim encostado na minha bunda, acariciava meus seios e beijava meu pescoço, mordia de leve minha orelha e enfiava sua língua em meu ouvido, me causando arrepios e mais tesão ainda.

Senti seu pau endurecer no reguinho da minha bunda, e ficar pulsando, não tive dúvidas, movi minha perna, peguei seu pau e posicionei na portinha do meu cu, ele fez pressão e eu engatei uma rezinha pra facilitar a entrada até senti ele invadindo meu canal retal. Que delicia sentir seu pau entrando no meu cu, ele metia lentamente e depois tirava, metia e tirava e cada vez mais eu sentia prazer de tê-lo dentro de mim, eu gemia baixinho e dizia palavras desconexas e logo senti o calorzinho do seu liquido jorrando no fundo do meu cuzinho. Mais uma vez meu amigo me fodia gostoso e me enchia de prazer.

Já cansados dormimos abraçadinhos. Acordamos já era de manhã quase seis horas, fui pro banho pra encarar mais um dia de trabalho, e ele me seguiu, tomamos banho juntos, nos acariciamos nos beijamos nos chupamos, saímos do banho, nos secamos e de novo, ele me jogou na cama me beijando, mais um delicioso beijo daqueles de tirar o folego, seu pau cresceu de novo e ele foi me penetrando de novo. Abri bem minhas pernas, e senti todo o seu peso em cima de mim, que delicia aguentar aquele pau grande e duríssimo me fodendo sob o peso do seu dono, sentir ele tocando bem lá no fundo me causando prazer, me fazendo contorcer arrepiar e gozar gostoso sentindo meu macho encher minha buceta mais uma vez com seu caldo quente.

Vesti minha calcinha e coloquei um absorvente, não queria perder uma só gotinha daquele gozo precioso, queria mantê-lo preso em minha xota o dia inteiro, me vesti e saímos, eu direto pro trabalho e ele pra sua casa.

Meu marido que começou tudo isso, agora terá que carregar o peso da galhada.

Enviado ao Te Contos por Karina

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aaqlah · 2 years ago

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Not so Berry 3.0 | Versão frutas exóticas

Exotic Fruits version (english)

By: insta/twitter: @bellafranli | Twitch: aaqlah

O desafio Not so Berry 3.0 é baseado no desafio original Not so Berry criado pela @lilsimsie. Este desafio possui frutas exóticas como os nomes de suas gerações. É importante destacar que o NSB 3.0 não segue todas as cores das versões 1.0 e 2.0, e nem suas histórias, e possui uma geração bônus, ou seja, neste desafio teremos 11 gerações no legado.

Este desafio atualizado para 2023 busca abranger uma gameplay diferente das apresentadas nos desafios anteriores, utilizando mais expansões e pacotes de jogo para um legado ainda mais divertido. No entanto, isso não significa que não poderá ser jogado por aqueles que não obtiverem a expansão ou os pacotes da geração, ele poderá ser adaptado durante qualquer geração para os pacotes que você possuir da maneira mais legal para você e que se encaixe melhor na história apresentada.

Durante o desafio, você vai notar que utilizaremos os itens da nova atualização (Fev/2023), tanto legados com pessoas deficientes auditivas como pessoas trans. A intenção não é interferir na gameplay e sim criar um desafio NSB mais incluso, no qual todes possam se sentir vistos.

Sendo assim, seguiremos as mesmas regras básicas já conhecidas pela comunidade simmer, atualizadas para 2023.

Agradecimentos

Gostaria de agradecer a @quel e a quelmunidade por me apoiarem a criar um desafio divertido para todos nós. Em especial, a Endymnx que configurou todo o tumblr e a Claramrlx que traduziu o desafio para o inglês. Me ajudaram demais <3

Muito obrigada também a Itsmarieoliv que fez o design da imagem de cada geração, vc é maravilhosa amigona <3

Vocês são as pessoas mais incríveis do mundo que me acolheram quando mais precisei. Obrigada!

Not so Berry 3.0 | Versão frutas exóticas

Regras básicas:

1. Cada herdeiro representa a cor da geração (cabelo, roupas, maquiagem…), porém não é necessário que isso se aplique à cor da pele. Isso é totalmente opcional, mas é grande parte da diversão.

2. As cores dos cônjuges não são importantes. A não ser que seja expressamente dito o contrário, você pode fazer o que quiser com eles.

3. Cheats de dinheiro podem ser utilizados, mas não excessivamente. Sugestão: utilize o freerealestate para comprar sua primeira casa, depois continue o jogo sem cheats. Não é recomendado pegar dinheiro dos cônjuges, a não ser que especificado na geração.

4. Você poderá viver em qualquer mundo, a não ser que exista alguma regra sobre isso em determinada geração.

5. Todas as gerações devem completar os objetivos de carreira e aspiração, a não ser que seja dito explicitamente o contrário.

6. Mantenha o tempo de vida normal.

7. Os traços de infant e toddler poderão ser escolhidos livremente pelo jogador.

8. As aspirações de criança e adolescente poderão ser escolhidas livremente pelo jogador, a não ser que especificada na geração.

9. Todos os herdeiros deverão ser os primogênitos, a não ser que seja explicitamente especificado na geração.

10. Os herdeiros de cada geração poderão ser homens ou mulheres, o que for mais divertido para você. Caso queira que seu legado seja composto apenas por mulheres ou homens, você poderá usar cheats para isso.

Espero que gostem <3

Geração 1: Morango branco | Cor: Branca

Requer: Pacote de Jogo StrangerVille

Você sempre foi curiosa ao extremo e teve alma investigadora. Mas acima de tudo, ajudar outros sims constantemente motivava seu coração. E assim, quando ouve falar em uma cidade misteriosa com sims agindo estranho, você soube que aquele era o seu lugar. Mudar-se para StrangerVille com certeza foi a melhor decisão da sua vida. Aquele era seu destino e você iria cumpri-lo.

Traços: Genial, Bondosa, Paranoica

Aspiração: Mistério em StrangerVille | Local

Carreira: Agente secreta | Ramo: Agente Diamante

Regras:

Completar a aspiração Mistério em StrangerVille;

Completar as habilidades de Lógica e Programação;

Atingir, no mínimo, o nível 6 da habilidade de carisma;

Ser bom amigo de 4 contaminados em StrangerVille;

Casar com um sim que você salvou da contaminação;

Morar desde sua fase jovem adulta até sua morte em StrangerVille.

Geração 2: Kiwi | Cor: Verde

Requer: Expansão Rumo à Fama

Crescer com um parente bastante conhecido às vezes não é fácil. Imagine esse parente ser sua mãe… Apesar de muita exposição, você a todo momento sentiu orgulho de ser filha da heroína de StrangeVille, é compreensível que outros sims sejam muito agradecidos a quem salvou uma cidade inteira da devastação.

Só que crescer com o peso de ter que fazer algo ainda maior não foi fácil. Seu sonho é um dia conseguir ser ainda mais famosa e quebrar os estigmas impostos pela sociedade por ser deficiente auditiva.

Traços: Ambiciosa, Egocêntrica, Extrovertida

Aspiração: Celebridade Mundialmente Famosa | Popularidade

Carreira: Qualquer carreira, desde que cumpra o requisito de ser celebridade 5 estrelas ao final. Ex de carreiras que lhe dão fama: Pintora, Escritora, Entretenimento, Música, Atriz…

Regras:

Completar a aspiração Celebridade Mundialmente Famosa;

Completar a carreira escolhida;

Completar a habilidade de Carisma, bem como a habilidade conectada com a profissão escolhida, podendo esta ser: Pintura, Escrita, Comédia, Interpretação ou qualquer instrumento…

Ganhar um prêmio em sua carreira;

Comprar sua casa dos sonhos quando adulta;

Ter uma única filha fruto de um relacionamento conturbado.

Geração 3: Melancia amarela | Cor: Amarela

Requer: Expansão de jogo Gatos & Cães e Expansão de jogo Vida Campestre (Esta última devido somente ao Traço Fã de animais, pode facilmente ser substituído pelo Amante de Gatos ou Cães).

Você teve a melhor educação que seus pais poderiam pagar e tudo do bom e do melhor. Mas cresceu com uma família complicada e não muito comunicativa. E assim, seu sonho era uma vida mais simples e longe dos holofotes e confusões de uma celebridade. Só pensar em sims famosos seu estômago já embrulhava, na verdade, só de pensar em qualquer sim já te deixava nervosa… Mas, isto tinha uma única exceção: sua vovó querida, que é seu porto seguro e sua melhor amiga.

Não ser popular nunca foi um problema, porque você sempre preferiu os animais mesmo. O afeto de gatinhos e doguinhos sempre foi o mais puro e tudo que você precisava ter.

Traços: Fã de animais, Solitária, Leal

Aspiração: Amiga dos animais | Animal

Carreira: ��Veterinária

Regras:

Ser melhor amiga da sua avó;

Comprar uma clínica veterinária;

Completar a aspiração amiga dos animais;

Completar a carreira de veterinária;

Completar as habilidades de Veterinária e Treinamento de Animais;

Possuir sempre, ao menos, dois animais em sua família durante toda sua vida;

Ter seu primeiro filho ao final de sua fase jovem adulta ou somente na fase adulta, a escolha é sua. Sua filha será fruto de uma barriga de aluguel (bebê de proveta).

Geração 4: Lichia | Cor: Vermelha

Requer: Expansão Vida na Cidade e Expansão Vida no Ensino Médio (Caso não tenha, faça qualquer outra aspiração durante a adolescência que não seja a mesma da fase adulta).

Sua mãe é sua principal referência de sim independente, ela te criou muito bem sozinha da melhor maneira que conseguiu. Mas ser sozinha nunca foi do seu feitio, você cresceu querendo explorar o mundo. A cada instante surgia a vontade de conhecer novos lugares em cidades diferentes, conhecer novos sims e quem sabe dar umas beijocas? Acho que você queria muito isso também, até porque ficar com somente um sim não faz parte do seu jeitinho.

Traços: Romântica, Evasiva, Preguiçosa

Aspiração: Adolescente: Rainha do Drama

Adulta: Romântica em Série | Amor

Obs: Caso termine a aspiração da adolescência antecipadamente, você poderá, ainda nesta fase, começar a aspiração da fase adulta.

Carreira: Crítica | Ramo: Escolhido por você ;)

Regras:

Completar as duas aspirações de sua adolescência e fase adulta;

Ter , no mínimo, 10 relacionamentos românticos em sua vida;

Casar-se e divorciar-se 2 vezes com sims diferentes (você poderá levar dinheiro dos seus cônjuges, se desejar);

Ter somente 3 filhos de relacionamentos distintos (Veja bem: aqui faremos diferente pois, dentre os 3 filhos você poderá escolher quem herdará seu legado. Poderá ser seu primogênito ou seu filho favorito… vamos combinar que toda mãe/pai tem o seu 😂).

Chegar, ao menos, ao nível 5 da carreira de crítica. Como nossa geração é preguiçosa, você não precisará completar a carreira, caso não queira.

Morrer idosa fazendo oba-oba;

Geração 5: Physalis | Cor: Laranja

Requer: Expansão Diversão na neve e Coleção de Objetos Meu primeiro bichinho

Sua família era bem grande e tumultuada, mas apesar das compatibilidades, gostos e aversões dessemelhantes, vocês conseguem se entender muito bem. O que torna essas relações bastante milagrosas. Diferente dos seus irmãos, sua vida era a aventura e o inesperado. O friozinho na barriga que sentia em cada uma delas era o melhor sentimento do mundo pra você e tudo o que queria era ser atleta. Apesar de sempre colocar a carreira em primeiro lugar, você ama seus filhos e se esforça para ser uma boa mãe, mesmo sabendo que não nasceu para isso.

Traços: Ativa, Aventureira, Glutona

Aspiração: Entusiasta de esportes radicais | Atlética

Carreira: Atleta

Regras:

Completar a aspiração entusiasta de esportes radicais;

Chegar, ao menos, ao nível 7 da carreira de atleta;

Completar as habilidades de Ginástica e Escalada; Escolher entre Esqui ou Snowboarding para completar;

Encontrar sua alma gêmea durante uma de suas aventuras;

Seu relacionamento amoroso deverá ter o traço ativo ou aventureiro como você;

Ter somente filhos gêmeos: 1 menina e 1 menino (você poderá usar cheats para isso e/ou traços do lote).

Ter um hamster como pet da família;

Geração 6: Toranja | Cor: Pêssego

Sua mãe colocou a carreira em primeiro lugar e você cresceu se sentindo negligenciada. Você sentia o esforço, mesmo assim ela não conseguia corresponder às suas expectativas e muito menos aos seus sentimentos. Você carregava no seu coração a mágoa que sentia dela, principalmente porque você sempre desconfiou que ela ama seu irmão mais do que você. E seu irmão…. Argh, você nem consegue pensar nele de tanto que o odeia. Seu único ponto fraco é seu pai e o hamster da família. De resto, o mundo é seu parque de diversões.

Traços: Segura de si, Maligna, Perfeccionista

Aspiração: Inimiga Pública | Depravação

Carreira: Criminosa | Ramo: você escolhe :)

Regras:

Completar a aspiração inimiga pública;

Completar a carreira de criminosa;

Completar a habilidade de travessura + Se escolher ramo chefe, complete mecânica. Se escolher ramo oráculo, complete programação.

Detestar seu irmão, ser conhecida da sua mãe e boa amiga de seu pai;

Ter uma filha com um comparsa do crime;

Quando adulta, buscar o perdão de seu irmão e de sua mãe. Tornar-se boa amiga de ambos.

Geração 7: Pitaya | Cor: Rosa

Requer: Expansão Vida na Cidade e Pacote de Jogo Dia de Spa

Você cresceu no meio do crime. Ambos seus pais eram criminosos de primeira categoria e você presenciou tudo de perto quando criança e adolescente. Mesmo com todo o mau que faziam, você sabia que era protegida por eles. Lutava contra si mesma mas os amava com todo seu coração e se odiava por isso. Era um verdadeiro conflito interno, afinal de contas, você não escolhe seus pais. Mas uma coisa você pode escolher: suas atitudes. Por isso você ia compensar tudo de ruim que eles já fizeram e dar o dobro de coisas boas ao mundo. Iria mostrar a todos que uma filha de criminosos poderia fazer o bem e mudar seu próprio destino.

Traços: Alegre, Chegada, Pateta

Aspiração: Guru Zen | Bem-estar

Carreira: Política | Ramo: Organizadora de Eventos de Caridade

Regras:

Sair de casa durante a adolescência e não levar nenhum dinheiro dos pais;

Você começará a vida com 24.000 simoleons dados pela sua avó (você poderá usar cheats pra isso);

Encontrar sua alma gêmea durante a adolescência;

Completar a aspiração Guru Zen;

Completar a carreira política no ramo indicado;

Completar as habilidades de bem-estar e carisma;

Quantidade de filhos aleatória: Em qualquer aleatorizador de números, pergunte a quantidade de filhos que deverá ter. Os números devem ser de 1 a 5;

A herdeira do legado será uma mulher trans.

Geração 8: Figo | Cor: Lilás

Requer: Expansão de Jogo Vida Campestre e Expansão de jogo Vida Universitária

Sua mãe é a melhor sim do mundo para você. Como pode alguém ser um poço de gentileza, filantropia e altruísmo? Bem… Você não sabe a resposta, nem a história por trás dela porque sua mãe nunca contou, mas sabe que ela é muito mais que apenas uma inspiração, ela é um estilo de vida. Por esse motivo, você escolheu seguir seus passos, mas ouvindo seu próprio coração já que seu sonho era ser educadora e levar uma vida simples e muito feliz ao lado dos sims que ama.

Traços: Intolerante a Lactose, Devoradora de Livros, Infantil

Aspiração: Cuidadora do campo | Natureza

Carreira: Educadora | Ramo: Você escolhe :)

Regras:

Completar a aspiração cuidadora do campo;

Completar a carreira de educadora;

Completar a habilidade de Pesquisa e Debate + Se escolher ramo administrador, complete carisma. Se escolher ramo professor, complete lógica;

Casar-se com sua alma gêmea, que deverá ter o traço familiar e já deverá ter filhos;

Ter dois filhos, 1 deles deverá ser adotado. Acrescentar a família, os filhos do seu cônjuge.

Geração 9: Mirtilo | Cor: Azul

Requer:Expansão Ao Trabalho, Expansão Vida Universitária e Expansão Vida no Ensino Médio (esta última devido ao traço “além das expectativas”, que pode ser substituído por qualquer outro, caso não tenha a expansão).

Sua mãe foi uma grande educadora e você cresceu inspirada pelo desejo de aprender. Ir à faculdade transformou-se em um sonho e foi lá que descobriu que queria ser detetive. Mas não somente uma detetive qualquer, você quer chegar ao topo. Como ninguém é perfeito, você tem um segredo: é acumuladora de objetos, não dá pra ver uma coisa nova e bonita e não querer comprar, não é? Ainda bem que você vai trabalhar muito para comprar tudo o que quiser, só não deixe nunca alguém entrar no seu porão.

Traços: Materialista, Asseada, Além das expectativas

Aspiração: Acadêmica | Conhecimento

Carreira: Detetive

Regras:

Ir à faculdade e cursar psicologia;

Completar a aspiração acadêmica durante seu tempo na universidade;

Após completar a aspiração acadêmica, poderá escolher outra aspiração para cumprir ao longo da geração, caso queira;

Completar a habilidade de Pesquisa e debate;

Completar a carreira de detetive;

Viver em um lote no valor de 90.000 simoleons durante a fase adulta, devido ao traço materialista;

Ter um porão cheio de bugigangas, devido ao mesmo traço.

Geração 10: Cassis | Cor: Preta

Requer: Expansão de Jogo Vida na Cidade, Expansão de jogo Vida no Ensino Médio, Expansão de jogo Junte-se à Galera

Falar que você é popular é pouco de tão querida que você é. Você é amada, admirada e todo sim quer ser seu amigo. Parece até que você transmite uma aura hipnotizante. Por causa disso, você tem todo e qualquer sim na palma de sua mão e você gosta disso. Se alguém um dia não for com a sua cara, isso soará como um insulto e você fará de tudo pra resolver a situação e ter todo o apreço que merece.

Traços: Engajada, Criativa, Odeia Crianças

Aspiração: Adolescente: Ícone admirável

Adulta: Amiga do mundo | Popularidade

Carreira: Mídias sociais | Ramo: Relações Públicas

Regras:

Completar a aspiração amiga do mundo;

Completar a carreira de mídias sociais no ramo indicado;

Completar as habilidades de carisma e escrita;

Ter uma paixão de verão - Se apaixonar por um sim sobrenatural: lobisim, vampiro, alien, feiticeiro ou tritão.

Ter um filho por acidente quando jovem adulta com sua paixão de verão sobrenatural;

Não casar com o pai da sua filha;

Geração 11: Guaraná | Cabelo de duas cores + Heterocromia

Requer: Expansão Vida em família e Pacote de Jogo Decoração dos Sonhos

Você é a mistura do mundano com o sobrenatural. Você não tem certeza de quem você é e nem mesmo das coisas que gosta. Nada que você faz costuma dar certo e a indecisão é uma constante na sua vida. Além disso, você e seu pai não se entendem muito bem e possuem um relacionamento difícil.

Traços: Desajeitada, Geek, Errática

Aspiração: Supermãe | Familiar

Carreira: Decoradora de interiores

Regras:

Completar a aspiração supermãe;

Completar a carreira de decoradora de interiores;

Completar as habilidades de criação e educação e carisma;

Ter um triângulo amoroso: se apaixonar pelo seu melhor amigo e por um sim de cabelo cinza;

Ter um filho com um dos dois;

Não saber quem é o pai da sua filha até que ela torne-se toddler;

Morar em 3 mundos diferentes.

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Evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, most definitely

Harry, uma agente viuva negra. Foi enviada para a "missão tomlinson", missão comandada por zayn malik há mais de 2 anos onde o principal objetivo era exterminar o lider da maior facção do reino unido, louis tomlinson e ex namorado de harry antes dela as informações dele para o black widow project

Louis, 28

Harry, 26

Tw: violencia, knife play, blood kink, h!inter

Ultima one shot por um tempinho pq minhas aulas voltam segunda e eu vou me foder estudando mas volto em setembro ainda pq tenho umas q só falta finalizar

Ainda aceito ideias

Boa leitura!!

"Precisamos que faça um trabalho hoje a noite" zayn, chefe de harry, fala assim que a cacheada entra na sala ampla

"Eu ia na operação stones hoje" styles fala brincando com a arma em seus dedos

"Não vai mais, coloquei lauren no seu lugar" zayn tira alguns papeis de uma gaveta "sente-se por favor" harry acomoda a glock no suporte em sua coxa e senta na cadeira em frente a mesa do homem onde ela pode ler perfeitamente o nome da operação

Operacão tomlinson

"Ah não" ela bufa "não quero ir passar recado"

"Não irá passar recado, vamos por um fim nessa operação" os papeis são colocados na frente de harry que folheia um por um "hoje louis tomlinson chegará por volta das 11:00 da noite de uma de suas boates na parte boêmia de londres, você tem 1 hora para entrar no apartamento sem deixar rastros e fazer uma surpresinha para nosso amigo de longa data" zayn entrega outro papel, era a planta do prédio "confio em você, styles."

✨️

"Agente 1, na escuta?" Harry escuta um dos reforços falar no ponto em seu ouvido

"Na escuta" harry se abaixa no peitoral do terraço do prédio de tomlinson "reforço 1 e 2, fiquem preparados" ela diz terminando de prender a especie de corda que ela usar para descer até a janela do 25° andar, apenas 2 andares abaixo de onde ela estava "descendo para o alvo"

A cacheada pula do parapeito do predio, ficando presa pelo suporte em sua cintura

Ela desceu devagar fazendo o minimo de barulho possivel e então chegou na janela grande que dava a visão do apartamento completamente escuro de louis

Ela tirou uma especie de chave universal de seu cinto, não demorando mais que 5 minutos para estar caminhando pelo apartamento

Era um bom local, decoração moderna, organizado e limpo -- não por muito tempo --

"Agente 1, carro do alvo localizado, está entrando no estacionamento do predio"

"Tudo em posição" ela senta confortavelmente na cama king size do quarto grande, a adaga rodando em seus dedos

Seus olhos verdes caem no relogio analogico na parede