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happy halloween

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♡ TW: yandere, captive reader, Stockholm syndrome

♡ FEM reader

“I’m back,” he calls out softly once opening the door.

You’re already there—must have heard him drive up then padded over—standing there, wordlessly awaiting his kiss. You don’t notice it yourself, though he does, how you get up on your tippy-toes and meet him halfway. You’ve been doing it for a while now. It’s really cute. And so he doesn’t say anything on it—doesn’t want to spook the habit.

“Welcome home,” you say, and he wraps his arms around you, pulling you soft and snugly against his chest—smiling at how you nuzzle into it—yet another cute thing you’ve started doing lately.  

“Mh-thank you, sweetheart—feels good,” he coos into your hair, petting it smoothly while you stand there, neither of you pulling away. “What did you do today?”

You sigh and sink further into his embrace, mumbling, “Same as any other day…” almost sulkily. “Just waiting for you.”

He chuckles, “Oh, that’s not true. I saw you watching something—anything fun?”

You hum, hiding your face in his chest, mumbling into it, “Not really… just binging another franchise they decided to ruin...” You shift and look up at him, keeping your chin on his chest while grumbling, “I don’t understand why they’d reboot something just to completely disregard everything it originally stood for—and all the effects just make it look cheap.”

He can’t help but chuckle again, ruffling your hair with a fond smile. “You’re such a nerd.” He could eat you up the way you are right now, plated on a silver platter for him all so willingly. “A cute nerd, though.”

You pout, “Honestly, what’s going on out there? I barely understand anything I’m watching anymore—it’s all alien to me.”

His hug on you tightens, but you don’t flinch like you used to—even as the look in his eyes darkens along with his words. “Yeah, the world’s gone mad. You’re better off in here.”

You smile then—agreeing for once. It’s also a new and adorable habit. And then you unzip his jacket for him, helping it off his shoulders and hanging it up for him—all so naturally. Looking back at him while asking, “And how was your day?”

He smiles while beholding you—to think such a question would ever leave your lips all so domestically—it’s enough to make his chest swell. Then with an exaggerated sigh, he whines, “Absolutely horrible without you,” wrapping you up in another hug, this time from behind, nuzzling his chin into the ticklish skin of your neck—making you giggle. Arms around your front, swaying you back against him. “Every second, I was counting down ‘til when I could come home to you.”

“Is that right?” You grin at his gesture—twisting around so that you could look at him straight. Slouched as he stood, all but draping you with his taller form—eyes leveled with yours, half-mast and adoringly admiring you like his most precious thing—his sweet loving girlfriend.

You cup his face in both hands, thinking the same of him—your sweet loving boyfriend. You’re about to kiss him, but then, struck by the thought, there’s a sudden freight in your chest that follows, and you jolt back as if he’d burned you.

He stills, warm expression twisting to one of concern. “Hey—” Stepping after you with his hands laid on your forearms, giving you a small squeeze. “What’s wrong?”

“I—” You don’t know, you think. Something’s off. Something’s not right—about his touch, about your heart, about all of it. “I’m just…” 

You think about it, eyes skittering over his face—did you always look at his face? Since when did he become so familiar? Since when did you walk around wanting to see it?

“I just…” the words feel all strange in your mouth, but there’s no denying there’s truth in them. “I missed you.”

His features blank at that, blinking at you. “Oh…” Then he softens—smiles with a chuckle, “Well, I’m home now, so…” His head slants, looking at you in askance as he gently brings a hand up to thumb your chin. “What’s with this pouty face?”

You bite your lip. There’s so much noise in your chest—so many conflicting feelings. You’ve begun missing him when he’s gone—when he leaves you. You’ve started wishing for his return, spending your day in wait. Since when did you start doing that?

It’s not right.

“I’m slipping,” your voice is shaken and weak, eyes welling up with thick water enough to have him look blurry—you shake your head and squeeze them shut—making the tears fall quickly. “I’m not supposed to miss you—” you cry. “That’s not right. I’m not—you’re not—”

Not your boyfriend.

“Hey, hey, sweetie. It’s okay,” he cuts your sob off with two warm hands placing themselves on your wettened cheeks, holding you tenderly. You layer yours on top of his, feeling it’s the only thing keeping you from spiraling into oblivion. 

“It’s okay, sweetie,” he coos, smearing out your teardrops, making them dry. “It was gonna happen sooner or later, right?”

Your eyes peel and look at him—through the veil. His face is a comfort—though you feel strange seeing it as such, when you know, even though most of you has decided to forget, that he’s a psychotic stalker who’s kidnapped you and held you captive for what must be closing in on a year already.

“Don’t feel bad—it’s only natural,” he assures, pulling you into his chest again—both arms around you snugly with his chin on top of your head, gently rocking you from side to side. “Everything’s fine. So you’re losing your mind a little—we’ll just find something else for you to think about. Right? Is there anything you want? Anything I can get you? More clothes? Sweets? Something fun? Maybe you can take up another hobby?”

He loosens his hold to look down at you—his face warm with devout for you, with a wordless vow saying he’ll do everything, give you anything in return for your happiness.  

You love him, you realize then with a shudder.

You’re in love with your crazy captor—your batshit lovesick oversweet captor who shares your bed and treats you like a spoiled pet. And it’s so fucked up—so, so very fucked up, so very fucking fucked up. But it’s true—you’re in love with him. And you have been for a while.

“What do you say?” he asks in hope.

Yet, you can’t say it out loud. No, not yet—it still feels all so wrong. But, at the same time, you don’t think there’s a need for you to put it into words for him. He’s always known you better than you have yourself, after all. And that wholesome smile on his face says it all—he already knows.

“No… I just,” you start, staring into his eyes—those full-loving eyes that look at you as if you’re the only thing of value in the whole entire world. “I just want…” It’s a scary confession—both admitting it to yourself and him. “You.” 

You look down, curling your fingers into his shirt.

“I don’t need anything else.”

It’s the truth and nothing but the truth—albeit a somewhat sad truth. It’s your one wish—your only wish. You just want him—to stay, to hold you, to kiss you. You can’t even think of wanting anything else anymore.

“Oh, well, that’s easy, isn’t it?” he says, stroking your cheeks, fishing for your shy gaze—smiling once hooking it—pretty teary puppy eyes, lost and looking for directions. 

Don’t worry—he’s here to help.

“Where do you want me then, sweetheart?” His lips near your forehead. “Here?” He gives it a chaste kiss, earning your sniffle, then ducks down to your neck. “Or here, maybe?” Giving that a kiss as well, this time with more behind it, sucking the skin with a soft bite. 

“Or maybe…” His voice is low, and it makes your skin buzz with a desire just as dark—shivering with it as his lips ghost yours. “Here?”

You hang in his hold, leaning after it.

But he just smiles, “Tell me, sweetheart—where do you want me?”

Your lip wobbles, brows cinched as your balled fists needily pull him close—yearning for it.

“Everywhere.”

♡ BNHA – Deku, Kirishima, Hawks ♡ JJK – Geto, Gojo, Naoya, Toji ♡ HQ – Kuro, Oikawa, Miya twins ♡ CSM – Yoshida ♡ BLLK – Reo, Nagi

♡ FEM x M INSERT masterlist ♡ GN x M INSERT masterlist

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Tbh I don’t love how I’ve written this and I’ve partly lost motivation for it. I hope I get better the more I write but imma upload these last 2 parts anyway. Hope you enjoy

Dad’s best friend Toji part 3

Not really all that smutty tbh

On Tuesdays, you have only one class and it starts at 10. You don’t get out of bed until 9 and when you look at yourself in the mirror, you feel shameful. Never have you let yourself get so caught up in your own feelings. You wanted him so bad it felt like you’d die if you didn’t have him, but you don’t want anyone who doesn’t want you. At that moment, you decide you’ll have more restraint on yourself. When you make it to the kitchen, there’s a note on the whiteboard that’s on the fridge. In messy handwriting, it says breakfast is in the oven. Despite the way you feel, it makes you smile. Toast, eggs, and bacon are tucked into the oven to keep warm for you. You eat quickly and head out for your class.

After class, instead of staying home the rest of the day, you decide to go see your friends for a little while. It’s a great distraction from the events of last night but your mind still finds its way back to Toji. Maybe it’s best to stay out tonight, with a friend. You don’t want to deal with the awkwardness. Your friends invite you to the bar, even though it’s Tuesday, and you say yes. Apparently the drinks are cheaper during the week.

After a few too many shots on a weeknight, you’re feeling good but also a little regretful. You know in the morning you’ll wish you hadn’t done this. Your friend returns from the bathroom and tells you there’s another bar they plan on going to, but you decline. They pout but you wave them away. You’re done for the night so you order an uber to take you home.

Upon entering the home, you notice it’s quiet and dark, except for the light on the staircase. You see movement in the corner of your eye and turn to find Toji sitting on the couch. There’s 2 boxes of pizza on the table.

“Did you have a night class or something?” He asks suddenly, a slight edge to his voice.

“No..”

“Then where were you? Your mom said you weren’t the type to stay out late.”

“Out. With friends. Didn’t know I had a bedtime.” He scoffs at you. Your eyebrows furrow with confusion.

“You could’ve at least told me where you were so I didn’t worry.” You’re in disbelief.

“Sorry to make you worry I didn’t realize you cared so much for my safety.” You sarcastically replied. Toji stands.

“I just want to make sure that, while your parents are away, nothing happens to you.” “Oh, please. Give me a break. You really think they care that much, Toji? Look around.” You gesture to the house. “They’re not here! They’re rarely here. Even when I was younger they were gone a majority of the time. If anything was gonna happen to me it would’ve already happened. No need to act like you’re so worried.”

“Maybe I was worried. Your mom says you’re a good kid and I expected you to be here when I got home. I even ordered us pizza!” You can’t help but feel a little guilty but at the same time, who did he think he was talking to you like this? Did he forget what happened last night?

“Well forgive me for not being here when the events of last night have been haunting me all day. I needed to get out.” Toji walks towards you until he’s only a few feet away. You can’t help it when you look him up and down. He looks tense. You feel an overwhelming urge to soothe him but you stifle it.

“Last night shouldn’t have happened.” You can’t help but laugh.

“Oh. Are you gonna scold me, daddy?” The words slip from your lips before you can hold them back. Your hand is cocked at your hip. Toji moves closer towards you.

“What did you call me?” His voice is low. Threatening.

“What’s wrong daddy? You don’t like it?” Before you can move or say anything else, Toji’s fingers are around the back of your neck. They slip through the back of your hair and he yanks your head back. Your mouth falls open and you gasp.

“Don’t play with me babygirl. You really don’t know what you’re getting into.” You can’t help but moan at his words, your fingers come up to paw at his chest. Your brain melts into nothing and suddenly you feel compliant. A sharp tug in your abdomen has your toes curling in your shoes. This is what you want, no, it’s what you need.

“Please, daddy. I wanna be your good girl.” You breathe out the words. Toji groans and suddenly he’s all over you. Your foreheads lay against each other and he delicately traces his lips over yours. You try to lean forward, to kiss him, but his hand has a tight hold on your hair, forcing you to stay put. He even tugs you back an inch from his face. Toji moves his head to the side of your neck and licks a thick stripe from the bottom of your throat to your ear. You shudder in his hold, arching against him. You’re reminded of your dream you had about him. His smell envelops you. It’s pine and sandalwood and sweet like cherries. Toji softly kisses your ear and whispers,

“But you’re not a good girl. I think you’ve been a bad girl and bad girls don’t get what they want baby.” He releases you suddenly and moves to the stairs. He doesn’t look back at you.

“Go to bed.”

You’re left standing there, head spinning and pussy throbbing, again. Your eyes burn with tears of frustration. You want to march to his room and demand he take care of you, but you don’t. Instead, you go to your room and let the exhaustion take over you.

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Dad’s best friend Toji pt 2

Contains smut!

Monday morning classes go by slowly or maybe it’s the fact that you can’t wait to go home and see what Toji is up to. Even though, he probably is at work. You wonder how he would react if he came in from work and you had made dinner for them. Would it be too domestic? Would he even question it? Would he sit at the table with you? Would he find someway to say thank you? It might be too soon for him though. You don’t want to scare him away, but you feel so drawn to him. You feel electric when he’s around.

After class, you decide that you’re going to cook dinner for him anyway. You stop by Aldi and pick up a few things and rush home to prepare. His truck that he drove in yesterday is gone, confirming that he is at work. You decide to start dessert before you take your shower. You prepare lemon blueberry tarts for him and yourself. The house smells delicious and it makes your mouth water. Hopefully he has no allergies. After completing this step you prep a few things for dinner and leave to clean up yourself.

Dinner is almost ready and it’s nearing 6 o’clock. You hear the sound of keys at the door and suck in a breath of air, wiping your moist hands down your shorts. As Toji enters the house, he lifts his head and meets your eyes. Instantly, he smiles warmly at you. You watch as he takes a deep inhale through his nose.

“What is that smell?” He asks, dropping his keys onto the counter.

“I made us dinner for tonight.” You sheepishly look down at the rice pilaf cooking on the stove.

“You didn’t have to do that. But I appreciate it. I’m gonna shower and I’ll be back down.” His voice is casual. You can’t help but watch as he turns to the stairs. Your heart skips a beat and you work to finish everything, hands slightly shaking.

When Toji comes down the stairs, you start to make your plates. As you set his plate down in front of him, he grasps your hand. You bite your lip to hold back any sounds you want to make.

“It looks delicious. Thank you.” His thumb brushes over the back of your hand.

“It’s no problem Toji. I wanted to cook for you.” You’re not sure why you said that. Maybe your hormones and sexual frustrations are catching up to you, making you braver than before. He raises his eyebrows at you and you turn your attention to your own plate.

“Oh! I almost forgot!” You jump up and come back with a bottle of wine in your hands. Toji is grinning at you and it makes your heart beat wildly in your chest.

“Wine and dinner? If I didn’t know any better I’d say you were trying to seduce me.” He chuckles, looking at you through his eyelashes. You hesitate, suddenly feeling embarrassed. Is it really that obvious? You say nothing as you pour yourself a glass.

Dinner goes smoothly and, before Toji can leave, you’re quick to ask him if he’d like to watch a movie with you. Being alone in a dark room with him sounds like the perfect setup for something carnal to take place. He stares at you for a moment, undoubtedly trying to figure you out. But then he shrugs and says,

“Sure. A movie sounds nice. But I get to pick.” You can’t help but giggle in satisfaction at his answer. Excitement moves through your body making you feel giddy. It’s been a long time since you’ve felt like this around someone. In fact, you don’t think you’ve ever wanted someone more than you want Toji. You’re not even sure where you want this to go. All you can think of, is him. His face, body, voice. It’s like a drug you can’t stay away from.

When you make it back to the living room, after changing into your pajamas, Toji has the movie paused. Your eyes roam his features, stopping at his soft lips. He looks up at you and you turn your eyes to the tv.

“So what’re we watching?” You ask, sitting on the other side of the couch Toji is sitting on. He smirks at you.

“We’re gonna watch Sinister.” You can’t help but laugh. He looks confused for a moment.

“What?”

“I love sinister, Toji.” He looks at you and for a second there’s a look in his eyes that make you want to lay back and spread yourself open for him. He face shifts and he lets out a laugh.

“I should’ve figured you’d like scary movies.” He presses play on the tv.

“I do like scary movies but nothing too gory. It’s just exciting and makes me feel some type of way.” He turns to look at you then and that feeling comes back. This time you hold his eyes.

“How does it make you feel?” His voice is deeper, raspier. You wonder what it would be like for him to talk you through it.

“I mean, like I said, it’s exciting. Gives me a rush and I love the suspense and build up.” You pull your legs up onto the couch and position your body so you’re facing him. His eyes roam over your legs and up your body to your eyes again.

“See something you like sweetheart?” You mock him and he throws his head back when he laughs.

Since you both have seen sinister, you decide to watch something neither of you have watched before. You both watch Pearl.

It’s halfway through the movie and you’ve noticed Toji has moved a couple of inches closer to you. It’s cool and dark in the room, making you feel more confident than before. You stretch your feet out and they brush the side of his leg.

“Sorry.”

He looks up at you and you move to tuck your feet back, but he grabs them. Toji moves over another inch towards you and sets your feet in his lap.

“Thanks.” You smile, feigning innocence and he brushes his hand over your feet. His thumb presses into the arch of your foot, massaging it. You can’t hold back the small moan that slips through. Foot massages are your weakness. He lets out a low laugh.

“Feel good?” He’s looking at you now, digging his fingers deeper. Your toes curl at the pressure and the feeling of his hands on you. You want more.

“Yes.” You nod your head at him, watching his hands work. Your pussy clenches around nothing and you press your thighs together. Both of you have forgotten the movie in the background. His hand moves up your ankle, to your leg, and softly strokes you there. You clench your thighs tighter, holding yourself back from spreading your legs for him. Even though this seems extremely intimate and inappropriate, you still can’t be sure how he would react if you just open yourself up for him. The movie ends and the credits roll on the screen. His hand continues to rub your leg.

“Toji?” Your soft voice grabs his attention. He looks at you like he could swallow you entirely. Your breath hitches for a second and you gulp. You wonder what he’s thinking.

“I really like when you touch me.” You keep your voice delicate, innocent almost. He tightens his hold on your leg.

“Yeah?” He asks, his hand moves higher than it had before. Goosebumps break out across your skin at the contact. His hand is very warm, just like you’d thought.

“Yes.” You whisper out. You hold each other’s eyes as he continues to slide his hand up and over to the inside of your leg. Without being able to stop yourself, your legs part for him. Your eyes are heavy. Heat builds in your core and you can feel yourself getting wet with slick. You wonder what it feels like to have Toji’s fingers in your pussy.

“I-I’m sorry. I actually can’t do this.” Toji removes his hands from you and stands, running his fingers through his dark brown hair. The embarrassment spreads through your whole body and you close your legs, sitting up straight. The rejection sobers you up from the heat that has built in your core.

“It’s just, your dad is a good friend of mine and you’re his daughter. It would be wrong, for both of us.” You let out a humorless laugh, shaking your head. Part of you can’t blame him for being hesitant, but he doesn’t know your relationship with your father. He also doesn’t know you, doesn’t know that you’ve never done anything like this before. Never pursued a man. Never had the confidence in yourself to do such things like you’ve done tonight.

“I see. I’m so glad he’s a great friend to you Toji. If only he could be the same way with me. Doesn’t matter anyway. You won’t be here forever and neither will I. Goodnight.”

You get up from the couch and Toji watches you leave before beginning to clean up. Of course he wouldn’t want to touch you. How would your father feel if he found out? Would he even care? Probably not, but Toji doesn’t know that. You do know that Toji wants you, otherwise he wouldn’t have touched you the way he did. You wonder how much more enticing you can make yourself to him. Would he be able to say no if he saw you, begging for him, open for him? A treat laid bare for him to consume. Surely he wouldn’t deny himself something that was handed to him on a silver platter. He’s not the type to pick at his food, wouldn’t dare be impolite and reject what was offered to him. You want to see his facade crumble for you.

You make sure to leave the door unlocked and slightly ajar when you lay out across your bed. You pull your clothes off and reach for your toy. Just the sight of it makes you throb, the desire moves through your body anew. You think of him as you desperately seek release from the tension that has coiled its way inside your body.

“Toji!” You call out, so close to cumming from just the thought of what could’ve happened earlier. The thought of him pulling you closer to him and situating himself between your legs. You wonder how he would feel completely pressed against you. What does his cock look like? Would you even be able to take him? Your vibrator is pressed to your clit and your back is arched off of the bed. You can hear him coming up the stairs finally. You gasp his name out as you clench around nothing, wanting so desperately to feel his fingers, tongue, cock, anything inside of you. A creek from the door has your eyes darting towards it. Toji stands there, watching you intensely. You spread your legs for him, grabbing your breast with your other hand. You’ve never felt so vulnerable in front of someone. You want to be vulnerable for him though. Your hips roll against your vibrator again and again, unable to stop yourself.

“You’re doing all of this? For me, baby? Are you that needy for it?” His husky voice makes you beg. It sends all rational thought from your brain. He hasn’t touched you and yet, you feel like you’re floating. You can tell from his eyes that he’s fighting with himself.

“Toji, please. Please, I need to cum.” You’re whining now, so close to your peak. You wonder what he feels watching you like this. Is he hard right now? The thought makes you press harder on your clit. You’ve only known each other for a day, but it feels like he’s all you’ve ever wanted. You were never the type for random hookups, but for Toji, you have to have a taste. A piece of him. Whatever he will give you. Your mind races with thoughts of him. All over you, surrounding you. Your eyes find his again and he holds your stare. His tongue flicks out to wet his lips and you whimper at the sight. The thought of his sharp tongue on your pussy has you gasping. He steps closer, leaning against the wall as he peers down at you. It makes you feel exposed. You fight to close your legs from his gaze.

“Are you gonna cum, babygurl? Gonna cum just from me watching you play with yourself?” You cry out at his words. Yes, yes, yes.

“Cum for me, baby. Be a good girl and cum for me.” His voice is stern; it’s an order. An order you refused to disobey. Your toes curl as you arch further off the mattress. The pleasure washes through you in never ending waves. Your brain is nothing but tv static at this point, no thoughts. You’re gasping his name out like a prayer, body jerking from the aftershocks as you come down. When you finally collapse on the bed, you look to where he was standing. He’s gone.

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This is Dad’s best friend Toji part 1

Living with your parents during college wasn’t exactly what you had in mind. Most of your friends were staying on campus, making new friends and meeting new people. Living at home almost made you feel less autonomous. You couldn’t really complain though. Your parents were rarely home. They traveled for work often, leaving you home alone. It’s always been like this. Looking back now, it’s easy to see how they were neglectful. When you were younger, it felt like a dream to be free from your parents so often. Every friend you ever had said you were lucky. They would come over often to get away from their overbearing parents with the lie that yours would be home. Your parents weren’t bad people but you were an accident and they definitely weren’t going to let you slow them down once you were old enough to care for yourself. You can’t really say you blame them. After all, they gave you everything you ever needed.

It was one of those rare weekends; your parents were both home. Besides having lunch with a friend, you didn’t have many plans. You were a month into your final school year, so you would be studying this weekend to stay ahead. The weather had started to cool down and you had the windows open, letting the cool breeze in. Your cat, Salem, lay next to the open window. You occasionally reached out and stroked his soft fur. It was a peaceful day.

A knock at the door pulled you from the book you were hunched over.

“Come in!” Your mom opens the door and walks into your room. Her hair is pulled into a neat bun and she’s wearing a cute loungewear set. You smile at her. It’s comforting to have her home.

“I just wanted to let you know your father is having a friend over for dinner tonight.” She reaches over and scratches behind Salem’s ears. The wind blows her baby hairs around her face.

“Okay, cool. Who is it?” You don’t really care about any of his friends, but it would be nice to know who’s coming over.

“You haven’t met him before but his name is Toji.” A friend you haven’t met before? That was a rarity. When your parents were home they enjoyed hosting for their friends.

“Is he weird or what? Like, are you telling me to prepare me for meeting him or just letting me know so I don’t walk down dressed for bed?” She lets out a small laugh.

“He’s a nice guy. I just wanted you to know we’re having company so you’re not surprised by anyone else being here.”

“Thanks, Mom. I actually do appreciate that.” She pats your head as she moves to leave the room.

“Alright, well, let me know if you need anything. I’m gonna get a head start on dinner.” She pulls the door shut and you turn back to your book. You can’t help but feel a little curious about your Dad’s new friend. You don’t have anything interesting going on in life at the moment so you’re hopeful he is as nice as your Mom says he is. It might be nice to have some extra company and to hear some new stories from someone else.

After a 2 hour long study session, you decide it’s time to start getting ready for dinner. You light a few candles and take a long shower to wash the day away. After applying your skincare and smoothing lotion over your entire body, you walk to your closet to find something suitable to wear. It’s just your parents and a new guest so it’s not like you need to dress fancy. You just don’t need to wear pajamas, unfortunately. A tee shirt and jeans will do fine. You also decide to wear your slippers for added comfort. The doorbell rings and you walk to the window in an attempt to catch a sneak peek at your dad’s new friend. He’s already entered the house because the door step is vacant. You crack open your bedroom door and can hear the voices of your parents and another person. Might as well go ahead and introduce yourself.

Entering into the kitchen, you see him. His back is to you; a glass of what you assume is whiskey in his left hand. From the back, he looks…good. He’s wearing a black dress shirt, tucked into a pair of charcoal grey slacks. The shirt is pulled tight around his arms and back, leaving little to the imagination. There is no doubt he works out regularly and you can’t help but envy his motivation to do so. His skin is tan and smooth with dark brown hair on his head. He turns his head to the side, taking a sip from his glass. His jaw is cut sharp. It’s hard to tear your eyes away from him, until your mom notices you’ve made your entrance.

“Hey, baby!” She sets her hand towel on the counter and comes to stand beside you.

“Toji, this is our daughter, Rose. Rose this is Toji.” He turns to fully face you. You stand there, silently, just looking at him. There’s a small scar on his lip and his tongue swipes out to wet it. Your eyes watch the movement. He extends his hand out to shake yours and your mom bumps your shoulder, pulling you out of your trance. A blush rises to your cheeks and you avoid looking him in the eyes as you shake his hand. His hand is big and you know he’s a working man from the callouses that brush against your palm.

“It’s nice to meet you.” His voice is deep and raspy, sultry even. It makes your cheeks burn hotter. He stands over you, looking down at you. You squirm under his gaze. It makes you feel like prey caught in a trap.

“It’s nice to meet you, Toji.” You stammer out. Your dad breaks the tension by clapping Toji over the shoulder. Toji’s eyes finally break away from you and he looks to your dad.

“Toji will actually be staying with us for a little while until he gets back on his feet.” Oh? Your face is neutral even though you’re dying to ask questions. Why here? Doesn’t he have anyone else? He’s a grown man and needs to stay at a friend’s place?

“Okay. No problem.” You say, finally, daring to smile at Toji, who has turned his attention back to you. His face softens and he smiles at you.

“I promise I won’t be in your way.” That voice… Just hearing him speak makes you want to bare your neck to him.

“She stays in her room most of the time anyways.” Your dad says, laughing as he sips his whiskey. Easy for him to say when he is never here. You stifle the urge to roll your eyes and decide to help your mom set the table.

Toji sits across from you as you take your seat. It feels hotter than normal in the house and you avoid looking at him. You know if you do, you’ll blush again. You’ve never seen someone who looked or sounded like him. Maybe it won’t be such a bad thing to have him staying here. He is eye candy after all. Your thoughts are running when you feel something bump your foot under the table. You look up and Toji is looking at you.

“So you’re in college?” He asks. Typical Dad’s friend questions. You let out a small laugh.

“Yes, only one year left.” He nods his head, leaning back in his chair. You can’t pull your eyes away from his chest. His shirt is pulled taut and you can’t help but imagine what it feels like to run your hand over him. You imagine his warmth would radiate through his clothes. He seems like the type to run hot. Your eyes meet his and he’s got his lip between his teeth, watching you stare at him. You quickly look away.

Dinner ends and your parents tell you to show Toji to his room while they clean up. It’s the guest room, on the 2nd level where your room is. His is at the end of the hall and yours a few doors down.

“Well this is you.” You gesture towards the room.

“Thanks, Doll.” The pet name makes your cheeks burn. You look up at him with wide eyes.

“Why don’t you just ask? I know you want to.” He says as he sits on the bed, his eyes downcast.

“What?” You blurt out.

“Why don’t you ask me why I’m staying here with you and your family?” Oh. That. Your mouth is open as you stare at him. He looks up and you snap your mouth shut.

“It would be rude to ask.” You run your hand up your arm, comforting yourself.

“I would not blame you if you were the slightest bit curious and it’s not rude. I'm in your home."

"So why are you here?" You ask, tentatively.

Toji lets out a sigh and his shoulders sag.

"Divorce." He finally admits. You cant help but feel a little sad for him. It must be hard to start all over at an older age. However old he is.

"I'm sorry to hear that." You say.

"It was mutual, but I sort of left her almost everything in an attempt to get away as fast as possible. Now I’m just trying to figure out what to do next.” You nod your head in understanding.

“Well, I’m happy we can give you a fresh start. If you need anything just let me know.”

“Thank you.” You close the door softly and walk to your room.

When you dream that night, it’s of Toji. He opens your door and you sit up in bed. Neither of you say anything but you already know what he’s thinking as he moves across the bed to you. His face is in your neck, kissing a trail to your ear. His lips brush your ear and he whispers, “Wake up, Doll.” Your eyes jolt open and you stare up at the ceiling. Your hand brushes the side of your neck and you can feel the sticky sweat. A shudder runs through you as you imagine the wetness is from his mouth. You’re burning with desire. It’s almost enough to make you go to his room. But you don’t, for obvious reasons. Instead you run your hands across your breast, whispering his name. Your hand slides teasingly down your stomach to the waistband of your panties. Gently, your fingers creep towards where you’re throbbing and you gasp when you graze your clit. Hot and wet. Not having the patience to wait anymore, you quickly start rubbing circles to soothe the ache. A knock sounds at the door and you rip your hand from your underwear.

“Come in!” You shout hoarsely. It’s your mom again.

“So your dad and I have a last minute thing we have to take care of. It’s in New York so we’ll be gone for a couple of days.” Any other time you would’ve been disappointed to hear they were leaving again but this time, you feel excitement bubbling.

“Oh. No worries, I guess. It’s not like you can help it.” You shrug it off.

“Our flight is tonight, so we should be back by either Wednesday or Thursday night.”

“Okay, sounds good.” She kisses you on your head and exits the room.

When you finally get ready for the day and leave your room, you can’t help but glance at Toji’s door. It’s wide open and curiosity gets the best of you. His bed is slightly disheveled but he is nowhere to be seen. You look around the room, when suddenly you can feel the presence of someone near you. You jump and turn around to see Toji there, grinning at you.

“See anything you like, sweetheart?”

“I’m sorry I just wanted to say good morning and I saw your door was open.” It’s not that far from the truth.

“Well, good morning then.” He leans against the door frame and you feel that familiar ache in your abdomen. He’s so big and strong. You wonder how easily he could pick you up or how easily he could maneuver you into whatever position he wanted you in.

“You feeling okay? Your cheeks are a little red.” He’s messing with you. His smirk is telling enough. He must know you’re attracted to him. You can feel your blush deepen and quickly try to leave the room.

“I’m fine! Just kind of hot in here, I think. You might need a fan for tonight.” You’re stuttering yourself out of the room. Toji watches as you leave, his eyes never leaving yours. You sigh in defeat when you reach the bottom of the stairs. This will be interesting when your parents leave.

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price recs / poly 141 recs

requested by the one and only @vgilantee! i’m so sorry this took so long 😭

mind the warnings/tags when clicking on each link.

like i said with my last rec list, if i think of any others i’ll edit this post to add them, then i’ll reblog this post with a note saying it’s been added to.

in addition, as i was putting this post together, i read all of these recs again. i have reblogs of them all drafted up, even if i’ve already reblogged them before. after i post this, i’ll start posting those reblogs so i’m sorry if it clogs your dash 😅

price:

- the space in between by @391780 (i mean come ON. you know i had to. that series, and early, has me by the neck. i rec anything from early, duhhh)

- the arrangement by @/391780 (as i’m typing this i’ve only read the first chapter and i already KNOW i’m obsessed with it)

- mafia price au by @cordeliawhohung (there’s also pieces for ghost, gaz and soap in the same universe that i recommend as well! it’s all linked in the same masterlist)

- oral fixation by @/cordeliawhohung (foaming at the mouth for this oh my god 😵‍💫 and literally anything by core obviously)

- mask on by @/391780

- the captain’s wife by @/391780

- first time by @/391780

- sick day by @/391780 (so so sweet and what a cute read 🥹 tossing this at char while they’re sick because it’s absolutely perfect.)

- captain’s on the way by @/391780 (once i get that text, oh you can bet your ass i’ll be ready 🥰)

- price returning from deployment by @vgilantee (i recommend anything from char duhhh. if you check in the reblogs you’ll see any additions char has added to this post.)

- kissing price by @/vgilantee (literally the dream)

- subspace + oral fixation by @/vgilantee (oh jeez 😵‍💫 this is still just as hot as when we talked abt it in dms)

- cumming in his pants by @/vgilantee (if you check in the reblogs you’ll see any additions that char has made to this post)

- heavy by @/vgilantee (i know it’s heavy, i just know it. i can hold it—)

- were - price’s cock by @/vgilantee (if you check in the reblogs you’ll see any additions that char has made to this post)

- cockwarming him while sick by @/vgilantee (check the reblogs and you’ll see any addition that char has made to this post)

- devoured by @xxshadowbabexx (woof woof woof oh my god. still barking at this request you filled for me 🤭)

- rules are made to be broken by @/xxshadowbabexx (oh lord oh lord oh lord. foaming at the mouth for this request you filled for me 😵‍💫)

- you stopped sharing your location with price by @syoddeye (one of my first reads that yanked my ass into dark fic 😵‍💫 i need that man)

- barista sized hole by @/syoddeye (god this changed me 😵‍💫 bark bark bark. literally anything from sy!! duh)

- flashing by @/syoddeye (oh i’m gonna need him to chase me thru the house just like that)

- thighs + choking kink by @pfhwrittes (anything from p really. oh this made my fat little heart sing!!!)

- male submission by @/pfhwrittes (i need him i need him.)

- older by @femalefemur (oh lord this spoke to me 😵‍💫)

- calling him captain by @/femalefemur (GOD the title kink/honorific kink was fed with this. i rec anything from cyn, obvi)

- peeping tom i / ii / iii by @secretsynthetic (i wanna say these were the first pieces i read from naomi and ugh, they warmed my heart. i rec everything from naomi, duh.)

- priceghost/puppygirl reader intro i intro ii / i / ii / iii by @/secretsynthetic

- tiger balm by @/secretsynthetic (so so precious. i love pricegaz as a ship and naomi captures it so so well and adding reader into the mix just makes it even better 😵‍💫)

- take me home, country road by @ceilidho (duh, of course. and i think we all know i rec everything from ceil)

- pretending to be husband/wife by @/ceilidho (woof woof woof)

- babysitter au by @/ceilidho

- captain price x reader x captain mactavish by @sprout-fics (this was such a NEED. also i rec anything from her, duh)

- (re)organized crime by @charliemwrites (oh this series is so fucking cute. i’m in love! i rec anything from charlie, let’s be real.)

- price’s thighs by @captainswhore (i love everything they post and i love when you tag me for my thoughts on things 🥺 i rec anything from them)

- hoarfrost i / ii by @eilidh-eternal (the way this feeds my predator/prey kink is absolutely outrageous. i love it so much never stop please 😭 rec everything from eilidh, duh)

- house hunting by @/eilidh-eternal

- nevermind i / ii by @captainfern (these were one of the first cod fics i ever read and whew buddy, it not only infected me with the price bug (that’s never leaving) but its also one of the fics that made me wanna start writing for cod. so i’m absolutely rec’ing everything from fernie 🥹)

- headlock by @/captainfern (rorororo oh my god. y’all know how i am about headlock sex.)

- you know you’re right by @/captainfern (jealous bodyguard price fucking you stupid? oh i need him)

- about a girl i / ii by @/captainfern (i’m always fucking weak for the trope ‘he makes you squirt for the first time and now he’s gonna make you do it like 5 more times if it’s the last thing he does’)

- bury your teeth in me by @yeyinde (jesus christ this was so hot, i’m stunned. i rec anything from lev, ofc.)

- spanked by price by @/yeyinde

- keep quiet by @kyletogaz (woof woof woof! that’s me barking! i rec anything from jess!)

- retirement party by @sentientcave (i need to catch up on this but i’m rec’ing regardless bc i know it’s gold. i rec anything from charlie)

- firewatch by @roosterr (oh this was amazing. i loved their banter!! so cute! i rec anything from rooster!)

- outside it starts to pour by @/roosterr

- john? by @ghastlybirdie (sunny this was so 😭😭 when i first read it (and any time after that) i just about cried bc it’s so!!! so so sad but also precious. it’s so immersive and amazingly done. i rec anything from sunny ily)

- my daddy didn’t love me by @makoodles (oh lorddddd this fed me so well. daddy issues gang rise up 😭 i rec everything from them)

- walkthrough by @mikichko (sosososo cute!! i rec everything from kiko)

- inspections by @moondirti (fuck fuck fuck 😵‍💫 i rec everything from them ofc)

poly 141:

- origins of poly 141 x reader by @/vgilantee (keep an eye out for any additions to the post, as always. i rec anything and everything from that au)

- char’s monster 141 au by @/vgilantee (i know it’s not all technically poly but in my head it is, so 😌 and i rec anything and everything from that au)

- #141omegaverse~ by @/vgilantee (idk how to make links for tags unless it’s already made into a link, so go search that tag on char’s blog 😅 and i rec anything and everything from that au)

- price’s girl is the 141’s barracks bunny by @/vgilantee

- mafia au series by @groguspicklejar (y’all KNOW i had to include this. really anything from kelsi ofc)

- from specgru with love by @/charliemwrites (the angst in this is so fucking good. the 141 yearning for reader while readers moved on and leaving them in the dust? AND the jon bernthal face claim for the hot as fuck captain on readers new team? i’m fainting.)

- mister(s) steal your girl by @/charliemwrites (i need to catch up on this one but i’m rec’ing anyway bc i know it’s pure gold)

- tf141 kinks by @/pfhwrittes

- tf141 kinks pt2 by @/pfhwrittes

- tag, you’re it by @/sprout-fics (what a classic. i’m 99% sure i reblogged them a lot earlier in my fandom days but regardless, i’m going through and reblogging everything in this list anyways.)

- omegaverse au by @/sprout-fics (i need to catch up on this but i’m rec’ing regardless bc i know it’s so fucking good.)

- afterburn by @/sprout-fics (what a great aftercare fic, so soft and sweet and heated all at the same time.)

- poly 141 headcanons by @/sprout-fics

- netflix and chill by @luvit (this series was sooo 😵‍💫 the variation of kinks between each one was so hot. also it’s totally obvious that i rec everything from them)

- that man is a dog! by @/luvit (i need to catch up on this but i’m rec’ing this regardless bc i know it’s gold)

- contractor au by @/kyletogaz

- vampire 141 making you cum with a bite by @/kyletogaz

- you, gaz, and price by @kyletogaz

- squirting by @chamomiletealeaf (woof woof this is so fucking hot. i rec anything from them)

- 141 sharing you by @/captainfern

- backshots by @/captainfern

- free use by @ohbo-ohno (oh lord,, that is just the dream. where do i sign up? also i rec anything from bo)

- orgy by @/ohbo-ohno

- fucking machine by @/ohbo-ohno (i know this one isn’t including a reader but its sooo 😵‍💫 that i had to include it)

- body electric by @/yeyinde (THEE call of duty gangbang fic.)

- virgin reader x 141 i / ii / iii by @/yeyinde

- spoils by @/syoddeye

- pack cuddles by @mockerycrow (so so so cute. i’ve reread this countless times. i rec anything from crow)

- spread open by @iciclesses (oh lord!!!!! oh my god 😵‍💫😵‍💫 i rec anything from them ofc)

- they decide you’re theirs by @fulltacs (bowing down to you and your genius brain. thank you for feeding us and for doing the lords work ykwim 👀. i rec everything from them)

- can’t stop thinking about by @a-b-riddle (i thought i added this but maybe tumblr didn’t save it 😭 i rec everything from them <3)