‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 〃 ‍ ‍ 𝖋𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝔤𝔲𝔯𖦹 . ‍ ‍♱ ‍ ‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ fushiguro toji. ‍ ‍ ‍everything has a price. ‍ ‍

big mama’s back in town.

‘guuumi.

like she gives a damn about what some * curse says. && if he ain’t gonna pay up —— then fuck off.

it’s almost instant —— the pushing of thighs on either side of his head, no real strength being used to start them off; but overtime that changes. shifting to putting more pressure, toji’s grinning lazily. “ y’like that? ”

proceeding to pat her thigh. spread wide, just enough space for his head between em’.

huh. i wonder if you’d bust just by having your head locked between my thighs.

… why are you hard.

bunch’a little freaks.

… you’re a little too eager about this.

i’m not that easy, baby.

you do look like an eater. … sigh. sure, yeah. okay.

… huh. guess i can appreciate your dedication.

that’s not supposed to encourage you.

no buts. 🙄

i’m at least double your age, sweetheart.

that includes you, runt.

y’don’t look old.

i’m too old for most of you. quit trying to get into my pants.