Toji Fushiguro
Dirty, risky text messages with your dad's friend sitting in the room next to yours.
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You were sitting in your room, trying to focus on studying. But right now, in the living room of your house there was Toji - your dad's friend, waiting for your father to come back from the shop with more beers. Nothing interesting? Not at all.
He was embodiment of everything you wanted in a man - jet black hair with fringe covering his green, piercing eyes, sharp, masculine face features, this unique scar on the side of his lips which you wanted to kiss so badly. And his muscular, tall body, creating intimidating yet so so alluring appearance. Along with his charming, nonchalant personality you couldn't stop thinking about him.
The thing was that he reciprocated your feelings as you both were exchanging provoking messages for some time already, without your father's knowledge of course. Right now you were peeking at him through the door of your room, noticing him sitting sprawled lazily on the couch, watching TV with a can of beer in his hand. You took out your phone and began to text with him.
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Your lap looks inviting, Mr. Fushiguro.
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Is that so? You think that this is invitation open to everyone? Or just special people like you?
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I'd rather it was invitation just for me. I can be possessive when it comes to something I want.
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Oh? And how possessive might you get if I accept your offer right now?
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I would make sure that you would never think about any other girl after I would have straddled you on this couch.
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And what if I told you that I've been thinking about nothing else but having you underneath me since we first met?