Stepping out of the portal and into the familiar dorms, Nanami sighs with Itadori in his arms.
"Let's get him to his bed…then we'll let the others know we're back."
Silently agreeing, Megumi opens the door out of Elska and everyone's room.
After trekking down the hall and up a floor, they finally reach the space in which Nobara and Itadori call their own. Nanami slides Itadori's unconscious body onto the bed with a huff, finally exalting how heavy the 22-year-old is. They both work to tuck the junior shaman in as comfortably as they can, removing his shoes and coat.
Megumi quietly says, "I don't want to leave my dad and them there too long…", pouting, "…there's something off about this whole thing. We can't trust Getou." He feels Nanami's heavy hand resting down on his shoulder and is now aware that he's not alone in his anxieties.
"I know Megumi, we just have to keep all of our ducks in a row if we're to keep any kind of upper hand.", Nanami smiles warmly, "…and to be honest, I needed to make sure Ieiri is alright." He receives curious eyes from Megumi but decides to divulge, "Ahem...yeah. There have been some developments.", and snickers to himself while adjusting his tie as if his being smitten wasn't clear as day, "But let's go get Kugisaki too, I don't want her flinging nails again."
Megumi stands in awe as the slightest flash of Nanami's enamored mind shows, and smiles to the knowledge that he finally made his move. As he watches his senior leave the room in front of him, Megumi follows, slightly jogging to catch up, "Hey uhhh, I think you two make a good match for what its worth.", but keeps his eyes to floor in front of him in hopes of not embarrassing either of them by the casual coded words of romance. Megumi's surprised when he hears a hearty laugh from Nanami and switches his gaze in time to see the blonde removes his glasses.
"You think so too huh?", Nanami smirks with humility, "To be perfectly honest, kiddo, it feels like I've secretly chased after her for years now. I never thought it would actually happen!"
Megumi shoves his hands into his front pockets with an unsure grin, "Well, I'm glad for it. You seem really happy."
Nanami notices the slightly solemn tone exuding the junior but it jars him to recall how Megumi recently came to him for romantic advice. Dialing back his own enthusiasm, they turn a corner and the manager pries, "So...did you ever confess to the girl you like?"
Almost as if he'd done something horribly wrong, Megumi stops mid-step with wide eyes, "What?! I-I-I don't like anyone!"
Recognizing denial, Nanami grunts to himself, "Maybe it's not a girl?"
Megumi squints his eyes but they become shaped by his angled brow, "WHY DOES EVERYONE GO THERE?!"
Throwing a friendly arm around the juniors neck, Nanami jests, "It's because you won't own up to anything. We can only be left to wonder."
"Yeah...well...", Megumi watches the manager dig for keys as they slow down, "It's because it's complicated...I don't want her to know. I don't think I can deal with the rejection..."
"Hmm...you seem sure of her feelings.", but then Nanami makes a pit stop by his office and quickly swings in the door to grab two full bottles of Johnny Walker Blue, calling out, "You sure she's not into you?"
Megumi's eyes wind shut about halfway as his gaze falls to the brown carpet as he emptily replies, "Yeah..."
"Well, it's her loss then.", The manager pops out of the room and passes a bottle to his junior and says, "This always helped me with the fears of unrequited love. Just don't get carried away or anything, we're still on standby…", Nanami's brow furrows though as he continues, "…but you deserve to relax a little. What we just saw was a lot." His mind flares back to how Elska almost died. A part of him wishes he would've just let Satoru kill Sachiko but now that he's standing next to Megumi, he feigns off the dark thoughts being torn between what felt right and what is wrong.
Megumi does his best to not recall how he froze when Elska was bleeding out. He's able to shake the visual away but the sounds of her asphyxiation rings in his ears like broken, airless bells. He doesn't even realize he's stopped walking again until Nanami calls out for him to hurry, as they're approaching the wing that houses Shoko's workspace.
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"Oh wow! Some of your equipment is more up to date than our own!", Baidal is excitedly following Shoko's lead as she gives him a tour of the lab. Only moments ago, he was ready to piss himself when he quietly approached them, not having seen anyone one else on the campus. He looks over at Nobara to share his enthusiasm and is happy when she seems to approve. 'Nobara looks so sweet now but I will never undermine her.', he thinks to himself after the spunky girl near nailed him to death, 'That was so freaking intense!'
"Oh, and over here is where I do the…", Shoko frowns for a second as she thinks of her phrasing, "…titrations…" She's only now feeling odd to the fact that the process of coming up with the perfect composition for the substitute blood is through the use and method of titers. 'That's pretty strange…', she ponders until a wave of energy is sent through the room into the young Titer himself. As he drops to the ground, she turns around to see Nanami charging full speed ahead towards the younger man and yells, "KENTO WAIT!"
Nanami yolks the boy in yellow robes up by the collar while the rest of his body dangles into the spotless white tile, "So you bastards were trying to pull a fast one?!" Without hesitation, Nanami yanks out his cleaver and lines it to the young man's throat. "You're messing with the wrong woman today son…", and brings his arm up.
In unison Nobara and Shoko scream, "STOP!!!"
Megumi grabs Nobara, "ELSKA ALMOST DIED BECAUSE OF THEM! WHAT THE HELL IS A TITER DOING HERE?!", but stops himself from jolting her as he reads her agitated expression. Nobara stands there before him, irritated and ready to say a mouthful but as she goes to speak, the only words that leave her are, "Where's Yuji!?"
Nanami looks at Shoko with a scowl but releases the young Titer in the same breath. He swiftly walks over to her, "Ieiri, how did he get in? Did he hurt you?!", and quickly searches for any signs of injury. Her lab coat doesn't even have a crease in it though so he takes a moment to try to put together what's going on. He turns to look down at the terrorized Titer, 'What the fuck is going on here?'
Shoko bends down to help the young man up, "This is Baidal, Kento. I met him while I was under Sachiko's thumb but he's not like the rest of them. He's very friendly and is as curious as I am about the unknown." She helps brush the young man off and bows while offering an apology. "I'm sorry about that, this is Kento…", she blushes and gives her statement without conviction, "…my boyfriend?". She now looks to Kento who can't hide his red cheeks either.
"Mr. Kento sir, it is nice to meet you. I've actually already heard quite a bit about you!", Baidal offers out his hand and holds his breath as the narrow-eyed shaman reluctantly meets his grasp. 'They're all pretty scary actually…', he grins nervously while thinking, 'Sain said my good nature would be evident!'
Nanami looks at Shoko while calmly addressing everyone, "Can you guys give us some privacy for a bit?", but never takes his stressed-out eyes off of her.
Nobara perks up, "Baidal, wanna meet Itadori!?", and intertwines her arms with Megumi and him as she takes the much-needed hint to give them their space.
A mixture of intrigue and anticipation gleams over Baidal's face when he asks, "SUKUNA'S VESSEL?!?!"
Nobara nods proudly, "Yes but he has his own name, the King of Curses comes second if you ask me.", and with that she squeezes them through the doorway, Megumi being more so dragged along than anything.
Once they're alone Shoko takes a second to assess how worked up Nanami is and reaches out her hand to touch his face. He catches her wrist though which makes her pull back but he won't let her. "Kento..? Look…I'm sor-…"
Nanami uses her arm to harshly pull Shoko to his chest, bending his neck to meet her lips. He slides his tongue into her mouth, being thankful that he's still able to acquire her taste. "Ieiri…", he mumbles into her, "I'm sorry, I just lost it…"
Now using his mouth to mingle with hers he feels things heating up. The groan that escapes him is too telling and is only challenged by her sweet quiet whimpers so he pulls back and looks away to the wall.
"Hey...what's going on with you right now?", Shoko can tell that he's feeling the moment too but is unable to determine why he's retreating. She cups the sides of his face and turns his head in her direction. "You're stressed…more than usual, is everyone alright?!", the panic begins to flood her but she's reassured that no one is hurt at the moment. "Thank God…", she sighs while leaning into him, wrapping her arms underneath his. She feels something hard against her hip and instantly looks up to him with a devious smirk.
Nanami stands there as she stares into his eyes, gradually running her left hand down to his bulge. He tilts his head back and takes a deep breath as her touch brings him into a trance. Before he can fully fall into it though, reason grabs her hand to stop the situation from advancing. When she looks up confused and hurt, he explains, "I'm not my usual self right now Ieiri…and I would prefer you to stay liking me."
Shoko scoffs, "I like you plenty.", and pulls him towards her until she's backed up against one of the white counter tops. She slides her arms out of her lab coat and invitingly drops it at their feet before unbuttoning her beige silk blouse. He's watching her hungrily but she can still sense that he's holding back which irritates her now. "Damnit Kento, do you not like having sex with me or what? Don't leave me over here looking stupid!"
Nanami understands now that she's getting the wrong idea so he leans his hips into her, trapping her into the counter.
"I love having sex with you and only you…", he curls his fingers to tuck her hair behind her ear while she patiently waits to gain an explanation. "I just…I'm feeling very aggressive and I don't want to hurt you."
Shoko lifts an eyebrow while searching his eyes.
"Do you think I'm made of porcelain?", she teases as she grabs his hands to place on her nearly bare breasts. He sighs heavily while he gropes, clearly contemplating on if he should even be doing so.
'This man…he has no idea…', she bites her bottom lip while wrapping a hand into his undercut, dragging her short nails against the back of his head. "If you're stressed out hunnie, you should let me help you…", sending her hand back down to his groin, trying to fight his belt and pants before he gets cold feet.
Nanami stiffens as she drops to her knees, hating himself for the thoughts running through his mind while she eagerly takes him into her mouth. He hisses to the sensation but decides to give her one more warning. Wrapping his hand into her hair, he dips her head back to the point where he slides out of her mouth, "Sweetheart, I'm telling you I'm not myself.", but staggers in his stance once encountering the acceptance in her eyes.
"Well sweetheart, you're just going to have to introduce me then…", Shoko licks her lips and grins salaciously, desperately trying to convey that she doesn't mind a bit of rough play. She opens her mouth while planting her wanting eyes on him, tremoring internally as he brings himself back to the opening.
"Mmmmmm…", Nanami then clicks his tongue before saying, "If its too much though, are you going to tell me?" While waiting for her response, he glides a hand through her hair.
"Sure thing, boyfriend."
Smiling to her inappropriate sarcasm, Nanami aims himself down her throat and whimpers quietly when she gives little resistance, even with his size.
"That feels good…", he tilts his chin up for a moment, listening to the lude sounds of her efforts but looks back down when she stops.
Shoko gasps after pulling back, "I know this isn't how you want to do it, so why don't you trust me and try me?", ending with a naughty glare. A rush of lust barrels through her as she can see the darker side of Nanami emerging and moans to the prospect of what she's likely to be met with.
Nanami exhales while regaining his grasp of her hair, only tighter this time. He says nothing to her but nothing need be said as she gives him full control. He bends down to her level to lock lips, swirling their tongues passionately before pulling away and shoving himself down her throat. She instantly gags and in turn he immediately feels horrible but as he's trying to retract, she grabs his thighs and sends herself down on him just as harshly. This pulls what sounds like a gratified moan from him but it was truly more of shock. He works his hips into her, feeling her throat surrendering against his girth but he can tell she's actually enjoying it.
"Ieiri…", he groans, while watching her eyes tear up and spill equally as much liquid as her mouth. He loosens his tie without missing a beat and wraps it around both of his hands, leaving a little over a foot of the cloth in between. After hooking it around the back of her head, he continues to send himself into her, holding her in place with it. She squirms on her knees, struggling with his intensity so he rips himself out of her mouth and lifts her to her feet.
Shoko feels saliva coating down her neck so while they embrace into a sloppy kiss, she fights the rest of the buttons on her blouse, frustratingly untucking it from her black pencil skirt. Nanami dips down before she can even finish removing it, licking all of the skin until he pulls the cups of her bra down to expose her large supple breasts.
"So fucking gorgeous…", he whispers to her while twisting her right nipple harshly, taking in her reaction of pain and pleasure. With parted lips, his hands aggressively grope her chest, massaging them even until he can no longer withstand the tension.
"Kent-ohhh..."
Nanami quickly spins Ieiri around and bends her over the counter to hike her tight little skirt up. He can see through her soft pink panties, a dampened spot that garners all of his attention. Normally, he'd probably drop down and have himself a feast but in this moment, he can only want to end this incredible pressure he has building inside of him. He uses one of his large hands to misshapenly hold both of her breasts while using the other to forcibly remove her panties, tugging at them from above.
"I'll still go slow at first…", he sweetly reassures her as his access has been granted, gently nudging his way past lower lips.
When she feels him entering, Shoko gasps and squeals to the stretch but places a hand over the ones grabbing her chest to communicate that she's fine.
"Just fuck me like you want to Kento…", she whines under her breath, becoming extremely filled as he thrusts into her heatedly.
She leans her body more toward the counter as he sits there, anchored in, appreciating the walls he just breached. She winces for a moment but as he slowly begins to back out and then in again, she feels this wonderful wave of euphoria that speaks to his perfection.
Nanami grunts as he postures himself upright to watch himself move through her.
"You're so wet…", he mutters as he can see himself glistening from her arousal as it begins to roll down his testicles.
He grabs Shoko's hip and starts pounding into her, loving the broken moans of surprise that rupture from her mouth. He watches the meat of her thighs and ass ripple outward with each impact all while the skin around her opening stretches and pulls from his circumference. She yelps his name and it makes him weak in the knees, so he decides to give her all of him until he can prove that he's too much. The more he ruts into her though, the more she clenches, and this sends a wild fever through him as he works up a sweat, still being fully clothed aside from his pants around his ankles.
"O-O-o-fu-u-ck", she cries it out as her hip bones are being brandished against the counter.
She wishes she could see his face as he pummels her, knowing that the very sight would send her over the edge. She begins to meet his powerful thrusts by pushing back into him which earns her a smack on the ass. She feels his breath on her neck as he taunts, "Maybe we are a good match…", and sucks in her earlobe while pressing his pelvis against her rear. She melts to these words, never understanding how badly she wanted to be at his disposal.
"Kento…mmmyes…", she whimpers as he now holds her by both hips. The heat building in her body makes her eyes shut, his deep motions tickling all the spots that needed attention. She doesn't mean to be loud but when the orgasm reaches it breaking point, so does her self-regulation.
Nanami nearly topples over when he registers her spasming around him.
"Do you know long I've waited to feel that…", he seductively seethes, giving her a few more pumps. As he himself is about to explode, he pulls out, spins her back around and gently pushes her down to her knees. While she sits there with her tongue out, he jerks himself in front of her face for a few seconds before inserting himself back down her throat. Long, drawn out groans leave his throat while he holds her head down and he releases all of his manifested anxieties into her mouth; breathing heavily while his involuntary twitching subsides.
Everything honestly did feel instantaneously better though, his tension and his anger for what happened at the Titer compound almost completely seem like a thing of the past. He looks down to Shoko who's wiping her face but quickly lifts her to her feet.
"I am in love with you Ieiri.", is all he says before bringing her malleable body into his own, hugging her in place of a kiss so she can catch her breath.
She pulls away from him, enough to see his face, which she now holds in the palm of her hand, "I think I love you too Kento…", and is met with a barrage of passionate lips.
'Stay with me forever…', a request they both harbor but keep from the other.
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When Elska says she needs them both, an unfamiliar fire ignites within Toji. Typically, he'd prefer to keep her to himself not wanting to share, especially after the last time they were in a situation like this together. He's trying to think but Elska pulls down on his head and invites him for a lubricious kiss, causing him to throb in his briefs. Out of the corner of his half-lidded eyes, he can see Naoya freeing himself of his own pants and this shifts Toji back to a more hesitant reality.
"Baby…", Naoya feels a little jealous with how much attention Toji's getting from her but is trying to keep himself in check since he knows that she's missed him. At least his eyes can enjoy her stroking his member but his attention is brought to all the blood he's still covered in and with it being hers, it freaks him out all over again.
"Princess, wait.", Naoya grabs her wrist which causes Elska to break her kiss with Toji, sending her uncertain glowing eyes to him. She looks like she's worried that what she was trying to do is wrong so Naoya suggests, "Maybe we should clean up a bit first?", he points to his torso with a frown, "I'm sorry baby but all of this is yours and it's killing my mood.". He softens his eyes while she looks over him but feels relief when she appears to completely understand.
Elska leans up a bit, still being pressed against Toji. She looks over Naoya and then herself and begins comprehending what he's trying to say.
Sheepishly, while nibling on her thumb nail, she asks, "Will you still want to do this after we bathe?"
Her desires are getting the best of her as she admits to herself that she indeed does want to experience them both at the same time.
'When did I become so open to this?', she critically wonders for a second as she hasn't given much thought to it before now.
Toji runs his hands up her outer thigh, "Doll, are you sure that you're okay with it?", he's caught in a realm where he unexpectedly realizes that he would be fine with either a yes or no. His view snaps over to Naoya to make sure the Zenin isn't trying to coax her but he's pleasantly surprised when the same level of concern plasters the blonde's face as well.
Elska shifts towards Toji, "Yes...I really do.", and is still beside herself with how badly she's pining for them. Registering the disconnection in her beloved's eyes, she raises his chin towards hers, "I will not be upset if you don't want to though, I know you've never really liked this sort of thing…"
"Baby how about this…go hop in the shower while Toji and I talk a little.", Naoya would rather help her bathe but this is a moment where he feels he needs to come to Toji, man to man, "I will go in after you're done, I think we need to discuss some things.", and smiles to her as she swivels her head to look at them both.
"Go ahead doll.", Toji squeezes her thigh before giving it a soft pat to initiate her movement. He smiles when she hops up in her bloodied mess and says, "I'll make it quick!", before prancing off to the bathroom. He chuckles but also feels extremely peculiar with the part of him that was ready to take her right then and there. "Since when did I become okay with this?", a whisper meant to question himself. Naoya rolls back on the other side of the bed and sighs deeply. Toji now sits himself up and adjusts his growing boner to a more comfortable and unsuspecting position in his pants.
"Toji…", Naoya looks over to his older cousin who's always trying to look menacing, "Be honest with me, how do you feel about this?" He nervously traces some shapes into the sheets while looking down until its clear that a response has been formulated for him.
Toji takes a deep breath and runs a hand down his face, "For a moment there, I was blindly for it actually…", he's unable to mask the muddle in his tone though so he's met with Naoya's amber eyes that seem unusually calm. "I used to hate the idea of this, still kinda do but there's also something about it that feels good." He sees a smile creep across Naoya's face so he adds, "Look though, I'm serious, I don't want her to regret this so no funny shit…"
Offended, Naoya scoffs, "Do you think I would hurt her?!", and becomes defensive at the insinuation knowing that he would never.
"No, not intentionally anyways.", Toji grunts and sits himself up completely but stiffens when he looks over and sees Choso asleep in the chair and Gojo still knocked out on the couch. "This is officially a bad idea though…", he points to the two and can't help but smirk when Naoya belts out laughing.
"Could you imagine Cho's face if he woke up and saw that?!", Naoya slaps the bed as he pictures the being liquifying from embarrassment and anxiety. Recent events stop him mid cackle though, stealing all of his amusement once he's back to worrying that his friend might be growing a little too fond of his princess. He thinks of the predicament Choso and Elska were in earlier that morning while he was still unconscious, "Maybe this is a bad idea though."
Toji shoves Naoya playfully in the shoulder, "We're only in the Titer's territory, about to love on her in front of our friends…", and throws his hands up as if to jokingly say, not that big a deal. But when Naoya's eyes drop down and he smiles in response, Toji confesses to himself, 'I say I care about that but a part of me really doesn't…why?'
Silence trickles over them as the water can be heard running from the bathroom. They both get lost in their minds for a moment until Naoya states, "She really seems to want it though, I think it's because she's never felt two of us before." The blonde looks back down to the messy golden sheets, "Not to be weird but I feel it too, the anticipation for what it could be I mean…"
Toji is stunned by Naoya's direct attitude about such a topic. His face scrunches with thought as he delves into his own depths about this sexual excursion and somehow it also leads him to the same forecast as his cousin
"I swore to never put her in that position again...", the bewilderment ringing from the giant as he continues to try and cope with his new desires, "I meant it at some point too."
"Well...", Naoya sighs with, "She has a way with us I suppose. We're different now."
Toji harnesses the honest possibility that all of these novel curiosities may have to do with them being turned. If this is the case though, he takes comfort in it possibly elucidating why he feeling the carnality as well, "Yeah, you're right. There's something going on with us, I've noticed recent changes in her too, specifically…"
"Ahhh, but she isn't the only one evolving.", Naoya says it so quietly that its almost inaudible. He glances back to Toji, "Now I'm feeling like perhaps it's not such a bad idea. At least with us we can guarantee she'll be in good hands.", his eyes now dart over to Gojo as Naoya wishes he knew exactly what the silver shaman did to scar her and Toji so badly on the subject.
Toji follows Naoya's gaze to Satoru, "You remind me more of Gojo everyday though.", but he soon feels a pillow being racketed against his face, "Naoya! You little shit!"
"Don't you dare say that again, I'm nothing like the fucker!", but Naoya smiles as he puts his hands up defensively, trying to preemptively block a returning pillow or worse. "I just mean that I want her to be happy. This bond thing we have with her now, its deep. You should know more than anyone what I mean when I suggest that our nature is different now."
Toji gawks at Naoya, becoming even further astonished by how much he's matured in such a short time, "Just weeks ago, you were whining when she was too close to anyone other than you, now you're saying you're cool with us both sleeping with her? That's some Gojo talk, I'm telling you!". He chuckles lightly though as he really is only poking fun at his cousin. If Naoya were Gojo in this moment, Toji would call it off in a heartbeat.
Naoya sighs, "I came into this whole ordeal knowing damn good and well you assholes worked your way into her life.", he sees the disdain on Toji's face so he rewords, "I mean...I just knew this would all be very different than what I was used to. She's supposed to be my intended so trust me when I say I'm just a shocked as you are."
Glaring, the giant spits, "You better stop it with that marriage shit. I'm definitely not going anywhere bud, or do you plan to share your wife?", this is the first bit of hostility Toji has felt towards Naoya since the conversation started but he is dead serious on this aspect.
"Tch. I'll have to cross that bridge when we come to it but now that I understand what it means to be her turned, I don't think I could demand for you to walk away…", Naoya feels Toji looking at him so he carefully meets his gaze but finds that the brutish expression he was expecting doesn't exist. Toji's eyes more tell a tale of gratitude.
"Naoya, you've really grown up. I'm proud of you. You're a weird one through and through but...I'm proud.", Toji darts his eyes away though so he's not caught up in too much sensitivity. Even out of his peripheral vision, he sees teeth peer through his cousin's lips with a lowering his head as if Naoya is trying savor that instant in which the words were spoken.
The water turns off now and they're both back to looking at each other as if in hopes to suddenly find a solution.
"What are we going to do?!", Naoya anxiously asks, "Do we tell her no!?" He begins fidgeting once he hears Elska step out of the shower, his voice raising in octaves, "Or yes?! Help!"
Toji swiftly glances around the room again, "I really wish they weren't in here with us. Man, fuck!", he hunches over and puts his head into his hands. "I don't know what to say to her!" He tries to think of different scenarios that could amount from this, "What if Gojo fucking wakes up?!" He grunts to his own question as he feels that would either lead to a fight or pervy fuck trying to join in.
"I mean...what if we're just really quiet?", Naoya suggests. He's met with a deadpan stare from Toji though, so he adds, "I'm just saying, we could try to be!" He may have sounded like he was being humorous but on the contrary, Naoya's being sincere.
Toji groans as the idea echoes his mind, "Do you think we could be?" He's thinking back on all the times he's been with Elska and how they seem to lose themselves in the moment as if the world doesn't exist around them when they're locked into each other, "I don't know if it's possible."
Elska walks out of the bathroom, wrapped only in a golden towel. She picks up on their tense body language and it sends her heart into brooding over the likelihood of them not wanting to do this after all, but she keeps a smile for their sake. As she walks over towards the bed, Naoya jumps up and sensually palms her rear.
"There's my princess!", he squeezes the meat of her thighs and leans down for a kiss.
"Feel better, doll?", Toji asks with a sweetened tone.
Elska hides her disappointment, cheerfully replying with pep, "Yeah! I do!", but starts making her way to the dresser to rummage for some kind of clothing. She doesn't want to pressure them at all and feels like this is a silent way to convey that she'll leave the subject alone.
Toji picks up on the message and tilts his head to the side as he watches her selflessly act. He turns his head over to Naoya to gauge his opinion on it but the Zenin merely offers a mischievous smirk.
"Well! My turn!", the blonde cheekily states before pulling Elska back towards the bed, pecking her once more on the cheek. Upon entering the bathroom, he adds, "I'm going to make this the fastest shower of my life!", and smiles as he shuts the door. Once behind it however, Naoya snickers to himself while thinking, 'I'll leave it up to Toji!', as he just got out of having to give her an answer one way or another.
Elska saunters over the rest of the distance to the bed and slowly crawls over it to reach Toji. He moans to himself as his eyes look her over and she senses his desire to see her nude. Not wanting him to question himself she abruptly staddles him and pushes him back into the pillows. "My beloved…I've missed your touch.", the words sounding far more desperate than sweet like she intended.
Toji's heart jumps when she says it though, his very being living with the same plague. "Doll, I've missed yours too…", he quietly says while reaching for the bundled part of the towel that holds it in place. When he undoes it and opens it up, he's back to throbbing as she shyly sits over his lap, completely bare. He leans up, wrapping his arms around her, one hand cradling the curve of her rear to reach up between her legs. He feels her moisture and moans wantonly as his previous inhibitions fade.
Confused, Elska stammers, "W-wait...so you guys aren't upset with me?", but all she receives from her beloved is a promiscuous glare.
In a single motion, Toji flips her to the side while his knees find the floor. She gasps on her back when he parts her thighs and holds them flat against the bed, wanting to see all of her. As he trails his lips from her knee up to her abdomen, he can't stop his smile as she bends forward to run her hands through his hair.
"Toji…", she breathlessly whispers as he lowers his head and teases his soft lips against her clitoris.
It's been a long time since he's gone down on her but it was never disappointing. She watches him nuzzle his face into her sensitive area and whimpers from the sight alone. When he brings his tongue out, he locks eyes with her, driving her mad as he broadly laps through what she's leaking.
"Oh my God, Toji…", she falls back into the bed as she feels two of his big fingers slide into her, inciting a muffled shriek.
Toji laughs under his breath, "Doll, you're going to have to be quiet this time…", knowing full well that he's trying to elicit moans out of her, against his better judgement. He watches her place both hands over her mouth and brings the tip of his tongue behind the tops of his teeth while sending his fingers in knuckle deep. She bucks up her hips so he slams her legs back down. "Mmmm…I don't know if you can be good enough for this to happen right now…", he coos as he twists his wrist, thwarting his fingers inside of her. The beautiful hues of red from Elska's eyes act as sanguine moonlight that illuminates her in the dark, highlighting her in a way that makes him go almost completely feral.
Before long he's dipping his head back down, ravenously sending his tongue inside of her to enlighten his taste buds to the forgotten lacquer. He doesn't even notice the water turning off nor the bathroom door opening leaving Naoya as an observer.
"Oh??", Naoya asks to no one in particular as he strolls around to the side of the bed where Elska's head lays.
He narrows his eyes as he engulfs the display of her flustered expression and parted lips. He takes off his towel and casts it onto the bed, freeing himself and already stroking above her face. He hears Toji moan into Elska and she reactively squeaks, causing Naoya to bite his bottom lip while she stares up into him with those mesmerizing, luminescent eyes. He ducks down to kiss her, humming as their tongues meet. He tries communicating his eroticism through the methods in which his battles hers, wanting to completely melt her as she quivers.
"My naughty little princess…", he whispers while bringing his body upright again, sliding his member across her tongue as she hangs it out. He was never trying to ignore the heat this situation brought him. He may not be able to rationalize the need to sensually make her weep but he also needs no explanation as it feels so incredibly right. Its not that he's interested in seeing Toji in action but the need to take Elska with him until she's senseless burns like explosion that melted his skin. Glancing over to his older cousin, he can gather from Toji's undergoing the same mind-boggling sensations too.
Elska tries to scoot her head off of the bed, wanting Naoya to assault her thoroughly but when she moves, Toji snatches her hips back in his direction and growls. She hears her beloved demand, "Don't move doll, I'm not done yet…", before he continues with his oral ministrations. Her view searches up to Naoya with eyes that crave the erection hovering inches over her but she smiles when he uses his hand to angle it into her mouth. Elska chokes when he pushes it in and her body writhes asymmetrically until Toji lifts his head and huffs.
"Fine.", Toji scoops his arm underneath the small of Elska' back and lifts her toward the other edge so he can gain a spot for himself on the mattress. Parting her legs back open, he holds them down as he nudges his tip past her folds, releasing a loud groan to feeling her opening around him. Their eyes meet for a moment as she's swallowing down Naoya and to his surprise, Toji finds it completely hypnotizing as all of their eyes begin to glow.
He growls deeply when his vision is back to him entering her, furrowing his brow to her body sucking him in, "Doll, are you enjoying yourself?", he asks in a slighted tone.
When she tries to voice her opinion, it's obviously stifled and Toji catches himself smirking. He slowly bottoms out in her and stays there for a moment, appreciating all of the tiny internal movements that he and Naoya are causing her to make. "Why am I so into this?", he chuckles while asking out loud.
Naoya notices Elska trying to hang her head off the bed and stops as if he's trying to make sure what he's thinking is truly what she's suggesting. When she whimpers, "Master Naoya?", and parts her lips, a near permanent grin masks him as he lines himself up to her mouth.
"Baby, are you sure?", he simply doesn't want to misjudge the situation but she lifts her head enough to steal his organ. "Ahhh…shiiiiiit…", he whispers as he begins working his hips, witnessing his girth expand her jaw and throat. It quickly becomes a messy endeavor, her saliva spilling out from around him and down onto her face. He looks up to Toji in disbelief and is met with lustful heavy eyes.
Elska has never felt so complete as she's receiving the hasty attention from both of her turned. She moans deeply to feeling how Toji splits her, his movements becoming more and more penetrating as if he's digging out all her woes for harvest. Even as Naoya thrusts himself down her throat, the fulfillment she's experiencing is unprecedented and she finds herself hoping they'll truly take her together. She gasps for air when Naoya removes himself and is surprised when he lifts her head to meet lips again. The blonde leans her up with his strength and not a moment later, she feels Toji's weight bearing into the bed near her ribs, his tongue now meeting hers. Seeing Toji open up in this way sends a provocative chill down her spine and implores her to sit up on her hands and knees to crawl over to her large lover.
Before Toji knows up from down, Elska sinks her mouth over his erection, making him grab up her hair with a gratified moan. A wild tremor soars through his veins as he debates with the idea of making her choke. He doesn't really have a choice though as she gags herself and then moans to Naoya entering her from behind.
Toji slowly becomes more comfortable and begins rocking his hips while staring down into her eyes that squint and close from his size, "This is pretty fucking sexy...", beside himself with how much her sybaritism weakens his logic.
Naoya spreads her cheeks and views her body with focused intent. Sighs stream out of him when she teasingly shakes her hips and bounces herself against his flesh. He can only respond with a dominating, sharp smack across her ass before he rubs his tip into her areas, dousing himself with her arousal. Biting his lip, he slowly inserts his key into her slot, unlocking their hypnotizing dance.
Toji thinks back to the night he, Elska and Gojo did this and wonders, 'Has she always liked it rough?', but has to assure himself that this isn't the case. They had their more passionate endeavors while Satoru was sealed but he never would have imagined that they'd graduate to these levels. Gauging his doll, he drinks in how her expression now definitely tells a different story. He can't say for sure but it truly feels like her eyes are begging them to ruin her. It sparks something uncivilized within him so as quietly as he can, Toji calls for his wings and momentarily hunches over as they tear through his back.
When Naoya feels the gust of wind rip through the air he becomes fevered with carnality. He's not yet been able to produce his own wings but feeling the way Elska clenches to seeing Toji's, he fired up and ready to make her feel like mush underneath their power. Taking a note from Gojo, Naoya brings his thumb to his mouth and coats it. While sturdily motioning through her, he begins to gently rub her second entrance with his thick digit. She squeals to a degree, making him bite his bottom lip while teasing, "I'm going to do it baby, I know you like this now…", and feels his testicles twitch as he sends the finger in. She throws her rear into him, making his finger and length disappear, his reaction being speechless as he ponders on something incredible, 'Does she want us to go all the way with this??' While timing his movements to sync up he's forced to accept the conclusion that he has to be right.
Elska doesn't know how this could get any better. There was a time where she was far more conservative, even when considering Satoru's expeditions. But as if that is truly a mentality for the past, she opens her mouth more for Toji and enjoys how he's become less contained. She feels Naoya's finger leave her though and momentarily pouts but she soon feels her prince's hand gripping her throat and pulling her back against his chest. The words that leave him collapses her mind and she can only whimper in response.
Toji grabs himself up while watching Elska and Naoya, wondering what the Zenin is about to do as he holds her in a compromising position. He hears Naoya growl into a low tone and say, "Baby, why do I get the feeling that you want me to use more than just my finger?", but Toji feels his eyes widen when he connects the dots and worriedly looks to Elska as he fears she's about to be put in the exact situation as in the past.
He gathers himself, shoves his newfound debauchery deep into the back of his mind and prepares to call the whole thing off, but before he can say anything to stop it though, Elska cries out, "I do!"
Naoya partially turns her around and hums again when their tongues collide.
"Baby…you really are in quite the mood today…", he mocks in a sweet tone. He brings his eyes to Toji before directing the giant to lay down properly in the bed. When Fushiguro doesn't move Naoya leans into Elska's ear and says, "I don't want to hurt you princess and I won't."
Elska uses her tiny bit of mass to try and sway Toji over on his back and giggles as the giant seems completely stunned. The giant eventually complies though and shifts his body over so he can lay his head down into the pillows, opening his arms to Elska with uncertainty.
Naoya wonders, 'Why is he so put off by this?', as he crawls over the bed and watches Elska guide Toji into her, immediately riding him. She's moaning loudly which causes Naoya to stiffen so as he postures himself over Toji's legs and behind Elska he places his hand over her mouth, "Baby, you're going to wake everyone up!" Naoya quickly looks around the room to make sure they're still the only ones conscious but then takes a deep breath as he's gearing up to experience another new first with her.
Elska looks down at Toji the best she can over Naoya's hand and slowly sinks her weight. Nuanced, she grabs both of Toji's wrists and pin them against the headboard while using them as leverage to ride him more effectively. She feels warm liquid dropping down over her rear and unleashes an abrupt wave of pheromones and whimpers as she perceives Toji huff up the scent. His expression has now changed to an alluring glare and lost in the moment, she moves her hands to his, interlocking their fingers as she feels Naoya cautiously tempting her second entrance. When he finally starts to push through, she cries out through her prince's hand but yearningly invites him in.
Choso stirs the scent, slowly coming to as he inhales deeply, mumbling, "It's so lovely...", when he hears Elska moan, however, his eyes unfasten.
The first thing he sees is Naoya's bare ass and a bunch of different legs. Rubbing his eyes in silence, Choso's soon is able to hone in on the activities and jumps up in a fright when he understands that somehow Naoya and Toji are both inside of Elska.
"HOW?!", is all that leaves him and he panics even more when Toji's glowing eyes meet his. Choso stares for a moment, becoming confused to this new anatomy lesson but can't take his eyes away from them as he perceives the men's motions alternating. The being shudders, instantly turned on but he also feels so wrong for still standing there. None of them stop to correct his gawking though which freaks him out more so without thought, Choso looks to the door and is through it before he recollects that they're still at the Titer compound.
With heavy breaths and in a sweat, he pants against the closed door as the dampened sounds of their dance seep through the wood.
'How many ways can you do this sex thing?!', he ponders through his internal heat, practically mortified by the image of limbs that are akin to a fleshy humanoid insect.
He's not even able to regulate his respiration before a feminine voice calls out, "So you're the hybrid, Choso?"
He darts his eyes to the owner of the voice but becomes a blushing mess when the woman addressing him is this gorgeous darker skinned girl, one that is unlike any he's ever seen. He notes how her braids cascade over her exposed cleavage, the yellow Titer colors hugging her bosom tightly as if the robe stood no match for her beauty.
"Wh…who are you?", he asks but thinks by her bright smile that he must have seemed pathetically obvious and peels his eyes away.
The woman comes over to Choso slowly, walking her finger tips up his shoulder when she nears. "I've been told all about you…and I've heard you're in need of redirection, dear…"
She takes in his awkward demeanor and considers, 'But I wasn't told how cute you are. Forgive me, Temujin, you own my heart but this will hardly be work…'
She runs her hand through his shoulder length, wavy black hair before pressing her soft body against his muscular chest. "Why don't you come with me for a little bit?", she asks, tugging on his black spade shirt, leaving him without the option to refuse.