When you let Toji accompany you in the dressing room
"Toji, um," you struggle with your balance, wobbling when he starts pulling down your underwear. "I don't think this is a good idea. There's a really big gap in this stall. People can see us, or at least me."
He makes you take a few steps back with him until his back meets the wall you share with the next stall. "No one can see you now, okay? Come on." He slides his rough hand up your thigh, pulling your dress up to reveal your bare ass. "You look stunning in this dress, mama," he murmurs into your ear. "You're putting me through hell by having me just stand here and watch you try it on." His breath lures goosebumps out onto your skin. "Just makes me wanna fuck you in it." His other hand paws at your boob, squeezing it repeatedly.
"Well... what if they catch us?" You ask, your defense crumbling as he kisses your shoulder and up the slope to your neck.
"We'll just have to be quiet, won't we?"
"F-Fuck, Tojiāmmph..." Toji's hand comes up to muffle your sounds.
"Shh... mama. You trying to get us caught?"
You shake your head, but it's proving to be a lot harder than you initially thought. You knew it would be hard, but you didn't know you'd be so terrible at holding your sounds in.
"You look expensive, doll. You want this one?"
"Mhm..." you mumble into his palm.
"Yeah? You can have it. On one condition." He leans in close to your ear. "You only wear it for me."
"Mm-mm..." you shake your head and push his hand away from your mouth. "I-It's a dress, Toji."
"Clearly," he says, smugly.
He kisses your neck. "That's not what I told you, baby. If you get it, it's for my eyes only." His grip tightens on your hips. "Can't have you prancing around in this little thing. All that spare attention on you," he chuckles in your ear. "my knuckles would never heal."
"Oh, fuck," you whimper, your hand holds onto the stall door, the lock rattling noisily.
"That got you?" He snickers. "You really are the embodiment of chaos." His hand continues to paw at your clothed breast. He can feel your nipple hardening over the material, something that fuels the lust his body is feeding you. He groans at the feeling of your cunt clenching sporadically.
"What's it gonna be? You gonna be good and wear it only for me, or are we leaving it behind?"
You don't hear a word he says, the adrenaline pumping through your veins blocking everything out.
"Am I talking to myself, now? Answer the question, baby."
You gasp, your head hanging low. "Mm... okay, okay. It's for you... o-only you."
"Smart girl," he murmurs. "Gonna look so pretty like this on my bed."
"We're taking too long in here, huh?"
You nod, your grip on the door faltering as your legs threatening to give out.
"Alright, you gotta keep your voice down, though."
Toji reached down to overwhelm your neglected clit, enduring the way your body jolted at the rush of stimulation.
"Come on, baby. Feels good, huh? Make a mess on me.
You shudder, unraveling at the constant feeling of Toji thrusting into you. Your teeth sink into your bottom lip, almost drawing blood from how hard you bite. Your brows furrow, your eyes shutting tightly as you try your best to suppress the moans that are dying to leave your mouth. Toji watches you, a smirk on his face when he hears the smallest squeak slip out, followed by shuddered breathing.
"Good fucking girl," he praises. His arms wrap tightly around your waist as he keeps rutting into you until he feels like he's about to burst. You tap his thigh when the overstimulation starts creeping in, falling to your hands and knees when he releases you and pulls his cock out to bust into his hand. You could hear his little hums and breaths behind you, a couple fucks muttered. This was his way of not groaning or moaning out loud when his load spurted out.
He looked down at you stretching your back on the floor, still on your hands and knees. The sight made him realize that this little incident wasn't enough to sate his lust for you.
"Get dressed," he says, tucking himself away. He watches you with a wolf-like hunger as you sluggishly take the dress off. You put your underwear back on and got dressed into your outfit. Green eyes bore into your frame as you tried to make yourself look as presentable as possible for when you exit. You could still see the lingering desire in his gaze when you told him you were ready to go.
You clung onto his arm, leaning against him as you walked out. He grabbed the tag number from the stall door and gave it to the woman working the dressing room area. She looked at the weary smile on your face and the random parts of hair that messily stuck out on your head. She reciprocated the smile but with worried eyes.
"We'll be taking this," Toji says, interrupting the woman's focus on you. He raises the dress by the coathanger it's on to briefly show it to her, before quickly dragging you away from her concerned expression.
"We're done here, right? Ready to go home?" Toji mumbles into your hair as he walks you back to the center of the store.
"Mhm, 'm tired. Just take me home already." You start trying to lead him towards the store's exit.
"Whoop, this way." He maneuvers both of you towards the register area. "Gotta pay first."
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