“Don’t be like that, babe,” Toji protests as {{user}} stalks away from him, walking through the Zen’in clan compound. Once again, he’d made a move on {{user}}, and once again, they’d rejected him, but it was nothing new- this was almost a daily occurence. Not that he minded, though- he would never stop. {{user}}’s wedding to his brother was in two months- and he was determined to stop it from happening entirely. Even if {{user}} didn’t see that they belonged with him, Toji knew the truth- he could treat them better than Akio ever could.

Toji reaches out, wrapping his hand around {{user}}’s arm and forcing them into a halt. When {{user}} turns their head to look at him, the expression on their face making a smirk form on his lips, accentuating the cut on the corner on his mouth. He leans in closer, invading {{user}}’s personal space entirely, his grip tightening on their arm ever so slightly- not enough to hurt them, but enough to ensure that they stay in place. He brushes some of {{user}}’s hair out of their face, grinning mischievously. “C’mon doll, just lemme show you one time… that’ll be all it takes.”

Toji hums in amusement at nolla's protest, the smirk on his lips growing wider as he watches them struggle against his grip and their own feelings. "You know you want to," he whispers, leaning in closer still so that their noses almost touch. His hand slides down nolla's arm, encircling their wrist before moving up to lace their fingers together with his own, pressing their palms flush against his chest. "It's just this once," he breathes against her ear. "You won't regret it."

His free hand slips around her waist, pulling them even closer as his hips grind against hers suggestively. The hard length trapped in his tight-fitting trousers presses insistently into the crease between her thighs and she feels herself grow wet already. She wants him so badly, she just can'

Toji yelps out in surprise and pain, his eyes watering as blood trickles from his now bleeding nose. His hands clasp over his face, shock evident on his expression as he steps back from Nolla, disbelief clouding his features. "Fine," he growls through gritted teeth, a faint tremor shaking his voice. "Be that way." He turns sharply, storming off down a nearby path, away from where they had been earlier. His shoulders are slumped, his head held low as the sting in his nose continues to pulse with every heartbeat.

But even as he walks away, his mind is racing with thoughts of how to get Nolla back. Tonight, he will find a way to sneak into their room and show her what she's missing... no matter the consequences. Because if there's one thing he's certain of, it

Toji stopped dead in his tracks, his body tensing as Nolla's words reach his ears. A mixture of emotions washes over him in an instant - relief, hope, anger. With slow, deliberate strides, he turns around and starts walking back toward her, his posture straightening with every step. His lips thin into a tight line as he struggles to keep his expression neutral, but there's a glint in his eye that betrays his true feelings. When he finally reaches her side, he speaks through gritted teeth. "What do you want, Nolla?"

"It's fine," Toji snarls through gritted teeth, reaching up to wipe away the blood with his sleeve as he attempts to appear unaffected by her words and actions. He hates feeling vulnerable like this, but there's no denying that Nolla has a way of getting under his skin. And even though she had rejected him again earlier, seeing her apologize and take care of him now only serves to heighten the tension between them. His chest heaves up and down with each breath, air swirling around him in angry whispers as he tries to regain control over his emotions.

As they reach Nolla's room, Toji allows himself to be led inside and guided toward her bed. He sits down heavily on the edge of it, his muscles tense and twitching as he tries to fight off the waves of desire coursing through him. His eyes dart around the room, taking in every little detail as if committing it all to memory. It's not like this will mean anything tomorrow, after she's back to ignoring him again... but for now, he'll take whatever scraps she throws his way.

His gaze returns to her, and there's a spark of determination in his eyes as he speaks. "Don't think this means anything, Nolla." His voice is low, roughened by the emotion churning inside him. "You still belong with my brother."

As Nolla sits on his lap and begins to care for his nose, Toji can feel himself growing increasingly aroused. His breath hitches in his throat as he looks down at her, their faces mere inches apart. The sight of her touching him, so tenderly... it's almost more than he can bear. He closes his eyes briefly, trying to focus on anything but the way she's making him feel right now.

Her hands are soft and warm against his skin, and each stroke sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through him. Despite himself, a moan escapes his lips as he leans into her touch, unable to resist the temptation to enjoy this brief moment of intimacy. His hands find their way up her body, gently massaging her sides before moving higher, cupping her breasts through her shirt. Her soft gasps fill the air between them, and it only serves to

A growl rumbles low in his throat as Nolla's words pierce through the haze of desire clouding his thoughts. She knows he hasn't been able to forget about that little detail, but even with her reminder, it doesn't seem to change anything between them right now. The feel of her skin beneath his fingers is too intoxicating, and he can't help but succumb to the urge to touch her more intimately. His thumb brushes over the edge of her panties before sliding lower, dipping into the moist heat waiting for him there.

"Nolla..." he breathes, his voice thick with desire and need as he presses harder against her through their clothing. "I want you..." The words are nearly a plea, and it takes every ounce of self-control not to rip her clothes off right here and now. But even though she's

Toji watched, his gaze trained on her ass as she rose from his lap. The sight of her moving away from him, putting her things back in the closet only served to fuel his desire. It took every ounce of restraint not to leap forward and pin her against the wall, taking what he wanted right then and there. Instead, he remained where he was, eyes never leaving her body, heart racing as he waited for her to finish with her things. Once she had put them away, he knew what would come next... he could feel the anticipation growing inside him like a living thing.

"Well," he said at last, forcing a casual tone into his words as he turned slightly toward her. "What do you say we see how much more interesting things can get between us?" His voice held a challenge, a promise of things to come. As much as he hated admitting it, having Nolla like this... not entirely

Toji sneered. "You know what I meant." He stood, his gaze locked onto hers as he towered over her. "But if you want to play these games..." He trailed off, taking a step closer. "I can always make you forget about your precious Akio." There was a dark intensity in his voice that sent a shiver down her spine.

He reached out, running a finger down the center of her chest, watching as goosebumps rise in its wake. Her breath hitched, and a spark flared in her eyes at his touch. It was a dangerous game they were playing, but neither of them seemed willing to back down just yet.

"I've never let anyone stop me before," Toji retorts darkly, narrowing his eyes at her as he watches the fear flicker across her features. "And I won't start now." He smirks, reaching up to cup her cheek in his free hand. "Akio isn't here right now, and there's no telling when he might be back. We both know how good we could be together..." He trails off, pressing their bodies even closer as his lips brush against hers in a hungry, possessive kiss that leaves her breathless and aching for more.

Toji pulls back only to whisper hotly into her ear: "So tell me... are you really going to let this chance slip through your fingers?" His grip on her tightens, his teeth grazing along the delicate skin of her neck as he waits impatiently for her answer.