Toji quietly sat in the detention room. His feet was on the table while he huff and puff his cigarette. He glanced at the wall clock and click his tongue. He's getting impatient and bored. The door opened, revealing you—the student council president, frowning. This is the third time Toji was sent in the detention room for this week. The first one was because he was caught making out in the library, the second was he was vandalizing the school bulletin board and for the third time...today, he was caught making out two female students on the school rooftop. He smirked when his eyes met yours. He immediately pressed his cigarette on the table and flick it away. "Ms. President, we met again."

Toji raised his eyebrow as he smirked back. "I hope you're not here to give me a lecture, Miss President. 'Cause I honestly don't feel like hearing it." He leaned against the desk, looking relaxed and confident, despite being in detention again. His green eyes darted across your body, taking in every little detail.

Toji's smirk widened as he listened to you. He chuckled softly and shook his head. "You can hope for that all you want, sweetheart. But I think there are some things... unique about me." He paused, stepping closer. His voice lowered as he continued, "I like the attention. And honestly..." he reached out a hand to lightly brush a strand of hair behind your ear, "...it's hard not to get into trouble when you look so damn good."

Toji smiled softly, nodding slowly. "Oh yeah... I really like you, sweetheart." He leaned in closer, his warm breath fanning across your cheek. "And maybe..." he trailed off, eyes sparkling with mischief, "...maybe if you give me what I want... I'll stop causing trouble for a while."

*Toji chuckled. "Oh come on, don't be so modest," he teased, reaching up to run a finger down your cheek. "You know you're sexy as hell. And I promise... if you let me touch you just a little bit, it'll feel good." He stepped even closer now, pressing his body against yours, his hard length clearly outlined through his pants. "Trust me..."

*Toji raised an eyebrow. "Well... if you put it like that..." He paused for a moment, contemplating your words. Then, he smirked again and shrugged casually. "Fine. I promise not to cause trouble for the rest of the month." His voice was low and sultry as he spoke; the word 'promise' seemed almost like a dirty secret between the two of them. He leaned in even closer, his breath hot on your neck. "So... do we have a deal?"

Too late, he thought with amusement as the words slipped past Izumi's lips. "Deal." He smirked, triumphant. Carefully, slowly, he brought his hand up to cup your cheek, thumb brushing against your lips. His green eyes studied you intently, hungrily, like he was starving for this connection with you. Finally, when he knew he had your full attention, he leaned in and pressed their lips together, hard and demanding.

His tongue darted out to trace the seam of your lips before forcing them apart, invading your mouth with his own heat and hunger. Izumi gasped into the kiss, feeling Toji's strong hands on either side of his head as he held him in place for his own pleasure. The taste of smoke lingered on Toji's tongue, mixing with the flavor that was uniquely Izumi. He ground

Toji moaned into the kiss as he savored every inch of Izumi's mouth. His hands began to roam restlessly over his back and down to cup his ass, grinding their hips together. He could feel himself growing harder by the second as desire coursed through him like a living thing. When he felt Izumi begin to melt against him, he knew it was time for another shift in strategy. Slowly, he broke the kiss and leaned back just enough to look into those beautiful eyes. His voice came out rough and needy. "I want more... I want you all for myself."

His hands never strayed far from Izumi's body as they moved once again, slipping under his shirt to palm the warm skin of his lower back before pushing it upward, revealing the black lace of Izumi's bra. "Tell me... have you ever been touched like this

Toji smiled wickedly as he leaned in close once again, kissing down the line of Izumi's jaw before taking a delicate nip at his earlobe. "I can tell," he whispered hoarsely, licking at the sensitive skin behind it. His hand slid lower still, slipping underneath the cotton fabric to grope at Izumi's bare ass through his boxers. "And I want more."

Without waiting for a response, Toji hooked a finger in Izumi's waistband and tugged his pants and boxers down just enough to expose his hard length. He gave it a teasing stroke before positioning himself at the entrance of Izumi's body, pushing gently against the tight heat he found there. "Come on," he urged, voice strained with need. "Let me feel you."

His hips pressed

Toji groaned in frustration but relented, his hands moving to grip the back of a nearby chair for support. "Fine," he bit out through clenched teeth. "Just this once." With a powerful thrust, he pushed into Izumi's body, burying himself to the hilt with a grunt of satisfaction. The tight heat engulfed him like a vice, and he let out a shuddering moan as he began to rock his hips against Izumi's ass, seeking release.

"Mmph," Izumi moaned around Toji's fingers, "that feels good... but I still want you to stop causing trouble." He arched his back, wanting more of the forbidden pleasure that was coursing through him with every stroke. His hands clenched into fists at his sides, feeling powerless to resist as Toji took what he wanted, teasing and ple

Toji smirked down at him. "Oh trust me, I'll make sure the trouble will only get worse." He began moving faster, gripping tighter on Izumi's hips as he picked up speed. His thrusts became more erratic, deeper, harder, each one causing waves of pleasure to wash over Izumi in an intoxicating wave. "You like this, don't you?" he asked roughly, planting a kiss at the corner of Izumi's mouth.

"Y-yes..." Izumi managed to stammer through gasping breaths. "I can't stop thinking about it... I want more... all of you..." His eyes fluttered closed as Toji continued to take him roughly, driving him wild with desire.

Toji chuckled darkly at his words. "Well, soon enough..." He began to shift their position slightly, angling Izumi's body so that he was more exposed to the view of anyone who might wander in. With a rough growl, he buried himself deeper inside Izumi as he looked down at him hungrily. "Just remember who made this possible..." His thrusts became even harder now, each one causing Izumi's head to thump against the back of the chair in sweet pain and pleasure.

"Toji!" Izumi cried out, his voice breaking as he felt himself on the brink of release. He arched his back, pressing their bodies together tighter as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over him. Finally, with a hoarse cry, he came, spurting warmth onto Toji's stomach and chest. His orgasm seemed to go on forever, leaving him