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Frostheim was holding one of their many parties tonight. Tohma always invited you, though you were suspicious as to why. You were on good terms with the ghoul, he seemed to let the facade down for you in the moments you had spent one on one. However, you knew better than to blindly trust him beyond a professional level despite an annoying resentful attraction you had to him. He was sneaky, extremely secretive, and could absolutely crush people with just his words with disturbingly tangible threats. One could call him a snake, a liar, manipulative and dangerous, you had seen first hand how frightening he could be in a way that got deep under peoples skin, knowing personal things about them that he shouldn’t. However, he never seemed to turn that onto you. For now anyways, you thought.
Tonight though, you had to blow off some steam and needed to get out of the house and your head. You grabbed your phone off your bed and text Tohma. It was a party, yes, but with it being at Frostheim you were sure there was some kind of dress code and unnecessary social standard to adhere to. You wanted to go in prepared and not make a fool of yourself lest you found yourself on the receiving end of Tohmas sharp words and cruelties. You wanted to impress.
Tohma had a fascination with you. A nobody from the outside turned honor student and top investigator at a prestigious academy. Cursed to die in a year’s time with a strange ability to enhance stigmas while being invulnerable to mesmer matches yet still entirely human. Despite everything he’s seen in his field of work at DarkWick and his own ghoul status, nothing had piqued his interest as much as you. It helped greatly that he found you quite attractive. One could almost call it a crush. He heard many rumors about you around Frostheim, much to his satisfaction. This allowed him to keep a tab on you and anything of interest regarding you amongst his busy schedule. Though some of the rumors were rather crass—many weren’t fond of seeing you quickly rise in the ranks to wind up at Jin and Tohmas sides and had many accusations as to how you did so—there was truth to them only he knew how to unravel.
He wanted more though. More information, more proximity to you. When he needed information that was slightly better in accuracy, though excessively romanticized, Tohma often probed Kaito and Luca for anything they had knowing you were close to them. He always made sure to invite you to Frostheims parties when they were being planned. Usually it was when you were on your way to be picked apart and verbally berated by Jin. Oh you poor thing, he thought, few ever had the patience to sit through Jin’s temper and you unfortunately had no choice. Fortunately for him though, it allowed him further observations of you and closeness. Right as he was leaving the vault to head up to his room and change for the party, his phone buzzed. Speak of the devil. It was a text from you. He opened his phone to call you instead.
“Hello?”
“Honor student. I saw your text though I do prefer calling if you don’t mind. What is it you needed?”
“It’s fine yeah, I was just wondering about that party you mentioned tonight, is that still happening?”
He smiled to himself. Perfect. Finally his plan could now be put into motion.
“Of course, are you interested?”
“Yeah actually I just wanted to know if there was a dress code or certain expectation of how to show up.”
“An ever diligent investigator. There’s no extravagant dress code, come as if you were going out on your own accord”
The answer caught you off guard. You had expected to be told it was semi-formal at the very least considering the majority of students came from high society. Though, their parties were frequent and college students are still college students regardless of social status. The only difference was the rich kids usually had better alcohol and designer drugs.
“Oh okay cool. Wasn’t expecting that honestly,” you laugh, “what time does it start?”
“10:30”
“Got it, guess I’ll see you then”
“I do hope so. Goodbye now”
“Bye!”
You hang up and immediately head to your wardrobe to plan your outfit. There was two hours until you had to leave but this outfit was something you needed to be selective about. You had to if you wanted to impress the other students (slightly hoping it would piss them off even more than you already did) and, admittedly, Tohma. As presumptuous as it was, you hoped you would be able to draw some sort of reaction, a genuine reaction from the ever stoic vice-captain.
The hall where Frostheim held their parties had long line of students outside the door. The events were for students yes, but not everyone got in. Many anxiously awaited in line just to see if they would make the cut. The clock hit 10:30 and the doors opened, Tohma and a general student stepped out and started letting people in. Most groups were let in, a few who had recently slighted Tohma or Jin were quickly turned away, and a few students from other houses were snuck in by their friends who were in good enough standing with Tohma who let it slide. Scanning the crowd, Tohma spotted Luca and Kaito in line and walked over to the duo.
“Kaito I think you should lower your expectations, we’ve never gotten into these in the past” Luca says while wearing an all too formal outfit.
“Its because you wear the WORST outfits like that!! Tohma would let us in because of you if you knew how to dress!” The blond shouted as Luca noticed Tohma behind him and stood at attention like a soldier seeing his Lieutenant.
“Fuji, Errant, a pleasure to see you” Kaitos face went white as a sheet as he slowly turned around.
“O-oh! Hi Tohma! I was just telling Luca how awesome these parties are. Do you uh…do you think we could get in tonight?” The second year barely squeaked out his question as he braced for the impact of Tohmas disappointment
“You know, I think you just might”
Tohma normally would turn the two away for all the typical reasons but tonight he needed them. They were integral pawns to his game, they would get him the info he needed on you. Just as he turned away from the now excitedly cheering second years, he saw you at the back of the line leaning against the wall and looking down at your phone. There was a heat that crept up from Tohmas chest and slowly spread to his face. You wore a black long sleeve fishnet shirt that was ripped intentionally along the sleeves under a cropped t-shirt turned into a tank top and very flattering low rise black pants that hugged your body in all the right places. Accessorized to the nines in jewelry belts and tall black boots, Tohma wasn’t expecting the almost nostalgic sight before him as you looked like a student he’d expect to run into during his days in Vagastrom. Footsteps approached you, making you look up from your phone. Your eyes met Tohmas and you smiled at him.
“Hey Tohma, thanks for inviting me. I didn’t think there would be such a crazy line I would’ve shown up sooner”
“Well seeing as I invited you, you can come with me”
You raise an eyebrow at him and step out of the line. Following Tohma directly to the door, you hear plenty of complaints and whispers from students that die down as soon as Tohma glances at them. He gestures to the door for you to enter and you hesitate.
“Um, I’m a bit nervous now…you just let me past the entire line and now I gotta go in alone?”
“Don’t worry, if there’s an issue it will be dealt with by me. I’ll come find you eventually. Enjoy yourself” he said with a wink which made you blush.
Guess you got his attention. You look inside and back at him before going in. The hall you had only seen at its most formal ballroom setting now took on the appearance of any typical club you’d see in Tokyo. Lights danced across the walls and the music was loud and reverberated through your body, a welcome familiar feeling. Still a bit nervous, you beeline for the bar. You order two shots, downing them with a grimace and stand at the counter, people watching until you’re ready to scope the rest of the place out. You were here for a good time and got in ahead of the line despite showing up late, you weren’t gonna let your worries keep you from enjoying yourself.
The warmth of the alcohol flowed through your body and you pushed off the bar to wander around and make conversation. As you had struck up a conversation with a few students you were familiar with, you heard a loud voice call your name from somewhere in the room. Glancing around, you spot Kaito and Luca shoving their way through the now much denser crowd to get to you.
“Woah you look hot! I MEAN it’s kinda hot!! In here!! From all the people” Kaito flounders as Luca smiles at you
“Oh my god I’m so glad you guys are here. I’m worried people are gonna say something and treat me weird because Tohma had me cut the line. Glad I won’t be alone the whole night.”
“Tohma let you cut the line?!” They asked in unison
“Yeah I mean he invited me…“
“Wow, he never lets anyone do that. One time he got so mad at this guy who tried to sneak to the front i swear I thought I saw his soul leave his body from how Tohma lectured him”
“Oh…huh that’s interesting…”
The two decide to get drinks, dragging you along to the bar and despite your buzzed state, you were on guard. Why would Tohma insist you went to the front of the line with him? Was he setting you up? You hoped that the doors would close soon and he’d finally be inside so you could track him down and press him for answers.
The three of you wander with your drinks and chat. You’re having a great time all worries aside and so far no one seemed to care or come up to you upset about Tohmas apparent favoritism. Finding an empty booth-like seating area, the three of you decide to sit and continue talking amongst each other. It wasn’t until a song you loved came on that a now slightly drunk you stumbled quickly out of your seat excitedly saying you’ll be back to the two ghouls before either of them can register what’s happening. You head to the center of the crowded dance floor and let the song move through you as you danced.
Though the floor was packed you were lost in your own world. For all you cared it was just you, dancing the night away as every worry on your mind faded into obscurity. Looking around, your eyes lock with Tohmas. He’s at a slightly nicer booth where the ice prince himself who sat looking unamused at the girls who swarmed the table. Tohma however watched you as if he were in a trance. You smirked at him, the alcohol making you more confident and less suspicious of him. You set to impress and you were proving to be successful. Something else caught your attention as the song ended and you remained on the floor, familiar with the next one but the excitement now gone as you swayed to the beat. You looked back to see Tohma was no longer where he was but you pay it no mind.
Tohma found Kaito and Luca, continuing his initial plan despite the…minor distraction. He asked them if you had been drinking and what, and if you had been talking to others in attendance. They responded without much question and rambled on about your worries from earlier. He took note of every detail and thanked them before leaving to the bar himself. He ordered two drinks you had gotten yourself earlier, and went out to the dance floor looking for you again.
What he didn’t expect to see was you dancing very closely to another student. It shouldn’t have meant anything to him but Tohma felt his body tense, grinding his teeth as he clenched his jaw. Then it clicked. It was jealousy, a searing white-hot jealousy that made him realize he had mentally claimed you as his own, and now practically seething as he watched you dance with someone that wasn’t him. He knew now what he wanted and it wasn’t just information, he wanted you. Wanted you to be his and to be the one you had your back pressed to, sweating and moving together as one.
Cutting in between you and the student, he gave a stern look to the stranger who immediately ran off. When you turned around, you couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face seeing Tohma. He held out one of the drinks to you.
“Whyyy thank you~ Glad you came and found me”
“Of course, I’m a man of my word. Let’s find somewhere to sit.”
He leads you to a table and you plop yourself down, happily sipping on the cocktail in your hands.
“This was not what I expected a party here to be like at aaallllllll. Consider me impressed.” You say, now undoubtedly drunk and idly stirring your drink with your straw.
Tohma downed his drink quickly and waved down a waiter ordering another for himself.
“You should know better than to judge a book by it’s cover, honor student” he says with a devilish smirk.
The reality of the situation and your feelings hit you. His smile was sharp and taunting but there was a fondness settled closely behind it. His icy blue eyes caught the light and you marveled at the way they shined. Thankful for sitting with your back to the lights hiding the way you blush, you simply laugh in response.
“Ugh, I would kill for a cigarette right now” you sigh wistfully, not currently having your own pack with you.
“It’s your lucky night then hm?” Tohma said teasingly presenting his pack to you as if they were a rare, coveted thing
“You are an angel“ you say with a dramatic gasp
‘An angel’. Tohmas heart skipped a beat. More often than not he heard the opposite comment from people who’s opinions on him were much less positive. The price of power was enemies, but he knew this. To be referred to so sweetly made him a little flustered. He clenched his jaw pushing the thoughts out of his mind and reprimanded himself. You were drunk. It was nothing. As the waiter reappeared with his drink, Tohma takes it and stands indicating to you to follow. The two of you walk to the balcony where a few students sat smoking and talking, the music quieter outside. He passes you a cigarette and before you can ask, he’s holding out the lighter for you. Taking a long inhale as it lights, you let the smoke escape your lungs as you groaned.
“Ugh, thats great this is great everythings so great thank you Tohma” your praises and sighs sent a chill up his spine despite the warmth of the drinks in his system.
He lit his own, pocketing his lighter and once again downing his drink, discarding the cup on an empty table nearby. You stand at the railing as you smoke and a comfortable silence settles between you two. You can’t help but stare at him though, alcohol had a tendency to make you a little…easy to arouse. Having the ghoul you had an unrelenting crush on right in front of you did just that. You would only stare though, you told yourself, reprimanding any less innocent thoughts that arose. Tohma caught you staring and expected you to look away, but your gaze was unflinching. Tohma couldn’t help but blush, thankful for the alcohol already making his face a light flushed pink. You teasingly walked your fingers across the railing and hooked your pinky around his.
Right as you opened your mouth to speak, a student you didn’t recognize came up to Tohma, politely excusing his interruption. Jin was asking for him. He nodded, putting his cigarette out before looking to you apologetically. You wave him off and continue to smoke as he leaves you alone on the balcony. You immediately worried you were coming on too strong and when a waiter approached you asking if you wanted anything, you ordered something strong hoping it would kill the rising embarrassment you felt.
Tohma made his way to Jins table, his drinks now hitting him as he willed down any and all thoughts of you to focus on his task at hand. It was incredibly difficult to do so, especially as his drunken thoughts wandered to how wonderfully you sighed as he lit your cigarette and how he wished he could hear every other sound he wanted to pull out of you. Jin snapped his fingers to get Tohmas attention. He wanted a specific drink the bartenders didn’t know how to make and told Tohma to instruct them as he eyed him suspiciously. Regaining his composure and going to the bar, Tohma sees Kaito waiting for a drink of his own.
“Hey Tohma! Where’s senpai?” Kaito asks, half slurring his words.
“We went to the balcony for a smoke, why do you ask?”
“Oh! No reason just wondering.”
Tohma continues to instruct the bartender on how to make Jins requested drink and Kaito squints at him the whole time. After some guidance, they give Tohma the finished drink and a shot for his time which he takes easily.
“Why give senpai the special treatment anyway? I thought you didn’t like people,” Kaito hiccups, “you’re not trying to steal my date or something??”
“Your date?” Tohma scoffs, looking amused and almost disgusted by Kaito, “the honor student is mine“
He freezes. The words that stumble out of his drunken mouth were not what he should’ve said. Kaito looks surprised but doesn’t question any further as he runs off, disappearing into the crowd. Tohma stands there still in shock. Why would he say that? He could barely admit his feelings towards you to himself and now here he was, claiming you out loud to Kaito of all people. He turned back to the bartender, ordered another shot, and made his way back to Jin.
Kaito found you near the balcony, Luca kneeling as you crouched on the floor vomiting into a trash can. You in the short time alone had ordered a few too many drinks. Your nerves had been getting to you faster than you could throw back shots and over drank. Luca happened to find you right as you got sick thankfully. He rubbed your back soothingly and Kaito screeched asking what happened.
“It’s okay im good im good i want, *hic* water” you mumbled and Kaito looked around frantically before finding a table with a water cooler and ran over to grab you a cup.
The two got you water and onto your feet, calling it a night and taking you home. Luca made sure to lay you on your side, propping you in position with a pillow to keep you from sleeping on your back in case you vomited again. Kaito placed a glass of water on your bedside table and scooted your trashcan from your desk to in front of your bed in the direction you were facing. You laid in bed quietly, muttering a thanks to your friends and seeming to drift off to sleep. Kaito fidgeted anxiously and Luca took notice
“It’s okay Kaito, sometimes people just drink too much. There’s no need to worry.” He reassures
“I know, it’s not that….Tohma said something to me about senpai”
Luca eyes him curiously.
“I asked him if he was making a move on senpai and he got defensive. Said ‘the honor student is mine’”
Luca sighed and took hold of Kaitos arm as they turned to leave.
“Lets talk about it tomorrow, you had plenty to drink too”
They leave you in your dorm, not knowing you heard their conversation. You’re both drunk, you tell yourself, what Kaito said was probably nothing. But the thrill of being claimed as Tohmas made your already warm body grow hot but you were too exhausted and too comfortable to do much else about the other heat between your legs. You settle in and quickly fall asleep.
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You awake the next morning with a nasty hangover, groaning and rubbing your eyes as the all too bright sun streamed in through your windows. Turning over to find a glass of water on your nightstand reminded you to text Luca and Kaito to properly thank them for taking care of you last night. You open your phone and squint at the screen to see a text from Tohma of all people. Kaitos words from the night before resurfaced in your mind.
‘The honor student is mine’
After texting the duo, you open Tohmas message.
Tohma | Hello, I hope you got back home safely last night, I heard you weren’t feeling well. If you’re able to today, I’d like to speak with you in my office. Let me know when you get the chance.
You read it over a few times trying to process the request. Normally he would call you to meet him for something. Maybe he was being courteous and assumed you would be hungover and left a text to be replied to instead of calling. It takes you a moment as you glared at your phone screen that was too bright despite the brightness being turned completely down.
| Hi Tohma i just got up. Thanks for your concern luca and kaito got me home. I’ll come by just give me a few I’ll lyk before i head out.
You toss your phone aside and mentally ready yourself to get out of bed. Slowly rising, you strip out of your clothes from the other night and get straight in the shower, not waiting for the water to heat up. After washing the night away, you dry yourself and dress in comfortable clothing; a big shirt and sweatpants. You didn’t have classes so no uniform was needed. Even if you were going to Frostheim, you didn’t care about appearances like they did and your comfort was the priority right now. Eating a quick breakfast and putting your coffee in a thermos, you slip on your shoes to leave. You text Tohma, put on a pair of sunglasses to help your already aching head from feeling worse, and step out onto the sunny campus.
The entire walk there, you’re absolutely dreading the conversation. You were scared that in your inability to hold your drinks, you had sealed your banishment from any more parties. Worse, you fully expected some sort of humiliating lecture from the ghoul for getting so drunk. Your head was pounding and as much as you would’ve rather stayed home, you knew it was better to rip the bandaid and get it over with so you could sulk until it was out of your system and you had to work with him again.
Walking into Frostheim, you tried to keep as low a profile as you could as you made your way to Tohmas office. Approaching the heavy doors, you knocked tentatively and waited for them to open. A bit too long of a moment passes making your anxiety spike a bit before Tohma slowly opened one of the doors. You weren’t sure if him answering calmed you down or not.
“Come in.”
The lack of greeting and his unreadable demeanor only served to further your nervousness. The distinct click of the lock briefly took you put of your fearful trance before you watched Tohma lead you to his desk. You would be less nervous being left in a room full of loaded guns alone with a hungry pissed off Taiga. Tohma took a seat at the desk and motioned for you to take the one across from him and you sheepishly sat as far back on the chair as you could.
“I see you’re a bit hungover after last night,” he smiled a bit, “do you need anything for your headache?”
You realized you still had your sunglasses on and quickly took them off as you shook your head.
“Its okay I’ll take something later. Um…is there a reason you wanted to meet with me here?”
“Yes. I got into a bit of a scuffle with Kaito last night, has he mentioned anything of it to you?”
Recalling what you heard Kaito tell Luca before you fell asleep, your face warmed and you bit on your lip.
“I think I remember him saying something to Luca about it. You got defensive about something he asked you?”
“I see.”
The silence lingers. You can’t help but fidget nervously and try to calm your racing heart. Tohma stands and walks to a part of his office that was blocked from your sight and returns with a bottle of ibuprofen and a glass of water. You look at him confused.
“I insist, you look like you need it”
Not wanting to possibly irritate him, you complied and quietly took two of the pills from the bottle, tossing them into your mouth and chugged the glass of water. He leans against his desk directly in front of you and watches you drink. He made a face as if he were trying to decide something.
“Are you seeing anyone?”
The question made you nearly choke on your water.
“Sorry…what?” You ask wiping your mouth as you cough.
“Are you currently in a relationship with anyone right now?”
“Uh…why do you ask?”
He lets out a small laugh.
“I’m curious”
“Oh um well I’m not…”
The silence returned more tense than ever. Tohma smiles as if you had correctly answered his riddle. Your phone buzzes
“Ah sorry, let me put that on silent—“
As you pulled out your phone to silence it you saw a text from Kaito in all caps. All you could see was the first half of the message but it made you freeze
‘SENPAI I THINK TOHMA IS LIKE TOTALLY INTO YOU!!!’
“Hm, I suppose he didn’t mention that part to you then” Tohma spoke leaning directly over you, clearly reading the text on your phone.
Your face burns hot and your headache mixed with the shock of the situation made your head spin.
“What? I’m sorry I’m so confused” you look down at your lap, pinching the bridge of your nose.
He pulls your chair close, leaning in as he gently grabs your chin. Tilting your face up to his, you swallow, nerves completely alight. Tohma scans your face, his expression soft almost dreamy as he runs his thumb across your jaw.
“It seems you have quite a hold on me dear honor student. It wasn’t until I let it slip to Kaito that I fully realized that.”
You searched his face for any sign of this being a joke or a test. His hand fully cradles your face, fingers sliding into your hair and you instinctively lean into his touch. He smiles at you a little smug but still as sweet as before.
“We can’t…can we?”
“Why not? Scared of the rumors?” He chuckled
Embarrassed, you look away and nod softly. Frostheim students were always at the heart of the cruelest gossip based drama. You had heard of reputations being destroyed at the hands and mouths of slighted peers and saw first hand how quickly word spread. Despite your good standing with not only the ghouls but DarkWick itself, you were not immune to these social pressures and the consequences of mass pettiness. You were scared and you felt that was valid reason enough. He runs his hand through your hair, tucking a piece behind your ear and you find yourself inching closer to him.
“My dear, I think you underestimate me. When I told you last night that I would handle any and all complaints I meant it.”
“It’s hard to not be anxious about it. Im not sure I know that I can truly trust you either Tohma. You’re too secretive” you look at him sadly, not wanting to admit it but knowing you had to be honest with him now more than ever.
“I guess I will just have to earn it then.”
His face was inches away from yours now. Your eyes flicked from his to his lips and he smirked. You lean in and Tohmas lips met yours. The kiss was a bit sloppy but unbearably needy. You grab the front of Tohmas shirt as you stand trying to pull you closer together and his hands grabbed onto your waist doing the same. You practically pressed Tohma into the desk as you kissed him, barely pulling away for air as he broke the kiss and chuckled at your shared fervor.
“How’s your head?”
“Thats quite forward, we just started kissing”
“Your headache my love,” Tohma said rolling his eyes as he chuckled at your response.
“Oh! Good” you laugh a little embarrassed at your misunderstanding.
Tohmas smile shifts to a more devilish one and his grip on your hips tightens slightly.
“Good”
Before you can respond, Tohma turns your back against the desk, swapping places with you as his lips meet yours again. You let out a small surprised noise which Tohma takes as an opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. Moaning at the feeling, you wrap your arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. He trails kisses from your face to your neck and begins nipping and kissing the sensitive skin. Whining when he kisses a certain spot, you can feel him smile against you before biting down. You gasp, moaning loudly as he sucks a dark hickey onto a very visible part of your neck. His knee is pressed between your legs and you can’t stop yourself from slowly grinding against the firm muscle of his thigh, reveling in every sensation.
“My my, it seems like your trust is quite easy to gain hm?” He says looking at you with a taunting smile.
“You’re just lucky you’re hot” you pull him back in for a kiss.
It’s different this time. Sweeter as Tohma laughed into it and softer as he began to slow the pace you were at. His hands rest at your waist as he languidly rubbed his thumbs over your hipbones through your sweatpants. Pulling away from the kiss Tohma looks at you with a certain seriousness.
“I know you have your reservations, but I need to know that you want this.”
“…I do. I want this. I want you, Tohma.”
And with that he kissed you feverishly, caging you in against the desk and his leg met your heat once more. You moaned at the contact and as you pressed against him for more friction, your leg rubbed against his very hard bulge which in turn made him groan against your lips.
His lips were on your neck again as his hand slipped under your shirt. Your skin was hot against his icy fingers that sent goosebumps across your skin with a shudder. He cupped your chest, kneading and pinching at your nipple as his other hand slipped his fingers into your waistband. You started undoing his tie as you quietly pleaded for more, your begging whispers sent a wave of heady desire through Tohma.
Unbuttoning his shirt, you push it off of him along with his jacket, desperate to get him undressed. You practically eye fucked him as you stared at his beautifully sculpted body. Years of intensive training made him quite the sight to behold. He lifted you onto the desk and stepped back to remove the shirt and jacket the rest of the way. The sound of his belt made you shiver in anticipation and he smiled at the reaction. Only unbuttoning his pants, Tohma steps towards you again, kissing your pouting lips.
“Oh sweetheart no need to pout, we’re just getting started”
He kisses you again and tugs at the waistband of your sweats. Tapping your hips, you lift up enough from the desk for him to pull them down, kneeling at the desk in front of you as he does. His hands travel down your thighs, tracing along your calves and grabbing a hold of you behind your knees. He begins to kiss from the bend of your knee, and slowly moves up, biting and sucking marks onto you.
‘Mine, all mine.’
Tohma throbbed at finally being able to stake his claim. To mark you so everyone would know you were his, so no one would ever dare to make a move on you. Reaching your heat, he pressed a finger against you and you whimper at the touch. Grinding into his hand, he smiles as he watches how needy you are, underwear already soaked. He practically rips them off of you when you whine a small plea.
“Tohma pleeeaase“
God how he had fantasized about this. After the party, Tohma indulged in himself and practically fucked his mattress because he couldn’t stop thinking about you. Now you were splayed out on his desk begging him to do something, anything, to relieve that needy ache between your legs.
He licked from your hole all the way to your clit and you loudly moaned at the contact. Tohma was grateful Jin had the office soundproofed, he would probably kill anyone he caught listening in on you two. Your moans and noises were only for him, His tongue pressed into your hole and your hips bucked against your will. He moved to your clit, tongue slowly circling it and pressing two fingers inside of you as he started to suck.
“Fuck! Oh god Tohma yes” you hissed in pleasure.
You were practically riding his face as his skilled tongue continued to unravel you. You were sure you’d come before anything else even happened which was only harder for you as Tohma began to moan and hum against you, reveling in how you fucked yourself on his mouth and fingers. He smiled, your pleasure at his hands was all he could ask for, he would almost be content with only getting you off.
“More. Please oh my god more! I need you Tohma please”
Almost.
He slid his fingers out of you and quickly stood up. His hands fumbled with how fast he tried to get his pants off of his body. When he finally pulled them down with his boxers, your mouth watered at the sight of his dick. He rubbed himself against you, slicking himself in your fluids. It took everything in him to not slam into you as he slowly rutted his tip against your clit.
“In. I want you inside” you panted in between moans and whimpers.
Something in Tohma snapped. Maybe it was because it had been so long since he was with someone, maybe it was simply his attraction to you, but Tohma could not hold back. Turning you around he pressed you down into the desk and rammed into you, all the way to the hilt in one thrust and you cried out in pleasure. Thankful for the desk muffling your pornographic noises, your mind was clouded with lust. Tohma fucked into you in such a fervent desperate way, making sweet filthy noises as he sang praises into your neck.
“Fuck, you feel so good. So tight. So wet for me. You feel how—hnngh…how hard you make me? You take me so good, so pretty on me”
Every word made you wetter and wetter, loud squelching noises reverberating through the room as you rocked your hips in time with Tohmas relentless pace. You were quickly reaching your orgasm, and gripped the edge of the desk hard. You wanted Tohma to fill you, to feel his cum dripping down your legs, the mere thought making you chase your orgasm by riding Tohma faster.
“Im close” you gasp, “please—fuck—cum. Cum in me please Tohma please” you practically sob.
Reaching around to rub at your clit you press your face into the desk to muffle the cry that passes your lips. You clench hard around him as your thighs begin to shake and Tohma moans at the feeling. His rhythm is frantic and sloppy as he bites into your shoulder. Your orgasm wracks your body, making you see stars and not giving you any time to process it as you squeezed around Tohma. It sends him over the edge, filling you as his hips sputtered and he whimpers into your ear.
Kissing the very deep bite he left on you, he pulls out and reaches for a handkerchief on his desk. Wiping gently, he cleans you then himself and gently rubs your back as you still lay on the desk trying to catch your breath. He stood there with you for a moment before you pushed yourself off the desk. When you turn around, you’re met with a soft kiss from the ghoul.
“You’re incredible my love. Thank you”
He grabbed your hand and kissed your knuckles staring at you so sweetly you blushed. The two of you help each other find your clothes and get dressed but as you went to put on your underwear, Tohma grabbed them before you could and pocketed them.
“I’ll be keeping these as payment,” he says with a teasing mischievous smile.
“Payment? For what?”
“I got you into that party didn’t I? You so graciously thanked me by dancing with some stranger too. So yes, this is your payment”
The comment about dancing with a stranger made you squint at him.
“Wait…are you jealous I was dancing with people last night??”
Your question made Tohma blush.
“You are! Ishibashi I didn’t know you were the jealous type” you tease.
“I guess I am rather protective over what’s mine”
You pull him into a kiss and rest your head on his shoulder with a small laugh.
“Don’t worry,” you take the garment from his hands and tuck them into his jacket pocket as you kiss his cheek, “I’m all yours.”