The dimly lit room was quiet except for the sound of papers being shuffled and the occasional creak of chairs. The Paranormal Liberation Front's division commanders were assembled, sitting in their designated seats as the tension hung in the air. Dabi leaned back in his chair, his boots comfortably kicked up on the table, one hand casually twirling a cigarette. Beside him, Twice slouched in his chair, his eyes flicking around restlessly.
As the minutes passed, Dabi's gaze grew more irritated. He glanced around, then fixed his gaze on the empty seat at the head of the table.
"Where the hell is Shigaraki?" he muttered, his voice low and edged with annoyance. His fingers tapped impatiently on the armrest of his chair.
Twice blinked and scratched the back of his head. "I dunno, maybe he's caught up in something? He does that sometimes. No he doesn't. "
Dabi's eyes narrowed, and he snorted in frustration. "He's been caught up in something for the last half hour. This isn't the time for his lazy ass to be slacking off."
The other commanders remained silent, each one glancing uneasily at each other. No one seemed to want to risk angering Dabi further. But it didn't escape his notice that someone else was also missing.
"Wait," he continued, a wry grin pulling at the corner of his mouth, "Where the fuck is Toga?"
Twice blinked again. "Huh...she's right here. No, she's not idiot!"
Dabi snorted in irritation, blowing out a puff of smoke. "No. She's probably off playing somewhere with her knives and blood, who knows?" He slammed his fist on the desk, making everyone flinch. "Goddamn, it's like I have to do everything myself."
Twice glanced nervously at the other commanders before mumbling, "Well, someone has to run the show, right? Might as well be you, Dabi. No you suck!"
"Don't remind me," Dabi muttered darkly. He took another drag of his cigarette, his anger simmering as he glanced at the door again, as if willing Tomura to walk in. But it remained silent.
"Fine," Dabi finally snapped, "We'll start without him. Again." His voice was laced with biting sarcasm as he tapped the ash from his cigarette onto the floor. "Tomura can sit in the back when he finally decides to show up. We'll carry on with the war plans without him, since apparently, I'm the one who has to do all the work."
The room fell into an uneasy silence, the tension palpable as Dabi's frustration continued to build. It seemed like every time the leader was needed, he was nowhere to be found.
"Alright, let's get to the basics. We've got a war to win, and I'm not waiting around for a damn nap," Dabi said, pushing himself up from his chair and taking a step forward, already taking charge in Tomura's absence. He wasn't sure how much longer he could put up with his so-called leader's laziness, but for now, there were bigger things to focus on.
The rest of the commanders reluctantly nodded and began to gather their reports, preparing to move forward with the war plans.
O*O*O*O*O
The scene shifts to Shigaraki's private office, where the Supreme Commander was indeed present, but not in a state of mind to attend the meeting. Himiko Toga, division commander and trusted ally, her eyes closed in ecstasy, was bent over his desk, her hands grasping the edge as she moaned in pleasure.
Shigaraki, his face twisted in a sadistic smile, pumped into her from behind, his movements rough and intense. Himiko's body jerked with each thrust, her breasts bouncing against the desk as she cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure.
"Ahh, Tomura...!" she gasped, her voice barely audible over the sound of their labored breathing.
Shigaraki's response was a grunt, his eyes fixed on Himiko's back as he drove into her with increasing ferocity. His hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as he ravaged her body.
Himiko's eyes fluttered open, her gaze meeting Shigaraki's in the mirror on the wall. She smiled, a twisted, masochistic grin spreading across her face as she reveled in the pain and pleasure he was inflicting upon her.
"More...!" she begged, her voice husky with desire.
Shigaraki's cruel grin deepened, his movements becoming even more brutal as he obliged her request. Himiko's cries of pleasure echoed through the room, mingling with the sound of their rough, frantic lovemaking.
In that moment, nothing else mattered - not the meeting, not the war, not the world outside these walls. All that existed was the two of them, lost in their own twisted, sadistic paradise.
Himiko's eyes widened in a mix of pain and pleasure as Tomura's grip on her hair tightened, pulling her head back in a rough, jerky motion. Her mouth opened in a silent scream, her fangs bared as she struggled to maintain her footing on the desk.
Her body arched back, her spine curving like a bow as Tomura's thrusts grew more violent, more relentless. Her breasts bounced against the desk, her nipples scraping against the surface as she was forced to endure the brutal pounding.
"Ahh, Shiggy...!" she moaned, her voice hoarse from the effort of speaking. "Harder...! Fuck me harder...!"
Tomura's response was a grunt, his face twisted in a snarl as he yanked her hair back again, pulling her head back even further. Himiko's body jerked, her hips bucking against the desk as she struggled to take the rough, merciless fucking.
Her eyes met Tomura's in the mirror, her gaze locked on his as she reveled in the pain and pleasure he was inflicting upon her. Her lips curled into a twisted, masochistic grin, her eyes flashing with a mixture of pain and desire.
"Yes...! Like that...!" she gasped, her voice barely audible over the sound of their labored breathing. "Make me hurt...! Make me bleed...!"
Tomura's snarl deepened, his movements becoming even more brutal, more intense. Himiko's body shook, her hips jerking against the desk as she was forced to endure the rough, merciless fucking. Her cries of pain and pleasure echoed through the room, mingling with the sound of their rough fucking.
Tomura's grip on Himiko's hair abruptly loosened, a look of disgust flashing across his face. "You're a useless fucking slut, you know that?" he growled, his voice dripping with contempt. "You're only good for getting this dick shoved deep in all your fucking holes."
Himiko let out a sharp gasp as the harsh words hit her, her body trembling with a mix of arousal and submission. A twisted grin spread across her lips, her eyes shining with manic glee.
"Yes, Tomura...I'm your nasty slut, your fucking prostitute," she panted, her hips rocking back against him desperately. "Fuck me, abuse me, do whatever you want to me...I'm all yours!"
Her fingers clawed at the desk, leaving marks in the polished wood as she fought to maintain control. The degrading words and Tomura's rough treatment only served to drive her deeper into a state of twisted euphoria.
"I need you to hurt me, Tomura," she begged, her voice high-pitched. "I need to feel you break me...break my pussy!"
Himiko let out a sharp cry as Tomura's hand came down hard on her ass, the sting of the slap burning into her skin. His decaying quirk added an extra layer of pain, causing her flesh to sting and tingle.
"Ahh, Tomura!" she gasped, her voice high-pitched with pleasure. "Yes, hurt me more! I need to feel you! Fuck me baby! Fuck me!"
With a rough shove, Tomura forced Himiko's face down onto the hard surface of the desk. Himiko's eyes widened, a jolt of pain shooting through her as her cheek made contact with the unyielding wood. But even as Tomura continued to pound into her relentlessly, Himiko couldn't help but revel in the sheer brutality of his assault. The combined grunts and moans of their frantic, desperate coupling filled the office, mingling with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh.
Himiko's body trembled, her hands grasping desperately at the edge of the desk as she fought to maintain her balance. Every rough thrust sent a jolt of pain and pleasure coursing through her, pushing her ever closer to the edge of ecstasy.
"Yes, baby!" she cried out, her voice muffled by the desk. "Fuck me, fuck me, make me your bitch!"
Himiko's eyes lit up with unbridled lust as Tomura's grip tightened on her, lifting her up from the desk. She let out a throaty moan as he impaled her once more, her back pressing against his firm chest.
"Yes, Shiggy! Rape me, rape me!" she cried out, her voice dripping with lustful madness. "I'm yours, all yours! Fuck me hard, make me scream!"
Tomura's movements became even more ruthless, jackhammering into her relentlessly as his bony hands squeezed her breasts with bruising force. Himiko arched her back, reveling in the pain that only heightened her pleasure. Her cries of ecstasy echoed through the office, mingling with the lewd sounds of their frantic coupling. Himiko writhed in Tomura's grasp, her body consumed by the delicious agony of his rough treatment.
"Ahh, it hurts so good!" she gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head. "Don't stop, Tomura! Fuck me, hurt me!"
Tomura's only response was a guttural growl as he continued his brutal assault, determined to break Himiko completely under his power.
Himiko let out a strangled cry as Tomura's decaying touch burned into her sensitive flesh, the searing pain only heightening her twisted pleasure. His grip on her breasts grew even more brutal, eliciting a stream of drool from her slack-jawed mouth.
"AHH FUCK, yes! Hurt me more, Tomura!" she moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head as the intense fucking pushed her closer and closer to the edge. "I'm...I'm so close...so fucking close!"
Her hips bucked and writhed, her inner walls clenching desperately around Tomura's relentless thrusts. The pain, the pleasure, the sheer intensity of it all threatened to overwhelm her senses.
"Don't stop!" she begged, her voice cracking with desperation. "Make me cum, Tomura! Fuck my pussy! Fuck it to death!"
Himiko's body trembled, her every nerve ending alight with a delicious agony as she teetered on the precipice of ecstasy. She was his to break, his to control–and she wouldn't have it any other way. She shuddered and convulsed as Tomura's brutal thrusts continued, her pussy clenching around his cock with desperate, needy spasms. The sensations were utterly surreal, driving her to the very brink of madness.
"Ah, Tomura!" she cried out, her voice ragged and hoarse. "It feels so fucking good, so fucking perfect...!"
But Tomura's expression remained cold and detached, his grip on her tightening as he spoke in a tone laced with contempt.
"You were never important to the League, you know," he growled, his words cutting like a knife. "I only recruited you because I wanted to fuck you. Every time you open that bitchy mouth of yours, all I can think about is shoving my dick down your throat and choke you out. I only want to fuck you to death. You stupid, sexy crazy cunt."
Tomura's words sent a jolt of pure ecstasy through Himiko's trembling body. To hear him speak so callously, to dismiss her very existence within the League - it was almost too much to bear. Her pussy clenched and fluttered around his relentless thrusts, the sensation so surreal and overwhelming that she could barely form a coherent thought. All she knew was the exquisite agony of his cock pounding into her, the burning sting of his decaying touch on her sensitive flesh.
"T-Tomura..." she managed to gasp, her voice barely audible over the sounds of their frantic coupling. "I...I don't care... Just keep fucking me...Please..."
Her body arched and writhed, every nerve ending alight with a delicious pain that threatened to consume her completely. She was his to use, his to destroy - and in that moment, there was nowhere else she'd rather be.
"I don't care...I don't fucking care if I'm not important!" she panted, her nails digging painfully into his arms. "I'm yours, Tomura...forever and always yours!"
So tight..." he growled, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. "You look so fucking slutty like this, Himi. Taking my cock so well..."
Himiko's only response was a high-pitched whine of pure, unadulterated ecstasy. She had never felt so alive, so completely consumed by the intensity of their coupling. She was his, and his alone - to use, to abuse, to destroy.
Ahh, Tomura!" she wailed, her tongue hanging limply from her open mouth, drool trickling down her chin. "I'm your slut, your whore! Use me, ruin me, I don't care! Just keep fucking me, please!"
Himiko's body trembled uncontrollably as she continued to bounce on Tomura's unyielding cock, her mind consumed by a haze of ecstasy. Her eyes rolled back, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks as she gave in completely to the pleasure. A strangled cry tore from her throat, her tongue hanging limply from her slack-jawed mouth as she drooled uncontrollably. The sheer intensity of the sensations threatened to overwhelm her, every nerve ending alight with a delicious agony.
Tomura's grip on her waist steadied her, allowing him to drive into her with even greater force. His grunts of pleasure mingled with her own desperate cries, creating a symphony of carnal delight. Himiko's body arched and convulsed, her entire being consumed by the intense orgasm that ripped through her. She let out a deep, primal scream, her voice echoing through the office as she trembled uncontrollably under Tomura's relentless thrusts.
A wave of pleasure washed over her, her juices flowing freely as her pussy clamped down on Tomura's cock. The added lubricant only seemed to heighten the sensation, Tomura's grunts of pleasure mingling with her own desperate cries as he pumped into her with renewed ferocity.
Tomura's arms wrapped tightly around her waist, holding her steady as her body shook and convulsed. He didn't let her fall, didn't let her escape the all-consuming pleasure that had taken hold of her. Instead, he held her fast, his own cock buried deep within her as he rode out the storm of her orgasm together.
"Fuck...Himiko...You're so...fucking beautiful..." Tomura growled, his voice low and husky with desire. His eyes gleamed with a fierce, animalistic intensity as he gazed down at her, his typical scowl and disdain replaced by genuine satisfaction.
O*O*O*O*O
Himiko's body trembled with aftershocks as Tomura withdrew from her, leaving her feeling bereft and aching for more. But she didn't have to wait long, as he positioned her on the desk, face up and open to him.
"Tomura, please..." she whimpered, her voice dripping with pure gluttonous lust. "I need you...I need your cock inside me again."
Gazing up at him adoringly, Himiko spread her arms wide, silently begging him to take her once more. Her chest heaved with each ragged breath, her perfect perky breasts rising and falling with each desperate motion. Tomura's eyes roamed hungrily over her petite form, drinking in the sight of her flushed, trembling body. Himiko could see the barely restrained lust in his gaze, fueling the fire within her.
"I'm yours, Tomura..." she purred, her voice quivering with anticipation. "Please...I want to feel you inside me again!"
Himiko's eyes widened in shock as Tomura's words hung in the air, her mind racing to understand what he meant. But before she could ask, he was upon her, his body crashing down onto hers with a brutal intensity.
A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he jammed his cock into her ass, the sudden invasion sending a wave of pain and pleasure coursing through her body. Himiko's entire form arched up, her back bowing off the wooden desk and her legs splayed wide as she struggled to accommodate the girth of his cock.
"Ah...Tomu...ra" she whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper as he began to thrust into her.
Tomura's grunts of pleasure mingled with her own cries of pain and delight, the sound of his cock slapping against her inner walls echoing through the office. His hands held her legs up, his fingers digging deep into her thighs as he rode her with a primal ferocity.
"Yes...you're so tight...so goddamn tight..." Tomura growled, his voice low and husky with desire. His eyes gleamed with a fierce, animalistic intensity as he gazed down at her, his face twisted in pure bliss.
Himiko threw her head back, her entire body wracked with a mix of searing pain and exquisite pleasure. The feeling of Tomura's thick cock stretching and invading her most intimate space was both agonizing and intoxicating, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through her trembling form.
"AH! AH! Tomura, yes!" she cried out, her voice dripping with a twisted, feverish delight. "It burns, it hurts...but I love it! I love every second of you fucking my ass!"
Her nails dug into the desk beneath her as she struggled to process the onslaught of sensations. The stinging, the fullness, the way he dominated her completely - it was all too much, and yet not enough.
"More, please...Fuck me harder!" Himiko begged, her expression wild and unhinged. "I want to feel you break me, Tomura! Destroy my asshole!"
And then, in a moment of pure vulnerability, Himiko blurted out the words that she had been holding back for so long. "Tomura...I love you..." The words were torn from her throat, her voice barely above a whisper as she gazed up at him with tears in her eyes.
Tomura's face contorted in a mixture of confusion and anger as he stopped thrusting into Himiko's tight ass. His eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing as he demanded an explanation for her words.
"What did you just say?" Tomura growled, his voice low and menacing. His chest heaved with exertion, his face twisted in apprehensive confusion.
Himiko's pouty expression was a sight to behold, her lower lip protruding in a petulant expression. But despite the interruption, she still managed to muster up a proud, defiant tone.
"I said...I said I love you, Shiggy!" she repeated, her voice steady and unwavering. Her eyes flashed with a fierce, unbridled passion, her gaze meeting his with a bold, unapologetic stare.
Himiku's words hung in the air, a challenge to Tomura's expectations. She knew that her words would be met with skepticism, perhaps even hostility. But she didn't care. She would say it again, louder and clearer, until he believed her.
"Say it again, Himi..." Tomura's voice was low and husky, his eyes glinting with a fierce, almost primal interest. "Repeat those words, and mean them..."
Her eyes locked onto his, her gaze burning with an intensity that bordered on fanaticism. Himiko's entire being seemed to vibrate with her words, as if the very fabric of reality was being reshaped by her confession.
"I...I said I love you, Tomura..." she repeated, her voice trembling with emotion. "I love your cock, I love the way you make me feel...I'm your bitch, always yours..."
Tomura stared at her for too long. She was started to feel desperate and blueballed, but to her relief he let out a low chuckle, one of satisfaction rather than of his usual grim nature. "Well shit...it's nice to hear that my shitty subordinates feel this way for me. I...accept your fucked-up feelings for me Himiko."
Himiko's face lit up with a delirious grin at Tomura's words, her heart swelling with a twisted euphoria. She had longed to hear him say those words, to truly acknowledge the depth of her devotion.
"Tomura!" she cried out, her voice dripping with unbridled adoration. "I love you, I love you so much! I don't care how cruel or rough you are. You're the only one...the only one who can make me feel this way!"
As his thrusts resumed, Himiko's body arched up to meet him, her inner walls clenching around his cock with desperate fervor. The stinging friction of his relentless pounding only served to drive her further into the throes of ecstasy.
"Yes, yes! Harder, Tomura!" she begged, her voice thick with need. "Show me how much you love me too! Fuck me forever!"
Her nails raked down Tomura's back, drawing blood, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist as she pulled him deeper, harder, faster. Her cries of delight echoed through the room, a symphony of carnal bliss that only they could hear.
"Yes, Shiggy...love me!" she chanted, her voice rising to a fevered pitch with each thrust.
The air was thick with the sounds of their ragged breathing, the slapping of their bodies, and the desperate moans that escaped their lips. Himiko's eyes locked onto Tomura's, their faces inches apart as they fucked in perfect sync.
"Ah...Tomura..." she whimpered, her voice barely audible over the din of their passion. "I can feel you... everywhere..."
Her legs bent down towards her, her joints screaming in protest as she tried to accommodate Tomura's frenzied thrusts. But she didn't care, couldn't care - not when he was this close, his chest squishing her breasts, his face inches from hers.
"Tomura...I love you..." Himiko's voice was a barely coherent whisper, her words tumbling out in a frantic rush. "I love you so much...Oh, Tomura...!"
Their faces were a blur of flustered, maniacal excitement, their eyes gleaming with a shared, all-consuming madness. In this moment, nothing else mattered - only the urgent, all-consuming need for each other.
Tomura's growl turned into a low, rumbling snarl as his cock twitched and convulsed within Himiko's tight, anal passage. A final few, brutal thrusts later, and he was releasing his entire load of semen into her body, filling her asshole with a hot, pulsating flood of liquid.
Himiko's body shook and convulsed beneath him, her muscles contracting around his spent cock in a desperate bid to milk every last drop of pleasure from the experience. As Tomura's seed spilled into her, she bit down hard on his shoulder, her teeth sinking deep into the flesh as she drew his blood into her mouth.
Tomura's eyes flashed with a mix of pain and pleasure as he felt Himiko's teeth sink into his skin. But he didn't pull away, his focus solely on the sensation of his cock filling her, of his seed spilling into her depths.
"Ah...fuu..." he grunted, his voice torn from his throat as he continued to pump his seed into her. His entire being was consumed by the raw, animalistic pleasure of the moment, his pain and pleasure mingling in a twisted, delicious cocktail.
Tomura pulled out of her, Himiko let out a satisfied sigh, her entire body trembling with the aftershocks of their intense coupling. She watched with hooded eyes as his seed oozed out of her abused, twitching hole, a delirious smile spreading across her face.
"Mmm, Tomura..." she purred, her voice dripping with contentment. "That was amazing...I love the way you fill me up."
Himiko reached down, dipping her fingers into the mess he'd left behind. She brought them to her lips, savoring the taste of his essence, her tongue darting out to lick them clean.
As Tomura tucked his cock back into his pants, Himiko's eyes widened in surprise, but not alarm. She knew that Tomura wasn't one to be satisfied with just one round of pleasure. Instead, she felt a thrill of excitement as he spread her legs wide, his fingers digging into the flesh of her thighs.
"Not done yet?" she purred, her voice dripping with anticipation. "I like that, Tomura. I love it."
"I fucked your asshole good. Your cunt still needs to be taken care off, you bratty bitch." Tomura lowered his face down to her squirming wet vagina, inhaling her sweet nectar.
Himiko's eyes fluttered closed as Tomura's tongue swept across her wet, aching pussy. She felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, her body arching up to meet his tongue. The sensation of his tongue licking and lapping at her sensitive flesh was almost too much to bear.
"Mmm, yes..." she moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. "That feels so good...Don't stop, Tomura. Please don't stop."
As Tomura's tongue continued to work its magic, Himiko's asshole continued to pour out his cum, a slow, sticky stream that coated her inner thighs. She didn't care - she was too lost in the pleasure of the moment, too caught up in the bliss of Tomura's touch.
Toga's entire body shuddered with unbridled ecstasy as Tomura's tongue worked her pussy with expert precision. His slurping sounds were loud and commanding, driving her further and further towards the edge.
"Ah! Tomura, yes!" Toga cried out, her voice high-pitched and needy. "Don't stop, please! I'm so close... I'm going to come so hard for you!"
Her hips bucked and writhed beneath his touch, her inner walls fluttering and clenching around nothing as she ached to be filled once more. Every nerve ending in her body was alight with sensation, the world narrowing down to the exquisite agony of Tomura's ministrations.
"I love you, Tomura!" Toga's voice was a desperate, keening whine. "I love you so much...Please, make me come! I need it, I need you!"
Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him in place as she ground her pussy against his face, chasing that elusive peak of pleasure. Toga was lost in a haze of lust, her mind consumed by the all-encompassing need for Tomura's touch.
As Toga's body shuddered and convulsed in the grip of her orgasm, a jet of fluid erupted from her pussy, spraying across Tomura's face in a hot, sticky torrent. She arched her back, her entire body tensed in a grimace of pleasure, as the waves of sensation washed over her.
"Ah...fuu...ck..." Toga's voice was a strangled, incoherent cry, her body locked in a spasm of pleasure as she rode out the aftershocks of her climax.
As the last of the ripples faded, Tomura's face was streaked with her juices, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of contempt and admiration as he regarded her.
"You're a nasty bitch, Toga," he spat, his voice dripping with malice. "But I like that about you. I like the way you come for me so easily."
With a slow, deliberate motion, Tomura licked his fingers clean, the sound of his tongue rasping against his teeth sending a shiver down Toga's spine. She watched, entranced, as he savored the taste of her fluids, her own body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
"Your pussy is not bad," Tomura murmured, his voice low and husky. "I could eat it all day."
Toga felt her body go limp, all of her energy utterly spent from the intense, relentless mating with Tomura. She gazed up at him through hooded eyes, a weary but satisfied smile curving her lips.
"Tomura..." she purred, her voice barely above a whisper. "That was...incredible. You've ruined me for anyone else to ever dare touch."
Tomura scooped her into his arms, cradling her petite frame against his chest. Toga nuzzled into him, relishing the warmth and comfort of his embrace. Her fingers trailed lazily along his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles as she basked in the afterglow of their primal coupling.
O*O*O*O*O
Toga's finger trailed across Tomura's face, tracing the sharp lines of his jaw and the curve of his cheek. Her eyes, still cloudy with the aftereffects of her orgasm, gazed up at him with a pensive, almost uncertain expression.
"Tomura?" she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing. "Do you...did you really meant what you said earlier? About recruiting me, just for sex? Just a hole for you to fill?"
Tomura's expression, as always, was difficult to read. His eyes, cold and detached, seemed to bore into her very soul as he regarded her. For a moment, Toga felt a shiver run down her spine, as if he was probing the very depths of her being.
"Himiko..." he murmured, his voice low and surprisingly tender. "You are an important member of the League. I see great potential in you, Toga. And I'm... glad to have you by my side."
Toga's breath caught in her throat as she listened to Tomura's words. She had never heard him speak like this before - the raw honesty and vulnerability in his tone was so unexpected, so at odds with the cruel, calculating persona he usually projected.
"Tomura..." she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "Do you...Do you really mean that?"
Toga searched his face, her own filled with a mix of hope and uncertainty. She had always known that Tomura saw her as more than just a plaything, but to hear him acknowledge it so directly was both thrilling and terrifying.
"I do," Tomura replied, his grip on her tightening ever so slightly. "You are... invaluable to me, Toga. I won't let anyone else have you. You're mine."
Himiko's heart melted at his confession. It was the kindest, most flattering admittance anyone has said about her. It made her so happy to have chosen to stick by his side.
"Also, I wouldn't have wanted to recruit you without the added bonus of getting to have sex with you," Tomura deadpanned, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
Toga's face lit up with a bright, mischievous smile as she heard Tomura's sarcastic addition. She couldn't help but laugh, the sound bubbling up from her chest like a fountain of joy.
"Oh, of course," she teased, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Sex was just a tiny, insignificant part of it. I mean, who wouldn't want to be used and exploited by a genius like you, right?"
Toga's laughter was infectious, and Tomura couldn't help but join in, his own chuckles deep and rumbling. The two of them sat there, holding each other, their bodies still warm from their intense lovemaking.
"Hey, don't knock it," Tomura said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm a genius, remember? I can appreciate the finer things in life...like your body."
Toga's expression turned to one of mock concern as she remembered their missed meeting with the rest of the PLF commanders.
"Ohh, Dabi's going to be so mad at us, Tomura!" she exclaimed, her tone dripping with playful exaggeration. "He's going to give us the stink-eye and everything!"
Tomura simply let out a dismissive snort, his grip on Toga tightening possessively.
"Fuck him," he growled, his voice low and rough. "I'd much rather be here with you than sitting through another one of those godawful tedious sit-downs."
Toga felt a thrill of excitement run through her at Tomura's words. She loved how he always put her first, how he valued their time together above all else. Then again, she was the only female in the league that had no problem being fucked like a worthless street whore and he must've appreciated that.
"Mmm, is that so?" she purred, her lips brushing against his in a brief, teasing kiss. "Well, in that case, I think I'd much rather stay here with you too."
Toga's eyes sparkled with mischief as she gazed up at Tomura, her body pressed flush against his. The thought of defying the League, of putting her own desires before their objectives, sent a delicious shiver down her spine.
"After all," she whispered, her voice sultry and alluring. "Being fucked silly by you is so much more...entertaining."
With that, Toga leaned in, capturing Tomura's lips in a deep, passionate kiss, pouring all of her ardent desire and devotion into the embrace. In this moment, nothing else mattered but the two of them, lost in their own twisted, but intoxicating world.
Toga stood up, her slender legs unfolding as she stretched her sore body. She arched her back, giving Tomura a perfect view of her bruised and leaking ass, her cheeks flushed with a pinkish hue.
"Ow, my butt hurts. I think I might need a few more days to recover from our little session," she purred, her voice husky with amusement. "But it was totally worth it."
Toga's eyes sparkled with mischief as she gazed back at Tomura, her body still warm from their hardcore lovemaking. She couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the thought of pleasing him, of making him happy.
"You know, I've been thinking," she said, her voice husky and seductive. "I'd really like it if you could...cum inside my pussy one of these days."
Toga's eyes locked onto Tomura's, her gaze intense and hopeful. She had been wanting to try this with him for a while now, to feel him release inside her, to connect with him on a deeper level. Tomura's expression didn't change, but Toga could sense a flicker of emotion in his eyes, a spark of desire that he quickly extinguished. He shook his head, his voice firm and resolute.
"No," he said, his voice low and rough. "I won't do it, Toga. I won't risk getting you fucking pregnant. The last thing I need is one of my top commanders running around in battle with a damn brat growing inside her and slowing you down."
Toga's face fell, but she quickly recovered, a sly smile spreading across her face. She gave a lighthearted laugh, waving a dismissive hand.
"Oh, having kids? Psh, that's way too boring and ordinary for me!" she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I love being your cute little whore who loves it up the ass, Tomura. No messy commitments or responsibilities, just the two of us indulging in our twisted desires."
She sauntered back over to him, trailing a teasing finger along his chest.
"Besides," Toga purred, her voice dripping with seduction. "I don't think I'm the maternal type. I'd much rather spend my time terrorizing the city and drinking the blood of my victims than changing stinky diapers, you know?"
Toga's expression turned devilish as she leaned in close, her lips barely brushing against his.
"So you don't have to worry," she whispered. "I'm never going to ask you for anything like that. I'm perfectly content being your twisted, little blood-thirsty psycho. Forever and always."
With that, Toga closed the distance between them, capturing Tomura's lips in a passionate, searing kiss, her body pressed flush against his as she let her desire consume her once more. Tomura's grin grew wider as he wrapped his arms around Toga, pulling her close as he deepened the kiss. He couldn't help but feel a sense of possession and pride, knowing that he was the one who got to claim this twisted, beautiful woman as his own.
"You're such a real freak, Toga," he whispered against her lips, his voice husky with desire. "But I wouldn't have it any other way. You're my freak, and I love you for it."
Toga's eyes flashed with excitement as she heard Tomura's words, her heart racing with anticipation. She wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss as she let her passion consume her.
"I love being your freaky bitch," she whispered back, her voice barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing.
With that, Toga leaned in, capturing Tomura's lips in a passionate, searing kiss. Tomura's arms wrapped around her, holding her close as they lost themselves in the moment, their lips moving in perfect sync.
As they made out, the world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their own twisted, but intoxicating world. Toga's hands roamed over Tomura's body, her fingers tracing the contours of his face, his chest, his arms. Tomura's hands were just as exploratory, his fingers tangling in Toga's hair, his lips roaming over her skin.
Their kiss deepened, their passion growing as they lost themselves in the moment. They were two souls, bound together by their twisted attraction for each other, a flame that burned bright and hot, joyfully destroying everything in its path.
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"Where the hell have you two dumb motherfuckers been?" Dabi roared, his voice dripping with rage. "You both just up and disappeared right when we need to plan out our massive war! Do you have any idea how much I fucking hate cleaning after your bitch ass?"
"Aw Dabi, don't be such a sourpuss!" Toga sang out, her tone mocking. "Tomura and I were just...catching up, that's all!"
She punctuated her words with a coy wink, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Beside her, Tomura remained mostly unfazed, his expression deadpan as he listened to Dabi's tirade.
"Relax, Dabi," he said, his voice calm and even. "We had more important things to attend to." His gaze flickered briefly down to Toga, a hint of possessiveness in his eyes.
Dabi let out an exasperated groan, running a hand through his messy hair in frustration. "Damn idiots." He turned away and stormed off.
Toga's giggles followed Dabi's retreating form, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she turned back to Tomura. A sly smile spread across her face, and she leaned in close, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Mwah, let's be naughty, Tomura," she purred, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Can we skip the next meeting too? Just think of the look on Dabi's face if we do it again."
Toga's voice was laced with excitement, her tone almost pleading as she reached out and grasped Tomura's hand. She gave it a gentle tug, as if to pull him closer, her eyes never leaving his.
"I'll be so good, Tomura," she whispered, her voice dripping with seduction. "I'll be your submissive little bitch again, just for you."
Tomura's response was a low, husky hum, one that sent shivers down Toga's spine. He nodded, his face a mask of calm, but his eyes betrayed a hint of excitement. "Of course, Himi," he said, his voice low and smooth. "We can skip that stupid meeting. I think Dabi can handle a little more disappointment in his shitty life."
Toga's face lit up with a radiant smile, and she threw her arms around Tomura, pulling him into a tight, passionate hug. "Yay! I knew you'd agree!" she exclaimed, her voice bubbling over with excitement.
Tomura's hum turned into a low, throaty chuckle, and he smiled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Sounds like a plan to me," he said, his voice dripping with seduction.
Toga squealed with delight, and the two of them shared a quick, passionate kiss, their lips moving in perfect sync.