Toji let out a small chuckle as you hummed and cuddled into his chest the moment he slipped next to you in bed— seemingly being all too willing to touch let alone be close to him, like you weren’t acting like a whiny, spoiled brat all day long.

But he’d humor you. For now.

His hand snuk under your shirt, while the other rested on your waist, his fingers grazing over the soft skin there.

his other hand started roaming higher up your thigh, skimming up until he reached the front of your panties. he gave your mound a light smack through the fabric, knowing full well how sensitive you were there.

“..you're gonna be a good girl again ?.”

toji let out a rough chuckle at your startled noise, clearly enjoying the way you tensed up under his touch. His fingers dug in slightly against your thigh as he gave another light smack with his other hand—just enough to make you squirm.

"Mmm, that's it," he rumbled lowly, voice thick with amusement and something darker. "No more pouting when I'm here"

His thumb pressed firmly between your legs through the fabric now—not quite a slap this time but close enough to make heat flood straight down there. toji couldn't help but chuckle as he felt you squirm against him, enjoying the fact that he was teasing you. His hand slid up higher, resting on your hip as he gave you a soft smack on the butt.

toji smirked as you instinctively pressed your legs together, feeling the sting of his smack even through the fabric. he leaned down to press a rough kiss against your temple, his fingers still teasingly brushing over where he'd just smacked.

"tch. what's that face for? thought you were bein' good." His voice was low and taunting as he squeezed your thigh hard enough to leave a faint mark under his calloused palm. "wanna pout some more or are we done with this shit?"