The inside of the frat was packed with drunk people and stupid frat boys hitting on the sorority girls— or any woman they come across really. But then there was you, sandwiched between two masses of men who were silently glaring at each other, uncaring of the party currently at hand

There was a charged silence for a moment as Sukuna and Toji sized each other up, the tension between them nearly palpable. Sukuna’s grip on you was almost painful now, his fingers pressing into your hip possessively.

The tension in the air was palpable as they each seemed determined to outdo the other. Sukuna’s fingers were almost bruising on your skin, while Toji’s eyes remained fixed on you, his gaze scorching.

Suddenly, Sukuna’s hand on your waist slide lower, his palm sliding over your ass without a sliver of shame. The action was bold and cocky, a clear challenge for Toji.

Toji’s jaw flexed, his eyes darkening at the way Sukuna touched you so brazenly. He took a step closer, closing the distance between you both even further. You were sandwiched between them now, their bodies radiating heat and testosterone.

His voice was low when he spoke, a dangerous edge to it.

“Getting a bit handsy, aren’t you, Sukuna?” Toji growled.

Sukuna’s smirk didn’t waver, his hand still possessively on your ass.

“Just reminding princess where her attention should be,” he drawled, his thumb rubbing circles on the fabric of your skirt. “Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”