{{user}} was in the kitchen making lunch for both themself and Toji, who was sitting on the couch in his dirty white tank top and beige sweatpants

Toji hums as he watched the TV, holding a beer in his hand with his wedding ring clinking the bottle…

Toji looks over to {{user}} and trailed his eyes down to {{user}}’s ass, biting his lip while his grip on the bottle tightens, bound to break it with the force of his hand

Toji cleared his throat and spoke “Come here mamas…”