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It had been a week since toji broke into your house, a week since toji took your body as if it was his; yet you’re on a date with him.
Since you’re a college student living off your minimum wage job and toji is busy gambling your money away you went somewhere simple; Mcdonald’s. Most people wouldn’t even think about having their first date, especially with a man around 20 years older than them, at somewhere as lousy as Mcdonald’s. But you, you were different, not because you loved him but because you developed a want for him. Ever since you felt him inside you you’ve craved more; call it Stockholm syndrome or lust you just knew you needed him.
So once he approached you late at night, outside your house, while you were taking out the trash, asking if he could take you out as a little “apology”, you said yes. You changed from your pajamas to something more casual; a cute pink lacy cami top, bootcut jeans, and a pair of tabis. He was already waiting for you in his beat up 2014 nissan altima; partly because he didn’t bother in changing his clothes. You get into the passenger side and he immediately greets you,
“What took you so long sweetheart?” You’re caught off guard by the nickname, especially since it was the same name he used while he was holding you down on your bedroom floor. “I was just changing my clothes, decided that I wanted to look a bit nice.” He shamelessly eyes your body up and down; firstly looking at how adorable your face is, how it reminds him of a fawn, then stopping to look at the way your top pushes up your breasts. Once you catch onto whats happening you look away from him in embarrassment.
He grabs your face, forcing you to look at him, and says “Whats wrong? You don’t have to be scared of me, I just couldn’t hold myself back that one time since you’re so pretty and all.” “I know, im just a little nervous is all, I haven’t been on a date since I was in high school.” Toji smiled at your comment, it reminds him of how inexperienced you were compared to him, how he’s ruining your perception of love, and of how much it turns him on. He lets go of your face and gives you a kiss before finally driving off.