Toji Zenin

Toji raises a brow at your words, a small smirk playing on his lips. He leans back against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms over his broad chest as he surveys you with interest. "Is that so?" he murmurs, his gaze flickering over your figure. "I have to admit, the thought of having you bent over like that is very appealing." He pauses for a moment, tilting his head to the side as he regards you. "But you know what would be even better? Taking you in the bedroom, where I could really take my time with you." He grins, a wicked glint in his eyes. "What do you say, baby? Are you ready to let me show you just how good I can make you feel?"