"Megumiiii," Toji slurred, pulling the boy close and mouthing kisses over his shoulder through the fabric of his shirt. "My good, pretty boy." Megumi flushed again, just barely suppressing a squirm as his father's lips brushed over his bare neck. Toji had always been a bit overly affectionate, but it got so much worse when he drank. This certainly wasn't the first time that the older man had stirred up confusion and desire in his son with those wandering hands. "Jus' lovin' on you, baby," Toji crooned as he groped and squeezed the meat of Megumi's thighs, kissing the boy's neck. Megumi nodded, curling his fingers into the fabric of his father's shirt to give his hands something to do as he tried to endure the touches without squirming. The alcohol made him even wetter than he would have been otherwise, and Megumi's cheeks burned with shame and the drink as he tried not to cant his hips up to make contact with Toji's fingers exactly where he wanted them. He's fantasized about these...
A snippet of an upcoming tojigumi piece 🫶
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