The Surprise

Naoya is beside himself with what they just saw. He's attempting to comprehend all the points that were made while he and Choso take in this casual conversation over horrific content.

Naoya knew there were things about Elska that he was unaware of but he certainly didn't think the mysteries would be of this nature. He looks to his right at Choso, wanting to see if he's having any kind of reaction. It's not blatant but Zenin can perceive the slight angling of Choso's features suggesting the whole thing actually bothered him as well.

They're sitting together in Choso's office watching the conversation unfold between Elska, Toji, Gojo and Nanami. Naoya's request for Choso's observer technique landed them right on the receiving end of shock and disgust.

Surrounded by jade walls, the blonde ruminates over the accusations Toji made against Gojo and allows his imagination to run wild with each phrase; dreadfully conceiving scenes of the silver haired shaman performing the grotesque.

He kidnapped you from your world Elska, held you prisoner, abused you...

Naoya's blood begins to boil as Toji's words echo through him again.

And then he had your memories erased so he could trick you into a relationship.

Not even realizing it right away, Naoya's fists are clenched so tightly that he's cutting off proper circulation and becoming white knuckled in the process.

How could Gojo do that to her?

Any of that?

He's enraged but partially consumed by grief as ascertaining how both Gojo and Toji have been manipulating Elska for some time.

Perhaps Getou isn't the worst one near.

"Naoya, I don't understand…"

Choso's voice is quiet and genuine.

"Is Elska Oda not upset by that information?"

Naoya hunches over but still tuning into the conversation all while trying to grasp Elska's mindset. He's understanding more than ever how little he really knows her. He was never made aware of the details about where Elska came from before this, the Zenin were obtusely cut and dry with the arrangements but he certainly never would have guessed a different fucking world.

"Such a bizarre little minx..."

Envisioning the timeline, Naoya deliberates over the possibility of Oda causing the noticeable change in Satoru a few years ago.

'Gojo was fucking ruthless back then…', and Naoya just found out that Elska knows what it feels like to be at the mercy of that diabolical shit.

His amber eyes gloss and then glue to her.

The way Elska handled herself in regards to Gojo's crimes is beyond Naoya's capability of ever truly understanding but he can't help but feel that it's ideal behavior for a clan head's wife.

Limpid.

Benevolent.

Merciful.

This recognition sparks a bit of light where Naoya's heart had temporarily hazed and warrants his warms affections returning for comfort.

"I think she's just stronger than we expected, Cho."

Naoya's dwelling when the dark emotions subside in his stomach to steadily deplete the anxiety. The hybrid being looks to him curiously.

"Wiser than we expected too. She doesn't seem to be the unfledged woman I once perceived her to be."

Knowing that Gojo ever harmed her, Toji too from the context of things...Naoya's spooked by it all. He finds himself comparing his actions to theirs and grasps that there're a few things he could do differently to avoid being like them. The words held you prisoner bother him the most though since he's currently aware that he's not going to be able to avoid that one.

"I want Elska to actually choose me, Cho."

Choso turns his head to the left as he was rather floored by that remark. There have been too many questionable things spewed in the past from the Zenin regarding Elska for Choso to not have, well, questioned.

The being proceeds to search Naoya's expression for a hint that this was a gag but finds that the Zenin has never appeared more solemn. It's sorrowful but intense, how Naoya's brow furrows with his lips tightened in a formidable frown. With all of the obvious competition over securing Elska, Choso has to ask.

"How are you going to make that happen?"

Naoya exhales and leans back a little. He's zoning in and out of the conversation in the observer's window but continues to watch her while ignoring their topics.

"I don't know, I guess I'll just have to make sure she knows she has the choice to. I'm realizing that it's probably of utmost importance now...she deserves at least that."

Choso sympathetically nods, sharing his mirroring heart.

Naoya sighs as he carefully decides to divulge his plan to Choso. He wasn't so sure if he should have before now but after seeing the being's reaction to the shit show in front of them, Naoya feels kindred.

"Hey...Choso?"

Naoya waits until he has his full attention.

"When we bring Elska here...Getou's plan is for me to force her to submit for what he wants. I'm not fucking going to do that though, I never was. Jokes on that motherfucker for thinking everyone else is as fucked up as he is."

Naoya pauses while he reads Choso, getting nothing.

"I am going to try and convince her to become a Zenin however and I think I can. There's definitely something between us. I just need her to explore it more. Maybe when she sees what I have to offer, she'll want to be apart of it."

Naoya brings his hands together in a way that almost resembles praying, his voice becoming sheathed in melancholy.

"Gojo's fucking insane. We need to get Elska out of there before he gets too confident and does something worse to her. The shit that dude has done is incredibly heinous."

But what really has Naoya unnerved is the part where her and Gojo exchanged those absurd words and then embraced afterwards.

"She has the unique ability to love monsters as well..."

A mumble only meant for himself.

"What about Toji though? Isn't she a big part of why he left?"

Choso isn't disagreeing with any of what Naoya had to say but is instead probing to gain an understanding of the bigger picture.

"Tch. Fucking Big Bird?"

Naoya chuckles quietly, aiming to infect Choso with a smile.

"Yea Toji is probably going to oppose me as well but I really would prefer not fighting him. I'm pretty fucking pissed with all of this shit but he's still family and I love him like the brothers I wish he'd replace..."

Naoya's been so held up on the topic, he's not even had time to digest the giant's new form.

'When did Toji become like Elska? How?!'

That's when he remembers Toji talking about a surprise.

"I understand that completely. I think family is very important."

Choso's eyes light up for a second as he recalls his own but it regrettably sends him into a fleeting wave of panic.

"We'll still be grabbing Yuuji then too, right?!"

"Yeah, nothing's changed there. I believe Getou's arranging for us to handle that right now, apparently he found something that would help. We need to limit Itadori of his energy to decrease the possibility of him switching over to Sukuna."

Naoya leans all the way back against the wall now, ignoring how uncomfortable the position is as he adjusts his pretzeled legs on the desk. When the tiniest smirk crosses Choso's face, Naoya fuels it by asking the simplest question.

"Are you excited?"

Choso actually full on smiles now and looks down to his hands that are laced together in hip lap.

"Of course I am!! But I'm pretty nervous too...whenever I think about it my stomach gets all strange and flippy."

The being fidgets his thumb a few times before straightening his posture, keeping the happy demeanor though.

"I have a lot of fears surrounding it I guess. What if he doesn't understand…or doesn't...want me?"

Naoya softens his expression and throws an arm around the hybrid.

"It'll be okay! You can't think like that! Yuuji seems like a good kid and plus, it's hard not to like you Cho! You grew on me like a fucking hemorrhoid."

Naoya's lips split to show teeth when Choso giggles and appears to be more relieved. He wonders if that's the first time one of his jokes have made complete sense to the being.

"Thank you, Naoya, I really appreciate that..."

Choso is looking straight ahead, back to the projected window in front of them. He sees Elska getting up and it was like Naoya could subconsciously sense that something was about to happen because the Zenin's attention is drawn back to it as well.

"Ok, I'm a little drunk so maybe a bath then!"

Once Naoya's brain registers her saying this, he launches to his feet with a wild wheeze.

"CHOSO! Follow her!"

The blonde's arm is fully extended and pointing to the window with urgency.

"What the fuck are you waiting for Cho?! Did you hear what she said!?"

Choso feels like Naoya's enthusiasm is a bit overbearing but understands that he may just have a lot to learn about kinks.

"Bath time!!"

"It doesn't work like that Naoya, I can't!"

He's trying to be serious but can't get over Naoya's expression as the Zenin waits for a valid reason.

"I'd have to rewrite the path, it doesn't just follow people. Bathrooms are usually too well-lit to for me to explore anyways. I can try but it's not likely to happen."

"GAAAH whhhhyyyyy?!"

Naoya loathes the heavens while he expresses his disappointment at missing the sight of which he's dying to see. For a moment he wonders how Choso would be so certain about the lighting predicament.

'Who has he tried that on?'

"I'd have to stay in here with you for the window to remain open anyways. I hope you're okay with that."

Choso is lying through his teeth as he tries to convince Naoya that his presence is necessary. He's interested in women now too and would relish in any opportunity to further his newfound love for studying them.

Naoya actually mauls over it halfheartedly for a second before ultimately responding.

"Absolutely not. That is not for your eyes. Remember? Her skin? Me husband?"

The Zenin plops back down against the rosewood desk sighing and rubbing a hand across his forehead in frustration.

"I guess I'll just have to wait…"

"Do you want to keep watching the others?"

Choso's hand is already in the air, ready to wipe the technique away.

"Not really. Their attitudes piss me off."

Naoya's already lost in his mind as he begins to form pieces of another bath time fantasy.

"Tch. I bet she only has a standard tub there."

He sounds so annoyed by this, thinking that it must not be large enough for her to really enjoy. She's small but there's no way she could stretch out and truly relax in a normal one. No one can.

"That's such an odd thing to be upset over…"

Choso almost laughs but smirks instead as he releases the technique and stands up. He straightens his suit out and walks over to a stack of papers on his desk.

"You know Getou is having your clan pay for all of this, right?"

Naoya wasn't knowledgeable of that fact but isn't bothered by it.

"We can afford it. This was nothing compared to what I had renovated at my estate."

He places both hands on his knees, standing as well after seeing that Choso was about to hand him the signed papers.

"And really, financial freedom just gives me more control in the designing! I'm going to make sure she's comfortable."

Naoya's smiling widely now, his mood having improved since hearing the troublesome news involving Elska. He's eager to receive her although he's still pretty apprehensive about Getou being around too.

Convincing Elska to maybe play along is all he has to do but isn't sure how that'll turn out since they're about to technically take her prisoner as well. How can he expect her to trust him? 

Or maybe she already does?

"I know you'll be busy with Itadori but would you help me keep an eye on Elska while she's here? It'll be too obvious to Getou if I never her alone. I just want to make sure she's guarded as much as possible."

Naoya temporarily halts his mouth as he considers his next words carefully, eyes floating towards the being while his soul hashes out deliberation.

"Can I be honest with you Cho?"

The being looks over, gifts a warm grin.

"Of course!"

"There are some things about Elska that Toji and I have kept from Getou on purpose. If he finds out about these things then he will try do…other things to her…bad things."

Naoya stews in his own words as the worst scenarios automatically unravel in his mind.

'I probably shouldn't kill Suguru yet but I will if I have to...'

"I've already decided to help you, Naoya. Your intentions are not what I assumed and I'm glad for that."

Choso relays this but then thinks back and is reminded of the horrors that were burned into memory from watching Getou hurt the black-haired woman. With the additional knowledge of how Naoya actually feels about these things, he feels like he needs to intervene on the girl's behalf but doesn't know how.

"Naoya?"

Choso sees him look up, half in his own mind again.

"Getou has a woman in his quarters..."

Naoya's exhales loudly to this not in annoyance but in understanding of precisely what that means.

"Cho..."

The Zenin's energy intensifies with irascibility.

See...that shit right there is exactly why I'll need your help. I do NOT want him anywhere near Elska…I'll fucking kill him, Choso."

Placing his hands on his hips and lifting his chin to the ceiling with scrunched eyes, Naoya asks the dreadful.

"How bad was it?"

"I don't know how to judge it really but I didn't like it at all. Getou was hurting her and saying a lot of weird things. You don't think he would end up killi-…"

Choso's words are cut off.

"Yes, I think Getou absolutely would. He's a sick fucking man, Cho."

"We have to help her!"

Choso is resolved on the what without thinking of the how at first but then proceeds with a half-baked plan.

"When he leaves the premises I can conjure a portal without his knowledge! We can find out where she came from and then I'll send her back there!"

The being ignores the obvious that lurks just beneath his conception.

How would they explain her escape?

Naoya is enjoying the surprise of experiencing the sheer humanity in Choso's heart but then the floor and walls suddenly shake. Both Choso and Naoya immediately recognize that it's Getou's energy that's causing the commotion; his technique is extremely powerful and the presence devastating.

Naoya runs out of the room using his projection, aiming towards the commotion as Choso decides to cast his observer technique with a knot tying his stomach. He has this wild gut hunch as to what just happened.

"Please let me be wrong…"

Choso closes his eyes to map and upon opening them he drops to the floor on his knees.

He was right.

The black-haired woman is lying face up motionlessly on the floor with visual signs of hypoxia and strangulation. Getou's room has numerous large concave indentions throughout, one of the walls not surviving his fury at all so there's more light than usual which gives Choso the ability to perceive the corrosive details.

Culpability and waves of it, course through his veins as the weight of his hesitancy bears down on him.

"Why didn't I say anything sooner!?"

He never knew the woman, doesn't even know her name but he's aware of Getou's brutality in all other areas before stumbling across these scenes that haunt him now.

"I should've told Naoya immediately!"

The metaphorical weight continues to crush Choso until his horrid purgatory is cracked open by something more potent that guilt.

Revenge.

Memories that can only summon desolation reinforce the being and help him raise his head with direction and purpose. Choso recalls the reason he decided to get close to the murderous orphan to begin with and this allows him to recompose himself.

Determination isn't even the half of it.

"Getou...you're not going to get away with this either."

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Things haven't exactly gone back to normal but Elska could say that their love feels stronger than ever.

Satoru seems to still be treading lightly around her overall but she can sense his graciousness for the harmonious result of their little situation. Having the alcohol in their system is definitely helping though as they both relax and unwind a little around their small dining room table.

It's been three days since everything came to light.

Three days since she accepted the malicious man that is Satoru.

Three days now since her life has finally made some sense.

"Did you enjoy dinner, love?"

Gojo's feeling buzzed and can't help but smile to her.

"And that surprise should be here any minute now…"

Those wildly ice-like eyes glance down to his phone to check the time.

"You didn't have to get me anything Sati! I'm not going to hold this over your head, I promised you that I wouldn't."

A smirk creases on her face despite her words as she begins to wonder on what it could be. She gives in and shows interest as she takes in his anxious mannerisms, pouring herself a large glass of Merlot. She takes a sip but giggles into the rim.

"Any hints at least?"

Satoru's observing Elska in her tipsy state.

He told Toji that he would talk to her about the threesome thing first but has since found that there are things that even he is incapable of doing…

Like bringing it up.

Love, here's my dick Oh! And there's Toji's!

Hey love, ever wanted to try to fit two cocks at once? It might be fun!

It's only weird if you make it!

How the fuck was he supposed to just talk to her about that? Especially after everything these past couple of weeks.

Gojo leans back in his seat as he winks to her.

"Nope! No hints! And you can think about it all you want but you'll never guess what it is…I can assure that."

Elska's face is surely confused now as she tries to prove him wrong by mentally burning through possibilities.

Meanwhile, Gojo's enthusiastic facade starts to fade.

'Why is Toji so fucking late? Did he change his mind?'

He briefly pictures a Toji turning into a pussy around midnight.

Satoru exhales quietly as he begins to imagine where the evening could lead them if she's wishing so and the giant actually shows. In this very moment all Gojo can desperately wish for is Elska going along with it but he'll rail her alone if he must. Right as his worries are taking over, his mind switches to Naoya, leading Satoru to relinquish the idea that the blonde would've been necessary for this to take flight.

Satoru's also hoping that this isn't some huge ass mistake.

"Love? You know I love you right?"

He curiously meets her hazel eyes as she seems to be weary of his tone.

Elska inhales deeply while shaking her head in what seems like disbelief but soon smiles.

"Yes...I do, Sati."

She takes another sip while studying him.

"I love you too, you know."

She can't help but slowly trail her eyes down the visible parts of his body while he's sitting across from her. He has this incredible way of melting her defenses without even providing effort.

"What exactly is this surprise, Sati?"

When his brow jumps at her, Elska now feels like he's up to something mischievous for sure.

Satoru stands from the wooden table and gradually walks around the corners of it to reach her; bumping into one and shaking the dishes where they ate. He extends his arms out to her to pull her up from the seat and then into an embrace but lowers his lips to her ear where he nibbles. Gojo's hands fall to her rear as he scoops up handfuls of some of his favorite physical assets of hers.

"You're just going to have to wait and see…"

His voice low and seductive before bringing his lips to hers.

Elska feels undeniable excitement rush through her and allows his wandering hands to grab as they please.

'Oh so it's something like that? What the hell could it be?!'

Satoru's daring the tips of his fingers around her instantly aroused entrance, grazing over her panties mockingly while she whimpers. His smug little Mmmhmmm? captures a moan from her as he sheds the layers to show more of his banished side.

"My love…you're already soaked?'

He begins to increase the pressure placed by his fingertips around the edges of her labia with pride in his voice.

"We haven't even started yet..."

He's arrogantly chuckling and swaying her as he continues to grip and rub over her skin. Gojo pulls her ass cheeks apart for a second and then playfully slaps the left one as he furrows his brow and looks down his nose at her. His lips then part slightly as he again reaches behind her, gliding his other hand down her back and then the curve of her bottom; inserting the tips of two fingers. When she gasps he's left with little restraint.

"My sexy little Elska…".

He feels her hands gripping his bulge through his pants causing him to groan deeply before kissing her again.

They abruptly stop to the sound of light knocking.

"Uh! It must be here!!!"

Satoru pecks her cheek before seemingly prancing to the door.

"You're going to want your wine for this, love."

He assures her this as he reaches for the knob. Once she's holding it and sips, he swings the door open to reveal Toji Fushiguro standing with an unusually uncomfortable expression on his face. The giant remains in place, not walking in or even moving until there's the sound of glass breaking.

"Doll."

"To-ji?!"

Elska bends down to pick up the larger shards. She'd accidentally released her grasp when she saw that it was him that was to be expected.

Satoru reaches down to gently grab her wrists while their eyes lock. He brings her back to standing with a widening smile.

"I warned that you wouldn't be able to guess what it was…It's called a surprise for a reason, love!"

"You didn't fucking talk to her?!"

Toji is instantly regretting this whole thing as he stands there looking at poor clueless Elska.

"Gojo WHAT THE FUCK?!!"

"Ohhhh chilllllll out Toji...you'll have a heart attack at your age."

"Sati...what is he…why were you..."

Elska begins to ponder on how Gojo was just getting her in the mood for said surprise.

"What is going on here?"

Her mind is starting to make connections but surely it's not possible…

'Sati is way too protective. There's no way he would want tha-…'

Her thoughts halt when she's brought back to the weird situation with Naoya.

The lust in Gojo's eyes when she was consumed by the Zenin man was truly unexpected but it was fiercely evident. She assumed that Satoru experienced arousal because of her pheromones but is now wondering if she had it all wrong.

As she slowly lifts her head to meet her knight's eyes though she starts to recognize trace hints of that wicked glint he would sometimes harbor.

The expression itself turns her on.

"I didn't know how to ask about this love...we've never talked about anything like it."

Satoru hears Toji make a noise that could be translated into are you fucking serious but ignores it as he moves along.

"But that's alright, this is a special occasion. Toji and I have something to tell you love…"

He goes to stand behind her so they're both facing Toji now.

"Our little talk the other day did wonders as you can see..."

His voice is husky as he leisurely speaks. He brings his hands slowly down her sides until he meets her waist where he then wraps one around it snugly while letting the other travel even farther down; hiking up her dress to expose the fronts of her panties.

Elska's breathing quicker than before but her voice itself sounds breathless.

"Sati…what are you…"

She gasps as he hooks the traveling hand over her mound, casually applying pressure and rubbing as she tries to speak.

"I don't under…understand…mmmm."

Her knees buckle slightly but it seems like Gojo was prepared for that as she doesn't fall an inch. She's so confused as he administers these wonderful ministrations to her right in front of Toji. She feels like her sweet Sati is even trying to make a show out of it for him as he stands there awkwardly onlooking.

Toji's eyes are fastened to her as she squirms in Gojo's hold. He feels himself throbbing to life as he tries to fight his hatred for the pair of hands currently on her.

'Don't be selfish'

He reminds himself as he begins to walk towards them, a throaty groan produced while he nears. After a few steps he notices Gojo bringing a hand to her shoulder to push the strap of her black dress down; kissing her skin and looking directly back at him.

It's as if Gojo is unwrapping a present and trying to entice him by grinding himself into her from behind, pulling at her waist. Toji's training his eyes onto hers now as he waits for signs of rejection but doesn't catch any. She's just fighting gasps while watching him approach.

Toji's towering over her now being mere inches away while she pants. He darts his eyes to Gojo as he's still unsure about this whole situation, her not having been prepared mentally in any way prior.

"Go on Toji...why don't you tell her?"

Gojo's voice is almost sweet as the words linger along his lips, in the air and across her ear. He brings his right arm behind her, the left one still holding her waist. He leans down to kiss her shoulder as he swipes his fingers into her drenched panties to insert two into her again.

Elska whimpers when he fully slides them in.

Satoru listens to the gushing from where his fingers have deployed and shudders at the possibility that this really might happen. His hand is instantly doused by her so he spreads it around and whispers into her ear.

"So fucking wet for us…"

She throws her head back, lightly colliding into his own but he laughs it off before drinking in her soft whines as she's stares into Toji. When Satoru brings his gaze over to the giant as well, he's presented with the forming hunger and the strange way his newfound presence magnifies.

"Toji…If you're not going to tell her then you're going to have to show her."

Toji's staring into her flushed expression as he allows her pleasured helplessness to consume him.

"Doll…"

It's all Toji can formulate as he places a hand under her chin to raise her head higher. He exhales heavily through his nose and lowers his face to hers, eying her parted lips as Gojo extorts her whimpers. When he finally brings his mouth to Elska's, they both moan deeply and their eyes both begin to simultaneously glow red through their lids.

Gojo notices this and steps away, curiously watching to see what happens next.

Elska turns towards him from his sudden absence but Toji grabs her chin again and redirects her focus back to himself. Gojo can't help but bite his lip as he tilts his head to the side to observe Toji's style of things.

Fushiguro seems like the commanding type, much like himself but is probably not as experimental. However, now plagued with thoughts about how Satoru's dying to see Elska completely overrun and taking them both in one way or another the internal words are unstoppable.

'She always looks so fucking good when vulnerable.'

It's a view he'll never tire of.

Elska and Toji stare at each other for an extended period of time until Toji lifts her off of the ground. He has to tap her legs to initiate her wrapping them around him which makes him fear her hesitancy. One of his arms have been brought across her back to support so dips her backwards and buries his face into her breasts; teething her nipples through the clothes.

'Toji makes her look so small…'

A grin forms as Gojo begins to rub himself through his pants.

'This is reeeeally crazy, what the hell is even happening right now!? How are both guys okay with this?!'

Elska can only manage this one thought once feeling Toji's breath against her chest. She can sense Satoru's eyes on them as Toji leaves damp kisses up her neck. He then softly bites her, not with fangs but it's still leaving her completely pining nonetheless.

"Toji…"

She brings her hands to roam through his hair as he grunts his way across her skin to the opposite side. She finally steals a glance of Satoru but sees that he's perched up against the table, watching and slowly unbuckling his pants. Their eyes meet but his seems so heavy with desire when he slyly smiles.

"Don't mind me love!"

Gojo gives her a wink but is able to gather her uncertainty so he responds in a different manner.

"It's not weird, I swear to you. Nothing is wrong here...you just don't have to choose."

Elska turns away from him out of shock and is back to staring down at Toji who stops kissing to inhale deeply.

"Doll, that scent…"

Toji's illuminating eyes are half lidded as he brings them to hers. Their gaze begins to speak a wordless language as her pupils dilate and his threaten to ruin her from the sheer passion of being her turned. He grins and bites her neck again, teasing her with his human teeth very well knowing she'd prefer his fangs. Elska pouts to him which he finds cute and it causes him to playfully nip her bottom lip before smiling some more and licking the fabric gatekeeping her breasts.

Toji is beyond surprised that this is happening but can't ignore his gratitude as he continues to conquer her with his lips. He lowers her some in his arms so that she's lined up perfectly to him. He applies pressure with his bulge; her brow furrowing into a captivating glare as he does. They're lost in each other's eyes even while he administers the simulation of movements and suffers the soft squelches that are created between them. His view only shifts away to look down to her dress where he dons an irritated expression.

He lowers Elska back down to her feet, marveled by her quaking legs. Toji first removes his shirt while she bashfully stands there and waits. He goes to grab at his pants next but stops and instead reaches behind her searching for a zipper but can't find one.

"It's under the left arm."

Toji listens to Gojo say this but completely fails to understand how the shaman can simply coach him into undressing her. He fumbles with the tiny metal piece stationed at the top and gets sordid when it's not going as smoothly as he wants it to.

When Elska reaches to help Toji she can't help but snicker at his expression.

The Big Bad Wolf is being defeated by a tiny zipper.

She gently nudges his hands away as she's lifting her left shoulder to get her hands underneath her arm. She wonders if it's stuck because she can't seem to make it budge either. Toji retorts his own laughter as it's bested her as well.

"How are you two so bad at this?"

Gojo chuckles as he approaches them and pushes Elska's hands down; getting her unzipped on the first try.

He sees Toji eye him quickly, appearing slightly impressed to which Gojo responds.

"I'm just better at this too."

Satoru giggles afterwards though, establishing it as a joke though as he tries to encourage Elska and Toji to loosen up just a bit more.

"Guys...how did we get here?"

Elska's curiously looking to both men as they're standing in front of her. The men's reactions are different.

Toji seems as confused as her but Gojo has a reply ready and delivers it with the most seductive tone.

"I figured we could try out this option love…or really, you can thank Nanamin."

Embarrassment thrashes over her as she listens to this, discomforted that anyone other than those involved would have any idea something like this was happening between all of them.

Gojo picks up on her shyness so he spins her towards him.

"It's ok, he was only mediating! But hey! Let's stop talking about Nanamin and relax a little? We're not doing anything wrong, I'm your boyfriend so it's not like you're cheating."

She nods to him but he feels like he has to ask to be sure.

"Is this making you uncomfortable love?"

"No…well yes but…I just had no idea this is what you wanted, Sati."

Toji chimes in.

"But is this what you want, doll?"

Elska chews on her cheek.

"I don't know…I've never considered this kind of situation before..."

She looks to them both and takes a deep breath. Be honest with yourself rings through her.

She can't find the desire to have both but she can't help but love how much they both clearly desire her. Elska imagines what it would feel like to bathe in both of their hands for a moment and is met with a rush of odd tantalizing sensation. Her eyes begin to glow again as she decides that she's willing to try.

"Just please…don't get carried away. I don't want to have to hurt you guys alright?"

Elska musters up a brave smile as a wide grin dashes across Satoru's face and Toji lets out a sigh of what she thinks is relief. Satoru immediately pulls her in by the hips and kisses her, slipping his tongue into her mouth as he lustfully groans.

After a moment Toji positions himself behind her and cautiously starts to shimmy her dress down, guiding it over her arms as she was preoccupied.

Satoru breaks their kiss only to pull his shirt over his head, throwing it aside and grabbing the back of her neck with his left hand while fondling her breasts under her bra with his right.

She feels Toji's hands washing over her lower half indiscriminately until he's tracing her panty line down from where it lies along her hips to where it meets between her legs, causing her to shudder in anticipation. Gojo pulls away from her so that their eyes can meet.

Satoru brings the hand that was holding her head down to her throat to apply slight pressure. He hisses at her expression as she's beginning to like this, he can tell. He's overrun with the need to see her caught between them but reminds himself that he's not setting the pace. Gojo's light blue eyes shoot over to Toji behind her while feeling Elska being passionately tugged and pushed between them.

While still holding her throat, Satoru uses his other hand to push down his pants and kicks one leg at a time to finally be free of their restraint. He notices Toji follow suit shortly after and he feels himself jump inside of his briefs.

"My sexy little Elska…"

Gojo has to take deeper breaths as he holds Elska in place and she gasps to Toji's fingers moving into her.

"Is Toji making you feel good?"

Satoru squeezes her a little harder in response to his own arousal and watches her bite her lip as she pants.

"Tell me love."

His mouth hangs open with desire when he hears Toji whisper so fucking wet and tunes back into her gushing while the slight scent seeps into his nose. Through her moans he hears a high pitched

"Yes! He...mmmm...is...."

Gojo removes himself from the briefs and begins to stroke himself as Toji hands do all the work.

"Here's another one doll…"

Toji's voice is riveting as speaks behind her.

"Have to make sure you're ready…"

Toji finds himself actually not minding this situation one bit so long as she's enjoying herself.

He pulls his hand back from her as he slips in the third finger to join the others. She stretches around him as he angles them up into her, beckoning him to question...

'How the fuck are we expecting her to take both of us?'

Toji feels weird about it but he glances down at Gojo pleasuring himself and realizes that they're both actually pretty big guys.

Big enough for there to be room for error if they're not careful with her.

Elska's moans are showing consistency though as he picks up his pace and pushes his fingers in deeper. He feels another hand between her legs rubbing in circles and thinks it belongs to Gojo until he feels the nails graze him. Out of sheer inquisitiveness he peers over her left shoulder and realizes that is actually her own hand and this excites him even more.

Toji grits his teeth as he begins to feel a rush of animalism and picks up his pace and force even more, even breaking a sweat. He watching her cheeks ripple from the impact he's providing and feels like he can tell that she's holding back her pheromones.

"Just let them go, doll..."

Gojo catches this and although he knows what Toji is referring to he's shocked that he is able to tell she's at that stage without seeing Elska face.

'Is it because he's like her now?'

Satoru silences his mind, not wanting his insecurities to ruin the moment they're lost in. He releases himself to unhinge her bra, still clasping her throat. The cups fall to the floor after hanging from her left wrist after it became obvious that she wasn't initially willing to stop touching herself.

"Let me take care of these…"

Gojo gets down on his knees to strip her panties to the floor. He doesn't stand back up though but rather he hikes her left thigh over his shoulder, forcing her to lean back into Toji. Satoru glances up to her but her face is obscured from heaving breasts for the most part so he places his lips to her clitoris and starts suckling.

"Oh fuck…"

She couldn't help it, her filter was being devoured as she finds herself lost in the incredible sensations she's being given.

Elska doesn't have the best balance but Toji's kindly supporting her by her breasts and his chest now as his hands find their rhythm and seem to match up with Satoru's lips. She's not sure how much of the foreplay she can take as she teeters between letting this run its course and demanding they stop with their teasing. If she asks for it though, she knows she going to get it so she decides on a few more minutes of this at least.

She feels Satoru's tongue unleash itself and she throws her head back further against Toji as she cries out.

Gojo's smiling into her as he begins to ravish her mercilessly, knowing exactly how to respond to the jerking of her hips.

"Sati…I ahhhh…"

Elska feels the heat rise through her.

The building orgasm is breaching her sanity.

She clutches one hand to Satoru's hair while the other hand grips over Toji's right hand that's still on her breast. Her body temperature is ramping up and she's unsure of which will happen first but both her pheromones and orgasm continue to flourish tortuously within.

Toji can sense it immediately.

"That's it Doll…"

He feels the pressure in his own groin is become horribly painful.

"Just like that."

Toji thinks Gojo must be understanding what's going on because the shaman continues his manipulations of her clitoris until she's nearly screaming. When she starts to get too loud Toji covers her mouth as he feels the chemically altering shower about to rinse over him.

"Ssshhh"

Toji chuckles.

"You're going to wake up the whole hal-…."

It feels different now that he's turned though.

The room falls silent for the instant the sonic-like wave erupts from her. Elska's left panting but feels the blistering relief of two sweet releases at once. It's almost completely euphoric and she suffers from the prolonged bliss as the two men release their hold on her and she's placed down on both feet again, leaning into Toji.

She hears Satoru's frustrations as he whines but keeps her eyes closed for a few more seconds to regain her composure. Shuffling noises claw at her curiosity so she finally opens them to see what it is.

She finds a heavily breathing, feral looking Satoru sitting on the edge of the bed staring at her and Toji with a wily smile...waving them over.

When Elska shakily reaches him, Gojo gathers that she was thinking to climb on top of him but he stops her.

"My love, let's start out like this."

Satoru wraps a hand into her hair, pulling her head back gently as he also reels her in closer between his legs.

Elska picks up on what he's wanting and smiles to him, opening her mouth and never breaking eye contact while obediently placing her hands on his thighs. He reluctantly looks away though to eye Toji; wanting to give the giant an inaudible signal that it was time.

But Toji looks like he's fighting himself for control.

"Give me a sec."

Elska lowers her head down into his lap as Toji finally walks up behind her and starts rubbing himself into her. She's moaning again and Gojo can feel her breath and the vibrations against his erection. He braces himself for the night ahead…savoring in the fact that he's finally going to see her completely encompassed by more flesh than his own.

"Love…"

Satoru voice is alluring but also exuding enthusiasm.

"Are you ready for us?"

Elska nods in his lap at first but then he feels her hand wrap around his length. A stifled "Yes" exudes from her as he witnesses Toji lining himself up behind. It's easy to see that her breath held hostage in her lungs as the giant's threatening to slide in. She looks back up to Satoru wantonly before ducking her head down as he feels his tip squeeze past her lips into wet, wonderful warmth.

'My good little Elska…'