To Be Like Them

Elska takes a bite of the waffles before her; absolutely grinning with partially filled cheeks over their familiar taste.

"Thank you so much for grabbing these! It's been so long since I had some!" 

Satoru was in the process of bringing eggs to his mouth but stops when presented with her enthusiasm. 

"I know they're your favorite, love."

They share a sweet moment of acknowledgement, something Satoru feels hasn't happened in a very long time. He's doing his best to win his place among her good graces but insecurities are constantly knocking to prove their purpose. Even when Elska notions that they're good the difference in their dynamic is as noticeable as a Titer's robe soaked in blood. With his overcast eyes allowing the truth he's afraid to share, Satoru merely thinks it instead of relaying.

'I miss you so much…'

Reaching over for another syrup packet while trying to balance the plastic plate in her lap, Elska's towel slips. She's able to catch it but is discomforted by the possibility of exposure, deciding to break from eating to finally put on Toji's clothes that were laid out for her.

Naoya ends up choking on his food; he was already watching her and therefor witnessed how her nudity was nearly on display. When he sees her stand he comprehends that she's going to get dressed but somewhere inside, the Zenin wishes it was a yukata that she was donning so he could have the excuse to help her. His amber eyes follow her the entire way up until the bathroom door shutting which is when they reluctantly float back down to his meal.

Everything remains relatively quiet except for the sounds that accompany eating.

Gojo is the first to finish though. He reaches over with his crossed legs and stretches to sit the paper plate atop the coffee table next to Naoya, teetering against him.

"Gah, get off of me will you?!"

Satoru giggles but, unrepentant, allows his body to plop into the blonde. Naoya reacts with a winded huff as the air unexpectedly leaves his body.

Choso studies the interaction with the desire to understand human complexity. Gojo is still one to be weary of but Naoya's lack of defenses around the shaman is where the bafflement comes in. The being can't put his finger on it but something truly is drawing them all in to create an aggregation of very unlikely allies. The awareness of this fated gathering swims in his veins and edges him closer to the feeling of discovery but just like the fading dreams, it's all just out of reach.

Toji sips up some breakfast ramen, eyeing the door hiding his doll. It seems like Elska is taking longer than she normally would which concerns him so he stands himself up and walks toward it. Before entering, he knocks and announces that its him so when she says come in, he does. Cracking it open reveals her already in his briefs and shirt but she's sitting on the counter that is directly opposite from where you enter. He says nothing as he slowly approaches her, taking in the fact that she's obviously deep in thought.

'What did I do to Choso? He's so nervous around me now…'

Elska sighs as the terrible feeling of the unknown plagues her.

'Are those random people from my memories? What was up with that dream? WHY can't I remember anything?'

The muddled still frames have been focusing into clearer images but she's distraught by how acquainted these fanged people feel to her. There are a bunch of different faces trying to register themselves in her brain but there appears to be two distinctive blurs that emerge the most.

'A man with auburn hair maybe?'

She can only assume it's a man based off his height. A dull phantom pain ridicules the back of her neck and she instinctively rubs it as if looking up at him used to often cause her minor discomfort.

'And someone who's dark blonde or brunette with thick hair? Can't tell...notably shorter though...'

Elska inadvertently squints while trying to focus her concentration to help her mind's eye see this person a little better but it's pointless. She is unable to produce any other descriptors that would help her identify either of them further.

This is when Toji nears her and she smiles to his considerate arrival but he's able to see right through her bullshit. When he's standing in front of her, she simply leans forward and silently rests her head against his chest while he lifts his arms up and around her. She's feeling a little warm when they touch like Toji pushed her over the edge of hormonal indecision. 

'Is it because of Choso's blood? I've felt weird ever since supposedly drinking it...'

Something about the being definitely throws her off; she's actually becoming worried about it.

"Doll? Are you alright?"

When he holds her, Toji gets a whiff of the slight scent and tries to reinforce himself from the throbbing it causes below. She pulls away to look up at him but her flushed features cannot be ignored or played off by either of them. He hooks his index finger and lifts her jaw higher so he can graze her lips with his thumb. Her eyes flicker to life while his brow to furrows in salacious confusion.

He's supposed to be setting an example with her as far as these interactions go. He spends so much time telling Naoya and Gojo to leave her be, to give her space. What he can't do though is lie to himself about how much he's longed for this proprietary time; not finding himself nearly as noble as she stares into him with desire.

"Elska…"

Her eyes glow after hearing her name from him and his respond with the same hue bending light. Everything that exists around them fades meaninglessly, coercing Toji's heart to disengage it's armor while their gaze becomes pleasantly stagnant; time stopping for them. 

 "Toji…"

Elska's breathing hastens when his hand travels down from her jaw to her neck where he hesitates to explore out of respect.

'Is this the right thing to do? You said it yourself, fucker, she needs space...'

Toji grounds himself, abstaining from the overwhelming turned nature of his that antagonizes his continuation. He slightly retracts his hand and rather prepares himself to offers sympathies of sorts instead. He opens his mouth, ready to adapt his usual logic to the situation for her benefit alone but her voice recites a rare corroboration of their bond that instantly dismantles a few metaphorical straps of his restraints.

"…My beloved."

Toji's reaction is swift, scooping the back of her head and lowering his own so their lips can meet. His tongue slides into her mouth and he groans when she retorts by inviting him in. Without looking, he then wedges his hips between her thighs and pulls Elska by the rear until she's at edge of the counter where he's standing. Her quiet gasps of approval sends thoughts ricocheting through his mind; his vision only detailed to her in this nearly vanishing off-white bathroom.

She whimpers when she feels Toji's growing evidence mash against her but compulsion aims her hand between them both and begins caressing. Her beloved's intoxicating moans embed Elska with exactly how much she as missed her special turned but smiles when his increasing heart rate explains mutuality.

He lets out a whispered,

Elska fumbles with his sweatpants to obtain better access, successfully freeing him and receiving verbal confirmation that this is indeed precisely what he needs.

"D-mmmmmm..."

She watches as the giant's usually composed face morphs into that of a neglected and needing man.

"Toji…please…something's up with me…I need my you. I need my beloved…"

But instead of saying anything, Toji dips back in for a heavy and heated kiss, motioning his hips to assist her odd-angled stroking.

Elska is basically begging him to take her and even despite his better judgement, there's no where else he'd rather be. He tugs at the briefs she only just put on to pull them off, guiding her arms around his neck. Lifting her from the sink, Toji pivots and places her back against the pale, painted wall knocking one of the generic flower portraits ajar on the wall behind her. He then slowly lowers her weight onto his erected flesh, moaning to the way he stretches her.

'Doll…'

He's done his absolute best at taking the high road until this point, truly wanting her to figure out her despair first but there's absolutely no denying that this feels necessary. He looks down between them and bites his lip over how he's sinking in.

"I have fucking missed you, Elska…"

He gives her the first thrust and she whimpers pleasurably but a little too loud. He latches his lips her parted ones, soon moaning as well but angles himself with a gentler delicacy.

Elska can tell he slowed because he doesn't want to alert the others on the other side of the door.

"I'm sorry…you just…you're so big."

Toji immediately groans when the words register, causing him to trail his lips to her ear and bask in the fact that he loves their size difference as well.

"...but I missed you too, Toji…",

The giant then tenderly takes his teeth to her lobe, mesmerized by satisfaction gained from their intimacy.

"You feel so fucking good, doll. You're just like home.".

Elska knows what he means. Their connection is infallible and its potency is forced to be recognized in moments such as this. He's still carefully working his way deeper into her, growing her arousal with fresh anticipation. As he divides her against the wall though both of their expressions melt and are adored with illuminating eyes.

Toji's fangs form now that his master is adjusting to his girth. He drags his daggers across her jaw before meeting her lips where they whimper into each other while he helplessly thrusts again and digs her out more.

Upon feeling his elongated canines Elska seems swarmed with self-manufactured heat leading to her slight scent to creep into his senses. He's almost completely worked his way into her by this point though; cautiously sliding through her glistening entrance but he's abruptly snapped out of their passionate trance.

Elska notices that Toji seemed to have heard something when he puts her down and leaves her with shaking legs and more unfinished dreams.

"Toji? What is it?"

The unexpectedness of his disentanglement when her body was finally prepped leaves her puzzled so she reaches out to grab his girth up again but Toji holds out his hand to kindly stop her.

"Toji?"

Someone abruptly but firmly knocks on the bathroom door.

"Hey, Elska? Nobara wanted me to give this to you so you can go shopping…".

Elska's eyes widen when she understands that Megumi is on the other side.

Toji tucks himself back into his pants the best he can and clears his throat.

"Come in.".

Megumi opens the door but due to the stale air he can instantly discern that he interrupted something. He sees Elska and how she appears only be wearing his dad's oversized shirt and also is picking up on the fact that Toji can't look him in the eyes. Awkwardly smiling, Megumi takes a few steps closer to Elska and holds up the golden sundress with white constellations embroidered into it.

"Here, she said this was probably the only thing that would fit you."

"Thank you for bringing this to me, Megumi! It's gorgeous!!"

Elska is actually astonished by how much she loves the dress along with her atypical excitement to wear it.

'I'll have to inform Sati that I'm the lucky one!'

Nobara has a noticeably different body type than Elska, fairing more on the curvier side than the winged girl so she never even considered borrowing any clothes.

Megumi grins while observing Elska's happiness over the simplest things but when he notices an approving yet lecherous smirk on his father's face, he feels the need to address some things.

"So...what were you two doing in here?"

Megumi lingers in the bathroom hoping to get a straight answer but Toji fails to own up.

"We were talking about the fight that's coming."

Toji glances to his son but ultimately lands his eyes on Elska. He's ill-equipped to blatantly lie to his Megumi about this, releasing a stressed sigh over the sudden investigation.

Megumi stares his dad down once receiving such an improbable excuse.

"In the bathroom? Away from everyone else? Seems a little counterproductive don't you think?"

Gojo walks up behind Megumi with playful interjection.

"He was trying to hoard my love all to himself! Did the big bad wolf try to eat you Elska?"

The silver shaman then chuckles obnoxiously while throwing an arm around Megumi's neck.

Elska's voice unfortunately gives them away as she herself is also a terrible liar.

"We were just talking!" 

Satoru frowns and pulls his arm away from Megumi before inquisitively walking closer to her. His blue eyes then take to Toji, giving the turned a blank expression. 

She's unsure as to what Gojo is going to do but becomes a little more eased when he hugs her. Toji can be heard huffing as he's seems purely irritated by the additional interruption.

"It's okay love, you don't have to worry about me. Everything is just different now."

Unlatching one arm from the embrace, Satoru runs his fingers through her hair and can now smell the tiniest bit of pheromone. Gojo eagerly huffs it in but then glances back to Toji with devious intent.

"We'll figure out a way for everyone to be happy…"

He nuzzles his face and pecs the top of her head. When Elska hugs him back though Gojo's heart springs excitedly with warmth of her reciprocated endearment. Satoru now looks to Megumi.

"They were just talking."

He lies for them but becomes guarded once deducing possible reasons that would explain Megumi's strange behavior.

"Whatever."

Megumi rolls his eyes and walks back into the living room.

"I'll be back later. Nanami and I have a mission."

Toji yells out to him, being upset that seeing them together bothered Megumi so much. 

"Be safe son. Call me if you need anything!"

'What am I going to do about him?'.

He looks over to Elska who is only now being released by Gojo.

'How would she feel if she knew about Meg's feelings? And what about that unstable fuck?'

Toji's unsure and literally doesn't know how to handle the topic.

Annoyed, Naoya begins dramatically waving everyone out of the bathroom.

"ALRIGHT THAT'S ENOUGH!" 

Choso is sitting on the couch in the background smirking at the Zenin's actions and learning how jealous he gets when she's doted on by others. Naoya asserts his dominance.

"Everyone OUT!"

Toji sighs defeatedly again while glancing to Elska.

"I'm never going to get another moment alone with you again."

He's amazed to see that she giggles though and feels that despite the impending blue balls, his cousin did make it all kind of comical.

Gojo kisses her on the cheek.

"My love, if you don't get dressed then we can't go shopping! Unless..."

Satoru taps into his theatrics, bound by the endless need of drawing out reactions.

"...you plan on wearing nothing at all? I might not be able to resist..."

"Gojo, you're such a fuck boy. Shut it."

The silver shaman spiritedly whines as he's being shoved through the door frame.

"You're no fun at all Toji!"

The giant goes to follow behind as well so she could have privacy but Elska grabs him and locks their lips to signify that her desire for him wasn't fleeting.

"I meant what I said Toji…I still need you."

His next breath is less deflated but is still heavy all the same.

'Why do those asshole always have to ruin things for me?'

These and thoughts similar ones stifle Toji once he returns to the tense atmosphere that houses everyone else.

Gojo is already starting his inquisition. 

"So we're to keep our hands off of her but not you?"

Satoru folds arms across his grey shirt and impatiently taps his foot into the floor.

"Don't even bother lying big guy. I could smell the scent."

Naoya was innocently clueless until now not thinking that Toji would've been trying to pull one over on them like that. 

"WHAT?! JUST NOW?"

He scans his eyes between Toji and Gojo waiting for an answer.

Toji is beyond agitated as he only wanted to have time with her, the physical part was unexpected. With Naoya's narrowed eyes pinned on him, Toji defensively exasperates.

"That's not what I was trying to do! And I warned you about us, boy! You know how I feel about her so don't give me any shit!" 

Toji expected some form of angry outburst but calms himself when he sees the hurt plastered across Naoya's face that dooms him to feel incredibly torn between guilt and standing his ground. "I'm sorry kid but I was here first."

The giant doesn't know how else to put it.

Gojo cryptically jumps in with correction in his tone.

"If we're going to talk about who was here first then perhaps, I should go ahead and just fucking speak."

Gojo feels importance in this conversation but is also struggling to hide his laughter over their bickering.

"You two are my worst but favorite stressors. Toji, I was just fucking with you. You've had the most self-control out of all of us so I'm not actually upset that you dipped your dick in."

Gojo unfortunately reminds himself of his own fry spell, now depressing him with a frown.

"I get it...she's hard to refuse."

Toji is disconcerted by Gojo's humor as he can never fully figure the guy out. If the roles were reversed Toji would be beating the shit out of Gojo and Naoya for moving in on his territory but he takes respite in Gojo seeming alright with him and Elska being close.

'Can I trust that? I know he's probably trying to rope Naoya in too though...weird fucker.'

But the Zenin's loud gasp catches Toji's attention.

"TOJI! WHAT THE HELL?! You've got a fucking boner!"

Naoya's offended amber eyes dart back from Toji's pants to that culpable face.

"You monster!"

Naoya's now looking back to the bathroom door with a free falling heart, wondering if they did indeed have sex.

"God damn it, Toji. I told her I knew this was complicated…and that it wasn't going to deter me."

Naoya now points a finger into Toji's chest and pokes.

"I'm not going anywhere old man…I don't care who was here first."

The Zenin proceeds to turn his nose up and walk back to the couch, plopping down next to Choso.

"I can't believe you went in there and did that to my wife."

Choso chuckles innocently as he's been a bystander, watching things unfurl.

"Oh my…" 

The being smiles with confusion but suddenly remembers Elska grabbing him through his pants and chokes into cough. He's still pretty freaked out by how all that transpired and also by how it was her to begin with.

Gojo cackles as the hybrid catches his breath.

"Our karmatically feigned Choso."

With all jokes aside though Satoru dishes a warning that's mixed with a swinging aftertaste.

"Look Zenin, I'm going to pretend you didn't say that...but I think we can all fit with her."

Gojo catches the malicious glare from the giant.

"I MEAN in her life, Toji...jeez. Perv."

They both unfold their arms at the same time but Gojo continues.

"We might just be a little unorthodox…"

Toji offers a stern hmph but watches the silver shaman sit right next to Naoya.

"Zenin, if I can keep my jealousy in check...and we all know how fun that used to be for everyone... then you should be able to as well. It'll only make things harder if you don't. Just imagine how difficult it was for me at first!"

Naoya smugly acknowledges this but ceases an opportunity.

"Actually gOjO if I recall correctly you were way to into that shit. Gave me creepy eyes and everything!"

"Shhh, Naoya that's besides the point. All I'm trying to say is Toji and Elska gonna fuck...and they're gonna to enjoy it."

Naoya's eyes angrily shift so Satoru proceeds a little more delicately so he can bring this to a full circle.

"Just like you two enjoyed each other in front of me."

Gojo has been waiting for this conversation to arise with the hopes that if he can get them to just fucking relax for a minute, he can make this good for everyone. Naoya gives the impression that he's actually digesting the words which gives him nothing but encouragement.

"Hopefully my love will have me too...and maybe we can enjoy that."

To Satoru it feels like an eternity since he's truly felt his love and the irony of being her boyfriend mocks even more. Sneaking between her legs the night before has ultimately recapped exactly how direly he needs her.

Elska has been listening through the door for a few minutes now. She's impressed with how well the three of them are able to handle this discussion but also by Satoru's very open stance. She's still pretty torn on what to do but can't seem to imagine life without any of them all while hating herself for this twisted sexual conundrum that exists between them all now.

'Why is this all even happening? Why did I allow this?'

She ducks her head back and away from the door in surprise when her sweet Sati can be heard expanding or at least insinuating on a more inclusive approach.

'Sati's alright with that? Am I alright with that? Why doesn't that bother me more though? Should it? Is this all okay? Should I be bothered by me?'

Her prince's deep voice resounds next.

"I don't think she wants to be shared, Gojo."

Naoya's still pretty pissed off after hearing him casually speak of her developing sex life. To him, it almost seems like there is a complete disregard for Elska's feelings when he considers how bothered she was by the topic before. With absolute resilience, Naoya sends his sharp eyes to glance between Toji and Gojo alike.

"I know what you two did with her."

He waits for their visible shame but not for amusement; he wishes for them to reflect on their actions.

"I also know that she didn't really enjoy it either. She wouldn't give me details but she was upset as fuck when it was brought up. How could you guys do anything like that to make her cry?!"

Naoya's narrowed glare relaxes some once he sees how uncomfortable that made Toji. He knows his cousin wouldn't have been the one to knowingly hurt her but at the same time he finds it hard to understand how Toji could have gotten mixed up into that situation without being willing.

"Whatever it was that happened, just know it really bothered her. I do not condone that kind of interaction so listening to you ramble on like it's no big deal kind of pisses me off."

Naoya crosses his arms and waits for some kind of explanation.

"That…that was my fault."

Gojo tone saunters off away from them but turns around as if to symbolize his understanding of this becoming serious.

"I lost control."

The silver shaman adverts his eyes away from Naoya genuinely feeling awful after hearing of Elska's negative review. He never intended on causing her pain or making her uncomfortable he just lushes for her in ways that cannot be properly explained.

"If I ever got another chance, I would do everything completely different…like deal with my jealousy."

Gojo glances over to Toji as he knows this has never been discussed between them.

"I wasn't thinking about her when I was…like that. I overestimated myself, thought I was ready and secure enough for all of that but I just…ughhhh...I have issues you guys!"

Mortified by what that could mean, Naoya yolks up Gojo by the collar.

"What did you fucking do to her?!"

The Satoru's murky blue eyes meet his own but express remorse. Naoya for a second feels this display mirrors the way Gojo was that time he was sealed; how broken he appeared. Nonetheless, Naoya tightens his grip and inches closer to his face.

"What did you do to her Gojo?".

He can only imagine how far Satoru took it and fears the answer he'll receive but also wants to understand what he's dealing with here.

Toji moves to break them up but Naoya releases Gojo and shoves him away towards the arm of the couch.

"Details are not important Naoya, trust me on this one." 

Toji hears quiet scratching on the door and thinks Elska has probably been eavesdropping since the dress didn't look that complicated and it has been a while. Toji knows for a fact that Naoya won't take the unblemished truth well and he doesn't want Elska to feel awkward when entering the conversation so he tries to change the subject. Before he can though, the bathroom door opens and she steps out.

"Doll…you look great."

Toji glosses his eyes over the yellow dress and how the soft-looking material rests along her little curves. 

She smiles to Toji and says thank you before addressing the elephant in the room. She's nervous about what she's about to say but really doesn't know of any other way to deal with it considering this is all still very new. Hearing Satoru's statement about his regrets from the night that allowed her some solace about their current situation too. She hasn't been with him since and it was partially out of fearing a repeat so him seeing his faults is reassuring.

"Baby! Ummm we were just talking about shopping!"

Naoya would have given them away had she not already known. He's desperately obvious.

"Guys…I kind of have something to say about all of that as well."

She's all serious until her eyes apologetically meet Choso's, feeling bad for him having to experience their dysfunctional drama on top of assault.

"Sati, yes…you did hurt me. It was like you didn't even care at the time too. You were more concerned about punishing me for something you did. I haven't wanted to be with you because of that but I'm happy to hear that you understand where you messed up. That's a big step for you!"

Gojo's eyes water so she walks over to him and holds his head against her chest while he sits on the couch.

"Sati, I love you. A lot has happened though and I don't know how to give our old life back…I don't think it's possible anymore."

Gojo sulks but wraps his arms around her waist and takes a deep breath.

"I love you too…and I know…it's not possible to go back."

Being pleased with how receptive he's being, Elska pulls away from him to see his eyes.

"I don't know even what to do with all of this though, Sati. It sounds so bad but I don't know where I truly stand anymore. It's not that I love you less...it's just hard to explain."

Satoru seems as though he's still compliant and not hating her words which makes her feel less anxious while giving this little speech. Elska now looks to Naoya.

"I'm falling for you every day and the love I experience from you is so different that I can't even compare it me and Sati. You're such a prince that I hardly believe you exist at times..."

Naoya's confused eyes shift to knowing and his demeanor seems to ease.

"I love Toji too...which is why this is increasingly insane."

She turns her head towards her beloved as the surprise runs down his expression.

"He's suffering a lot by trying to do what's best for me. I can't imagine how lost I'd be without him. I I care for him so deeply that it hurts."

'She's never said that to me before…'

Toji's lost in that fact as he remembers almost dropping the "L bomb" on her right before she left through Choso's portal for the first time. He feels himself smile and guesses that his eyes started to glow because hers are too now.

'She really understands.'

He's happy to know that.

Elska sighs while brushing Satoru's hair with her fingers.

"With all that being said…I really don't know how to move forward. I've not a plan for something like this…like us."

She looks back to Choso who is still avoiding direct contact of any form; it seems only when she addresses him will he meet her gaze. She wishes she could take back that of what she did to cause him to be so uneasy.

"Love, why don't we just see how it all flows?"

Satoru muffles the words out while in her embrace with the aim of taking some of the pressure off of her.

"If a…situation occurs between us, I will be the sweet Sati you need. It will be all about you…"

He smiles into her chest and manically washes himself with her returning affection.

"My love."

"Gojo…you fucking pervert."

Toji huffs as he knows exactly what Satoru is hinting towards here, regardless of that fake, saccharine tone. He narrowly eyes the sly silver fox, waiting for him to surface his face but Gojo doesn't budge from her breasts.

"Sati...I...I'm not saying yes and I'm not saying no…I literally don't know what to do!".

Elska can't feel any worse about herself as they vaguely address how to go about this wild arrangement.

"I can't just accept that I'll have three different partners…that's…not right or fair...right?"

"Baby…"

Naoya waits for her to look at him.

"Are we talking about what I think we're talking about?"

Naoya is still gleaming from the confirmation that she's falling for him. He, of course, still does not like the idea of her being with anyone else but he also knew this was an issue from the very beginning.

'You love her...be strong.'

He's already decided that he'll do what he has to even if that means putting his pride aside for the unique bride he's been promised. His eyes widen as he further contemplates what her mousey hint of willingness could mean and it tears him in a few different directions.

"This is too much you guys…I-I don't think I'm supposed to be apart of this..."

Choso voices his concern as he yet hides his excitement from what he's hearing.

'I didn't even know you could do it with more than two people!'

The being shifts around the cushion unsure on if he's following them right but he's also afraid to ask for clarification. He can't even look at anyone out of sheer embarrassment because of how untamed his imagination is acting.

Elska shyly views Naoya. 

"Yes…I guess we are. I just don't know when I'll be ready for something like that."

Elska blushes at the brief but interesting idea of all three of them coming at her at once.

"This is all crazy!"

She looks at all three of the men involved but lands her eyes on Toji. He seems to be thinking while absently staring in her and Satoru's direction.

Naoya is struggling with the idea of sharing her attention let alone her body. 

"I'm not sure I'll like it princess but if it's something you're going to do, I guess I can try it once…"

He would have preferred her to shut the idea down but knew this was a possibility being as how Gojo and Toji have left their mark on her by now.

"If one of them does something fucked up though, I'm fighting. Let me just put that out there."

He glares at Gojo primarily.

'What if I can't tolerate this?'.

Toji has had enough.

"We're not all three taking her at once. Doll, don't put these ideas into their heads."

The very idea of her being overrun by them angers Toji beyond belief.

'There's no fucking way that ends well…'

He finds no need to spread her so thin or to introduce this kind of relationship between the four of them; it all seems grotesque and unnecessarily insane to him. Toji glances over at Choso who is completely red faced by this point.

"And look what you're doing to Choso, he's losing his shit over here."

"Oh no, don't mind me…this has just been an interesting day…"

Choso nervously laughs as he really is losing his shit by the topic of conversation. He's only just found out what it feels like to be touched and now this?

'Focus on Getou, don't lower your guard…'

Gojo pulls his head away from Elska's chest so he can over compensate for his disappointment in Toji's refusal. 

"WOAH Toji, who said anything about all of us at the same time?

He then lies.

"That's a big step up from what I was referring to. Who's the pervert now? Hm?"

Gojo's happy that she's being open-minded at least. He feels he could definitely be good and wait now and put more work into Toji since the giant lingers towards the end of difficult.

'My Elska.'

Naoya grabs Elska's wrist from around Gojo and holds her palm open against his cheek. She swiftly turns towards him thinking he was upset but she seems confused as he grins deviously. Naoya tucks his face to where his lips can meet her wrist and without saying a word, eyes her in a way that leaves her speechless as he caresses her skin with deep, lingering kisses. A smile forms against her hand as she responds with interest.

"All of this talk princess…"

He now nips her wrist and watches her writhe in front of Gojo. Naoya has learned by trial that she loves it when he brings his teeth to her but the desire to grant her the kind of pleasure that Toji is capable of is what he truly strives for. He wants to be like them too; wants to be able to understand her every cell, decision and thought.

'I should tell her…'.

Gojo is surprised but can feel Naoya's immediate intensity and with a raised eyebrow, takes in Elska's reaction. The Zenin man can seduce her effortlessly much like how he used to be able to himself. Gojo without thinking begins to kiss along the open cleavage portion of her dress, melting when she quietly whimpers. Her fingers in his hair now grasp the silver locks as his hands slide down to her waist. Satoru grips her hard, wanting her to know that he would please her right then and there if she wanted; he doesn't care who is around to see it. He pulls her waist closer to him after listening to Naoya groan and wants to bring her on his lap while Zenin still has some of her attention too, liking how neither of them are stopping this and balance well. Suddenly though after resuming his mouthy expedition he hears Naoya yelp and then receives a slap, although its painless.

"WHY?!"

Gojo tries to face the owner of the hand with an annoyed glare.

Toji stands behind the couch with an evil, impatient expression.

"MAYBE I SHOULD HIT YOU TWO HARDER."

Toji then grabs them both by the ear and lifts them until they raise their hands up, freeing Elska.

"You dumbasses! WHAT made you think this was the right time?"

He raises his arms higher, garnering painful cries from Naoya.

Elska is half glad he stopped them but it doesn't matter as she can't refrain from laughing as he forces Naoya and Satoru to submit by merely pinching them.

"Toji! Put them down!"

That was certainly getting hot, fast though. She grazes over the three men and heavily considers that she maybe she could like this.

"He's right though this isn't the time you two."

She giggles out as she shamefully admits to herself how good Naoya and Gojo's attention felt.

"Doll, we have to get you clothes right now. I will help you take them off later."

Toji winks to Elska with a confident smirk and she smiles with acceptance.

Naoya isn't about to let his cousin get away with that remark.

"Hell to the no!"

But Toji never breaks his eye contact with Elska. Her eyes glow as she seems to think about it and he's restructured with the idea that he'll be able to carve out some time for them in the evening.

Gojo goes to stand, discovering an issue.

"Well sure, now that we all have boners let's just head on out into public. Can't see that going wrong."

The sarcasm in his voice was noticed by everyone else, he's sure but believe it or not, he's far from being disappointed like his humor would suggest.

'That was so fucking hot. I KNEW I liked Zenin.'

Naoya's eyes happen to wander down at his friends ever growing pants. His voice breaks in pitch as he squeaks from the proof that Choso was enjoying them too much.

"CHO! What the fuck!?" 

Gojo laughs at the incredibly weird situation. 

"Well, you did start that shit right next to him Naoya, what's he supposed to do? Sorry Choso, but I feel like I need a disclaimer right now...none of this includes you."

Satoru chuckles to his own words before looking at Elska; he feels so much better after her love was made evident.

'Even after everything…'

His smile widens immensely while his eyes take to her and he adjusts his pants.

"My love?"

The pep in Satoru's step is visible and it makes her so happy to see him being in good mood.

'His eyes are so much brighter!'

She smiles.

"Yes Sati?"

"I still say that you could just walk around naked you know! I wouldn't mind!"

Gojo's only trying to be funny but is right to expect another smack from Toji, which he was able to block thanks to his anticipation.

"It's a joke! I'm ready to leave when you guys are."

Darting his eyes to Naoya, Gojo comes up with a brilliant plan.

"Zenin, you and I should have some bonding time."

Naoya seems to disagree but Gojo's already decided.

"It'd be better for us to split up while out anyways in case we're being watched. We don't know if or when the Titers will attack. Let's stay within 3 stores of each other. That way if they're dumb enough to think she's under guarded we can easily change that. Giving the enemy a false sense of security is a great weapon.".

Gojo wickedly grins.

"It claws at their hope and morale too once abused efficiently. Trust me."

Naoya takes a jab at Toji.

"Yeah you can just do your Big Bird screech and we'll know something's going down."

'Well, so much for working on my jealousy…'

Satoru nods.

"More or less…that could work as the signal. Choso can come with us too. Worst case scenario he can use a portal too."

Gojo is eager to introduce the being to the wonderful world of lace.

"We'll pick you out some nice stuff, love, I promise! I also know all of your measurements by heart so you don't need to worry about that."

Naoya's suspicious eyes land on him but he seems to mildly understand the realm of apparel said measurements could lead them to. Naoya's creased features are now grinning mischievously.

Choso nods and stands, straightening his pants and shirt. He feels the dampness on him from when he was foaming at the mouth and looks to Toji with big desperate eyes.

"Toji? Can I borrow a shirt too?"

The beings hates to ask and cause inconvenience but he also really doesn't have many options as his entire wardrobe was left behind at the old base.

Toji sighs as he knows he's probably running low in the shirt department but is able to provide the hybrid with a solution. He disappears into the bathroom for a moment but is soon return with a wadded black shirt.

"Here bud. She only wore this for a minute. The rest are either dirty or have been shredded by this point."

Choso nods so Toji tosses the shirt to him. Choso catches it with both hands and gives his thanks.

The being goes to switch tops and hears Gojo comment on his physique which makes him feel uncomfortable so he hurriedly puts the new one on. Once its on his body he can smell this unusual scent that barely clings to the fabric. He can't put a name on what it smells like but whatever it is, he likes it a lot. Choso's actually more comfortable in this shirt than Itadori's that he was previously wearing.

"This is very nice, thank you!"

He smiles as he almost finally feels completely better, not burdened with being sick.

Satoru stretches while scrutinizing Naoya's sweatpants.

"Well, you can't go to the mall looking like that. Every Zenin would show up from you fashion shaming their name."

Toji interjects.

"Yea give me back my shit you shit!"

Gojo warps out of the room but returns in a few seconds with a thrown together outfit for them both.

"These might fit."

He hands a pair to Naoya before dropping his own pajamas to his ankles in order to don the pants. Naoya takes his clothes into the bathroom but doesn't take long to change. Satoru switches shirts, pulling it overhead while snickering to Toji's remark.

"Just had to show us your cock again, didn't you?"

"Naoya, those look good on you!"

Elska exclaims this truthfully as she's never seen her prince is something as form fitting as shaman wear before. The broadness of his chest and muscles are accentuated by the white Tee while his toned lower half fills in the pants. It's almost like contemporary clothes were made for him.

"You should find yourself some stuff too today! It's very becoming!"

She can tell that he enjoyed the compliment but she studies him, adoring the birth of his grin.

'He always tries to seem so arrogant, but he's really the exact opposite'.

She can't help but forget how the blonde man before her used to be her enemy…or rather, a man she didn't understand. When he smiles at her, her vision takes to his teeth and she's reminded of how he teased her minutes ago. Her entire body shudders as the fantasy of his fangs rot her mind.

Toji has gathered that everyone seems right enough now.

"Alright losers…and lady…let's go."

He displays his arms toward the door as everyone starts to move towards it. Elska waits to walk out with him though, smirking to his frustration with the broken latch but he then turns to her, snickering under his breath.

"Do you think we could really all live together?"

"That's right! Sati did say he found us a place…"

Elska thinks back to the early morning and remembers how quickly Naoya shut Gojo down. She can hear the Zenin so clearly.

"I have an entire estate! What makes you think we need your housing or money you grey gonad!"

She laughs at the memory but thinks out loud.

"I wonder where he was talking about?"

She looks ahead as Satoru turns around a few feet down the hall and calls for them to hurry up.

Toji grumbles.

"Long-limbed fuck."

Elska laughs.

"Daddy long legs."

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"Were you listening Suguru?"

Genghis is worried about his pupil's resolve after catching him spacing out while sharing such important information.

"The deal Elska's ancestor made with an intelligent myth-based curse gave the Oda clan the abilities they have today."

"Yes, I was…I get it. I simply grow tired of talking about this."

Getou now looks back to Genghis with full attention, pushing his sorrow over Choso to the back of his mind.

"So how are we doing things? How does this become relevant right now?"

He's not concerned with being the ring leader at this point in time; he simply just wants to stay busy.

"I can have my history lesson after we out our plan."

"We need somebody to simply touch Fushiguro with this box."

Genghis holds it up.

"Once the contact is made, our energy will surge into him and gradually begin to toxify his own. Think of it as a virulent infection. It's my understanding that this Toji has very keen senses though that should not be underappreciated. Whoever does this must be familiar with stealth and courage."

Kokoro is desperate to prove his worthiness as the faux head of the clan.

 "Give me the damn box, I will get this done. No one knows my face, not even Satoru Gojo. Sending a lower-level Titer may be asking for trouble as Fushiguro will likely intimidate them."

He's no fool and doesn't believe anyone much weaker than himself would be diluted enough to risk pissing off the Shaman Slayer.

"And what do we do if you fail Mugoi? How do we explain your absence if you're not as good as you think you are?"

Genghis isn't against letting Kokoro try and redeem himself as he's actually seen a very good outcome from this whole thing.

"Fail? I'm not the boy, how do you think I got where I am today?"

Kokoro is offended by the tone that was used, along with the words. "

I do not fail but why don't you take my place if I do, Genghis?"

Kokoro egotistically chuckles to though.

"That will not happen however…this isn't exactly a difficult task. I've the ability to execute this effortlessly."

Narcissism aside, Mugoi is honest terrified to embark on this mission but refuses to allow his weakness to peer through his veil.

'I'll be care though, I just have to touch him. I of all people can handle this.'

"Do not underestimate him Mugoi, it would be in your best interest to treat Fushiguro with lethal regard."

Genghis is all but glad at the risk Kokoro is taking.

"I've seen this outcome to be extremely beneficial to Suguru but we must remember this can easily change. With Elska Oda involved, it's likely to."

Genghis postures himself in a more formal position, teetering with emotions he must bundle away.

"Only try when he's isolated. I wouldn't risk having anyone else around."

Getou still doesn't like the idea of corrupting Toji but also feels that with his help, this can all be ended sooner than later.

"How long do we wait after this sequence of events have been initiated?"

Suguru's morose eyes view the floor as he listens for a response, wondering what the coming days will bring.

'Are we finally going to make it all happen?'

The one true thing he can smile about even with the weight of all of his sadness is the fact the Gojo will soon be gone.

"Days, maybe a couple of weeks…we don't know exactly. This type of assault hasn't been used by our clan in centuries, Little One. The documentation on this is scarce to none as well."

Temujin throws his hands up.

"But! I know it will work. It's probably best that we didn't have anything to compare expectations with being as his DNA composition is different from a human's now."

Genghis now tilts his head and begins to ask into the air.

"Suguru...have you ever wondered what it would be like? You know, to be like them?"

There's a light knock on the door to which a young Titer named Sain meekly pokes his head in and waves for Kokoro. Once the vile Titer exits the room Genghis lowers his voice.

"When we get the girl back, you're going to have to be better to her. I will not allow you to assault her while under my care. Also, I don't know if this will affect Fushiguro's feelings at all so when you take her as your own, you need to be prepared for that resistance. There's no getting around it. They are bonded so he will always fight for her."

Exhausted by the use of her name, Getou angrily huffs and lashes out.

"Can we not bring her up for FIVE fucking minutes?!"

He kicks out his legs, feel fortunate to be able to at least make them move again.

"Don't worry Master Genghis, I won't fucking hurt her. I won't fuck with her at all actually. I don't want to"

He's annoyed with how much pressure he feels whenever Elska's brought up.

"Skinny bitch…"

Genghis finds this to be troublesome.

"Suguru…"

Temujin raises to his feet before Getou and folds his arms.

"…you are not a child anymore but I will not hesitate to discipline you as one if you do not control your temper."

He sees the discontent in Suguru's eyes but proceeds.

"Love is scary but that doesn't mean you should be afraid of it.".

"HA!"

Getou can't even help himself, almost flabbergasted by the accusation.

"LOVE?! YOU THINK I COULD EVER LOVE THAT?!

"Well, you won't know until you try now, will you?"

Genghis smiles while brushing off the cold response.

"Having a true partner by your side can be the best feeling there is Little One. A man would have realized that by now."

Genghis hits him hard; he needs Suguru to desire her.

Getou reaches a new level of irritation as the conversation forces him to imagine scenarios where him and Elska maybe weren't fighting to the death. Behind his eyes, images of them smiling together flood themselves through his consciousness but he grunts.

'That'll never happen.'

He shifts he weight on the wooden table, less aggressive than before.

"She wouldn't have me even if I did want her.".

"It's just something to think about but do know that she can still be controlled and not be a prisoner. It would be a more fortunate situation for all."

Genghis decides that he'll keep planting this seed.

"She's kind of cute too, albeit…yes, skinny."

He chuckles as he tries to infect Suguru with laughter and feels relieved when he actually grins.

"Try to search for the gentleness in your soul. I do of course, want you to be a strong ruler but I think she could help you develop in many of the areas you are lacking…"

Getou shifts curious eyes to him and grant Temujin the first straw to grasp.

"There's just some things that I cannot teach you outside of the platonic realm. She could though all while you teach her, her place."

He watches Suguru maul over the advice.

"Plus, if she trusts and loves you then that makes our clan's jobs a lot easier."

Kokoro is now coming back through the door with purpose.

"Alright, they're on the move.".

Genghis orients his position to face the anxious Titer.

"Do we know who, where and how many?"

"It would seem Gojo, the hybrid, Fushiguro, Zenin and Oda are heading to a mall. How odd when they know we could be attacking at any time."

He laughs under his breath in amazement at their carelessness.

"You just have to touch Fushiguro with this, that's it, got it?"

Genghis lazily reinstates it, coming off as uninterested in the exchange.

"Can you lower your presence to be more discreet?"

Kokoro now snatches the tiny box into his hands and holds it with pride. 

"Of course, I can and yes, I got it. I'll head to the location with some scouts after we redress."

He turns to Getou and Genghis before stalking out the room.

"I'm going to show you assholes how its done! Just sit back and watch."