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cursingtoji · 1 year

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— 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧; 𝐹𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑜 & 𝐺𝑒𝑡𝑜; 𝑌𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑧𝑎!𝐴𝑈

part of the Don’t Mess with the Yakuza series, a collab with @thekillingtimethekillingmoon 🖤

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Description: As a professional hitman of the Gojo clan, Geto was assigned the task of dealing with a whistleblower, but he’s nowhere to be found, only his beautiful little wife is at home. To lure the target he will need to work with his business colleague and former Zenin which already has a filthy plan using the wife as bait.

Warnings: fem!reader, stalking, dub-con(ish), sub!reader x dom!geto x dom!toji, manipulation, a gun, explicit photos, oral (f -> m), pussy slaps, dacryphilia, reader is pretty much manhandled a bunch of times, cheating, mentions of domestic violence (mahito is an abusive husband). 6k words.

To better understand the character’s roles check this headcanon.

Extra: Geto Visuals — Toji Visuals

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Geto has been watching the blue house for three days now, he still doesn’t get how his target hasn't left even for a second. Even when other men were watching the place. Nothing was reported back to him.

The only one that comes out is his target’s wife, always with a pair of sunglasses on. Stretching on the sidewalk before going on her morning jog. A sight for Suguru’s sore eyes. She waters the plants at noon and buys some house supplies in the afternoon.

Gojo had ordered his best hitman to take care of the casino owner, Mahito, who used to be an associate of his, but now is about to testify against one of his men next week, the manager of a small front company of his. It was a small case too, Gojo could afford to throw someone in front of the bus and lose a company, easily moving money someplace else before the federals could track it back to him.

Geto just had to get to his target, maybe threaten him to give up testifying at the trial, or something more appealing if the target knew more than what Gojo suspected.

Yet, now, three days and no sight of said man, the hitman starts to get suspicious. Mahito hadn’t even shown up at the casino he owned to work for three days, according to the other men Gojo had put under Suguru’s orders, and he definitely wasn’t traveling for business or pleasure.

Some theories start to form in his head as he scribbles his notebook.

Injured? — someone may have gotten to him first (check if he’s associated with any other families).

Ran away to not witness? — the wife is still here.

No. Scratch that. His car is not in the garage, but according to Suguru’s research, it hasn't left the state either.

Witness protection program??

He circled the question twice.

Still. Why is his wife so calm? Was it possible the man had left her behind and joined a witness protection program? The police wouldn't force him to bring her along, he could easily say she was going to stay with some family member in another city or something like that. Why, though?

Here she is again, leaving her house at sunset whistling a melody, with a tote bag under her arm.

If the witness protection theory is true, then the police have a case bigger than just that one front company. Something that can put Gojo in some serious trouble. Geto can’t let this happen.

There's only one way to figure this out.

The hitman watches as the woman heads to the superstore nearby. Perfect.

He starts the car following behind her from a safe distance and ends up parking his car in a spot close by the entrance. Eyes on her until she passes through the automatic doors.

He steps out of his car, thinking about his options there.

Wait for her to leave, force her into the car and take her somewhere for interrogation.

It’s the middle of the day though? Someone will easily notice and call the police.

Break into the house and check around for clues?

Neighbors will see, besides the house has an alarm system.

The best option now is to try to approach her, the new target.

It doesn’t take long for Geto to spot her once he enters the store as well, she has a trolling cart and a rather long list in hand as she checks the shelves looking for a bottle of wine, Suguru keeps an eye on her from a distance while she gathers the stuff in her list. There’s no way that tiny tote bag will fit all the stuff she already has in her cart.

A brilliant idea pops in Geto’s mind.

Leaving his target, he goes to the clothing area of the store, taking a red polo and a zip-up hoodie. The shirt is the same color as the store staff, with the exception of the logo. He enters a fitting room removing his black shirt and dressing the one he picked with the hoodie on top to cover his heavily tattooed arms and the place where the logo would be but also leaving the zipper open enough to show the shirt’s color, removing the labels and discarding his black shirt as he leaves.

As part of his plan he stops at the wine aisle picking that same wine his target had picked some minutes before.

Once Geto finds her again he waits until she heads to the cashier to do the same.

“Is that all, sir?” the cashier asks once he placed that one item in front of him.

“Yes, cash” he gives the bill to the cashier leaving with his bottle on a plastic bag casually looking back to check his target that is still removing the items from her cart.

That will give him some time to call his boss.

Geto goes outside, pretending to be interested in the plants to disguise himself until the target leaves the store.

“I’m in the middle of something here, Suguru, this better be important” Gojo says answering his phone.

“I’ll be quick, is there any chance of Mahito knowing more than just that one company?” he asks in a low tone.

Gojo gets quiet, Geto hears an ‘excuse me’ and a door closing.

“There’s a chance, yes, I had a couple of meetings in a private room of his casino, a few with the Zenins. Mahito always found some excuse to enter mid-game. I thought he just wanted to check how much money we were spending there, but he could be eavesdropping.”

“The Zenin, huh?” Geto hums.

“Do I need to know what's going on?”

“Not yet, I’ll be approaching the target’s wife in a few.”

“Wife?” Gojo laughed.

“What’s so funny?”

“Didn’t know he was married, the fucker literally told us about all the croupiers he fucked” Geto spots his target leaving the store, struggling with her bags like he expected.

“She’s here, gotta go” he hangs up, waiting till his target walks off a little more to approach.

“Excuse me, miss” he calls. The woman with sunglasses on turns her head slightly, finding a tall man with his hair tied in a bun running towards her, “You forgot one bag” he raises his hand with a potty wine inside a bag.

She recognizes the wine she picked, Geto can see she also spotted his blue shirt, as he expected.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I completely forgot I didn't have the car today and got more stuff than I could carry” she smiles at him. No wonder why, the handsome stranger was incredibly charming, he had to be, as part of the job.

“Well I just clocked out, my coworker was the one that asked me to hand you this on my way out, do you live nearby? I can help you carry some bags.”

“Ah yes, that would be great, I’m just a few blocks away from here” she smiles as the brunette bends to pick some bags out of her hand.

The woman leads the way.

“Pardon, ma’am, you said you didn’t have your car today? Is there something wrong with it? ‘Cause I have a mechanic cousin to recommend” Geto lies with the sole intent to throw a bait. He knows the car hasn't been in her garage for a few days.

“Hm… no, actually my husband took it for a business trip. I used to have my own car, but he sold it, apparently its too expensive to maintain two cars” she looks down.

Something doesn’t smell right there. A casino owner claiming he can’t maintain his wife’s car? A business trip? No, Gojo has people inside the Cassino, and they haven’t said anything about a business related trip.

“And please don’t call me ma’am, makes me feel old” she says her name, brushing off the topic of her husband. Geto notices that up close she really looks younger than the expected for a suburban wife.

They walk by each other in silence while Geto thinks how he can get more information without her getting suspicious.

Before he can even realize they are already in front of her house.

“Come in, i’ll get you something to drink” she opens the door and Geto walks with her to the kitchen, “I didn’t get your name by the way.” she turns after placing the bags on top of the counter.

“Ah Suguru, it’s been a while” a strange voice echoes from the living room.

Both the woman’s and Geto’s head turn to find the intruder, looking at a wedding picture frame she kept well displayed.

The man is big, he wears a white dress shirt, tight on his arms and chest. He takes his eyes off the frame, piercing green eyes finding the woman in the pictures standing right there, a scared look on her face. Geto on the other hand seems surprised and a little bit angered.

“Fushiguro.”

Confusion is noticeable on your face.

What the hell are these two strangers? Who is that man in your living room and how did he get there?

“Why you so formal?” he tsks “Just call me Toji already.”

Something screams danger as your hand gets in the tote bag to look for your phone and call the police.

“What are you doing here?” Suguru asks, from where he stands he notices your hand wiggling inside the bag on the counter, he sighs realizing all his disguise is ruined. What a shame, it was going so well.

In one stride he’s behind you, pulling your hand off the bag and holding it behind your back

“Be a good girl while your guests are talking, will you?”

Your heart races at the sudden personality change of the man that was walking you with groceries.

“Sorry to ruin your role play here” Toji approaches, not seeming sorry at all, “But three days watching? Come on, that’s too much even for you.”

“Answer me” Geto demands, easily holding his target with one hand as you try to get rid of his grip.

“I’m here for the same reason as you” Toji takes a folded paper out of his back pocket, a photograph of your husband, “But apparently he was taken to a safe house so I have to improvise, isn’t that right, darling?” a rough hand comes up to hold your chin and makes you look straight at him.

“Safe house?” you ask. What the fuck is that?

“Shit” the man behind you curses.

“Oh you didn’t know? I’m impressed. Satoru gives you so many resources.”

“How did you know?”

“I have my own resources too.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” you try to shake your head out of the man’s grip, your arm still being held behind your back.

You watch Toji’s eyebrow furrow once he takes in a certain yellow tone behind your sunglasses.

“Let’s take these off, you don’t need those inside.”

You try to back away from him but only find Suguru’s body behind you, holding you still.

Your sunglasses are removed and even trying to hide your bruise from his sharp gaze he still sees it, his face too close to yours.

“I see, it seems like you married a true piece of shit sweetheart, what was it? His money?” you manage to wiggle an arm out to slap the man’s face, but your hand is caught mid-air, “Ops, touched a sore spot” you truly feel like doing more than just slapping his presumptuous face.

You are turned and the grip on your arm is released before you can attempt another violent act.

Suguru bends down slightly to check the yellow and purple bruise under your eye, now it was almost healing. You swallow dryly when his nose almost touches yours. What the hell is with these people and personal space? Something looks like it clicked in Suguru’s mind after seeing your bruise.

You can’t help but notice how handsome he is from this close.

“To summarize,” Toji says, contouring the counter to be in front of you and behind Suguru. Side by side you notice how the one with a bun is slightly taller while the one with the scar is more built. Both are dangerously attractive, “Your husband has been cooperating with the federal police, he was going to testify in an upcoming trial but now the feds are building a bigger case, that’s why he has to be kept in a safe house so that bad men like us don’t kill him and destroy the only witness they have. That’s where you enter, darling. Why are you here?”

The engines start to work in your head.

Bad men like us.

Kill him.

That’s where you enter.

Your heart races at the realization these men will kill you.

“I don’t k-know anything, I swear” your body shakes and your eyes start to water. I don’t wanna die, especially not because of something that the son of a bitch did.

“Shh, just tell us what we need to know” Toji takes something from his waistband, your eyes widen when you notice the gun he places on the counter beside him. A silent threat.

“Actually Toji-san, I think she’s telling the truth” Geto proceeds to tell him the story you told him about your husband being on a business trip taking the only car you had, selling the other one a couple weeks before the said trip, “The bastard knew he couldn’t take his beaten up wife with him to a house guarded by cops, a domestic-violence accusation mid case could have ruined his testimony.”

“Hell, leaving her behind sounds like advice from the cops themselves” Toji snorts.

“What are you going to do with me?” you ask in a low weak voice.

The men in front of you almost smile, how a cute little thing like you married a piece of shit like Mahito?

“You know darling, I kinda came here to use you as bait for your husband to leave the safe house and rescue his pretty little wife. But now” his rough hand comes to your face, thumb rubbing your bruised cheekbone lightly. One tear drops from your eye, sliding down your face to your parted lips. Toji realizes he likes to see you crying “But now I don’t think he’s that much of a good husband.”

A bait?

“No, he’s a terrible one” Geto murmurs, “In fact I don’t think his plan was just leaving his wife behind so he wouldn’t face domestic violence charges” he exchanges a look with Toji that makes you very confused, but he seemed to have understood.

“Motherfucker thought he could play us like puppets.”

“You haven’t signed a prenup, have you, doll?” Geto asks and you shake your head in denial.

They exchange that look again, like all made sense in their heads.

“I don’t get it, what is going on?” you manage to ask even though your head is dizzy with all that new information.

“Your husband figured we would come for him, what would happen if only his wife was home?” Geto says.

“The bad guys would have murdered her to send a message” Toji completes.

“That way he wouldn’t need to lose half of his casino in a divorce, free to marry one of his work pussy.”

“What? No” you bring your hands to your head trying to process all that, “Mahito would never hurt me.”

“Is that so? Then I assume you just ran into a wall there” Toji taps his index on his own cheekbone.

“We argued, it was an accident” you cover your cheekbone, the painful reminder of your confrontation.

“Argued huh?” Geto approaches, removing your hand, “Let me guess, his clothes had a sweet perfume?”

“A lipstick stain on his neck?” Toji says suddenly on your other side.

“I-I saw a text message” you confess.

“Oh that’s worse” Geto coos in a faux sympathetic voice.

“Terrible” Toji goes along, “I bet you would do anything to get back at him.”

“Anything…” you wonder doubtfully.

“Well, we could test Toji’s theory and see what happens when he finds your dead body” Geto runs a finger on your neck giving you goosebumps from both his touch and words.

“No! Anything but that” you exclaimed.

“I have another idea, you need to cooperate though, sweetheart” Toji puts a strand of your hair behind your ear. You nod slowly in agreement, body tingling with the unknown.

The influence those strangers have over you is uncanny, you can’t put a finger on it, maybe it’s how they call Mahito by names, names you called him in your head too. Maybe it is how they seem to treat you so carefully, even though they talked about the option of actually killing you, right in your face, but still gently touching you.

In a blink you realize you’re in your bedroom, sitting at the bed and processing the flow of information while the taller assassin goes through your underwear drawer.

“What are you doing?” you rise from the bed only to be pulled back by a big hand on your shoulder.

“You agreed to do anything to get back at him” Toji reminds sitting right behind you. You agreed?

“But why is he—“ your thoughts are interrupted by a lingerie set being thrown on your lap.

“You still are the bait, love” Toji whispers in your ear.

“If we can’t bring your husband back using the love in his heart, we will do it using his dick.”

You look down at the set, something you haven’t worn in a long time, why would you? Mahito hasn't shown any interest in you in months.

“I don’t think it’s going to work” you shake your head.

“Don’t underestimate how horny a man in a safe house can get” Suguru kneels down before you, removing your shoes slowly as he rubs your ankles moving up.

“I—“ you open your mouth to protest at the forgotten feeling of having a man’s hands on you.

“We’ll make this pleasant for all of us, how about that?” Toji finds the hem of your dress, bringing it up over your head.

“Just be good, okay?” Suguru hooks his fingers on your underwear as Toji holds your waist so the other man can slide it down your smooth legs.

You have no time to feel exposed as Suguru removes his hoodie and shirt in one go, his bun getting undone in the process leaving possibly the most handsome man you’ve seen half naked in your bedroom.

His torso and arms are like an illustration book of japanese art, you catch a glimpse of some figures before he’s pushing your legs apart and getting in between them.

“Say, Toji-san, why would a man leave such a beautiful woman in his house to look for crumbles of pussy somewhere else?” Suguru kisses up your thighs.

“I have no idea what goes inside a crazy man’s head” the assassin behind you run his hands up your arms, stopping to pull your bra strap and release it on your skin, causing you to hiss.

Suguru raises one of your legs and sinks his face in your core, his hot breath hits your sensitive folds, it alone makes you moan.

Suguru smiles, it’s not usual for him to have a married woman squirming like a virgin.

“Guess hubby was not a big fan of pussy eating, was he?” Toji chuckles, opening your bra and sliding it off your arms. As soon as his rough hands touch your soft mounds your head falls back on his shoulder.

Toji never had much respect for Mahito, he ran into the casino owner once or twice but everything about him screamed mediocrity, now Toji understands whatever primitive feeling he had about Mahito was right.

Now, playing with his wife’s breasts as she melts on his arms, Toji can confirm he has absolutely no respect for that excuse of a man.

The contrasting years of negligence almost make you mad.

Almost.

It becomes harder and harder to think about your husband when Suguru latches on your clit, his long hair tickles the inside of your thighs. Suguru is attentive and smooth, you like that.

Toji maneuvers your arms into the straps of the white lingerie set Suguru picked. The delicate piece looks like something you would’ve worn on your honeymoon, Toji wonders.

In fact you did, five years ago, when you were young and in love, ignoring all the red flags and hoping marriage would fix the little flaws your man had.

You whine in protest when Suguru drops the leg he was holding and moves away from you.

“Hang on a bit, doll” he murmurs, picking the white underwear and helping you dress it.

“I still don’t understand how—“

“Look here, darling” Toji puts your phone in front of your face to unlock it.

“Hey” you protest.

“Shh, shh” Suguru rises from his knees, taking your neck and pulling you into a distracting kiss while Toji finds Mahito’s contact and begins a conversation pretending to be you, his needy and horny wife.

Suguru works his magic on your mouth, holding you still with a firm grip on your neck as his tongue explores your cave. He opens an eye to look at Toji, who gives him a sign.

Suguru backs away leaving you with an open mouth and cloudy eyes, Toji acts quickly pushing you down until you’re laying on your bed with your arms above your head.

The long haired male whistles at the sight, the off-white lingerie he picked looked so good on you, hugging the right places, the lying position you were in made your breasts look more full, he could actually see your nipples with how sheer the piece is.

“Focus, kid” Toji tosses him your phone.

“Is that really necessary?” you question squirming as you try to release your arms from his hold. Toji is much more aggressive than Suguru, rough hands take a firm hold on your soft skin like he’s not afraid to break you.

Toji smirks, looking down at your submissive position underneath him. You gulp when your eyes fall down on his pants, the fine trousers he wore had a big tent on it, made your mouth water.

“Wanna a taste, baby?” he teases.

Suguru takes the opportunity to snap a few pictures of your body from above, in a position you would take yourself, from the neck down, and sent to Mahito, reading the conversation Toji had started and continuing it.

< Miss you so much … >

“Hey, doll, what do you call each other?” Suguru asks, looking up from the phone to find Toji opening his belt and you looking at his crotch like a dog waiting for a treat.

“What?”

“Sweetheart, baby, master…” Suguru gives a few examples, “What he likes to be called?”

“Hm, sometimes… sir” you murmur, kind embarrassed.

Toji chuckles loudly and Suguru snorts, you know they are not laughing at you but you still can’t help the heat that comes to your face.

< Miss you so much, sir >

Suguru completes the text and hits send.

“He doesn’t deserve a sweet obedient thing like you” Toji pulls down his pants only enough to free his cock.

A big man like him already gave you a hint of his size down there. Large shoulders, perfect to be a football player, tall enough for your face to be right at his pectorals, biceps so big he must lift weights every single day.

Yet you underestimated how large his cock would be, now that is right in front of your face. With your hand barely able to wrap around it completely, you gave his tip kitten licks. Toji is standing up by the bed, while you lay down on your back, having to take him in your mouth sideways.

“Come on, sweetheart, I know you can do it better” he tangles his fingers on your hair, bringing your head closer to his pelvis, from kitten licks you start to take him inch by inch, forcing your mouth and throat to accommodate his width.

He’s so far from anyone you’ve ever had, his smell was enough to intoxicate you, the trimmed yet thick pubes make you rub your thighs together imagining how they would feel right against your clit.

Suguru tsks watching you squirming like that just from sucking Toji’s dick, his own one rock hard and forgotten.

Mahito replied after a few seconds typing.

< oh? how much you miss me? >

Suguru sighs, dirty texting his target while his rival gets a blow job from the target’s wife was not how he planned this whole night to go down.

The long haired assassin raises both of your legs, placing your feet on the bed, the movement making you hum on Toji’s cock, he groans, enjoying the vibration. You attempt to close your legs, not seeing what was going on with Suguru down there, he gets impatient though, delivering a slap on your covered pussy.

“Stay like that” and open your legs enough to give him an angle to shoot a picture. His middle finger runs between your pussy lips, pushing the thin material of your underwear between them to showcase the outline of your pretty pussy, he goes up till your clit, where you yelp, gaging on Toji’s cock as he holds your head, fucking your throat upside down.

Your legs automatically shut as your back arches.

“I said” Suguru gives you another slap, this time right on your clit, “Keep it open” you obey, slowing and tremblingly spreading them again.

Suguru is quick to snap a picture of your folds from up close, there was a wet spot already from when he was eating you out but after his slaps on your cunt the wet spot seemed to have grown.

Suguru sends the picture with some cheesy line about how wet you were.

< you should’ve thought about that before i left bitch > Mahito replies in no time.

“Scumbag” Suguru curses, Toji hears, but decides to take a second for himself there, too lost on how pretty you look crying over his cock abusing your mouth.

Toji extends a hand to wipe your wet cheek covered with tears and drool, he thrusts faster, a large hand falling to your throat, where he squeezes a bit, being able to feel his cock there, he knows you won’t be able to handle it for much longer, your nails digging on the skin of his pelvis and thighs.

He pulls away, pumping himself as he finishes on your face and neck, the thick white fluid painting your delicate features.

“Matches your outfit” he smiles watching you cough and breathe heavily, your big teary eyes looking up at him, face dipping all sorts of liquids, “What a view” he bends beside you, holding your face as he forces his tongue in your mouth. You moan shamelessly at the act.

Mahito would never do that.

But this man…

You wonder if you’ll ever be able to feel pleasure with your husband again after having a taste of a real man.

Toji backs away from your lips and gives your face a lick, from your jawline to your eye, taking all the tears and drool and gathering in his mouth only to spit it back into yours.

“Fucking—“ Suguru curses again watching the way you swallowed his spit, the lewd scene alone making him almost cream his pants. Even though he’s trying to focus on texting he gropes his cock over his pants.

Toji turns his head, giving his rival a sheepish smile.

Who would’ve known Gojo’s dog was a voyeur… Definitely an interesting piece of information for the experienced assassin to use in the future.

“What did the deadbeat say?” Toji asks, still inches from your face.

“He’s playing hard to get” Suguru throws the phone to Toji for the older one to see for himself.

Toji adjusts his posture to read the conversation.

“Come here” Suguru takes advantage of Toji’s distraction and pulls you by your knee, making you slide on the bed just enough to be on the edge. One leg hangs off the bed while the heavily tattooed male holds the other, his hand moves from the back of your knee to your ass, groping the flesh shamelessly as he places one knee on the bed, the erection confined in his pants rubbing right against your sensitive folds.

He bends over to kiss you. You moan on his lips, hands experimentally running over his chest and abdomen.

Suguru is quite impatient now, the misinformation regarding his target’s location, the three days he hasn't had a proper night of sleep and having to deal with Toji interfering with his job had put in a bad mood.

He moves down sucking and biting your neck, pushing your bra down to do the same with your nipple.

Without leaving your chest, he extends one hand to Toji, silently asking for the phone back.

Toji sighs, after exchanging a few messages with Mahito he thinks they might crack him and make him come back home soon.

Suguru sits on his knee, opening the camera once again and roughly taking your hand, positioning it on your exposed breast, like you were groping it. He takes his hand away, snapping a picture and sending it with another pleading message.

Toji whistles at the picture once Suguru gives him the phone back.

Your pussy is acting with need, you can see in Suguru’s face he’s not pleased, but something about the erection in his pants makes you think you can help out. You reach for his belt loops, pulling to you.

“Horny little thing, you’re finding this hot?” he says in a low voice unbuttoning his pants and lowering it along with his underwear.

You bite your lip checking out his cock, it’s not as thick as Toji’s, but it’s so pretty, he’s shaved too.

You wiggle out of your panties as he pump himself a few times, his anger serving as motivation.

Meanwhile Toji found himself a chair across the room, somewhere he could enjoy the show. He’s bare from the waist down, shirt unbuttoned but keeps it on as he continues texting your husband, he scrolls up every second to admire your lewd pictures feeling his cock getting hard again. He looks at you and Suguru. Your small frame trapped under his rival, as he starts to align himself with your entrance, placing your leg on his shoulder. Toji takes his own phone from his pocket and starts to film quietly.

You whine at the stretch, Toji zooms at your face, managing to get a glimpse of Suguru’s too before he kisses you and his hair falls hiding your face from the camera. Toji smiles, ending the video.

You never know when a sex tape will come in good use.

He runs his hand slowly on his cock, squeezing the base as he watches, you turn your face to him, gasping at the sight, your mouth is open as pretty moans come out.

Toji stands up and walks towards you, losing his shirt on the way and a proud erection on.

He taps something on the screen and drops the phone beside your head.

Toji is smooth, he sits beside you, index finger rising to his lips as he looks at Suguru, you have your eyes shut, lost in pleasure as the man between your legs rolls his hips.

“Hello?” you hear Mahito's voice beside you, your head snaps to find your phone on a voice call.

Toji doesn’t give a moment to question, instead he reaches a hand down between the two bodies in front of him and pinches your nipple, your high pitched moan filling the silent room.

Mahito says something you can’t understand, probably an insult.

“Say his name” Suguru whispers in your ear, opposite from the phone so Mahito doesn’t suspect there’s someone else with you, he’s now trusting slowly in order to not make any sound the man in the phone could hear.

Toji moves his hand down to your clit and you moan Mahito’s name.

“Please—” you add, not actually talking to Mahito, but begging Suguru to go faster, craving your nails on his shoulders.

“I’ll be there in 20, you better not fucking cum” this time you hear him.

Toji hangs up, high-fiving Suguru.

“Relax now, kid” he pats his back condescendingly.

“Yeah” in a quick move Suguru turns you around, grabbing your hips and making you raise your ass, “There you go” he gives your cheek an encouraging slap before entering again.

“Months of absolutly nothing and now she comes up with this bullshit…” Mahito mumbles to himself while speeding up on the highway, a painful boner in his pants making everything worse.

The feds told him to not leave the district, but he’s far from it now, returning to his own home to fuck some respect into his wife.

It would be quick, empty his heavy balls on her, get some more clothes and make up an excuse about an early meeting next in another city, come back to the safe house and act like nothing happened.

20 minutes later or so he finally arrives in front of his house, parking like an asshole but who cares? He had more urgent business.

Upon entering the house, faded whimpers and cries echoes in the dark hallways.

Mahito slams the door of his own bedroom open, blood boiling the second he realizes there was a man on the bed with you. You sat on his lap while his hands ran over your ass and thighs.

“You stupid fucking b—“ Mahito strides to bed, his voice alone makes you want to run away and hide.

But before he can get any closer, Toji welcomes him with a mighty punch.

The time that it took for Mahito to arrive was enough for Toji to get his duck wet for a second time, fucking you from behind while standing up by the bed, Suguru nowhere to be seen for a while, but the second Toji finished on your back the long haired assassin returned, pulling you to sit on his lap and whispering some instructions you couldn’t fully understand. Two of his fingers messed with your clit, putting you in a cloudy state of mind.

You could hear Toji in the bathroom, the large assassin gave his face a splash of water and put his pants back on, knowing Mahito would be arriving soon.

And so he did, the scream scared you off Suguru’s lap, like a wakening call your heart began to pound and you became conscious of your naked body, urgently trying to get the sheets to cover you. But Suguru holds you tight, arms shielding you from your nightmare man while very slowly pulling the sheets up.

“You’re going down the worst way possible you piece of shit” Toji mumbles while punching him enough to get him unconscious, “With a boner on and tongue off” he gets up spitting on the man.

“What are you gonna do to him?” you ask in a whisper after seconds of silence. Toji looks over his shoulder to you. The sexy woman he was with for the past hour reduced to a trembling traumatic mess, curled in the inked chest of his colleague.

It disgusted him. Not even 2 minutes this pathetic man entered the room and he managed to fucked you up psychologically that badly.

“It’s better if you don’t know, sweet thing” Toji finds his dress shirt and starts to put it on, “But let me get straight with you…” he takes his sweet time buttoning up, “Things will be different from now on, if you tell anyone about what happened tonight. I’ll—“

“Toji.” Suguru cuts him with a strict voice. Both men stare at each other for a while.

“Fine” Toji squats to pick up Mahito and throw him over his shoulder, by the weak whimper he was still alive, “She’s your problem then” Toji stops by the doorframe and looks over his shoulder one last time, taking in the protective embrace Suguru had on you. He smirks, the low light shadowing his eyes and lip scar, giving the man a predatory look.

Only then you managed to take a deep breath, something in your chest building up to your throat and causing you to cry, of relief or fear, you didn’t quite know.

Suguru held you to his chest, the other hand picking his phone to text Gojo behind your back.

< It’s done >

Note: guess who’s back… kinda. this has been sitting around for months cause i wasn’t feeling well enough to finish anything really, but i’m glad i did so please let me know what you think <3 if anything got confusing kindly let me know as well.

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Revolutionizing Public Parking: How WPS Enhances Visitor Experience

In the hustle and bustle of urban life, finding a parking spot can often be a daunting task. However, with the advent of innovative parking solutions from WPS, the experience of navigating public parking spaceshas been transformed. Let's delve into how WPS is revolutionizing public parking, making it more convenient and hassle-free for visitors.

1. Enhanced Accessibility

One of the key ways WPS improves public parking spaces with oursmart car parking systems is by enhancing accessibility. With our automated parking systems such as automated parking towers and stack parking system, WPS maximizes the use of available space, allowing for more vehicles to be parked efficiently. This ensures that visitors spend less time searching for parking spots and more time enjoying their destination.

2. Streamlined Operations

Our innovative parking solutionsalso streamline parking operations, making them more efficient and organized. With features such as automated entry and exit systems, payment kiosks, and real-time monitoring, WPS ensures smooth traffic flow within parking facilities. This not only reduces congestion but also enhances overall safety and security for visitors.

3. Optimized Space Utilization

By utilizing innovative technologies like vertical parking towers andmulti-level parking systems, WPS optimizes space utilization in public parking areas. Our automated car parking system allows for more vehicles to be parked within a smaller footprint, making them ideal for densely populated urban areas where space is at a premium.

4. Enhanced Visitor Experience

Ultimately, the goal of WPS is to enhance the overall visitor experience in public parking spaces. By providing convenient, efficient, and user-friendly parking solutions, WPS ensures that visitors have a hassle-free parking experience from the moment they arrive at the parking facility. Our automated car parking system not only improves customer satisfaction but also reflects positively on the reputation of the businesses or organizations associated with the parking facility.

5. Improved Safety and Security

Safety and security are paramount in public parking spaces. We integrate state-of-the-art security measures by adding automated safety doors into our car parking system, including surveillance cameras, motion sensors, RFID and emergency assistance systems. By prioritizing safety, WPS instills confidence in visitors and ensures a secure parking environment.

Best Car Parking System by WPS for Public Parking System

1. Parklift 421

Parklift 421 revolutionizes parking efficiency by offering three parking spaces on the surface of just one. This ingenious system maximizes parking capacity, providing a wider range of options for installation. Whether installed side by side, in rows behind one another, or even outdoors, Parklift 421 delivers unparalleled convenience and flexibility.

Key Features:

➔ Triple Parking: With our Parklift 421, you can make three parking spaces out of one, effectively increasing parking capacity by 200%.

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➔ Cost Savings: By consolidating three parking levels into one driving level, Parklift 421 offers significant cost savings in construction and maintenance.

➔ Dependent Parking: Ideal for applications such as car sharing, valet parking, car rentals, and car service centers, Parklift 421 offers convenient and efficient parking solutions.

➔ Versatile Installation: Whether for indoor or outdoor use, Parklift 421 is designed to meet diverse parking needs while maintaining low wear and proven hydraulic technology.

➔ Low Maintenance: With its robust construction and reliable hydraulic car parking system, Parklift 421 requires minimal maintenance, reducing overall operating costs.

➔ Enhanced Safety: Compliant with EN safety norms, our Parklift 421 ensures high levels of operational and functional safety, providing peace of mind for users

Conclusion

WPS is at the forefront of revolutionizing public parking spaces, making them better and more hassle-free for visitors. With innovative technologies and innovative parking solutions designed to enhance accessibility, streamline operations, and optimize space utilization, We are shaping the future of car parking in India as well as worldwide. As urban areas continue to grow and evolve, the importance of efficient car parking solutions will only continue to rise, and WPS is leading the way towards a more seamless parking experience for all.

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Smart Cities, Smart Parking: Exploring Automatic Parking Systems

In Indian cities, there’s a growing trend of individuals wanting to purchase cars, contributing to the nation’s status as the third-largest automobile market worldwide. However, this relentless surge in car ownership has led to a pressing issue: a severe shortage of parking space across many densely populated urban areas. Compounded by a lack of parking discipline prevalent in various parts of the country, these challenges escalate, inviting further problems such as traffic congestion due to the haphazard parking of vehicles.

As India aspires to have more and more smart cities, it will need to address the parking challenges swiftly. Automatic Parking System offer a compelling solution to the parking woes by ensuring space efficiency and orderly parking.

Klaus Multiparking offers a comprehensive range of automatic parking systems

At Klaus Multiparking, we recognize that there is no one-size-fits-all approach to offering parking solutions. Depending on the available space and parking requirements, we provide a host of options to tailor your parking requirements. Broadly, Klaus Multiparking has three types of parking systems – Stack Parking System, Puzzle Parking System, and Fully Automatic Parking System.

Stack Parking System

Klaus Multiparking’s Stack Parking Systems are the best solution to fit more cars in limited space. In fact, they are designed with an aim to double or even triple the parking space for above-ground or basement car parking. We offer a variety of stack parking systems to best fit your parking needs.

Puzzle Parking System

Our Puzzle Parking Systems or Semi-automatic Parking Systems offer maximum flexibility and comfort. They can be combined and even expanded later to double the number of available parking spaces. The parking spaces can be shifted both horizontally and vertically. Thus, our Puzzle Parking Systems are an ideal solution for tight spaces because the available parking space can now be utilized optimally. In addition to effective space utilization, this parking system brings other advantages like quick parking and retrieval, and low-noise operation. Like with the Stack system, we offer a multitude of options to best suit your parking requirement.

Fully Automatic Parking System

If you want to truly elevate the parking experience, you should try Klaus Multiparking’s Fully Automatic Parking System. Offering top-notch convenience, reliability, and security, these parking systems can stack cars in amazingly small spaces and use cutting-edge technology to retrieve cars at just the press of a button. Also, our Fully Automatic Parking System can be installed above ground, below ground, or in a combination of both.

The Klaus Multiparking Advantage

With Klaus Multiparking, you are not getting the very best in parking solutions but a complete peace of mind with our annual maintenance contracts and our Workshop On Wheels (WOW), which offers round the clock support. Moreover, our parking solutions are ready for the next generation of vehicles, thanks to our EV charging points that lets you charge your electric vehicle while it is parked.

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mariaofdoranelle · 3 months

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The Courtship Deception - Part 1: Morning

Fic masterlist

Written for @throneofglassmicrofics

EEEEEE I’M SO EXCITED!!!

Warnings: none?

Word count: 983 words (I got it under control in the next parts, I promise 😅)

The wind in Aelin’s hair brought a rare sense of freedom, and it only got better the more she picked up speed. Tipping her head back, she felt weightless in this quaint little avenue—

“You’re supposed to be watching the road!” Fenrys shouted in the passenger’s seat. He was usually much cooler than this, but her favorite Personal Protection Officer was being handsomely paid to ensure not only her safety, but her dad’s convertible’s too.

“I’m feeling the road, Fen!” Aelin said, head tipped back into the tangled mess her hair became in this drive.

“That’s not— Fuck. We’re here!”

She slammed her foot on the breaks, tires screeching while their bodies were thrown forward. The force in which the seatbelt pressed against her collarbone was near bruising, but Aelin was laughing when the car stopped.

“How did I do?”

Fenrys threw his head back, cackling. “Fucking awful, Princess.”

Aelin’s father never allowed her to have driving lessons because he believes it’s an unnecessary waste of her time. Now, at the ripe age of 21, she finally convinced one of her babysitters to cross Rhoe’s orders, and her skills were getting less lethal each day.

Out of the car, she waited for Fenrys to parallel park—the spot was small, and Aelin was still getting the hang of it—and took in the charming residential street. An array of colorful little houses facing a park. It was Orynth in June, so the cool breeze brought the freshness of blooming trees, the late morning sunlight burning into Aelin’s skin and feeding into her soul, much like the flowering scene around her. Her bodyguard mentioned to a white and green house with a tiny but well-kept garden up front.

When Fenrys said they’d meet his secret tech guy, she expected something a lot more sketchy than this.

He said a few things to a camera by the front door, and it automatically opened. Um, rude? She didn’t expect a butler, but even in mafia movies there’s someone to answer the door.

After locking the front door and going through the living room, Fenrys led her into another one, and the amount of screens was far from being the most surprising thing.

“Rowie Bowie!” the bodyguard called, arms up, happy to greet his friend.

The mysterious man looked up, and it knocked Aelin’s breath out of her lungs. Holy rutting Mala. When Fen told her about this ‘grumpy tech guy’, she expected a weird-looking smelly nerd, not a scary-looking tattooed hottie. She immediately straightened, one hand subtly attempting to realign the bird’s nest that her hair became after the drive.

“Don’t bother,” scary-looking tattooed hottie said, piercing green eyes briefly assessing her before they were back on the screen. “You look pretty disheveled like this.” And he smirked. Her poor panties.

“So…” she trailed, leaning on the nearest desk. Smooth. Be smooth. “Rowie—“

“Please, don’t call me that.”

“It’s Rowan,” Fenrys added, “But Rowie is much better.”

He rolled his eyes. “Absolutely not—“

“Rowan.” Aelin cleared her throat. “Did you get past the security system?”

Of her own house, she meant. Her father was strict, so it was easier to get an illicit second phone than to get past all the monitoring her official phone was under. But Aelin had just bought a new iPhone, which meant she needed someone to make this phone fly under her dad’s radar—Mala forbid if someone finds an undetected wireless device within the walls of her mansion.

“All six of them, yes.”

“SIX?” Fenrys’ eyes were wide, caught by surprise.

“Yes,” Rowan replied, “Wireless detectors, frequency scanners, NLJDs, all six of them. And my job would be a lot easier if you knew your own workplace before hiring me.”

Poor Fen. His main job was to guard Aelin, he never got into the thick of Rhoe’s security system.

Rowan extended the new phone towards her, but took it back when she reached out. “I took the liberty to download something to get around your…” a small wince. “security cameras. You can crop some previously-recorded footage make make it look like it’s live. You’ll see it in the tutorial.”

How sweet of him. Aelin smiled. “You didn’t need to, but thanks.”

Her dad had security cameras installed in her bedroom—not in her closet or bathroom, but it was still annoying. Lorcan, one of her father’s men, was in charge of it, but Aelin terrorized the guy out of watching her footage. After a stunt she pulled a year ago, it’d take a nuclear explosion to get him to check the cameras on her bedroom.

“How much was it again?” Fenrys asked, his eyes widening when he saw the price, then complained, “That’s not what we settled for.”

“Agreed.” Rowan’s eyes, aimed at the bodyguard, were hard as steel. “You made my work sound much simpler than it actually was.”

She frowned. “How much is it?”

Fenrys sent her an apologetic look. “Half the Hermès we were buying after this.”

It’s not that money was a problem for Aelin, but her access to it was rather bureaucratic. She couldn’t go out, spend money on a “shopping spree”, and come back without shopping bags.

She waved him off. “What’s the point of getting a new purse if I don’t have a phone to put in it?”

Still upset, Fen turned around to focus on the payment. With his back to her, Aelin got closer to Rowan, both hands on his desk.

“I might have some trouble with this new setup on my phone,” Aelin lied.“So, I was wondering if you could give me your number, in case I have any questions.”

“Sure.” Rowan’s eyes sparkled, not leaving Aelin’s as he got her phone back. “Anything else?”

“Actually, yes.” She tilted her head, a fake helpless look from under her lashes. “I’m not as good with online instructions, so you might need to come find me sometime.”

The dark look Rowan gave her sent a shiver down her spine. “Let’s say I do. Does your guard dog come in the package deal?”

Aelin smirked, not bothering to keep up with the naïve facade anymore. “I guess you’ll have to find out.”

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Streamlining Urban Mobility with Automatic Parking Car Solutions

In today's urban landscapes, efficient parking solutions are essential for alleviating congestion and maximizing space utilization. This blog explores the benefits and functionalities of automatic parking car, focusing on their integration within tower car parking system and smart parking ecosystems. Join us as we delve into how these innovative technologies are reshaping the future of urban mobility.

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carparkingsystem · 11 months

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4 Things That Make Automatic Tower Parking System A Top Parking Alternative

Parking has long been a continuous headache for drivers in overfilled urban areas. Inadequate space and a growing population worsen the problem, leading to stress, unexploited time and fuel ingesting. However, an innovative solution has emerged: the automated tower parking system. This cutting-edge technology offers many advantages and has quickly become the best parking option for drivers.

Also Read: Is Puzzle Parking Really A Smart Parking System?

First and foremost, the automated tower parking system maximizes space. The vertical design takes up significantly less floor space compared to traditional parking spaces. Efficient vehicle stacking accommodates multiple vehicles in a compact footprint, making it ideal for densely populated urban areas where land is scarce.

Drivers can say goodbye to the hassle of finding a parking space. The system works autonomously, so drivers no longer have to maneuver their vehicles in the tightest of spaces. As soon as the car is parked on the platform, the system takes over and gently and safely parks the vehicle without the need for human intervention. This not only saves time but also reduces the risk of accidents and vehicle damage due to human error.

Also Read: FEATURES OF A TOWER PARKING SYSTEM EVERY BUSINESS OWNER MUST KNOW

Safety is another essential factor that distinguishes automated tower parking systems. Restricting public access to parked vehicles greatly reduces the risk of theft, vandalism, and damage. The system typically includes advanced security features such as surveillance cameras and access control mechanisms so drivers can rest assured that their vehicle is safe. Safety is a premier facility that modern robotic car parking offers.

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In addition, the environmental impact of this parking system cannot be ignored. Less space required means less urban sprawl and less new construction. Additionally, the system can be integrated with electric vehicle (EV) charging infrastructure to facilitate sustainable transportation options and contribute to a greener environment.

Finally, the convenience of vehicle search is second to none. Mobile His apps and automated kiosks allow drivers to hail their vehicles instantly, avoiding the hassle of navigating crowded parking lots.

The Conclusion:

automatic tower parking system offer a wealth of benefits that make them the best parking options for motorists. From space optimization and comfort to increased safety and environmental awareness, this innovative technology is changing how vehicles are parked in the urban landscape. Deploying this cutting-edge solution will pave the way for a smoother and more efficient future for urban mobility.

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Things that happen at home:

So, my mom had her first symphony concert this weekend, and I’m happy to report that it was a smashing success.

What I personally thought was really cool is that the whole symphony is mostly older women. Most of the brass section was older men though, and you could tell that the trumpet and trombone players were having a great time with the music (lots of jamming out head and shoulders movement) and WOW that tuba player has A Set Of Lungs.

Honestly kinda makes me miss the days when Middle Sister would stand just outside my bedroom door and just BLAST through her practice session as fast as possible. Yes, she was a tuba player. Yes, she was in marching band and orchestra. Yes, I absolutely ran out screaming “MOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!!” Every. Single. Time. No, that did not stop her in anyway whatsoever.

Anyway, there was also a cello soloist that performed with violin and viola accompaniment, and he was legitimately fantastic. I told my mom during intermission that she was better and she did her scrunch up face of You’re Full Of Shit But I Like The Support which was cute.

I was sitting next to my one of my cousins for the concert and we both kept side eyeing each other and giggling about how he was bobbing along and jamming out…for those of you that don’t know, it’s very easy to jam out and look cool when you have either a very small instrument or a very large instrument.

When you have a medium instrument, like a cello or French horn, you just look silly if you’re jamming out (saxophone is the exception) and my mom has this very…contained way of playing that looks intense but graceful and determined. So to see someone looking like they’re jamming out on an electric guitar while playing a cello was just…hilarious to us, because we’ve been watching my mom jam out for decades and never seen anyone look so goofy while sounding so good.

One of my moms work friends showed up, and she was an absolute delight. Complete sweetheart; it’s also really fucking funny to tease government contractors about their top secret clearances and joke about their projects or basically anything that they aren’t allowed to talk about. (I teased her specifically about being in the CIA because she does intelligence analysis; my husband and I have a long standing “argument” about if my mom works on quantum computers or making targeted ai satellite systems talk to each other, because honestly her PhD could easily allow for both) the goal is to make relatively small jokes and then drop it quickly because you don’t actually want them to violate their security protocols…but fucking hell if it isn’t fun to toe the line.

My mechanic husband had the dubious joy of teaching me how to jump start a car in the parking lot without jumper cables. (My car battery is in the fritz and needs replacement but we honestly thought it could wait another month or so…)

But basically you put the car in neutral, push it into a position that it can roll naturally downhill, then put it in either first gear or reverse (which ever way is down hill, basically) and release the clutch. I’m pretty sure this only works on automatic transmission vehicles, but I could be wrong and didn’t ask for clarification.

I’d like to point out that we were in a crowded parking lot with a perfectly functioning set of jumper cables. We could have absolutely asked any of the ten people walking by if we could get a jump. We could have waited for my cousin to come out, because we were parked right next to each other. But no. “What if you’re stuck by yourself? You pride yourself on being able to get out of anything.”

That man knows me too well.

Overall, great night. Fantastic concert, great learning experience, got to be an absolute little shit. 10/10, would do again.

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gumnut-logic · 2 months

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Scott was ever so tired, but when John requested he not return Thunderbird One to her hangar, but instead nest her up with Two, he had to do as his brother asked.

John’s reasoning didn’t involve words, just a photo that had Scott hitting the brakes over Tonga and gliding in as quietly as he could.

The fact Virgil was behind him only had him waiting longer as the cargo ship needed to touch down before One could park securely. After all, the whole reason they hid the Thunderbirds like they did on their deserted Island was to protect them from accidentally being seen. There were holographic shields and security networks galore protecting the Island, but ultimately, if a fishing boat either wandered in or needed safety, it was a good idea to keep the Thunderbirds much less than obvious.

In summary, they didn’t tend to leave the sports car on the lawn for the neighbourhood to gawk at.

So instead, Scott set One to hover a respectful distance away while he waited for Two to catch up.

And try not to fall asleep in his pilot’s chair.

Fortunately, Virgil wasn’t as far behind as he could have been and the green behemoth soon appeared on One’s sensors. Scott stared as his younger brother glided in under minimal power and set down with a short spurt of VTOL in a rather impressive manoeuvre. It was the closest to landing silently that Two could probably get.

Scott let One follow almost immediately. She wasn’t as quiet as Two, the fact she had had to hover removing any chance at a glide out of the equation.

In any case, he slipped One in behind her sister and stashed her in the massive hangar so Two could still deploy if necessary and One could as well, albeit a touch slower than usual.

But considering her pilot was a zombie, it wouldn’t matter for another eight hours at least.

Climbing out, he met an equally tired Virgil and they plodded to the elevator together, drowning their exhaustion in the showers, and throwing on pyjamas that Grandma had obviously left out for them.

Scott’s t-shirt had the slogan on the front ‘Born to fly’, which he found appropriate, but the shirt having come from Gordon, the back followed up with ‘Farts in the sky’.

But he was too tired to care right now. Shoving it on and pulling the pants up over aching hips - he really shouldn’t have jumped from that cliff – he stretched to finally get any of the remaining kinks out of his system.

Only to find Virgil wearing a slightly too small t-shirt also obviously of the Gordon purchase pile that pectorally declared, ‘Warning: Do not decaffeinate, may decapitate’.

Well, perhaps, Gordon did have a point there.

Scott sighed. “Want to check on them?”

Virgil’s answer was only an eyebrow, but it clearly declared Scott an idiot for asking such a stupid question.

That ended all energy for future verbalisation and, finishing up, Virgil fell into step beside Scott as he headed off towards the lounge.

Because Allie was in the lounge.

And Allie was injured.

That fact, that entire concept, cut into Scott’s gut like a blunted knife.

John’s frantic yell the week before had aged the commander several years in a matter of seconds. Allie had been up helping a space freighter that had lost power and was in the process of losing orbit along with it. It should have been simple, but some high-speed space trash had collided with the vessel while Alan was out repairing broken electronics.

His suit had been compromised by what was basically a small meteor of human origin and for a bit there it had been damned scary.

But Brains made above average spacesuits and a certain self-healing polymer invented by a smart brother automatically resealed the suit.

Not before the damage to Alan’s leg had been done, however. A gash the length of his calf with both hot and cold burns leaving his leg a mess and their little brother grounded for weeks.

Scott was just happy to have him safe, and those weeks gave Scott the time to process the fact that, ultimately, he would have to let Alan out into space again.

But for now, he was safe at home.

Virgil was on his right when they entered the comms room. There was only one lamp providing illumination beside the moon shining through the rafters, but there was enough light to see Alan and Gordon curled up in what appeared to be the remains of a blanket fort.

Scott stepped quietly, Virgil on his heels.

Both little brothers were asleep, Gordon curled protectively around Allie, snuggled in a pile of pillows and bedclothes. Alan’s bandaged leg stuck out at an angle, but rested on a cushion, his foot sporting a pink fluffy slipper.

But it wasn’t the rather heart-warming sight of his two sleeping brothers that raised his eyebrows.

It was the swarm, a literal school of plushies that surrounded them that had Scott’s eyes bugging out...at least a little.

His brothers were curled up on the floor, but sitting on the couches where International Rescues were decided on and deployed was a literal cornucopia of sea life cuddly toys.

There was a giant prawn as big as Alan perched as if waiting for the holoprojector to activate. Eight octopuses of varying size, lined up in a row, sat beside it, three squid keeping them company.

A whale took up the entirety of one couch all by itself, a plethora of rays and fluffy sharks were piled up in mounds.

A furry red crab was sitting on the steps alongside something else that was white and vaguely bug like. The rest of the floor was covered by starfish, multiple clownfish and a whole variety of other plushie marine organisms including a six-metre-long oarfish that Scott only knew the name of because Gordon had pounded it into his head the day he bought it.

Literally, Gordon had whacked him across the head with it.

Virgil tiptoed into the mess silently on bare feet and there was a flicker of yellow light as he scanned his little brother.

The engineer retreated back to Scott’s side just as quietly, so there was obviously nothing to be concerned about.

John flickered in above the table, obviously on dim projection. He didn’t say anything, just smiling a little down at his brothers before looking up at Scott and Virgil.

Scott absently saluted him and that smile widened just a little before he blinked out again.

There was definitely a good reason why Thunderbird One needed to be parked out back.

Virgil tugged on his arm.

A glance at his brother and Virgil nodded him in the direction of the elevator.

Scott looked back at his two sleeping little brothers once more, a breath releasing through his teeth. Gordon obviously had a sea creature plushie addiction that might require a few questions at a later time, but there was something about the scene that swelled Scott’s heart and part of him wanted to curl up in the pile with them.

Virgil tugged on his arm again and Scott relented, following the engineer from the room.

Nothing much was said between them in the elevator, both caught up in their thoughts. Now they were out of sight of their little brothers, exhaustion once again crept in.

Virgil squeezed Scott’s shoulder as they exited onto the residential level and both of them disappeared into their rooms.

Five minutes later there was a knock at Scott’s door.

Bleary eyed and heart sinking he opened it, only to find Virgil standing there with his arms full of a giant black teddy bear. His brother shoved it at Scott, forcing him to either grab a hold or drop it.

Nothing was said, but Virgil did squeeze his hand before disappearing as abruptly as he had appeared.

Scott was left holding a giant black teddy bear.

It took him a moment, but he shut the door and retreated back into his bedroom.

The bear stared at him.

This was foolish.

But exhaustion continued to gnaw at him and it was with a certain lack of care that found Scott grabbing the bear and curling up in bed around it as the lights finally shut off.

Its fur was ever so soft.

And warm.

As he relaxed into sleep.

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