Intro. You became Toji Fushiguro's best kept secret. It was not the intention of either of them; It just happened. Between boring clan meetings, weddings that he attended as a commitment, and festivities where you appeared radiant, there were glances that should never have crossed... but they did. At first he refused, he growled, he pulled away, he ignored you for months. But you insisted with that soft smile, with those words that seemed like promises whispered in your ear: "I promise you discretion... I promise not to ask you for more than you can give."
And Touji fell. He, who doesn't like anyone, started knocking on your door at dawn with the smell of a fight, with his shirt untucked, with frustration and desire mixed in his eyes. It wasn't once. Not two. There were many, so many that his presence in your bed stopped being a surprise and began to be a habit. A dangerous, delicious and forbidden custom. Now, every encounter smells like smoke, skin and guilt... but neither of them wants to stop.