8 Toga II *

"I smell good?" I repeated questioningly as Toga continued to huff my workout shirt like it was soaked in ether. 

"You told me not to bite anyone, and I've been trying hard not to, but I've never met someone who smells so tasty," Toga responded in a muffled voice, still not taking her face out of my shirt. 

I opened my mouth to respond when I realized the situation wasn't nearly as bad as the alternative, which was Toga ambushing me in the bathroom and trying to drink my blood, "Fine, you can keep the shirt, but we need to get you clean." 

Toga stood up in a flash with a broad smile on her face, "Okay." 

Then, before I could say another word, Toga took all her clothes off, leaving her naked in the middle of the bathroom, giving me a full view of her body. 

Despite her malnourished state, I could still make out where she would develop curves after I gave her a steady supply of food. That, combined with her petite frame and large chest, made Toga a tempting sight. However, the dirt and blood did ruin it a little. 

Toga's giggle made me snap out of my daze, and I realized I had been staring for a while, "Do you like what you see?" 

She asked before clasping her hands behind her back and pushing her chest forward as her face flushed and her nipples stiffened into cherry peaks, "When you look at me with that intense gaze, it makes me go crazy. It's like you want to devour me, bone and all." 

I swallowed hard, trying to ignore one part of my body that demanded to be let free, 'Isn't there some saying about not sticking it in crazy?' 

"Well, I don't want to eat dirty food no matter how good it looks beneath. So let's get you clean." 

Toga stared at me for a moment as her breath hitched, and I could almost see the scale in her mind trying to balance the risk of jumping on me with the benefit. Fortunately for me, Toga wordlessly moved underneath the shower head and sat on the wooden stool beneath it. 

Letting out a quiet sigh of relief, I pulled up my own chair behind Toga before grabbing the shower wand and turning on the water. Pointing the wand at the ground until it warmed up, I wet Toga's back and hair, which already carried some of the loose dirt down the drain. 

I fell into a lull as I helped Toga shower, cleaning off more dirt than I thought possible before exposing her skin beneath. Frowning, I reached out and traced the nearly invisible lines across her back, and with a start, I realized with a start that they were scars.

"Mommy and Daddy always punished me when my urges got the better of me." Toga responded numbly as she felt my touch but didn't lean away, "They tried to fix me, but It didn't help. Then, one day, I snapped and drank my classmate's blood. He reported me, and my parents kicked me out. That was almost two years ago." 

Not knowing what to say, I reached up and patted Toga's head, "Pain can never fix a person. It only gives them more to heal from." 

Toga leaned back into me, falling onto my chest and wetting the shirt I was wearing, "But if I asked, would you hurt me? When you do it, my body gets all hot, and I don't feel the urge to hurt people anymore." 

I stared down at Toga as she looked back up at me before I responded, "Only if you ask for it, and I'm still not sure-" 

Before I could finish, Toga moved in a blur of movement, and before I knew it, she was straddling my waist with her legs wrapped around my back and her arms around my neck, "I can feel you staring at me, and I can hear your heart pounding." 

Toga emphasized her point as she pressed her naked mound against the front of my pants and started to grind on my cock, "I want you to use me, break me until you fulfill all your desires. Anything you want, I'm yours to do with." 

Toga gasped in my ear as she slowly gyrated on my lap. The dual sensation of her hot breath and groin was almost too much for me to handle as I clenched my jaw, trying to stand firm. But seeing my resistance only spurred Toga on, and she pressed her chest into mine and she licked the side of my neck, "Just let go and fuck me until I can't walk straight." 

Her words were the straw that broke the camel's back, and I pounced on Toga, pulling her close and pressing my lips against hers. The crazed blond let out a sultry moan as she opened her mouth, letting my tongue slide past her lips. 

As our tongues dueled, I traced my hands up and down Toga's hips before cupping her breasts and running my thumb across her stiffened nipples, causing her to moan again and press her chest into my hand.

Toga then desperately started to try and unbutton my pants with both hands but failed to grasp the slick piece of plastic. Lifting my hips, I took one of my hands away from Toga's chest to undo my pants before pulling them down along with my underwear, finally freeing my now rock-hard cock. 

I heard Toga gasp, and I couldn't help but feel a bit of pride and some shock as I stared at my dick. It stood ramrod straight, reaching into the air and stopping just below Toga's breast. And It was as thick as a can of tomatoes. 

Before I could say anything, Toga's hands wrapped around my cock and started to stroke it from base to tip, "You're going to destroy me." 

In her breathy tone, the words sounded far more arousing, and my dick couldn't help but agree as it throbbed in Toga's hand.