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A/N ::: Here's part 2! I hope you guys didn't think that you'd have to wait forever. I am terrible at waiting. Especially when it comes to Toji smut. I need it yesterday. Anyway, proofed as well as I could. As always, if I missed anything that should be pointed out, lemme know!

C/W ::: Implied chubbyF!reader, drunk/but sobering y/n, public oral sex/private room, pet names :: Princess, doll, dollface, darlin', and Daddy :: unprotected sex {P -> V}, more sex, more pet names, more oral, if you squint, an exhibition kink when Toji is on the phone.

WC ::: 3,002 Yes. Yes, I got carried away. I finished this right after I had my coffee this morning.

"Sweetheart, he sounds like a boy who wouldn't know good pussy if it ate him."

Part I

F.Y.P. {For Your Pussy} Part II

"You have the hiccups. Want me to grab you some water?" Toji asked as he took in your bouncing body while you laughed.

Managing to compose yourself long enough to say a few words to him, "N-no. Oh, woo, god. Sorry. I just haven't laughed like that in a while. *aheh*. Ok, I'm ok. I'm done. My hiccups usually go away if I can hold my breath for 10 seconds or so."

He quirked an eyebrow at you. "You ... hold your ... breath? To stop hiccups. You're someth--" Toji was interrupted by your hand on his bicep.

"Mhm. I'm pretty good at holding my breath. To-ji. Eee-yep. Hey! Do you want another round? I'll buy? C'mon. Don't make me try to say your last name again." You stood and stumbled just a little. "Damn ... goddamn table. So what? Yes? Nope? What's it gonna be Toji?"

"S'up to you, darlin'. If you wanna stop drinkin' we can stop. If you want more, I'll get you more. Jus' say the word."

You smiled. And then for a second, you almost cried so you excused yourself to the bathroom. "I'll be right back. Get me whatever you're having, yeah? Thanks, Toji."

Stepping into the dim, shitty lighting of the bathroom you looked yourself over in the mirror. You'd left your purse at the table where you two sat so you couldn't pull out your lipstick to touch that up. "Whatever, doesn't fuckin' matter anyway." You decided. Pulling the tie from your wrist, you put your hair up in a messy bun on top of your head and walked back out there.

You looked around but didn't see Toji anyway. "W-what the fuck, man?" At the booth you two were sitting at was your purse and a new round of drinks plus a water. But you didn't see him anywhere.

"Boo," he whispered as he put his hands on your curvy waist. It didn't scare you. But maybe it should have. The alcohol dulled your otherwise edgy self. "I got us another round and I got you water, here. Drink some." Toji handed you the glass and you took it, graciously. "Good girl. You don't wanna have a hangover tomorrow." He motioned for you to sit back down.

"What are you, my dad?" You joked.

He didn't laugh. Didn't even smile. "Do you want me to be?"

That fat pussy of yours pulsed at his words. "Do I want you to be my daddy ... Toji, Toji, Toji." You mused.

There was an inkling that this is how the afternoon would turn out. Not calling a stranger daddy. But you end up too drunk to make good choices. You didn't even feel that drunk, though. Heavily buzzed, maybe. Not so much that you couldn't pass your keys off to someone or call a ride to come get you. You'd be damned if you had to call your newly ex'd boyfriend. If it came down to brass tacks, you would call your best friend.

"Y/n, y/n, y/n. What? What're you ramblin' about, hm? Sweetheart?" Toji scooted a little closer to you in the small booth. His body heat becoming overwhelmingly apparent as he rest his arm around your shoulder. "You wanna get outta here? Grab some food or somethin'?" His hand gave your neck a little squeeze. It was oddly comforting to you.

"I would like to ..." you picked up your drink and finished it off. "Ok. Yeah. Let's roll." You stood, throwing your purse to the crook of your elbow and stuck your hand out for him to take and lead the way. "Daddy."

He shook his head and let a silent whistle pass through his lips. The scar on his lips looked as delicious as the first time you noticed it. "C'mon, you little brat. Let's go find some food." Toji pulled you along through the door and out into the blinding light of the outside world.

"Ow-ow-ow! My eyes, holy god. Hold on, I have to put my sunglasses on. This is even brighter than when I went into that place."

"S'not that bad, princess. Jus' takes some gettin' used to." He tried to convince you, but you weren't budging on your decision. It was too damn bright. "How about that place? They have really good noodles."

"Yeah, that's fine with me. As long as it's darker there than it is out here."

The two of you walked in, hand in hand, to the small restaurant. Toji led you to the very back of the building to a door that went into a private seating area. Not much longer after you sat down, someone came to take your order.

"Ah, Mr. Fushiguro, so nice to see you again. It has been too long. What would you and the lady like today?"

"The usual, please. And some tea?" Toji slipped the man who ordered something, you couldn't see what it was though. He was too quick and too sly.

"What did you just order for me?" You asked, already feeling yourself sobering up a bit at the change in atmosphere.

"It's good. You'll like it, I hope?" He has never gone wrong ordering these noodles for his acquaintances. One taste and they're already talking about the next bite before they've even swallowed the first. "So, tell me. Why did your ex say that you have a fat pus--"

"Toji! Jesus, this is a restaurant!" You buried your face in your hands as you tried to convince your body to turn back to its normal shade. "And why the hell do you think? I'd say that it's a pretty self-explanatory statement. He thinks that I have a fat p- well, you know. A fat one."

Toji nearly choked on his laughter at your description of yourself like that. "Sweetheart, he sounds like a boy who wouldn't know good pussy if it ate him. I'm sure you're fine. God. What's with these immature ass boys pretendin' to be grown ass men. It pisses me off. It really pisses me off."

"I think it's because of how it is. He was complaining that he couldn't get to my clit because --"

"Dollface," Toji sighed and squeezed the bridge of his nose so hard it looked like it was doing more harm than good. "If the little bitch knew where it was in the first place, he wouldn't be bitching about how hard it was to find it. Y'know? I mean, really." He looked more serious now than the entire time you'd been talking with him.

"That's a very good point. And … also very true."

"Good, so don't worry about it. And I know I'm a stranger, but if you need any ... uh, help finding your clit or anything, let me know, hm? Fat pussies are my specialty."

You shrugged, "Oh, no, thanks. I know where it -- Oh. Oh? OH!"

He sat there, smiling at you. Darkly, you noticed. But you weren't about to make a scene here.

The waiter came back with your noodles and left without saying much of anything. "This looks good, Toji. Thank you for bringing me here. It'll feel good to have some food in my stomach." You smiled. "And thank you for buying my drinks, too. I could have paid for them."

"Nah, don't worry about it. You're more than welcome." He winked at you and started to eat his noodles.

You two ate in silence for a while before you decided to say something else.

"So, what do you do for a living, Toji?" You asked, trying to sound casual.

"Oh, this and that." He said between bites.

"I know that. But what do you do for a living, specifically? Are you in sales or marketing or something?" You pressed him.

"I do a little bit of everything. Ok? Nothing more, nothing much less."

You didn't know what to say to that. It seemed like he wasn't giving you an answer and you weren't going to press him for one. He was a stranger. You weren't about to make him tell you anything.

"Well, as long as it's keeping you busy and happy, I think that's all that matters." You said, shrugging.

"You wanna talk about you? Tell me about yourself, sweetheart."

"Well, I'm 24. I work full-time. I like rainy days and my pussy is fat. Any other questions?" You slammed your chopsticks down onto the table and folded your arms across your chest.

"You're so cute when you're mad." He teased, leaning over to you to put his hand on your leg. "I'm 35. I like rainy days and your fat pussy. Anything else you wanna know?"

You couldn't help but smile. You wanted him. And he knew it. He knew it. He could feel it radiating off of you like heat from a bonfire. "Nope. That's all I have. You?"

"All you need to know is that I want to fuck you. Right now. Right here. You wanna?" He pushed himself back in his seat and motioned for you to sit on his lap.

Your mouth dropped open at his brazen statement. "Here!?" You whispered harshly. "You really want to do it here? I mean, it is a room, but the waiter could walk in at any moment."

"Why not here? There's a lock on the door. 'Sides, I had this room built for me. Fuckin' hate when people are around me most of the time. Jus' wanted somewhere I could sit and eat in peace. Now, dollface, you gonna lemme eat you?"

You nodded, unsure of how to respond. He didn't give you much time to think about it though. He grabbed your soft waist and pulled you onto his lap, pushing the booth seat back against the wall and laying you down flat against it. "Mm, Toji, I --"

"Shh, don't talk. Just let me eat. It's all I've been thinking about since we met." Toji pulled your skirt up and pushed your legs apart, running his big hands up and down your inner thighs. "God, you smell so fuckin' good. You're wet for me already, huh? That's so good. Such a fuckin’ good girl for me, hmmm." He didn't waste any time.

Toji's tongue licked a fat stripe up your cunt, and he groaned, "Oh Fuck, y/n. You have the fattest, most delicious pussy I've ever seen." His mouth sucked at your clit, "Found this little button, no fuckin' problem, sweetheart. He was teasing you with his tongue and then letting his teeth graze you just enough to make you feel like you were going to explode.

"Toji, oh my god, you're gonna make me cum. Don't, please. Please, don't … stop." You begged.

"C'mon, princess, let me see that fat little pussy of yours cum for me." He was eating you out like it was the last meal he was ever going to have. Like the lunch he just had didn't touch his deep hunger.

You felt yourself tipping over the edge and you bucked your hips into his face. "Yes! Fuck, yes, Toji!" Your hands grabbed his hair and you pressed him even deeper into you.

"Mmph mmhm, mmhm!" The vibration of his lips threw you over that precarious edge.

Your eyes rolled back and your mouth dropped open as you came for him.

It was everything he hoped it would be.

It was everything you hoped it would be.

He sat up and licked his lips, "Fuck, y/n. Your pussy is so goddamn delicious. M'gonna fuck you now, sweetheart."

You nodded, panting, still coming down from your orgasm. "Please. Fuck me, Toji. I want your cock in me so badly." You weren't above begging.

He unzipped his pants and pulled himself out. He was fucking huge. Long and thick. It made you salivate. "Oh, oh god. That's gonna hurt, isn't it?"

Toji laughed, "Nah, won't hurt'cha. I'll go slow … at first, doll. 'Sides, I bet your little pussy'll take me happily, yeah? Getting fucked by a real man f'once."

He began to inch himself inside of you with a deep, throaty groan. "F-fuck, Toji. You're so fucking big. Oh my god, fuck. Fuck me, please!" You pulled him down to kiss you and you tasted yourself on his lips. It turned you on more than you could have ever imagined.

"Oh, fuck, sweetheart. You're so wet, so tight. God, you're perfect." He kissed you hard and fucked you harder. His hips snapping into you with such force that you were sure you'd never be able to walk again. And you didn't care. "You're taking me so well, y/n. I can't wait to fill you up with my cum. Y'want to boil over with my - hah - cum, hmm, princess?"

Toji felt your pussy pulse and clench around him. "You like it when I call you princess, princess?"

"Hoh fuuuck, Toji. Yes, fucking call me princess, Daddy!"

He laughed so hard you could feel his cock bob inside of you with each tightening of his stomach from laughter. "Shhh, shhh. This room is private, not soundproof, darlin'."

You didn't care. You just wanted him to fuck you like this for as long as possible. "You're so fucking sexy, Toji. Keep fucking me. Please, I'm gonna cum again. You're so fucking good at fucking me."

Toji bit his lip and smiled at you. He was starting to get close, too. "I'm gonna cum, baby. You're gonna make me cum."

There was a knock at the door to the little room. "Mr ... Mr. Toji? There's a phone call for you."

Toji growled, "Mmm ffffuck! I dont care. Don't bother us again.”

"Yes, sir." The voice on the other side of the door sounded disappointed. Obviously not used to the gruff treatment from him yet.

"I'm gonna cum, y/n. Cum with me, sweetheart, cum with me."

You nodded and threw your head back against the booth seat. Your second orgasm of the afternoon was even more intense than the first. It was like your entire body was being pulled up by his cock and then let back down. The force of which made you shiver.

"Oh, ffuck. Y/n, y/n, y/n." He grunted with each thrust until he finally bottomed out and came inside of you. His hips stuttered and he bit down hard on your shoulder. "Hhuummph, fffuckkk. Jesus. Jesus Christ. That pussy of yours is a little witch, isn't she? Got me under some kinda fuckin' spell. Shit, princess."

You clenched around his softening cock at the word.

"Ohp, hey there. F'got what effect that word has on you, heh. Careful, y'gonna make me hard agaaain." He dragged out the word, almost like he was taunting you. Toji trailed his hands over your tits, stopping to pinch your nipples.

"You like that, sweetheart?" He pinched them both harder and you hissed in pain. "Oooo, you do like that, huh. Mmm, I'm gonna fuck you alllll night if you'll let me."

You smiled and leaned up to kiss him. "Let's get out of here, then. I want you, I wanna watch myself get fucked by you."

Toji groaned and slipped his cock back into his pants. "God, I can't wait. Let's go, darlin'. My place is down the road." He grabbed your hand and pulled you up and out of the booth.

"Wait, what about the check?" You asked, hoping he wouldn't force you to let him pay for all of it.

"Don't worry about that. I took care of it already." He smiled and kissed the top of your head. "Let's go.

"W-what about the phone cal--" You don't know why it bothered you so much, him not returning the call.

"Doll, I. Don't. Fucking. Care. About. Anything. But. You. Right. Now. Mhm? Ok? S'go." He slapped your ass and squeezed it hard before opening the door and guiding you by the shoulders. The fresh air was a stark contrast to the sex-filled space you were just in.

The two of you walked to his loft, you on tiptoes to keep up with his long strides. And when you got there, he fucked you so hard that you didn't remember your ex's name. Or anyone's name. He made you cum over and over until your pussy was sore from his cock. Fatter than before from being so swollen.

And in the morning, you woke up to a text from him.

"Hey there, princess. You left your panties at my place. I had a good time with em. Not as good as you, though. Anyway, I washed them and folded them nice and neat. Lemme know if you want me to return them. - Toji."

You giggled and texted him back, "Keep 'em, you asshole."

"Whatever you say, sweetheart. Keep my number … if you want. You know where to find me, princess.Unless you wanna come over ... now? Cock's real hard from just lookin’ at your frilly panties. - Toji."

"You bet your sweet ass I will."

You didn't even bother going to work that day. You stayed at Toji's loft and fucked until you couldn't feel your pussy anymore.

The two of you lay on his bed joking around and touching one another. And your cellphone rang. You pulled it out from your bag and saw it was your ex calling.

"Who's that?" Toji asked.

"It's ... it's my uh," you started.

"The pussy hater?"

You nodded as you silenced the call.

"Gimme your phone." He said.

"What? Why? It's pointless--"

But Toji wouldn't listen. He rolled over on top of you, spread your legs and started licking your clit. In a deep and lustful voice, he answered your phone. "Uh-huh, fuck, s'good, princess. Hello? Spread your legs f'me, y/n. I'm gonna eat that fat pussy of yours so good that Imma ruin you under my tongue. Hello? Y/n's phone. Fuck, you're so wet. Just look'it my cum drippin' from that fat ... little ... pussy. Is anyone there? Musta been a wrong number. Open wide, princess, Daddy's comin' in hot."

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