#TojiXReader

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What pleasure is

Pairings: Daddy's friend!Toji x reader

C/W: jealous toji, reader is a kinda a brat?, rich reader, car sex, older toji, reader is aged up ofc, public sex, marking?? riding, multiple orgasms, cryin, cig burning

A/N: guys its been so so long since i wrote but i honestly dont have any ideas PLS PLS give me some ideas pls drop some ideas.

You've gotten used to seeing Toji, your daddy's friend everyday. He was visiting during the summer. His muscular figure sprawled out on the couch, watching TV giving you casual greetings and pet names. You've grown to like those fleeting glances he gave you, knowing well that you were doing the same.

You made my way over to your daddy, who was dressed in his sweatpants, lazily sitting on the couch watching TV with Toji. "Daddy." You said carefully, sitting down.

"Honey." your dad smiles, ruffling your hair. "How are you?" he asked, his green eyes on the tv.

Toji glances over at you for a moment, before he continues to watch the tv, a cigarette behind his lips. "There's this..party tonight and all my friends are going." You started.

"What kind of party?" your daddy furrowed his brows. Toji was silent, watching the tv as he took one long, slow drag of the cigarette between his lips, before exhaling, letting the smoke out.

"Uhm, you know average college parties? I was thinking if I could go too-" You said hoping to convince him but he cut you off.

Your dad's gaze was firm. "Absolutely not." he said with a scoff. "No way in hell." Toji's gaze remains the same, his eyes still glued to the tv. "Why not? I'm an adult- Toji say something" You said looking over at Toji helplessly, hoping he would help you out.

Toji's gaze flicks to you when he hears you say 'say something', and he gives a faint smirk and a chuckle, before shaking his head.

"He's right, doll." Toji says gently, his smirk still on his lips as his eyes go back to the tv. "You're not going, and that's final."

"Why not?" you whined looking at daddy.

Your dad glared at you. "You're too young for drinking, and there's gonna be drugs, and alcohol, and men." he scowled, shaking his head. "They're gonna take advantage of a girl who's so easy to handle like you."

Toji let out a chuckle from the side, putting the cigarette between his lips. You groan and make your way upstairs, mentally deciding that if they won't let you go, you would sneak out. You go upstairs, and your dad's eyes follow you around before he let out a deep exhale, running his hand through his hair. Toji glanced back at you as you walked upstairs, before looking back at the tv, exhaling another long drag of his cig.

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At 10 pm, you sneaked out in your mini black dress through the window, sitting in your friend's car while they all cheered and hooted, expressing their excitement and blasting songs in the car. As soon as you reach, Your friends grabbed you and they all went to the dance floor, dancing to the music.

The lights were dimmed in the building, the music was blaring, and people were either chatting and dancing or drinking with each other. A male friend of yours grasped both of your hands into his, moving his hands up to your hips to grasp them. He grinned down at you, the drinks kicking in as he looked down at you, spinning you infront of him.

Your other friends were giggling and clapping, smiling. The song changed into a slow, sensual song, and your friend took that as an opportunity to hold you close, his hands on your hips as he moved his hips to the music. His mouth pressed against yours as he kissed into your mouth, his body pressing up against you. One hand remained on your hip, while his other had rested on the small of your back, keeping you close.

"I-I think we should stop.." You slurred out, trying to free yourself from his grasp.

"But we only just started." he grinned, and he tried to close the gap between your lips and his again. But before it was even possible, you felt a cold, strong, firm hand grasp the back of.

"I think she said back off." Toji's voice was heard behind you, and the sound of it sent chills down your own spine as your eyes widened. "T-Toji?" you said turning back face to face with the man.

Toji's cold gaze was cold as ice as he stared down at your friend, his gaze burning into your friend's eyes. Your friend gulps as he stares up at Toji, his face pale, and he slowly takes a step back from you as he stares at Toji.

"How did you- how did you find out?" you said as soon as your friend was gone, a wave of fear rushing in your body.

"You thought you could fool me, doll?" Toji's eyes flicked back and forth, his gaze burning into yours. "I noticed you sneaking out of the house. You think I'm that stupid that I wouldn't have noticed that?"

Toji grasped your wrist, dragging you out of the party and towards his car as he pushed you into the passenger seat, shutting the car door. As he got into the driver's side, he slammed the car door and put the car in drive, before driving off into the night. He drove without a word, his knuckles white from how tight he was gripping the steering wheel.

"What were you thinking, doll?" Toji's voice was rough and stern, his grip on the steering wheel tightening, his jaw tightening as he spoke.

The car came to a stop at a red light, and Toji glanced over at you for a moment. "Going to a party by yourself in that tiny dress, what did you expect to happen?"

You looked down in your lap. "i didn't knew he would- i mean.." you said, your lips swollen from all the kissing.

Toji grit his teeth at the sight of your lips, before he looked forward again as the light turned green, and he continued to drive.

"Of course he would. Every man would." he said, his voice growing more and more cold and rough with each word he spoke. "You think those college boys would know how to treat you the right way?" He scoffed, shaking his head. "They won't even know how to make you finish."

you looked down at your lap, a bit ashamed because you knew that was right, they didn't know how to please a woman, all they care about is finishing themselves.

Toji's eyes flicked to yours again for a moment, noting the blush on your cheeks, before he continued to speak. "They won't know how to hold you, or how to kiss you, or how to touch you." he shook his head, scoffing again.

"And you do? you know how to please a woman?" You said testing your luck, the alcohol must make you really brave to say such a thing.

Toji's eyes darkened slightly at your words, and a smirk slowly formed on his lips as he glanced to you. "Oh, I know how to drive a woman wild, doll." His tone was suggestive and rough, as if daring you to challenge him.

"oh really?" you said, your voice coming out more seductive than you meant for it to be.

A suggestive chuckle escaped his lips as he glanced at you, his smirk widening. "Doll, the things I'd do to you would make you scream my name over and over again, until your voice gives out."

"prove it then."

A cocky, teasing smirk tugged at Toji's lips as he let out a chuckle in response to your challenge. He turns the car sharply, stopping it in an empty parking lot.

"Oh, doll. You want a preview?" he raised his eyebrow, before glancing over at your legs. "Unbuckle your seat belt."

You hesitated looking around "i-in public?" you didn't know Toji was serious, after all you were joking.

His words were firm and commanding as he spoke, his eyes flicking to yours and giving you a firm stare.

"I said, unbuckle your seatbelt." he repeated himself, his voice going a little rougher this time. Your heart beat a little faster in your chest in response to his commanding tone, and you found yourself hesitating for a moment. But when you looked into his eyes, you saw the dark desire in them as he spoke, and something about it made you feel almost compelled to listen to him.

Slowly, you reached down to unbuckle your seat belt, your breath hitching in your throat as you did so. "Good girl." he grinned, his words sending a shiver through your spine. "Lean your seat back." he commanded, his voice rough and firm as he gave the order.

"Look at you, waiting for your next Command like a good girl." he smirked as he spoke, his eyes darkening as he glanced over at you. "You're such a good girl, aren't you, doll?"

His fingers reached your thigh, slowing crawling up to your underwear, he touched the lacy material chuckling to himself,"Is that a thong?"

You looked away in embarrassment as you heard him chuckling darkly. "If you were that desperate, you could've just came to me, you know?" With one swift motion, he took off your thong, throwing it in the backseat of the car.

"Now, let me show you what pleasure is." He said as he dived his face right into your cunt, biting into your thigh, hard enough to draw blood. His tongue starts working at your clit, lapping up the juices. You cried out, your hands on his hair pulling at the locks.

"Tooooji" You cried out, tears forming in your eyes. His both gripped your thighs, nails digging into the flesh as he devoured your pussy. He looked up at you, making eye contact his eyes lidded with lust and passion. His hands reached for his pockets, and he pulled out his pack of cigarettes, pulling out on cig.

His hands reached for the lighter, kept in his car lighting the cigarette, and he took a puff, blowing the smoke into the car.

"W-what are you doing?" you said, leaning up watching him draw the burnt cigarette closer to your pussy.

"Hm? What's wrong?" Toji coos as he looks at you, while smirking. "'m gonna mark this pussy, make it mine." He said, putting the half burnt cig on your skin, the contact making you flinch at first, rolling back your eyes.

"There." Toji coos,"You're mine now, doll." He slaps your thigh harshly, leaving a red mark.

"Ride me like a good girl now, hm?" He said as he positioned you on his lap, pulling down his pants, his huge, no. giant cock, leaking red red with precum leaking out of the tip.

"I-It's too big- I don't think it will fit-" you cried out, seeing his cock. He chuckles mockingly,"Aw, what's wrong, doll? Never seen a cock this big? Them college boys don't have it?"

"You're gonna make it fit." He said, sliding you down on his cock as your cried out lewdly, moaning his name. You feel full, so full. You feel it in your abdomen, his hand gripping your waist.

"Take this dress off." Toji said half annoyed, as his hands pull the hem of your dress over his shoulders, leaving you in your bra. His hands work on your bra, he opens the hook with just one hand, freeing your breasts. Toji grabs your breasts roughly, his rough, calloused hands on your breasts squeezing and pulling at them.

He spits on your breasts, kneading the skins with his hands. You cry out in pleasure, and he begins moving, slapping his hips against yours. His hands are on your hips, helping you bounce on his cock.

"A-AH im gonna-" you cry out, gripping his shirt. Noticing that you're fully naked while he still has his shirt on. He chuckles mockingly,"Already cumming?" He said, gripping your hips harshly, as you bounced up and down on his cock, your breasts bouncing, mascara running down your face and lips swollen.

He grabs you by the neck, angling it and smashing his lips against your, his tongue working its way into your mouth and you taste yourself, as you moan into his mouth.

"Fuck, you're so tight" Toji groans, into your mouth. "Gonna mould this pussy, I'll ruin you for any other man." Toji squeezes your neck, not too painfully though.

You clench your pussy, cumming on his cock. He slaps your thigh harshly again,"Come on, give me another one- fuck." you cry as your breasts bounce, almost hurting.

"Who's cunt is this, baby?" Toji groans, his cock drawing inside and out of you again and again, a creamy base forming on the base of his cock. I clench again,"I asked you a question, you like it when I talk to you dirty?" He snaps his hips into yours.

"Y-yours! Only yours!" you moan out, gripping his shoulders, tears streaming down your face.

"M-hm, cum on my cock again, doll." He groans and you clench down on his cock, he paints your walls white as he cums inside you, filling you up completely. He snaps his hips breath heavily.

The car is filled with sweat, and heaving breathing. You feel weak, gripping his shoulders, falling back on the seat.

"That's what pleasure is." Toji said breathing heavily, pulling up his pants. His hands on the steering wheel.

"It's getting late, let's go home." He said as he throws your dress at you and chuckles,"You okay, doll?" He teased as you breathed heavily.

"- Im okay- fuck that was so good." You said as you pull the dress down on your body. You sit on the seat, adjusting it and buckling the seatbelt.

"You look fucked." Toji chuckles, as he starts the car pulling it out of the driveway. Your cheeks redden as you look at Toji shyly, the alcohol wearing off. "Your daddy is waiting at home. So, don't make it obvious."

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Passion, instant…

“Man, when was the last time you changed the oil on this thing?”

“The last time I had a good whiskey.”

Now, when your dad hyped Toji up, you weren’t amused at all, considering your dad’s other friends are, well, not very attractive. But, this stranger was hot as hell, currently standing shirtless in your garage. His attention was on fixing up the vintage Chevy your dad had sitting for years. Something about it’ll be a new hobby of mine, something to distract me from my little girl going off to school, but despite the ambition, that damn Chevy was taking up space and collecting dust.

Sweat beads fill me; Cupid's shot me…

He and Toji both began laughing a bit, still tending to their work. It wasn’t until you sat your suitcase down that they noticed you. Your dad was the first to see you, immediately rolling out on the dolly that was supporting his back. He came up to suffocate embrace you with the tightest hug you think he’s ever given you. He pulled back to get a good look at you, smiling real wide and kissing you on the forehead.

“You’re home! I thought you weren’t gonna be back until next week!”

“Well, Jordan may or may not have had an accident with the van while we were at a rest stop. The rest of us thought it would be safer to fly home, so here I am!”

“I told you that knucklehead was bad news, getting into an accident with my daughter in the car. I outta give him a piece of my mind.”

“Dad, I’m fine, no scratches or dents, at least on me. Plus, I think you’ve already given Jordan “a piece of your mind”, or must I remind you of when I brought him back home for Thanksgiving last year?”

“Damn it, I hate it when you're right.”

Toji, hearing the conversation play out, finally looked up from the car's hood.

My heartbeat's racing…tempt me, drive me.

Now, Toji had been around and seen a lot of women, but you, you were an angel in disguise. Your hair was curled, a pretty pink gloss, and a pair of little diamond earrings. Your crop top and cut-off shorts left little to the imagination, tits almost falling out the front and the bottom of your ass peeking out. Those shorts led down to your legs, smooth and glowing, finishing with a pair of bubblegum pink sneakers. You were fucking hot.

When your dad noticed Toji walk around the car, his face lit up a bit, bringing you over. He looked damn good, sweat dripping off his chest, down to his abs, and into the waistline of his jeans. And, boy, he was cut. You assume that all those years in the service were to thank for his physique, but you can tell he still frequents the gym, although you wish he would frequent you. He walked to the bench to grab a shirt, presumably to be appropriate, but your thoughts were nothing close to appropriate.

Feels so exciting, thought of highly. It's yours entirely, I’ll be…

“Toji, this is my daughter. Baby girl, this is Toji.”

“Well, hi there. Your dad’s told me a lot about you. How was college?”

“Hey! Hopefully, all good things! School was good, way stressful, though, especially junior year. I’m just happy to finally be home.”

“Well, little lady, it was nice to meet you. I gotta finish up on the car before this evening.”

Toji gives you a warm smile, walking back with your father to the car. At this point, you dismissed yourself, needing to dial down all of the horny thoughts you had. You figured you could unpack your bags and watch TV, but much to your dismay, Toji was still on your mind. It was getting late; you could tell from the sunset coming through your curtains. Your phone read 6:32, and almost on cue, your stomach started rumbling. You leave your room and head to the living room, figuring your dad would’ve sat down for his beer and movie routine. But he wasn’t. Nervously, you open the door to the garage, your dad and his friend still working.

“Ahem.”

They both averted their attention to you. Toji closed the hood as your dad checked his watch and looked up at you nervously.

“Well, would you look at that? It’s time for dinner!”

“Uh, yeah! What are we eating?”

“Chinese?”

“That’s fine with me.”

Toji had walked around grabbing his things as the conversation between you and your dad played out. Until your dad laid a hand on Toji’s shoulder.

“We’ll get this car moving before the end of the week, that is if you’re not too busy.”

“Fortunately, I’m not. Just doing some renovations on the house I bought.”

“Sounds great!”

“Well, I’ll leave you guys to it.”

Now, you weren’t about to let this opportunity pass you by, not when you had such a good excuse to see Toji some more.

I'll be more than a lover…

“Well, Dad, Toji should join us for dinner! Gotta screen the guy who’s hanging around you, ya know.”

“Hm, that’s a great idea. Toji, wanna join us?”

You were practically bursting with anticipation, praying he’d catch on to your advance. A simple dinner can’t hurt, right? Toji looked a little confused at first, but then he saw your face and gave you a smirk.

“Well, who am I to deny your request? Let me shower and get all this oil off, then I’ll drive back over in time for us to eat.”

Your heart was doing backflips; you couldn’t believe that actually worked.

“Yeah, I should wash up too. Baby girl, order the food, and it should be here by the time we’re done.”

“Sure can do!”

It’s like the food couldn’t come fast enough. You were so excited that you were half tempted to get the order yourself, but you came to terms with the fact you needed some self-control. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and you jumped like a fish to water. You could still hear the shower running in your dad’s room as you walked by, and you couldn’t be happier. As you approach the door, you stop at the mirror in the entryway. You fix your shirt a bit, making your boobs pop, and check your lipgloss and hair to make sure you look not just good, but hot. You opened the door with a smile that dropped almost instantly. The ring was from the food delivery guy. While you were happy to eat, you hoped it would be the man you wanted to eat at the door. You grabbed the cash your dad left on the console table, and when you turned around to hand the delivery guy the money, you nearly jumped at the sight of Toji walking up the driveway. You quickly handed the delivery guy the cash, heart pounding like crazy.

“I’ll go ahead and take these, thanks.”

More than a woman…

Toji grabbed the bags, smiled at the guy, and closed the door behind him. You led him to the kitchen table, where he sat down the food. You got a good look at him now. His hair was still damp from his shower, and he wore a white t-shirt and a pair of…grey sweatpants. You tried to be coy about it, but damn, did he have a bulge. It was like it was calling out to you, pressed into the leg of his pants. When you looked back up at his face, his eyes were checking you out before making eye contact. Deciding to be a little playful, you adjusted your shirt a bit, acting like you were fixing the fabric, but in reality, you were showing a little more skin. And Toji was getting an eyeful.

“So, ready for dinner?”

You didn’t even hear your dad come down the stairs, jolting a bit at his presence. He walked up to you, wrapping a hand around your shoulder and smiling.

“Didn’t mean to scare ya!”

More than enough for you...

This dinner started pretty simply, you and Toji glancing at each other now and then; acting like he wasn’t just ogling your body in the kitchen. Your dad, deep in his plate, hadn’t even noticed, every now and then taking a swig of his beer. That was until your dad got talkative.

“So, Toji, how ya likin’ things? Know it’s been forever since you’ve been home.”

“It’s nice, real quiet, the way I like it. Feels nice to be around people I know a little better, ya know?”

“Oh yeah, for sure. Same old folks, but we’ve had some new people come into town, wantin’ a break from the city.”

“Well, this is certainly the place to do it.”

“Lots of new women too; find any lookers?

You bit your inner lip at his question. It’s not like you expected Toji to be single, but you were back. So, he was as of now. You and Toji made eye contact before he answered his question, you looking up at Toji in curiosity and him giving you a smirk.

“I met someone, yeah. Not too sure about it, though.”

You chuckled at Toji’s answer, the table averting their eyes on you. Toji smiled smugly, your dad confused. Shit, you had to play it off fast.

“What’s with the question, Dad? Not like you’ve found any lookers. Well, except that lady that was definitely looking for you.”

Your dad was none the wiser, instantly went red and laughed.

“Toji gotta tell you about this one about a year ago; real hottie, real crazy too!”

I'll be more than a lover, more than a woman, even more under covers.

The rest of dinner went on smoothly; they caught up on old memories from high school, talked about Toji’s time in the service, and, of course, you. You’d long since gone to your room, leaving them to talk in the living room, but when you got out of the shower, you’d heard them talking about you. Now, you weren’t usually one to snoop, but it was a conversation about you. With Toji involved. You’d walked to the end of the hallway, behind the wall, as they sat in the living room drinking a couple of beers.

“I was real nervous about her out there by herself, especially when she met that boy. Know she likes him, but he’s bad news, can’t stay out of trouble.”

“Well, maybe now that she’s home, they’ll fall off. It’s different when they’re seeing each other every day.”

Toji was right. You hadn’t spoken to Jordan since you got home (which, to clarify, had nothing to do with Toji). After the whole van incident, you pretty much broke up with him. You guys had been fighting the whole trip, him insisting you should move with him to the city since school was over, but you weren’t interested in leaving your dad behind. The topic created distance between you; that flight back home signified the end of an era. But oh well, there’s a new one.

“I guess you’re right; there’s no pickins’ ‘round here, though. All of ‘em left for college or moved away. Don’t want her hanging out with me forever, but I wouldn’t mind that at all.”

“Trust me, she’ll find someone. Who knows? She’s a catch, for sure, but I think any guy would be intimidated meeting a dad like you!”

“Nonsense, if she found a real man, I’d be no problem.”

I'll be more than a lover, more than a woman, more than enough for you.

You stumbled at his statement, tripping into the living room a bit, their attention now on you. Now, when you were getting ready, you hadn’t originally intended on seeing Toji again for the night. So, that’s why you were wearing the shortest pajama shorts you had, paired with a tank top that, for all intents and purposes, was almost see-through.

“Babygirl! How are ya?”

“Oh! I’m, uh, good!”

You had to think fast. Why would you have been coming to the living room?

“I was just checking on you to make sure you go to sleep at a good time! Don’t forget you have to, um, take me to Leanne’s for breakfast! You said you’d take me as soon as I got back!”

“You’re right, honey, I completely forgot! I should probably head to bed now; that way, I’ll have enough time to get over this hangover.”

He looked over at Toji, who was standing up from the couch.

“Hey man, you should probably crash here. Don’t feel too comfortable with you driving after how many beers we threw back. Take the spare bedroom, farthest down the hall.”

“Yeah, Toji! Just want you to stay safe!”

You interjected the conversation, giving your dad one of those saccharine smiles that he was completely naive to, Toji smug across the room.

“Well, if you guys insist.”

Midnight grindin', heartrate's climbin'.

You waved your dad good night as you and Toji took your respective rooms. You originally intended to just go to bed, listen to some music, and drift off. Your anticipation made that last about ten minutes. With a master plan, you grabbed some blankets out of the hallway closet, knocking on the door to Toji’s room. He’d answered the door, shirtless, presumably about to go to sleep. Giving you a little smile, he stood to the side to let you in, closing the door behind him.

“What’s up, hun?”

“Oh, I, um, just wanted to see if you wanted more blankets; gets drafty in here.”

“Sure, thanks.”

You sat the blankets on the bed, Toji sitting next to them. Smiling at him, you began to lay the blankets out, his hand stopping you before you could finish.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll take care of it, wouldn’t wanna be too warm.”

“Yeah, you’re right.”

His hand on you made your body shiver, wishing that hand would’ve just thrown you on the bed and fucked you. But let’s not forget self-control.

“Well, if that’s all, I’ll leave you to it!”

You walked to the door, blushing as you tried to calm yourself down. Just open it and walk out-

“Is that all you wanted?”

Toji had walked over to you and laid his hand above you on the door, inches away from you.

You go, I go, 'cause we share pillows.

This could go one of two ways. You could very easily say “yes” and walk back to your room. But your pussy started talking for you.

“Depends. Did you need something else?”

Toji looked you down, licking his lips on the way up. When he met your eyes again, you were smirking, catching him in the act. Not that he really cared. He brought a hand up to your thin top, playing with the hem, not breaking eye contact as he saw your nipples perk up, shirt barely covering them.

“A little inappropriate, huh? Probably be best to cover up.”

“Not if anyone’s looking.”

He gave you a little snort, getting a good look at how flustered you were.

“What if someone is looking?”

“Then, they should do something about it. Hate to walk around inappropriately, right?”

His hand stopped playing with the hem, instead pulling your top down slowly, stopping right before your nipple was exposed.

“Is that so?”

“Yeah, unless they’re enjoying it, looking that is.”

He pulled it down a bit more, nipple fully exposed, his eyes watching it intently.

“Dontcha gotta be up early?”

“That would be right. Thought about staying up a little later, though.”

“Why’s that?”

“Thought it’d be nice to have a little fun.”

He brought his hand up, finger lightly grazing your nipple, making your heart skip a beat.

“I might be able to help with that.”

“Yeah?”

Toji rubbed your nipple with one finger, teasing you.

“Yeah, I can…”

Chase me, leave me…

You brought your lips up to his before he stopped you, pulling your shirt back up and walking away from you. What. The. Fuck.

“But I probably shouldn’t. Wouldn’t want you to miss out on rest.”

You gave him an annoyed look, rolling your eyes, turning to leave the room. As you opened the door, you were met with your dad giving a surprised look to you and Toji. You started to panic, fuck, did he hear any of that? Surely not, he would instantly-

“Hey there! Wanted to let you know there were extra blankets and stuff in the hall closet.”

He looked past you and at the bed, smiling in contentment. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder, giving one of those wide smiles he always does.

“Look, seems like my baby girl here was already on it! Great hospitality; thought you might’ve lost that when you left outta here.”

Yeah, great hospitality, alright. You were ready to give Toji the best damn stay of his life. You gave your dad a playful jab, walking past him as you two waved goodnight to Toji. When you went back to your room, your head kept spinning. Had he heard your dad coming? Is that why he stopped? Fuck, he’d played with your nipple and everything, if you could even call it that. 

Shit, at least you knew one thing: it was time to put your vibrator to good use.

I don't think you're ready for this thing…

Constant pleasures, no scale can measure. 

That whole thing was two days ago. Since then, you’d tried to avoid Toji altogether, too embarrassed to face him, always having something to do when he came to work on the car. That was until your dad intervened.

“Hey, sweetie. Can we talk about something?”

Fuck, this was it. He’d known this whole time and just waited to say something. You sat on your bed as he stood in the doorway, a look of concern on his face. You were too bugged out to say something, just nodded and waited for his response.

“Well, remember when I told you I’d have the pool in the back cleaned out and ready by the time you got home this summer?”

“Uh-huh…”

“Well, time got the best of me, so it’s not done, probably not til next month. But, Toji’s pool is in top shape! That is if you still wanna swim. I asked, and he said that’s perfectly fine.”

“That would be great, thanks, Dad!”

You just hit the fucking gold mine. Firstly, of course, you wanted to go the pool, but a reason to go over to Toji’s, half-naked? Oh, this was just what you needed. Once your dad left, you rummaged the room for materials for your scheme: cute swimsuit, sunscreen, towel, all the good stuff. Except your swimsuit was more of a bikini well, actually, it looked more like a thong and tiny bra. So, pretty damn hot.

Secret treasures, keeps on getting better.

“I’m gonna take the car, okay?”

“Okay, honey, drive safe!”

You’d got over to Toji’s somewhat fast, only about a ten-minute drive, but that ten minutes felt like forever. Especially to the one screaming at you through your bottoms. You’d knocked on the door, breathing in and out to prepare for him to come. Except he didn’t. You didn’t wanna be a weirdo or anything, but your dad did tell him you’d be coming and his car was in the driveway, so where the hell was he? Only one way to find out. You’d open the gate door on the side of the house, walking the pathway to the pool. There was no sign of him so you went ahead and put your stuff down, putting on your sunscreen and-

“Hey, sweetheart.”

“Uh, hey!”

You nearly jumped out of your damn skin. Toji had crept up on you, presumably from the house, as the back door was open and he was holding a water bottle. He gave it to you, chuckling a bit at your surprised look.

“Didn’t mean to scare ya. Well, you have the pool. Feel free to stay as long as you’d like.”

Was he acting completely normal? Maybe you had overanalyzed the other night; maybe it wasn’t nearly as horny as it felt. Then again, he had made somewhat of a move on you; maybe you’d test to see if that feeling was still there.

“Hey, Toji, before you go, I can’t get the sunscreen on my back. Can you help with that?”

“Sure, no problem.”

Do you wanna roll with me?

Toji gave you a smirk, taking the sunscreen from you and turning around so he could apply it. His hands were a bit calloused and cold, but they were warming up your skin like fire. Every stroke of his hand got you wetter and wetter, almost melting into his touch as he rubbed the sunscreen into your skin. He’d been careful, stopping right before applying it to your ass, almost waiting for your clearance.

“Touch me.”

He chuckled a bit, bringing his hands down to your ass, massaging the skin there. Your body was working for you, slightly moving as he applied it, moan about to escape from your lips.

“All done, princess.”

With that, he slapped your ass and walked back into the house, leaving you sexually frustrated again. You sighed in exhaustion, you were more than hoping to get your rocks off, but that’d have to wait. Again. That wasn’t gonna stop you from teasing him; you’d play into this coy little game of his. You got into the pool now, swimming for a bit while you thought of what to do next. Part of you wanted to just go in there naked and tell him to fuck you, but that was a little too brave. Instead, you had a better idea.

“Hey, Toji?”

He walked out of the house, walking over to you at the pool. It hadn’t gone unnoticed that you were giving him those fuck me eyes.

“Yes, ma’am?”

“I need some help, my swimsuit top broke!”

You brought your body out of the water a bit, straps floating as you held the fabric to your chest. Toji wiped his face down, smirking at your dedication to this bit.

“Accidents happen. Let’s go inside; I got a shirt you can wear.

We can go to foreign lands, your hand in my hand.

Before you entered Toji’s house, another idea hatched.

“I’d hate to get water all over your floor! I can wait here til you get it.”

With a confused look, he shrugged and walked in. After a couple of minutes, he returned with a shirt, definitely a bit bigger than your figure, along with a towel. You began drying yourself off, taking extra care to dry the places he was actively staring at.

“That should fit you. I can make you something to eat; I’m sure you’re hungry after all that swimming.”

“Thanks, here, hold this so I can put it on.”

You handed him your swim top, chest fully exposed, nipples hard from the change of temperature. His face went flustered as he held it, eyes glued to your tits. With a smile, you brought the shirt over your head, putting it on as he watched you.

“These are wet; should probably take these too.”

With that you brought your fingers to the hem of your bottoms, pulling them down and handing them to Toji, fully naked now except for his shirt. He was chuckling, almost red from the boldness you had. You walked past him into the house, waiting for him on the kitchen island as he closed the back door. You pretty much knew you had him, but you needed that thing to take him right over the edge. So, you did. Toji walked up to you now, leaning against the counter opposite of you, giving you an expectant look.

“So, what are we eating…hopefully me.”

That was enough. Toji cleared the distance between you, hand wrapping behind your neck as he brought you in to kiss you. The kiss was hungry and needy; all that pent-up sexual frustration finally getting handled. You let him lead, hand coming down to rub your pussy before slipping his fingers inside you, eliciting a moan from you.

“You know we shouldn’t be doing this, but you’re quite the naughty one.”

“I am and obviously so are you; if not you wouldn’t be fingering me.”

“Got a point there.”

He smiled a bit, tilting your head so he can suck the skin of your neck, kissing you in all the right places.

“If you want me so bad, why’d you stop? Hear my dad coming?”

“Coincidence, sweetheart. Didn’t hear him at all.”

“So, why not continue?”

He brought your legs up, sitting you on the counter as he brought his hand down to grip your ass.

“Cause I’d feel bad about fucking my friend's daughter in his house.”

“So, fuck me here.”

Do you wanna ride with me?

Toji picked you straight up, throwing you over his shoulder as he walked to his room, you laughed as he brought you up the stairs. Once in his bedroom, he closed the door and sat you on the bed, undressing before taking you out of his shirt. In a swift motion, he laid you down, body coming over yours to kiss you again, pulling back slightly to get a good look at you.

“So, what about your little boyfriend?”

“What boyfriend?”

He laughed as he brought his fingers to you again, this time, rubbing your clit as you moaned underneath him. Moving down slowly, he caught one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking and pulling at it with his tongue. It had you moaning, arching your back slightly as he brought his other hand up to play with your other nipple. The one that started it all. He’d found his way to your stomach licking a line straight down as he made eye contact with you, finally stopping when his tongue met your bud. Quickly, he flipped you two over, laying on his back as he sat you on his face. He didn’t give you time to prepare at all, arm pinning your legs down as his tongue worked wonders on your clit. Fuck, it was fantastic. Every lick had you gripping his headboard tighter, grinding against his face as you lost yourself in his mouth. He had you moaning near screaming, eyes on you as he worked his tongue underneath you. You couldn’t even look at him, too involved with your impending orgasm. You truly didn’t give a fuck, taking his mouth for yourself as you felt yourself about to cum. You’d thrown your head back now, Toji seeing you about to unfold and licked your clit even faster, arms bringing you so close he could suffocate. Then, it was bliss.

Your orgasm hit you hard, hand clenching on the headboard so hard you could swear you broke it. You rode it all the way out, moving your hips against his mouth as he lapped up your cum. He’d started loosening his grip on your thighs, holding you to prevent you from tipping over, and laid you on your back. You were on cloud nine, eyes still fluttering as you came down. Toji brought his face down to yours, kissing your cheek and then moving his lips to your ear.

“You did so good, taste fucking great too. You okay?”

“Fuck me.”

We can be like Bonnie and Clyde, me by your side.

Toji laughed at your bluntness as he opened your legs and sat them on either side of his hips.

“Whatever you say, princess.”

You were in fucking need. Cumming on his mouth was amazing, but you knew you didn’t wanna stop there, and neither did he. You opened your legs even wider for him, pulling him down by his neck to kiss him, bucking your hips into his waist as your sensitive bud brushed against his boxers. You could feel your wetness soaking into the fabric, making his dick harder than a brick. Swiftly, he fell back, making quick work to take off his boxers and climb back on top of you. Fuck, he had a big dick. His lips hovered over yours as you groaned in anticipation, feeling him rub against your lips, toying with you.

“Ready for me? Don’t wanna hurt ya.”

“Yes, sir.”

That lit a fire in him, hungrily bringing your hips towards him and then kissing your cheek. And just like that, he slipped in. He took his time, moving what felt like inch by inch to let you adjust to him. It did hurt a bit, but all that ended when he was all the way in, kissing you as he started moving his hips. It felt so fucking good. Toji stroked you slowly, being real careful with you as he exhaled on your shoulder, making you shudder under him. He’d pulled up and sat on his hands now, looking for that green light in your eyes for him to go faster, and once you gave it, he gave it to you exactly how you needed it.

I'll be more than a lover…

Toji had a steady pace, hands gripping your hips to steady you as he fucked into you. Your eyes had rolled back, whimpering as you gave your body to him. He knew exactly what to do with it, satisfying any craving you’d had up to that point. He fell in love with the way you moaned his name, fueling his thrusts to faster, making you moan it even louder.

“Toji…”

“Looks like those college boys haven’t been fucking you right, huh?”

“No, sir…”

“Don’t worry, ima take real good care of you.”

And that he did. He had you scratching his back, trying to get a grip as he fucked you. His hand had long since found your leg, pulling it up to your stomach to fuck you deeper. He was hitting everything inside you, felt like his dick was made for you. He was definitely right; the boys at school were shit in bed, either only fucking til they came in 3 minutes or not eating you out at all. None of them were ever as big as Toji either, especially not Jordan, he hadn’t fucked you nearly as good as this. Probably because of age, learned how to really please a woman after all these years, and fuck, you wanted it all to yourself.

More than a woman…

“Hold on tight, baby.”

Toji flipped you over so you were on top, hands gripping your ass as he slammed you on his dick. It was hard not to just scream his name over and over, wanting to be a little tame as he fucked you. But that was all over when he picked up his pace again. You could barely hold yourself up, hands gripping his shoulders as he guided you, giving it to you in that special spot that had you dying inside. Shamelessly, you threw your hips back on him as you screamed his name, him smiling below you.

“Looks like I found your sweet spot. Let me hear you baby, wanna know just how good I’m making you feel.”

“So fucking good, Toji…So good…”

He’d slapped your ass to say good girl, making you whimper every few thrusts when he did it. You finally reached a point where you could actually look at him; his face was sweating, hair sticking to it as he looked at you smugly like he was waiting to see your reaction to him taking you. He was fucking hot, something about the hungry look in his eyes had your pussy clenching around him, making him groan and bite that scar on his lip. You knew you weren’t gonna last very much longer, that fire rising inside you as he synced your bodies together.

“I see it, princess. Let me have it.”

You tried your best to hold in, wanting to hold off so you could get fucked longer, but it was just too good to hold back. Your fingers gripped his shoulders so hard you’d swear they’d bruise, screaming his name. He brought a hand up to your face, moving it so he could look at you as you came. You had been closing your eyes so hard your mascara smeared, lips plump from all the kissing, and face warm and flustered from how hard it was hitting you. He’d fucked you deep, wanting to feel your pussy spasm on every inch of him, sending him into overdrive. As you rode out your orgasm, he was chasing his, body turning to putty as he claimed your pussy as his. Toji was sexy as hell, groaning and moaning your name as he fucked his cum inside you.

Even more under covers.

You couldn’t keep it together anymore, so fucked out that you tipped over, Toji catching you as you fell. He laid you down gently, resting your head on the pillow as he pulled out of you. You were fucking done. You’d almost fallen asleep, head falling to the side as your body came to terms with just how much pleasure it had experienced.

“Hold on baby, let me take care of you first.”

Toji walked to his bathroom, wetting a washcloth and cleaning you up. You squirmed a bit at the overstimulation, too tired to even let out a moan. He’d pulled the covers over you, brushing your hair as you drifted to sleep. He’d gotten in bed next to you, lying down. Then the damn doorbell rang. Irritated, he got up and threw on some clothes, trying to be presentable enough to open the door. Fuck, whatever it was, it better be-

“Hey, Toji! Have ya seen her ‘round? She forgot her phone back at the house.”

I'll be more than a lover, more than a woman, more than enough for you.

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𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐘.

you stood over the stove as you stirred the pot of ramen. swaying your hips to the music you had playin through the kitchen, patiently waiting for your husband and baby boy to arrive back home.

since megumi developing his technique, toji has been taking him on missions with him. you trusted your husband to keep your little boy safe, as you’ve experienced first hand what toji is capable of. but that didn’t stop the worrying in the back of your mind of your boys getting hurt. when he took little megumi out the first time, you called a total of 15 times within 2 hours to make sure he was ok, toji reassured you that you were overthinking it and he was safe. you’ve calmed yourself a little over the last few missions, but you had to fight back the urge with all your might not to call him ever second. because if something were to happen to your baby, the world would burn in flames.

just as you turned the stove off, you heard the front door open. you smiled as you reached behind your back and undid your apron, placing it on the counter. you fixed your long maxi dress that you wear around the house. as you turned around, you see tojis big frame walk through the kitchen, with megumi behind you. “hello my boys” you beam as you lean on your tippy toes to kiss him. he returned it placing his hands on your hips and pecking your lips.

“hey sexy, what you cooking in here? smells good” he said with a cheeky smile. but you knew all too well, he was hiding something behind that devious smile. your smile dropped, “toji, what did you do” you scowl at him as you leaned back. your eyes avert to megumi but toji stood in front of him before you could get to him. you frown looking at your husband, “what are you doing? move i wanna see my son” you say trying to go around him. he moved in front of you again. this time you started getting irritated.

“toji move the hell out the way” you say as you size him up and down. he knew all too well to not piss you off. he’d never hear the end of it. he sighed as he slowly moved out the way. “hey momma” megumi said with a smile as he looked up at you. your mouth fell open as you stare at his black eye, and his shirt kinda torn. you slowly looked at toji then back at megumi who still had that adorable smile, as if his eye wasn’t purple and black.

you rushed over to him grabbing his shoulders as you bring him into your embrace. “baby what happened to your eye” you say as you inspect his face, squishing his jaw in your hands making his chubby cheeks squeeze together.

“nothing happened to his eye” toji said as he walked over and crouched on side of you. you snapped your head in his direction, “no you shut up”

“megumi, what happened to your eye” you asked him.

“uncle gojo accidentally hit me in my face when he was wrestling with daddy, when they defeated to curse” he said. tojis head fell, already knowing you were about to blow a fuse.

“hey megumi, go to your room and play with your toys, i’ll be up in a second to put some medicine on your eye ok, then we can eat dinner” you smile.

“ok! can we have chocolate cake for dessert” he asked as he jumped in place. “of course sweetheart, anything you want” you said as you placed multiple kisses on his face. he giggled loudly, “mommy stop it, i get it” he said. you smiled as you watched him run upstairs.

once he was out of view you turned around and looked at toji. “i should bust your ass toji fushiguro. you had one job. one fucking job, and that was to keep my baby, OUR baby safe and you bring him back here with a black eye? and a curse ?? you told me you would take him to jujustu high and he’d do small missions with you? it taking everything in me not to break your goddamn neck” you say with venom laced in your voice as you grab the big first aid kit in the cabinet.

“i know i know babe, i’m sorry it really was an accident, i swear it won’t happen again” he said as he rubbed his hand on the back of his neck, fearful to even look at your eyes right now. you sighed as you leaned on the counter looking down and then at the ceiling.

“MOMMY HURRY UP! i wanna show you what daddy taught me” you heard megumi yell. you finished getting the first aid and closed the cabinet.

“i’m coming baby!” you scream back to him.

you begin walking toward the stairs as you look at toji who could just feel the angry aura radiating off of you.

“we not done talking about this, you lucky he saved your ass” you say as you walk away with anger in each step.

“oh and tell gojo i’m gonna break my foot off in his fucking ass”

[portagas-chan]

Toji x Reader: Stockholm Syndrome

A/n: Zenin Toji was assigned on a mission to kidnap [L/n] [Y/n] and kill everyone who tries to get in the way of it. This contains swearing and smut.

Toji loved gambling more than anything else. He sat by the bench watching horses racing as he bet on one. Shiu Kong approached him and sat down beside him. "Why do you bother betting on horses when you have never even won before?"

Toji glared at him, "Let me enjoy this in peace."

Shiu lit his cigarette and puffed out smoke, "I've got a job for you. It's worth a lot." Toji grinned, "How much are we talking about?"

"30 million yen," Shiu answered making Toji lick his lips at the price.

"What's it about?"

"It's very simple. You have to kidnap a girl named [L/n] [Y/n], kill everyone who tries to get in the way, and send her to this old rich man. I will give you the address of her workplace. It seems the old man has taken a liking to her and is rather desperate to get her," Shiu explained.

Toji leaned back on the bench and looked up, "So I'm suppose to sell her off to some old perverted filthy rich man trying to get in her pants?"

"That's another way to put it," Shiu looked at him before showing him a picture of [Y/n] and the old man who wants her. Toji grinned widely when he saw how [Y/n] looks like. "No wonder that old man is desperate to get her."

What Toji said made Shiu narrow his eyes at him, "But she's not for you, Toji."

Toji chuckled, "I know, I know."

[Y/n]'s POV

It was late at night and the restaurant is about to be close when another customer came in. He was wearing a black compression shirt with white baggy pants. He had a scar on the corner of his lips.

I approached him and noticed that he was very tall, "I'm sorry sir but the restaurant is about to close."

He looked down at me with a blank face. His cold stare made me shiver for some reason. I didn't know why but I had a bad feeling.

He sighed, "I thought I made it in time." He turned around and left leaving me in confusion.

"I thought he would at least put up a fight," I muttered but shrugged it off and continue to clean up.

I bid my manager farewell and wear my purse as I left the restaurant. I walked alone at night, heading back home when someone grabbed my arm making me halt. My heart was beating so fast. My worse nightmare was coming true.

I turned around to see the same man that I saw before and sighed in relief. "Is there something I can help you with?"

He ignored my question, "Are you [L/n] [Y/n]?"

"Yes, how do you know me?" I raised my eyebrow in suspicion.

He grinned widely, "Good."

"What-" I was cut off when he suddenly picked me up and put me over his shoulder. My eyes widened in fear as I panicked. I was getting kidnapped. I squirmed around trying to get off him but his grip was too strong.

"Let go of me!" I shouted.

I gasped in surprise when he suddenly slapped my ass, "Shut up and do as I say."

"No, let go of me!" I continued to struggle and he rolled his eyes.

He stopped in front of a black car and opened the front seat throwing me inside. He walked over to the driver's seat and sat down. He took out a rope he kept inside his car and tried to tie my hands together.

I struggled pushing him away and I could tell that I was pissing him off. He roughly grabbed the back of my head with a fist full of my hair making me yelp in pain. He slammed his lips onto mine shocking me from his sudden action as I froze on the spot.

He forcefully put his tongue in my mouth and I shut my eyes wanting this to end already. He finally stopped kissing me and I panted for air. He smirked at the sight, "Just be fucking obedient or else it will get worse from here."

I stopped struggling when I saw the look in his eyes. It was filled with lust, frustration and craziness.

He harshly grabbed my cheeks with his hand making me look up at him, "That's a good girl."

He put on my seat belt before putting his own and started driving.

Tears started to form in my eyes before coming out as I quietly sobbed. The whole ride was silent except for the sound of engine and my quiet sobs.

He started, "I've never introduced myself to you, did I? I'm Zenin Toji also known as the Sorcerer Killer. It's nice to meet you, [Y/n]."

I can't believe this man. Is he seriously introducing himself to me in a proper way as if he isn't kidnapping me right now? "It sucks to meet you, Toji."

Toji laughed as if to mock my situation.

"Where are you taking me?" I hesitantly asked.

"You want to know what's going on or you want to find out when you get there?" Toji gave me two choices and obviously I chose the first option.

"The first one," I answered and Toji snickered. "I'm an assassin hired to kidnap you for an old man who's trying to get in your pants. He's filthy rich too!"

I looked at him like he's crazy, "You can't fucking do that to me!"

Toji laughed, "Yes, I can! Do you know how much your pretty little face and that sexy body worth?" He gripped my chin and leaned closer to my face, "30 fucking million yen! Can you believe it?"

"Stop fucking laughing! This isn't funny!" I glared at him.

"Say whatever you want, darling but that money is mine," Toji coldly said without a hint of sympathy.

My face turned into a look of despair when I realize he wasn't going to free me in anyway.

The car stopped in front of a closed gate as a security guard knocked on Toji's window. Toji rolled down the window, "I've got the girl."

"What girl?" The guard asked.

"[Y/n]," Toji smirked and the guard looked at his companion motioning him to open the gate. The gate opened and Toji and drive inside the mansion.

I looked through the window, trying to accept my cruel fate. Toji parked his car and got out of the car. He opened the door to the front seat and leaned inside as he took off my seat belt.

"Get out," He coldly said and I did as he said.

Toji put his arm around my shoulder making sure I won't escape as he walked inside the mansion. My lips trembled as tears threatened to come out. This is it. This is where the happiness of my life ends.

We went inside and saw an old man siting on a very expensive fancy-looking couch surrounded by bodyguards.

I grimaced at the sight of the old man. He was a disgusting perverted ugly fat pig. I really don't want to be sold off to him. I really hate this.

The old fat pig laughed in joy, "You must be the sorcerer killer, Zenin Toji. As always, you never fail when it comes to business like this! Now, [Y/n] come sit on your sugar daddy's lap."

I internally gagged and looked at him in disgust. I was about to walk towards him when Toji held me back.

"Wait, where's my money, old man?" Toji asked.

The old fat pig grinned, "Of course! How could I forget?" He snapped his finger and one of his bodyguard placed a black suitcase on the table opening it revealing 30 million yen.

Toji grinned widely at the sight of the money, "This is real money. Perfect!" Toji let go of his hand letting me go but I gripped his arm tightly making him look at me.

I looked at him with tears coming out from eyes and sliding across my cheeks. My lips trembled with fear. I was scared. I shook my head signaling him that I don't want to go.

The old fat pig was getting impatient at this point. "What's wrong? Come here already!"

Toji glared at the old man before looking back at me, his facial expressions switching immediately. He gave me a smug smile, "Tell you what, darling. I will give you two more choices."

I looked at him in silence waiting for him to continue.

"Be in the possession of this pathetic old fart or be in my possession," Toji smirked at the last sentence.

I quickly went behind him clutching his shirt, "I want to become your possession."

Toji licked his lips seemingly satisfied with my choice, "Now, that's more like it."

"What did you say?!" The pathetic old fart looked like he was about to explode from anger. "Get that girl and kill him!"

"Close your eyes, darling," Toji grinned and I did as he told me.

Before I knew it, it was over in a flash. I stood there with my hands covering my eyes when Toji untied the rope on my hands and I opened my eyes. I saw blood splattered everywhere and the old fart was dead. I couldn't care less though. I'm glad he was dead.

Toji suddenly carried me and I hugged my arms around his shoulder and my legs around his waist as I clinged onto him like a koala. His other hand was holding the suitcase filled with money and we walked out of the mansion.

This time, he gently sat me down at the front seat of his car before getting into the driver's seat. He wasted no time and drive away from the mansion.

I broke the silence, "By the way, this is a fancy car you have. Where did you get it?" I looked at him.

"I stole it," Toji said in a monotone voice. I burst out in laughter, "I knew it."

Toji looked at me and slightly blushed at the sight of my laughter.

We arrived at what seemed like his apartment and I got out of the car. He walked ahead of me and I walked behind him as he unlocked the door to his apartment.

He opened the door getting inside and he pulled my arm dragging me in before closing the door and pinning me against it. He locked the door and wasted no time kissing me.

I gladly kissed him back putting my arms around his shoulders. I pulled him closer to my body as I made out with him opening my mouth to let his tongue enter.

Toji roughly kissed me grabbing my hair pulling me close before breaking the kiss for air. We breathe heavily with a string of saliva connecting our mouth.

Toji took off my shirt and threw it on the ground and I took off my shorts at the same time leaving me only in my undergarments.

Toji smirked at the sight, "All this just for me."

He picked me up putting me over his shoulder and slapping my ass harshly making me moan in pain. It was going to leave a mark for sure. He walked towards his bedroom and threw me on the bed.

He got on top of me and took off his shirt exposing his muscles and abs.

"Like what you see?" Toji cocked his head to the side with a smug smile. I blushed in response making him chuckle.

"Don't be shy, darling because there's more," He took off his pants and his huge hard cock twitching inside his boxers was visible.

My eyes widened at the sight, 'Its so big!'

Toji smirked at my reaction leaning down to kiss me as his hands worked to unclasp my bra and taking off my underwear.

He kissed my neck sucking on it leaving a mark as his hands played with my boobs pinching on my nipple making me moan.

He sucked on my nipple and lightly biting on it while his hand went to pull on my other nipple as I squirmed under him.

Toji traveled down to my pussy as he stared at me from that angle making me blush from embarrassment.

"Look at you, all wet already," Toji said as he blew on my pussy making me flinch. He licked onto my pussy eating me out earning a loud moan from me. He sucked on my clit while his fingers rubbed on my pussy.

"Toji~" I moaned his name. Toji got up to kiss me as his fingers entered my pussy and stretching it out by making scissoring gestures. I moaned in pain, "Toji, fingering hurts."

I looked at him in pain and his eyes softened. "Okay, then I will make you feel good."

Toji travelled down again as he eats me out constantly licking and sucking on my clit.

"It feels weird," I muttered as I grabbed Toji's hair and pulled him closer to my pussy as my back arched. "I think I'm about to..."

I wasn't able to finish my sentence when I came all over Toji's face which he gladly licked. "Delicious," Toji smirked and I blushed.

Toji got up and pulled down his boxer, releasing his monstrous cock. I stared at it like I've never seen one before.

"Your first time seeing it?" Toji asked and I nodded my head. "Do you think it will fit inside of me?"

"Don't worry, we will work it out," Toji kissed my forehead reassuringly.

I stopped him as I got up and kneeled down in front of him, "I want to make you feel good."

Toji furrowed his eyebrows, "You sure you're okay with it?"

I nodded my head and licked the tip making him shudder. I licked his cock before putting it inside my mouth. Its so big that I couldn't fit everything inside my mouth so I used my hands to stroke the rest of his length.

I continue to bob my head on his cock making Toji groan in pleasure. Toji was starting to get impatient with my slow pace and he grabbed the back of my head moving it at a fast pace.

I gagged when his cock hit the back of my throat as tears came out. Toji was lost in pleasure as he continued to make me suck his cock at a fast pace.

"Fuck," Toji cursed when he felt that familiar sensation. He continued to bob my head until he slowed down before stopping completely when his cock hit the back of my throat and came inside my mouth.

I removed his cock from my mouth and gagged and coughed. Toji gripped my chin making me look at him. My mouth was open with his semen dripping from my mouth and tears coming out due to gagging.

Toji was hard again. He liked this side of me. You looked so erotic. He kissed you again not caring that he was tasting his own semen.

Toji broke the kiss and flipped me over as I was now on all fours with my ass facing him.

"Sorry, [Y/n] but I can't hold back anymore."

"Huh?"

Toji entered his whole cock in one go making me scream in pain as he tear my virgin hole. I could feel blood dripping down my thighs.

"Bare with me, baby. I promise you will feel good soon," Toji said as he kissed my cheek before fucking me from behind.

Toji pressed my head on the pillows as he continued to fuck me roughly at a fast pace.

Slowly but surely, the pain was subsiding and I was starting to feel good. His huge cock was big enough to hit that certain spot which made me feel pleasurable.

"Yes! There!" I moaned in pleasure as he continued to brutally hit that spot over and over again. He continued to fuck me mercilessly.

I felt that feeling again, "Toji! I think I'm about to cum again!" I moaned loudly when it was finally released. However, Toji continued to pound inside my sensitive pussy before he also reached his high.

Toji groaned in pleasure as he threw his head back. He came inside of me. We both panted heavily and Toji slipped outside of me. My body went limb and I was about to close my eyes when Toji picked me up and sat me on his lap.

"Toji, what are you-" I was cut off when I saw Toji's grin.

"Round 2."

Toji slipped his hard cock inside of me again and he placed his hands on my hips helping me to move as I bounce off his cock. I started riding him until we both reached our climax.

His bedroom was filled with the noises of groans and moans.

We finally reached our high and I panted heavily. I held Toji's cheeks with my hands before softly kissing him to which he returns. Toji was handsome. He was an assassin but I couldn't care less about it. He saved me. If it wasn't for him, I would have been living my life in the worst way possible.

I hugged him tightly and he embraced me back gently carressing my hair. That was when I realized,

I fell in love with my kidnapper.

[japkitsune]

toji x f!reader

summary: you get groped in the club and you come home to your boyfriend, Toji, who tries his best to comfort you

content/warnings: mentions of being groped by a man/unconsented touching, pure fluff, f!reader x toji who’s your long term boyfriend 

word count: 2.7k

a/n: this may be triggering to some so pls read with caution! i thought of this scenario after experiencing this myself this is so not me projecting my own trauma into fictional writing and i just thought this would be a perfect toji hc PLS GOD WHY ISNT THIS MAN REAL i love me some smutty toji but i also love imagining this man be soft from time to time too <3

The blaring of the music suddenly came to a standstill- you whipped your head back just to realize it was all in your head. The music from the DJ booth, the wild array of colors from the club’s spotlights; they were all still there, but time felt like it just suddenly came to a halt. You froze in your position, elbows resting on the bar, leaning slightly forward, when you realized your ass was being groped by an unknown man’s hand. Without even thinking, you turned your head to the right, no one was there. When you turned your head to the left, you saw a man talking to the bartender, ordering his batch of drinks. You squinted at him, trying to make his face out under the dim lights and flashing colors. I don’t know this man. Still frozen in your stance, he removes his hand from your behind and smirks. He was wearing a jacket decorated with a famous designer brand’s logo, gold chains hanging from his neck, and hair done up a little bit too well. You could tell he was well off, and judging from his actions, you could immediately conclude that he was nothing but a snotty-rich brat who thinks he could get away with anything. Before you could give him the satisfaction of showing any sort of reaction, you pushed your arms off the bar and stormed off, opposite his direction. 

Your head felt fuzzy. Was it anger? Disgust? Frustration? You didn’t know what emotion was coming over you. You mindlessly pushed your way through the crowd, ignoring the dirty looks and curses thrown at you from intrusively making your way to your table. When you reached your group, your friends were all on their feet, dancing to the beat of another generic EDM song. You tried to compose yourself as best as you could before reaching them, but you were always the type to wear your emotions on your sleeve. 

“Y/N, honey, what’s wrong? Where are the drinks?” Your friend immediately noticed something was off about you. Her curly locks that were put up in a ponytail when you all first arrived are now messily spread out over her shoulders. 

“I don’t feel so good right now. I think I’m gonna head home first.” You crossed your arms over your stomach, faking a stomachache. 

You trusted your friends. You knew that if you told them about what just happened, they’d know exactly what to say and do to make you feel better. But you didn’t want to bring down their mood, and right now, you just wanted to be where you felt safe, home. 

“Okay, sweetie, I’ll come with you on your way out, gimme a sec.” You nodded at her, thankful she didn’t pry any further. After grabbing your bag and saying your goodbyes to your other girlfriends, you two made your way out of the club. 

You sighed in relief when the club doors closed behind you, somewhat blocking off the music from the inside. You pulled out your phone to check the time, 11:24pm. 

“Are you sure you can get home by yourself? Why don’t you call Toji and get him to pick you up?” Your friend showed obvious signs of concern on her face as she gently rubbed your arm up and down. 

“It’s okay, I think my tipsiness has worn off. And I’ll just take a taxi back.” You reassured her with a gentle smile. 

A part of you wants to call your boyfriend immediately and have him pick you up from this place. You wanted to report everything that happened to him, and you know he’ll be right next to you in a matter of seconds after learning about what you just encountered. But you also knew all too well how Toji would react, and the last thing you want happening right now is your boyfriend murdering a man. The thought sent shivers down your spine. 

Your friend steps up to the curb of the street to hail you a taxi. After giving the driver your address, you walk up to her to give her a hug. You didn’t notice but the hug you gave her was extra tight, and you stayed in that position for a few seconds longer. Although your friend noticed that this was seemingly out of your character, she decided not to ask any further and just wished you a safe trip back. 

The ride home was quiet, a little too quiet for your liking. The taxi driver had the radio on, but the volume was turned down to the point it was barely audible. You found yourself crossing your arms around yourself as if you were hiding or protecting yourself from unknown harm. It’s not that you didn’t feel safe inside the taxi, but the feeling you felt at that bar started creeping up on you, reminding you of the unpleasantness of it all. 

Finally, after about fifteen minutes of silence, your house came to view. You shut your eyes for a second, breathing in and out in relief. After paying your fare, you quickly made your way up the steps to your house. Your hand froze before turning the doorknob, an unfamiliar feeling of uneasiness coming over you. You didn’t know why you were still feeling anxious. You were finally at your house where you knew you’d be safe and sound, and waiting for you inside was your boyfriend of almost four years, whom you loved and trusted with your life. You decided to ignore the uneasy feeling and opened the door. 

The sound of a game playing on the tv surprisingly comforted you. You smiled weakly when you saw Toji on the couch with his feet up and a bottle of beer in his hand. 

The sound of the door opening rattled him slightly. He quickly whipped his head back. The frown that came with his surprise quickly changed to a more gentle expression when he saw it was you. 

“Hey, baby.” He set his beer down on the coffee table before getting up to greet you. “You’re home early.” 

He opens his arms to envelope you in a hug but stops himself when he sees you flinch. You too were surprised. Your eyes widened slightly as you looked up to see his reaction. You didn’t mean to do that. You don’t know why you unconsciously flinched. Toji was obviously surprised, but not mad. You couldn’t paint the expression on his face. More than anything, he looked concerned.

“I’m sorry, Toji- I didn’t mean-” 

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” He furrowed his eyebrows together, trying to get a better look at your face. His arms which were once spread out are now resting at his sides. You saw his hand reach up to touch you but he quickly put them back down. It was clear to him that you didn’t want to be touched right now, and he respected that. 

You couldn’t find the right words to say. You didn’t know how to begin. You dropped your head in front of you, covering your face with your hands. 

“Did something happen at the club, babe?” His deep, raspy voice surprisingly came out weak yet gentle. It was rare to hear him like this, but you knew this was him being comforting. 

You simply nodded in response, hands still over your face. 

“Okay, why don’t we sit down on the couch so you could rest for a bit, yeah?” 

“Okay.” You answered weakly. Still being careful of mindlessly touching you, he waited for you to make your way to the living room first. He kept his distance a little bit but still walked close behind you. You sat down in the middle of the sofa, and Toji followed, sitting right next to you. You two sat in silence for a little bit. Toji waited for you to speak first before asking any questions. 

“Don’t get mad, okay?” You knew starting off any story with this line was ineffective. It was obvious to him that what happened to you will cause him to get mad. 

“I won’t, baby.” He reassured, turning his body to face you completely. 

“Promise me, okay?” You insisted. 

“How could I ever get mad at you babe? Try me.” He chuckled softly. You tried your best to return his expression, but you were worried about something else.

“No, I know you won’t get mad at me...” You played with your fingers, Toji watching you carefully. 

“I-” As the words formed in your head, you suddenly started to doubt yourself. The big feelings you were feeling suddenly started to feel small when you realized you may be overreacting. Maybe it isn’t such a big deal? Why am I getting so worked up over this? 

“Mmm?” Toji hummed when you suddenly stopped. “Go on, darlin’.” 

“I was groped in the club. Some guy had his hand on my ass as I was ordering a drink.” You shut your eyes, nervously anticipating his reaction. When you heard nothing but silence and steady breathing, you looked up at Toji. His eyes were closed, seemingly calm, but you could see he was gritting his teeth. His reaction worried you, but it was better than what you had expected. 

“And? Where’s the little shit now?” He opened his eyes slowly to respond. 

“I don’t know, probably still in the club. I couldn’t say or do anything, really. I just got up and walked away.” You lowered your head a little, embarrassed by your lack of proactiveness. 

“It’s a good thing you walked away and quickly went home. But why didn’t you call me? I could’ve gone right over to pick you up.” 

“I didn’t really want to witness a literal murder happen before my eyes, Toji.” 

“Damn right. If I were there I would’ve used my bare hands to beat the living sh-”

“Toji...” You whined a little when you saw him get a little too worked up imagining the things he could’ve done to the man. 

“Sorry, sorry.” He leaned back a little, pushing his imagination to the side. 

“I know it’s a dumb question to ask, but are you okay?” You smiled a bit at your boyfriend’s efforts. You knew that he wasn’t really the soft type, he didn’t really know what to do whenever you were sad or going through something. Usually, he’d have you sit on his lap as he embraced you in his arms. But now that you were wary of a man’s touch, he didn’t know what to do. 

“I honestly don’t know.” You shot him a sheepish smile which he returned with a worried expression. 

His body slightly stiffened as he watched you make your way over him. You put your arms on his shoulders to support yourself as you sat down on his lap, legs together and spread out across the couch. With your arms still over his shoulders, you pulled him a little bit tighter, your head nuzzling the crane of his neck. You breathed in, taking in his scent- the scent that comforted you so much. You relaxed a bit more when you felt his arms wrap over your body, cradling you. You two sat in silence for a few more seconds, relishing the embrace. He swayed you slowly from side to side. Careful not to shake you up so much, which he usually does. You grazed your nose slowly against the bare skin on his neck.  

“Your smell comforts me.” You mumbled quietly against his skin.

“Should I be offended, or?” He pokes at your side, attempting to pull a laugh from you. 

You swat his hand away, pulling away from the hug. You gaze into his eyes for a moment. How is it that the man who thinks so little of killing is able to look at you with so much love in his eyes? You pressed your forehead against his and you both close your eyes from the intimate contact. 

“I can’t explain how I feel... I feel angry and frustrated... But at the same time, I feel disgusting. The part he touched- I- it’s like I lost something back there. I feel like my dignity was stripped away and I was reminded of how inferior I am when faced against a man.” You opened your eyes slowly, the mixture of feelings inside of you threatening to spill out all at the same time. 

Your eyes wandered around your living room avoiding your boyfriend’s eyes, who was inches away from you. You glanced back at him for a second but quickly looked away when you saw the pain on his face. He felt helpless. He racked his brain for the right words to say, frustrated at himself when he realized he couldn’t turn back time to stop this from ever happening. His blood was boiling from the thought of a man hurting you this much. 

“If only I agreed to you coming with me tonight... If only I didn’t wear this dress that exposed so much of my-” 

“No, okay, stop. Stop that.” He pushes your shoulders back slightly, forcing you to look at him. He carefully places his calloused hands against your soft cheeks, cupping them. 

“You didn’t do anything wrong, okay? This was no one’s fault but that asshole’s. Want me to teach him a lesson?” He raises his eyebrows, showing his sincerity. 

As much as it would’ve satisfied you to see the man beaten and on his knees asking for your forgiveness, you just wanted to spend the rest of the night like this- in your boyfriend’s arms, surrounded by warmth and comfort. 

You shake your head. 

“Okay.” He responds quiety, stroking his right thumb across your left cheek. 

“I’m so sorry this happened to you. And I’m sorry I wasn’t there to stop it from happening.” His voice was sincere and kind. Completely opposite from how he usually is. You leaned against his hand, smiling slightly. 

“Is there anything I can do?” Toji’s eyes were begging for an answer. He didn’t like the idea of being useless, especially in this situation. He was hoping for something, anything he could do to make you feel better. One word from you and he’d do anything you asked without hesitation. You shook your head slowly.

“It’s okay, baby. I just need you by my side, like this.” He was doubtful, but he still nodded his head, acknowledging your request. 

“Okay, we can stay like this for as long as you like.” He forced a reassuring smile, running his hand up and down your back. You noticed his eyes travel from your forehead to your eyes, your nose, then finally stop at your lips. 

“-s it okay if I kiss you?” You were taken aback slightly by his question. It wasn’t like him to ask permission to kiss you. Then you quickly realized he was still being cautious of how you felt. After what you just went through earlier tonight, suddenly kissing you might be the last thing you wanted. 

“Of course, Toji.” You chuckled lightly against the kiss. He wasted no time before connecting his lips to yours. His lips felt warm, his breath slightly smelling like alcohol from the beer he was drinking. After the quick connection, he pulls back slightly, searching for any hint of uneasiness on your face. When he saw that you were okay with the kiss, he leaned in again for another, much deeper this time. 

“I promise this’ll be the last time.” He mumbles against your lips, not stopping from the kiss.

“Hmm?” You hummed back. 

“This won’t ever happen again, I promise you.” He pulls back this time, gazing straight into your eyes. Toji often makes promises to you. 

I promise to never hurt you for as long as I shall live.

I promise to love you in this life and in the next. 

I promise to never bring my work home. 

I promise to always clean up after I eat and to put my dirty clothes straight into the hamper before showering. 

But despite the many promises he has made to you, he has never broken a single one. That’s why the words he just spoke to you put your heart and mind at ease. Once he promises to do something, he never forgets. 

“Thank you, Toji. I love you.” You tried to smile despite the stinging in your eyes. Without missing a beat, he swiftly wipes away the tears that have escaped from the corners of your eyes. 

“I love you.” He softly responds before kissing your tear-stained eyes. His lips find their way to yours and you’re once again safe and sound in his arms. 

[tojicangetitrepeatedly]

MINORS DNI - jjk smut Toji is trying to focus on a game night with the guys, but you keep teasing him until he finally gives in, ditching the game to give you his undivided and very needed attention.

The clock was ticking past midnight, and the apartment was dimly lit, save for the flicker of the TV screen. Toji was sprawled out on the couch, headset on, fingers flying across his controller as he joined an intense game with the guys. You could hear the familiar voices through his headset: Gojo’s loud cackling, Geto’s smooth commentary, and Nanami’s irritated sighs. You knew this had to be one of those rare nights when Nanami was dragged into playing, likely against his will.

"Move your ass, Nanami!" Gojo shouted through the mic, his voice crackling with excitement.

“This is ridiculous,” Nanami muttered. “I have work in the morning.”

Toji leaned back, his eyes glued to the screen, completely absorbed. You leaned against the doorway of the bedroom, watching him. His sweatpants hung low on his hips, revealing that tempting strip of skin that always drove you crazy. But tonight, he was completely distracted by the game. And you weren’t one to be ignored.

“Babe…” you called out softly, hoping to get his attention.

No response. His fingers kept moving, his focus unwavering. You could hear Geto’s voice chime in, teasing Toji about something in the game, but you were more interested in teasing Toji yourself.

You tried again, this time slipping off your oversized T-shirt and letting it fall to the floor. “Toji…” you said, your voice lower, sultrier.

Toji grunted in response, barely acknowledging you as he muttered something into the mic about covering Geto.

Oh, so he really was going to ignore you tonight? Fine. You were more than willing to up the ante.

You slipped out of your shorts, leaving nothing on but a lacy thong that hugged your hips. Slowly, you crawled onto the couch, positioning yourself just behind him. You leaned in close, your breath hot against his ear, and whispered, “Toji, I’m lonely.”

Toji’s jaw clenched, but he kept his eyes on the screen. “Not now, doll,” he muttered, his voice strained.

You smirked, not one to back down. Slipping your hands under his shirt, you let your fingers dance along his abs, feeling the way his muscles tightened under your touch. “C’mon, baby,” you purred, pressing soft kisses along his neck. “You’re really gonna choose them over me?”

“Fuck—” Toji growled under his breath, his voice low enough that the guys couldn’t hear. “You’re playing dirty.”

"Oi, Toji!" Gojo’s voice crackled through the headset. “Focus, man! You just let me get killed!”

Toji bit back a groan, his hands gripping the controller harder. “Can’t you see I’m busy?” he grunted, tilting his head slightly away from you, though you could tell he was struggling to keep his focus.

“Busy?” you whispered against his ear, your voice dripping with mock innocence. “But I thought I was your priority…”

He was trying so hard to stay composed, but the way his hips shifted slightly told you all you needed to know. You reached lower, your fingers skimming the waistband of his sweatpants, and that’s when he finally snapped.

“Toji, what the fuck are you doing?” Nanami’s voice cut through, irritated as ever.

“Nothing,” Toji growled, his voice tight. He pushed your hands away, though not without a hint of desperation. “Just… handling some shit over here.”

You couldn’t help but smile triumphantly. Oh, he was trying so hard to keep it together. But you were just getting started.

Without warning, you slipped your hand into his sweatpants, brushing your fingers along the hard length of him. He bit his lip, stifling a groan, but you knew he was a goner. His character on the screen was standing completely still, leaving him vulnerable to attacks.

“Toji! Move!” Geto barked through the mic.

“fuck,” Toji muttered, his voice strained, eyes squeezing shut for a moment as you gave him a slow, teasing stroke.

But you weren’t stopping. You were relentless, your strokes becoming firmer, quicker, loving how you could break down the unshakable Toji Fushiguro, even with his friends listening in.

“Toji, you’re really letting your team down here,” Nanami grumbled. “At least pretend you’re playing.”

You leaned in close, your lips brushing against his ear, whispering just loud enough for him to hear, “Or you could just turn off the game… and let me handle you properly.”

His controller clattered to the floor, forgotten. “Fuck this,” Toji muttered into the mic before yanking it off and tossing it onto the couch.

“Finally,” you purred, straddling his lap with a victorious grin. “Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?”

“Oh, sweetheart,” Toji growled, his eyes dark with frustration and desire, “you have no idea how hard you’re about to get it.”

And just like that, the game was over, and Toji’s attention was all yours.

[gojo4everr]

𝙇𝙊𝙒𝙆𝙀𝙔 - ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ - ii. 🔞 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1036959650-ii-%F0%9F%94%9E?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=ilysm_gojo "ʟᴏᴏᴋ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɪꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴄᴀꜱᴜᴀʟ. ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴ' ᴍᴏʀᴇ... ᴀʟʟ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜ ɪꜱ ꜱᴇx, ɢᴏᴛ ɪᴛ?" ╭⋟*✧･ﾟ:─────────────────────╮ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴛ ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀᴘᴘ. ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ 1 ᴍᴏɴᴛʜ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏᴊᴏ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴘᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ. ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ᴇɴᴅꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ. ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ 𝐻𝐸 ɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱᴏʀꜱ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ? ¡!CAUTION!¡ contains 𝖘𝖒𝖚𝖙 ╰─────────────────────:*✧･ﾟ⋞╯   instruct LOLOLOL

[ultrakawaiierenyeager]

debt paied in blood ~ toji fushiguro x reader - Arc 1: Chapter 1: A Life in Her Hands (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1529089841-debt-paied-in-blood-%7E-toji-fushiguro-x-reader-arc?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=ultraawaiierenyeager When a stubborn doctor with a bad habit of saving reckless sorcerers unknowingly rescues the most dangerous man in the underground-Toji Fushiguro-her quiet life turns into absolute chaos. He says he "owes her one," but instead of a simple favor, she gets an overpowered assassin lurking around her clinic, a growing list of enemies, and a flirtatious menace who refuses to leave her alone. Between dodging curses, assassins, and her own rapidly growing feelings, she's left wondering... did she save Toji, or did she just sign her own death warrant?

[bowbowcherry]

NSFW MDNII>

Mean!Toji x fem!reader

Warning:Age gap(ofc.reader 20, tojimid 30s ) nasty slurping,spit,male musk,Toji. Pubes,

First post uhhh this was supposed be shorter but uh yeah I went out kinda? Sorry if there's errors or whateve. I feel like I didn't put enough dirty stuff ugh 😩

Cream team

Slurping the cream. The cream, the mess YOU made. Looking up at toji with those big doe eyes. Hands on his muscled thighs feeling them flex. Your fingers gripping here and there. Him standing over you, his dominance oozing out of him. It's almost like you can see it coming off in steam.

You slurping, licking your cute little sticky tongue, leaving a long wet trail behind on his heavy cock. Licking up the cream you left behind from coming. Your pussy still leaking, dripping onto the floor. still throbbing and pulsating, clenching from the after shock with all the orgasm he ripped from your little pussy.

His cock always bullies your pussy.

Your hand rubbing his tip making sticky noises while so. "Nasty bitch.." toji grunted, looking down at you with mean eyes, tilting his head to the side. "Mmm, gross ass bitch." You look up at him with those cute submissive eyes. His cock throbs, the submissive attitude, those eyes, that body, pussy, it always gets to him.

"Do you always what older mans cock? You don't have daddy's issue, your just a Gross perverted girl. Huh baby?" He taps your cheek woth two fingers. Your so out of it. As you should be. Your just slurping away on his cock. He told you to clean it up. Of course you would. Being so submissive. As you should be.

Still slurping and and licking up the cream. Smelling in his musk. Licking at his base, feeling his black pubes tickle you. Your eyes rolling, tasting yourself. Your hand rubbing up and down now. Slick slick slick sound coming from it. The juices mixing together. "Disgusting" he grunts. Spitting onto your face, you flinched. He chuckles. Meanie.

" Your such a loser..how would you feel if your goodie family found out your letting me stretch and gap your pussy hole, huh? Sucking my fat cock, licking your Gross cream off it, huh? Coming over every weekend whineing and groaning just to get some cock? Yeah baby? Your not much of a good girl are you baby?" Toji rambles.

You nod not paying attention when you have a feast to lick up and suck.

[versupital]

my, my, what big teeth you have!

JJK HALLOWEEN! tojixreader

to sum it up ❥ your infuriating roommate has a freaky little secret, and it comes to light when you walk in on him cleaning blood off your apartment floor - coincidentally, after an oversized wolf had just saved your life.

“I know his claws come out when he’s close” 🥴

song inspo: kno one - kevin gates

CONTENT: gvn violence, and they were roommates, paranormal!toji, modernau, mean af toji, werewolf!toji, masochism, pain kinks, degrading/degrading nicknames, overstim, afab!reader, enemies to luvrs, creampie, male receiving, thigh riding, banter.

word count. 9k

@cafekitsune divider <3

“Fuck, kiss me, Toji.”

You feel your hands tangling themselves in the material of his shirt. It’s almost like you are being controlled by strings, like you’re out of your body watching your limbs move on their own accord.

“D’ya even know what y’sayin’ right now, brat?” Toji questions, raising an eyebrow at you, his eyes watching your hands travel over his body.

“Did I fucking stutter?” you grit, softly hitting the large man on his solid chest.

“‘M not gonna turn y’down, but you better remember this tomorrow,” he snaps. “I don’t wanna hear no shit about me taking advantage of you, lil’ girl.”

You roll your eyes. “I will, now quit being a pussy.”

“Yeah, okay,” Toji grunts before gripping you harshly by your throat.

His palm nearly crushes your windpipe as he squeezes the pulse on the sides of your neck. Now with his hand on you, he can and does yank your face towards him. He starts off by biting your bottom lip, pulling a noise from you, which he laughs at.

“Needy bitch,” he says with a demented smile. “Haven’t even done nothin’ yet.”

You lift your hand up to hit him again but he takes his free hand and slams yours back onto your lap. At the moment you gasp, he plunges his lips onto yours. A deep, rough kiss that says he doesn’t want to treat you nicely or make you feel good - he just wants to use you.

But luckily for him, the feeling is mutual.

You groan in frustrated lust, kissing him back harshly for a moment before he begins to move his kisses across your cheek and along the shape of your jaw.

You allow him to do so, not that you have a choice with his hold on your throat.

He loosens his grip and slides his hand down a ways to give himself better access to kiss your neck.

You feel him grunt as he licks the sensitive skin, which makes you whimper, and then he immediately nicks you with his teeth. You let out a soft chirp before he silences you with another wet kiss.

“Well, that was fun,” he says against your mouth, smiling wickedly as he breaks away from you and drops his hand. “But let’s not get carried away, puss.”

You scoff at him before standing up furiously.

“Fucking cockblock,” you growl at him, before storming off to your bedroom, where you help yourself pop the bubble of fire that had grown in your stomach.

You make sure to moan loudly to let him know exactly what he’s missing, and he appreciates it, as he stands outside of your bedroom door and strokes himself to the beautiful noise.

As you cum, there’s only one sentence burning in your mind: You hate Toji Fushiguro.

SIX MONTHS LATER. HALLOWEEN NIGHT.

“Mother Gothel is the victim in Tangled.”

Gojo, your friend, drives you and the lot of your friends down a dark, winding hill. You're on the way home from a party and he's the only one sober; unfortunately this means he’s very obnoxiously himself and trying to push your buttons.

"Here we go," groans Shoko in the back seat.

"Satoru," a voice scolds - Geto. "Please shut the fuck up."

"I will not until you all agree with me," he holds up a long finger, matter-of-factly. "She just wanted her youth. I mean, who doesn't? Then here come these greedy sons of bitches who dig up the WHOLE flower - like, they couldn't just take one petal?"

You groan from the passenger seat and rub your temples. "She tried to kill like, four people throughout the span of the movie, Satoru."

"Yes, because they made her into a villain!" he argues passionately. "She never would've-"

And that's where it ended. The conversation, the car ride and the last normal night of your life.

Nothing but a bright beam of headlights, Satoru shouting as he attempts to swerve, brakes screeching, and then the clang of metal as you drive straight into the guard rail, all four of your bodies lurching forward.

"FUCK!" you distantly hear Satoru shouting, though your ears are ringing to the point you don’t even hear yourself crying out.

The car comes to a jolting stop, and the headlights outside do as well, shining bright in the faces of everyone in Satoru's car.

You glance around and see that everyone is okay, just a little shaken and disturbed. That’s when you jump to get out of the car - nerves aflame.

“Y/N, you could be injured, you shouldn't-”

Geto's voice grows distant as you storm around the mangled car, and your eyes land on a tall blonde and a shocked ginger boy.

"You stupid fucking bitches," you shout, pointing an accusatory finger in the air. "How the fuck didn't you see us?"

A door slams as Gojo gets out of the car to join you, appearing unscathed, except for the fact that his face is still and he has gone quiet; like cracks under ice.

"No, why the fuck were you driving in the middle of the road?" the blonde accuses back, stepping closer, but ultimately maintaining her distance.

"I was not, it was a curve," Gojo grits out. "There's literal signs that tell you to be aware of the curve, because you cannot see what is coming. Your stupid is showing."

"You-"

"It's the middle of the fucking night," you cut her off. "Don't you know you could've sent us flying off the mountain and killed us all?"

The blonde smiles, “You think I have a problem killing people, bitch?”

You lift your hand, balled in a fist, ready to approach the girl, but her hand is already at her hip. Everything happens in slow motion: you notice the black piece in her hand as she raises it into the air. You see her finger pull the trigger. You hear yourself, and your friends screaming. You see a flash of black and white.

The gun goes off, a sharp silver bullet flying out of its barrel. Several moments pass and the air grows quiet. The screams are gone and so is the sound of gunshots.

You take your hands off of your face and look around slowly. You're sure your adrenaline cannot be that high, but you know you can’t feel the gunshot wound.

Then, when you glance up, you see a wolf - not just any wolf, but one that’s pushing the size of Gojo's car.

Gojo begins shrieking and so does everyone else, while you are staring in silent astonishment.

The wolf makes a huffing noise and then you notice it nearly fall to the asphalt, before shaking its head and charging at the girl with the gun.

Her screams of terror pierce the air as she tries to pull the trigger again, but her gun jams.

"Let's get the fuck out of here," she shouts to her compadre, and the two of them scramble into the car, before pulling off while nearly running over you and the wolf.

“Well I'm glad your car still fucking works!” Gojo shouts after them, leaning against what is left of his vehicle.

You rub your eyes, trying to allow your brain to catch up to the series of events that have just taken place. When you do, you see that the wolf has disappeared. Not so much as a trace of fur or a drop of blood.

But... you can't help but wonder what kind of cosmic joke it was that this wolf had just blocked you from a bullet? Almost like it had a conscious, like it knew who you were.

Your body shakes with fear, and your adrenaline sinks you into painful withdrawals.

Geto and Shoko get out of the car and run to both you and Gojo; Shoko taking you into her arms and Geto patting Gojo on the shoulders, asking him if he is okay.

Minutes later, you hear sirens and see flashing lights. You vaguely recall being lifted into an ambulance, but after that, the next memory you have is waking up in a hospital bed, where you are told you have a minor concussion. Then, you get discharged at six in the morning.

A horrible fucking night that had been. Though you passed out for several hours in the hospital, you feel like you've gotten absolutely no sleep. Your body aches and your bed calls your name.

As you clamber in the front door, you realize that you might have disturbed your grouchy roommate. But surely, once you explain to him the hell you've just went through, he will take it easy on you.

Not. You can’t see that man having sympathy at all.

When you finally make it inside, you hardly expect to find what greets you.

Your roommate is very much awake; dark locks shadowing his face, on all fours in nothing but bottoms - dirty, ripped sweatpants. He seems to be covered in filth himself, black spots on his back and arms, mixed with sweat. You grimace.

"Toji?” you say, clearing your throat to get his attention.

He glances over his shoulder at you, but doesn’t stop what he is doing. “Morning.”

You realize now that he is on the floor because he is scrubbing it; his hands hold a soapy sponge that is stained red.

"Why are you cleaning at seven in the fucking morning?" you question, as he hardly cleans in general.

"Trying to keep our security deposit," he grunts, digging his fingernails harder into the wood. You suspect he is not so much scrubbing harder as he is trying to hide his frustration with you.

“Okay…” you say, suspicious. “Did you spill something or what?”

"Spill," he repeats; a low, condescending chuckle punctuating it. "Something like that."

You blink at him. There's something you must be missing, or he wouldn't be acting like that. Or maybe he would. He always talks to you like he thinks you are stupid.

"Anyway, how ya' feelin'?" he asks, redirecting the subject while lifting the sponge to examine the floor - which now that he has moved, you can see is covered in red streaks; some darker than others, like they are older.

"I..." you tilt your head to the side. "I feel fine. Why?"

"That crash looked pretty bad," Toji adds, brows furrowing at the spot that remains on the wood. "Took you a while to come home. Thought you died."

You stare at him, surprised he cared. "Well, you certainly didn’t bother to double check. How'd you know about the crash?"

He turns to look up at you then. "Contrary to popular belief, I do watch the news. I like to see what dumbass things my lovely fellow citizens have gotten themselves into from day to day."

"We were on the news?" you put a hand to your head. You don't remember anything between the wolf and being put in the bright ambulance, not newscasters or anything; but you’re sure Satoru had been eating up the chance to be on live TV.

"Listen, if you're going to stand there and keep asking me stupid questions, at least make yourself nice to look at." He rolls his eyes. "You look like you were hit by the car.”

You ball your fists in frustration, "Oh, you have room to talk. You look like shit yourself.” You feel your body tingle with anger. “Since you think I’m only asking stupid questions, riddle me this: why the hell are you cleaning blood off of my floor, Fushiguro?"

Toji suddenly freezes before he twists his body and pushes himself up to stand. You are tall, but he still towers over you, head nearly rubbing against the hallway ceiling.

You do not cower; instead, your eyes rake his bare torso, unwillingly, and you dig your nails into your palms at the embarrassment you feel. You always gawk at him against your will, daydreaming, ever since that night…

But your eyes come to rest on the large, maroon-crusted gape in Toji's rib cage, and your eyebrows raise to your hairline.

"A man saves your fucking life, and you're worried about a little blood," he gruffs, squeezing the sponge in his hand so tightly that a mix of blood and water is now spilling back onto the hardwood.

He doesn't seem to notice.

“Saved my life?” you ask with a dopey blink, before realizing what he means and shrinking away from him. “You… you were the- the-”

"The, the, the," Toji mocks with his tongue out, tilting his head from side to side tauntingly. "Yes, stupid girl. I took that bullet for you. A silver bullet, might I add, which is why it's taking me forever to fucking heal."

He rubs his hand over the spot and winces. “I bled for hours before my strength started to come back. Didn’t get the chance to shower, either.” He grimaces but you are hardly worried about his hygiene now.

You gulp instead. Your brain flashes memories: the sheer size of the animal as it jumped in front of you, the way it almost fell to the ground after withstanding the bullet, the screams of terror. Your brain goes stark with the overwhelming amount of questions you now have. How did he know where you were? Why the fuck is he able to turn into a wolf?

"You look like a doe in headlights," Toji quips. "Surprised that lycanthropes actually exist? That you've been living with one.” He laughs dryly. “Utter filth to you now, aren't I?"

"N-No," you shake your head quickly, unaware of what exactly you want to say. Normally you would make a quip that he’s always been utter filth to you but the words die in your throat; this is no joking matter.

Toji is mean to you, but he's never hurt you. You always thought he just treated you that way so you wouldn't try to be his friend. It had definitely worked, but now you know the truth behind his actions.

"Right," Toji scoffs. "Not even a thank you, huh?"

"I'm really sorry," you shake your head, still trying to process it. He’s a werewolf. A fucking. Werewolf.

Your head has been running since the moment of the crash. Everything’s happening so fast. What exactly are you supposed to say? Every time you thought you'd gotten a grip on your new reality, something else happens. It had not even been twelve hours since the start of it all.

"How did you know where I was?" you start, trying to pick a single point to build from.

"I Marked you," he shrugs, as if that is not only common knowledge, but also not a big deal.

"What?" you spit.

"Do you recall several months ago when you came home very drunk and we..." his fingers dance in the air as he searches for the word. "I kissed your neck?” He pauses and you nod slowly. “Well, y’were probably too fucked to remember, but I grazed you with my teeth. Not enough to Turn you, but just to claim you, so that I always know where to find you.”

"What?” you repeat the same astonished word as it is the only one that truly conveys your emotions. “You did that so you can fucking track me?”

"So I could protect you," he grunts. "But you're such a bitch. Should've just let you get shot and killed."

He rolls his eyes and bulldozes past you, heading to the kitchen. You follow him. He lets out an exasperated breath, but you could care less that you are annoying him.

"Why would you want to protect me?" you question. "You hate me."

"Exactly," he nods. "I hate you so much that I don't want anyone to be responsible for your harm, or death, except f’me."

You hear the sarcasm in his voice and it makes your blood simmer under your skin.

"You're such a dick," you scream. "You couldn't even ask me before you put some stupid spell on me?"

"It's not a spell," Toji corrects. "And you'd have never gone for it if I'd asked. Sorry, your highness."

"You are so..." you run your fingertips into your roots and scream again.

"Shut up before I give you an actual reason to scream." Toji places the sponge down in the sink and washes his hands before tapping his wet fingers on the countertop.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" you hiss. "You just go on and on about stupid fucking nonsense. First you tell me you're a fucking werewolf, or whatever you are, I don't know! Then you say you put this possession bullshit on me, and now I'm not even allowed to express my fucking feelings about all of it."

Toji laughs. He actually fucking laughs, a piercing crack that makes even the shadows recoil in fear.

You’d been standing between the kitchen and the front door. A whip of motion blur and your spine is hitting the wood of the door. You gasp harshly, a vein on your neck beginning to throb.

Toji tilts his head to the side and laughs at your speechlessness.

“Pathetic human girl,” he snaps. “What would you do without me watching over you?”

You gasp and look up at him, digging your nails into his arms, but it doesn’t even make him flinch.

“I would be just fucking fine,” you spit.

“You sure about that?” he hums. “Don’t know if you’d survive the ghouls and beasts that want your guts for dinner, y’know.” He clicks his tongue before wetting his scarred lips. “Eh, who am I kidding? I don’t give a shit - jus’ like the way my Mark looks on you.”

Your neck throbs again, a searing pain that feels like someone is putting out a cigarette on your skin.

You tilt your head to the side. “Do you? Or do you just like having a permanent reminder of kissing my neck?”

Toji’s body shakes as he laughs at you again. “I could kiss your neck again if I wanted, stupid girl.” He leans forward and huffs out warm breath over the hot Mark on your neck. “Y’know you want me to.”

Your voice gets caught in your throat. You hate this sack of shit so bad. So then, why are you purposely arching your back a bit so that your torso and stomach rubs against his?

“Not if you’re going to keep putting spells on me,” you grit defiantly.

“Brat, it’s not a spell,” he groans. “For fuck’s sake, I grow two times my normal size and gain an obsession with the moon. I don’t practice fuckin’ hoodoo.”

You roll your eyes. “Then you must want me to yourself. I mean, do all lycanthropes have the ability to Mark someone? Does it make you jealous to know someone else could have Marked me?”

Toji is silent for a moment, his eyes avoiding your face. “Fuck no. I told you it’s for your protection.”

“I think you’re lying,” you say tauntingly, lifting your knee up to gently brush the front of his sweatpants. “Oh, is that a gun? Or y’just happy to s-”

“Shut up, brat,” Toji hounds, voice now a few octaves deeper, body twitching slightly at your sudden contact.

You smile, feeling accomplished in knowing you’re getting to him.

“So Toji does feel other things besides anger,” you hum. “Jealousy, possession…”

“Hatred,” he snaps. “I fucking hate you. Hate, hate, hate. Don’t you get that? All I think about is how fucking much I hate seeing your stupid human face.”

You click your tongue, “All you think about is me? Cute.”

He growls again and then backs his body away from you, closing his eyes and shaking his head, dark locks falling on his forehead.

"I need a shower," he says off subject. "You do too. You smell like shit."

You narrow your eyes before dropping your hands from his arms, realizing they'd been unnecessarily lingering. "Are you implying you want me to shower with you?"

"Not even close," Toji turns his back and begins down the hallway. "Don't project your own desires onto me."

And then, he disappears.

When you go to take your shower, you do some pondering under the hot water as it washes away the memories of the last day.

Toji, a werewolf. That would explain his inhuman, sculpted body and height. You wonder, how long has he been one? Is he immortal?

You think of him, in his full wolf form. He had been huge. You wonder if he ever partially transforms and walks around as a human with fuzzy ears and claws. Your stomach tightens at the thought of that, and you smack your head under the water. Don’t be a weirdo, you tell yourself.

You’ve never denied yourself of thinking about Toji. He’s a beautiful man, physically, with his big, squishy pecs and tuggable hair and full lips. You just can not stay turned on for long enough when you remember how awful he is to you.

Except right now, that seems to be turning you on more. He’d saved your life, even if he is mean to you every other day. So no matter what he says, he doesn’t want you to die. Well, that much is obvious with his silly protection situation. Your neck throbs again and you think back to the night he kissed it.

You can barely remember the feeling of his lips ghosting over the skin, before he slid his soft tongue over a vein and then politely sunk his teeth into the flesh. Like a recovering addict tasting a hint of a drug just to get them by.

Your hands have stopped scrubbing your body with your loofa. Now you are hugging yourself and gliding your hands down your sides, imagining Toji’s much bigger ones in their place as he drags that tongue down your whole body, Marking you all over if that’s what he wanted.

You open your eyes and gasp. Snap the fuck out of it.

You hate Toji Fushiguro, remember?

Well, of course you do. You hate the way you don’t hate him, not even a little, not even at all.

Hours pass and you have both successfully showered. Toji emerges from his room, late that night, rubbing his eyes as you sit on the couch and watch an evening show. The lights in the living room are quite dim; plus, it’s dark outside, so the shadows on his face make him more intimidating than usual.

“So, y’smell any better now?” Toji quips, joining you on the far end of the couch, spreading his legs so violently wide that you have to cross your own so as to not touch him.

“I showered hours ago,” you groan. “If you weren’t locked up in your room you’d know that.”

“Well, I am nocturnal,” he says with a yawn. “I was up entirely too early this morning. You know, after saving-”

“My life, I get it.” You roll your eyes. “Are you ever going to let it go?”

“Not ‘till I get some proper gratitude,” he declares, tapping his chin. “Now the price has gone up, I’ll need something better than ‘thank you, big daddy.’”

You feel your eyes widen. “I would never fucking call you that. Ew.”

Toji chuckles. “A shame, really.” He leans back farther into the couch and angles his body to face you. “So, are y’ready to discuss the subject of payment?”

“Yep,” you nod. “How about I doctor your wound and agree to cover the security deposit?”

Toji’s mouth twitches before he slowly lifts up his sweatshirt, revealing that the bullethole in his chiseled ribs is now faded to a slight pink scar.

“Too late, and frankly - they’ll have to catch us first if they want that deposit,” he shrugs. “Keep tryin’, brat.”

You cross your arms. “What d’you want? An expensive dinner?”

“I see, y’tryin to call me broke,” he smiles but it’s laced with venom. “I’m going to give you one more try before I show you what I want. Then it’s fuck all of this useless chitchat.”

You blink, a little afraid. He’s not looking at you any differently than usual but your stomach still turns. Now that you know his secret, things have changed. You already knew you could never take him in a fight but - now you know for sure that he can kill you.

“Um…” you scratch your arm and glance at the floor, “I really don’t know, Toji. What the hell do you want?”

His hand bolts out at the speed of light. He grins at you and his canines have suddenly gotten dangerously sharp; his eyes also glow a bit in the slight warm light.

You gasp as he pulls you closer to him by your shirt collar.

“Always runnin’ that stupid mouth of yours,” he grits. “Unfortunately, it’s gonna be kinda hard to speak with dick in your throat.”

You blink up at him, the awful way he’s degrading you sending heat signals between your legs. You hate that he has this effect on you; God, you hate him so much.

“Ah, you think I can’t still talk shit with my lips wrapped around your little guy?” you tease, gripping his wrist with one of your hands, digging your knees into the couch for stability.

“Don’t know, wanna find out?” Toji questions, meeting his face halfway to yours. “Don’t you wanna show me how grateful you are, little brat?”

You bite your lip and raise your chin defiantly. “I don’t think sucking you off’s gonna be enough,” you purr. “But if that’s all you want…”

Toji’s glowing eyes darken back down to normal, but his teeth remain sharp and his thick arm outstretched in front of you has bulging veins that hadn’t been there before.

“Needy brat,” he cocks his head to the side. “Y’can repay me however you want, right after I get my end of the conditions.”

You nod. “Deal.”

“Now,” he snaps his fingers with his free hand and pulls your shirt until you are forced to be on all fours next to him. “On the floor, brat.”

You gulp suddenly as he lets you go and you slide onto the hardwood, knowing your poor knees are going to be exhausted by the time you are finished.

You sit on your legs and wiggle your way between Toji’s knees.

As you adjust yourself, he pulls his sweatshirt over his head, and you have to swallow the most feral growl that threatens to erupt from within you.

Like always, you gawk at him, but this time you make it as obvious as possible. Your little cunt is pulsing with desire now, as you take in the way he’s looking down at you over his lap.

His lip curls as he notices your stare, “I took that off so you can stare at the reminder of why you’re doing this.” He points to the scar on his ribs. “I don’t save human lives for nothing, brat. You better show me exactly why you’re so special, why you deserved it.”

You blink up at him, mindless. His eyes are mesmerizing you, more than usual. He’s so alluring, his skin glistens under the light. You aren’t sure why you hadn’t given into your desires before now.

You slide your palms over the tops of his thighs. He leans back on the couch and stretches his arms across the back, watching you in silence, the only noise being the tv behind you. Your hands make it slowly to the waistband on his pajama pants, before you tug it down just enough to see his v-line and the little bit of hair that resides on his groin.

“Aht - we don’t have time for all that teasing shit,” Toji grunts, but he must not think you can see the tips of his fingers dug into the couch. He likes it.

You tilt your head to the side and continue to pull the band slowly - while Toji slightly rolls his hips up to help you get it down.

“Not even wearing underwear?” you gape, realizing there is not a second band under his pajamas.

He’s still staring at you but now he’s got an arrogant smirk. “I’m a man who likes to plan ahead.”

You roll your eyes, trying not to let him annoy you when you feel so incredibly good. At last, you yank down the band, and what pops out makes your stomach recoil in fear.

His cock effortlessly jerks up and rests against his stomach, almost halfway up his abdomen, barely able to hold itself up due to it’s obvious heft. The tip is already wet, dribbling clear precum, like icing on a cinnamon roll. The length is so perfectly peach with a beautiful pink-brown head. It seems to call to you like a high class delicacy.

Toji’s laugh cracks you out of your trance.

“Y’look so cockdrunk, babygirl,” he coos, taking his hand and grabbing himself at the base and holding it up for you.

You adjust yourself, as you now cannot sit on your legs because of how long his cock is. You have to get all the way up on your knees, where you plant your hands back on his thighs and lean forward.

“It’s so…” Big. Pretty. “I don’t know if I can do this.”

Toji shakes his cock in his hand, “I believe in you. Just take it slow.”

Is he being… patient? Gentle even? You don’t like this, not one bit. You want him to tell you to shut up and put it in your throat.

“Okay, put it in,” you say, parting your lips wide with the tip of your tongue sticking out - ready to slide it underneath his cock.

Toji obeys instantly, taking his free hand and pushing your head down to meet his the crown of his dick. When your mouth makes contact, it doesn’t take more than a third of his cock before your mouth feels full.

You furrow your eyebrows and look up at Toji, who’s took his bottom lip between his teeth.

“Slow,” he reminds, entangling his fingers in your hair but not applying any more pressure to your head, allowing you to take the length at your own pace.

You close your eyes and dig your nails into his thighs before forcing as much of the cock down your throat as you can, pushing saliva out onto the skin and closing your lips on it.

Your tongue has extended and is now flicking dangerously on the underside of his dick, as you now feel you’re in a position to start bobbing your head.

You do so, slowly, slurping noises blocking out your tv show, spit dripping all around the veins on his cock before pooling on his groin. Toji’s head has fallen back into the couch, he’s let go of his cock now and keeps the other hand in your hair.

“Don’t fucking stop, baby,” he says.

Your pussy practically purrs upon hearing a name as soft as ‘baby.’ Sure, he had called you babygirl but it was sarcasm. As much as you enjoy being called a brat, you know you’ll need to hear that baby name more often.

You continue to slide your head up and down, jaw parted, tongue gliding under. You bring your mouth back to his tip and swirl with your tongue, lathering more saliva, watching as it foams and drips down his cock. You take your hand and, using your spit as lube, stroke the bottom half that you just can’t fit in your mouth.

“Fuck, who taught you this, ma?” Toji groans from above, thighs squeezing your sides. You swear you can even feel them shaking a bit.

“Mmh-” is all you’re able to respond, putting your poor wrist to work to make up for your tired jaw. You don’t care, you like the pain.

You bring your mouth back to the top and release him with a pop, a glittery string of saliva connecting your lips to his cock, the entire lower half of your chin coated in drool.

Toji lifts his head up to look down at you. “Knew you were special, little freak. It’s not everyday I get brain like this.” He grunts and shifts under you, as your hand is still slowly stroking his veiny length.

You giggle before you reply, “It’s kinda funny to see you squirming like this. Toji, who always says he’s not anyone’s bitch.”

“Mm, and I’m not yours, either,” he hums softly, before sitting up quickly and yanking your head back with the grip he still holds on you, forcing you to look up at him.

His eyes search your red, wet face for a moment before he leans down and opens his mouth, spitting out a fat glop of saliva onto his own cock. Before it can even start to slide down, he’s shoving your face down onto the length nearly three-thirds of the way.

You make a noise of surprise and your hands shoot out to balance yourself. You shut your eyes tight as you try to keep your teeth bared back so as to not graze him as he uses the roots in your hair to fuck your face at his own rough pace.

“Damn, who’s who’s bitch now?” he cracks, jerking his hips up to meet your throat halfway, and now the tip is hitting the back of your mouth with a painful force. “Oh wait, I guess you can’t respond, huh? What did I tell you?” He laughs above you, voice deep, “Can’t talk shit with a mouth full of cock, lil’ brat.”

You groan around him and smack his bare thigh before you dig your nails into the skin. He hisses and lets out a deep, groveling moan that sounds animalistic.

You look up through your lashes and see his form shifting; his face is literally twisting in pleasure but also, his hair seems to be growing and shrinking, his teeth go from fitting in his mouth to his canines growing long and poking out from his upper lip, his ears go from human and round, to an awful, sharp point.

You realize he’s fighting back the urge to change, you’re doing him that good. Your eyes roll back in pleasure and you keep your nails in his thigh, leaving harsh red curves all over the hairy skin.

“Just like that, baby,” he says, nearly tumbling over his words, “‘M gonna fill your pretty throat, yeah? Want you to drink me up, then I’ll be satisfied. F-fuck.”

You furrow your eyebrows and try to lock in your focus so that your body or jaw doesn’t decide to give out right as he’s going to cum. You let him continue to use your throat for the pace he thinks feels best, humming around him to amplify his pleasure.

You aren’t sure how much time passes, but you open your eyes again to see that he has dropped one of his hands on the couch. You stare in horror as his nails shoot out: sharp and pointy and black, nearly ripping the fabric on the seat. He claws at the material right as you feel his cock twitching, veins pulsing harder.

His load comes quick, and harsh. He pulls himself out of your mouth just enough that you can feel the hot, salty spurts crash against your throat, filling your mouth to the point you have to yank his cock out in order to breathe.

You gasp and swallow on instinct, and Toji watches with glistening eyes.

His teeth, hands and ears have returned to normal. You start to feel your head throb with lightheadedness and wonder if you’d been imagining all of it.

“My, my, what a fantastic throat you have, my dear,” he coos, chest rising and falling as he, too, tries to regain his breath.

“All the better to suck you with, sir.” You grin and wipe your mouth with the back of your hand before rising to stand, stretching your legs and relieving your poor knees.

Toji stares up at you now, face angled down, eyes watching you through his lashes. “So, brat, do you feel satisfied with your payment?” he questions, tone a little lilted.

You tap your chin, pretending you don’t notice him sitting up and putting his hands on your waist, before parting your legs with his knee and sliding you over his thigh. You pretend you don’t feel your cunt throb whorishly in response to his touch.

“No,” you say curtly. “I mean, a man saves my life and all he gets is some head?”

“Y’read my mind, puss,” he grovels, hand coming down in a harsh crack on your hip. “I think, just for extra credit, you can slide me a lil’ something extra.”

You gasp in surprise when you feel his heavy palm hit your skin, then bite your lip as the sensation overcomes your entire lower half.

“What’s that?” you question.

He answers by snapping his fingers. You feel cold air hit your bottom and, looking down in horror you realize, oh no! your shorts and panties are missing.

“I-I thought you said you didn’t have magical techniques,” you shriek, shyly moving your hand to cover your bare cunt, as it begins to immediately drip down your legs without a protective barrier.

“Well, there could be two explanations,” he says apathetically, ripping your hand away from your groin and staring at you with an expression that dares you to put it back. “Either my technique only applies to you, because I Marked you. Or, I was lying about the number of explanations.”

He grins devilishly, and you realize you deeply miss the way his sharp teeth look poking out of his mouth. You try to shake the thought, but each time you look at him, you expect to see them.

You swallow thickly, “So what? You can control me, too?”

Toji’s mouth twitches but he does not deny it. “Why? Do you not want to do this?”

You realize, you kind of implied that Toji might have coerced you into doing this - but that isn’t what you meant.

“No, I do, I do,” you answer, a little too eagerly, and Toji’s face curls.

“Sooo neeeeedy,” he drags out, before plopping your bare cunt down on his thigh, making you shriek. “Well, I think what I want now is your pretty cream all over my thigh, ma, then after that, your pretty cream on my cock.” He digs his fingers into your hips as you have been rendered speechless, and drags you forward on his thigh, soft skin rubbing your aching little clit.

A small, ‘oh’ escapes your lips and your hands fly up to his hefty shoulders, gripping onto them.

“Yeah, just hold onto me, baby,” he grunts, sliding you back towards his knee and then up again.

“N-No,” you say, lip quivering.

Toji cocks his head to the side, nearly perking his ears.

“C-Call me those m-mean things,” you stutter, feeling the blood rush to your face as each word comes out.

“Oh, you don’t like when I call you baby?” Toji taunts. “You like being called a needy bitch, hm?”

You whine in response to him, instead of saying it out loud, but that’s not enough for him.

“What did I say?” he grits, smacking your thigh harshly after he stops grinding your hips onto his own.

“Y-Yes,” you yelp, “yes, I like it, Toji.” There’s something else you like, too. “H-Hit me, again.”

“Oh?” he hums tentatively, rubbing your poor cunt to shreds on his thigh again, all the while smacking one of yours - a red welp forming slowly. “Little slut of mine likes being bullied.”

He cracks a laugh, “Bet you were drippin’ in y’panties every time I yelled at you. Sick, y’know that?”

“Shut up,” you growl, yanking on his hair.

His eyelids flutter in pleasure, “Make me, brat.”

You know that you can’t, you absolutely have no power over this man who is double your size. Besides, you need him to keep talking, running that big fucking mouth, so you can cum all over him.

“That’s what I thought,” he purrs, smiling at you, before cracking a hard smack across your thigh again. Then, he shoves his fingers around your throat, gripping mercilessly as he pulls your breath from you. “Gonna cum already?”

You amateurly nod your head against his grip, which comes to be a mistake, as Toji uses the force of his other hand to keep your hips from moving any longer on his thigh.

You try to gasp but he grips your windpipe harder and drags you towards his face, torso pressed delicately against his larger one.

“Mm, nah, not on my watch,” he grits, pressing his thick lips against yours.

You’re so easily, pathetically distracted yet still, you whine as your orgasm is being denied, and Toji makes it even harder to ignore as his lips and tongue slide over yours.

You can feel the sharp points of his teeth growing, then he uses them to bite down on your bottom lip, forcing you to keep your face on his as he drops his hand from your throat.

Now, with both hands back on your hips, he starts pushing them over his leg once more.

You groan a thank you into his mouth as your throbbing clit gets fucked, leaving a slimey trail all over Toji. You use your feet planted on the ground to swirl your hips in a way that feels good, and now your stomach is tightening.

You huff and whimper into Toji’s mouth and at the very moment you think you’re about to reach your peak, Toji lifts your hips off of him and releases his teeth from your mouth.

“T-Toji!” you groan in frustration. “Why?”

“Y’didn’t think I’d give it to you that easily, huh, puss?” He flashes his teeth at you and you notice his hair has grown long again, eyes ablaze. He’s doing the shit where he only partially shifts again, but you are quite frankly more into it than you will ever say aloud.

“Yes, I did,” you say. “After my spectacular performance on my knees.”

“Yeah? Well, that was just to repay me for your life,” Toji says, examining his nails. “Now, I’m punishing you. If not for that temper of yours, she never would’ve shot at you, y’know. So I have to teach you a lil’ lesson, about runnin’ your fuckin’ mouth.”

You grunt at him and bang your fists on his chest, though he is not moved.

“Please, please, I’m sorry,” you whine. “Just let me cum.”

Toji pretends to think about it, “No.”

Then, he’s shoving your hips again, and again when you get just a little too loud - he stops. Then, you try not to make noise at all, but he can feel your needy cunt twitching on him, and he stops again. This repeats about three more times before he finally, finally keeps going as you get louder.

“If I’m gonna let you cum y’better give me a big one, lil’ brat.” His voice is deeper, as he stares at you with those animalistic eyes. “Y’gonna do that for me, needy bitch?”

Your head falls hopelessly against his shoulder as you wail into his ear, and before long your entirely body is convulsing on top of his. Your twitching pussy pushes out an orgasm so violent that you leave a sticky stream all over Toji’s thigh, heart threatening to erupt out of your chest, and the only thing left to do is hang on for dear life as Toji continues forcing your hips over his leg through your high.

You think he’s just helping you ride it out, ‘till you realize he isn’t stopping, but your poor cunt is already running sore.

“N-No,” you whine, tilting your head and digging your teeth into the side of his neck.

“Nah, y’wanted to cum soooo bad,” Toji shakes his head but you don’t notice his eyebrows knitting together, or his cock perking back up at the feeling of your teeth on him.

You huff and smack him plain across his face. An action you had not expected to do, one that almost felt invol-

“Toji,” you gasp. “Did you make me do that?”

Toji doesn’t respond. Instead, your arm involuntarily comes up and hits him again, and his cock jerks against your leg.

“Heh - and you called me a sick fuck,” you grit, sitting up, as Toji has finally slowed his movements of fucking your cunt on his leg.

“Takes one to know one,” Toji chuckles, dropping his hands from your hips.

Your next action is very, overwhelmingly voluntary. You pick your feet off of the floor and slide them down on either side of Toji’s. His legs are simply so big, that your ass and thighs are forced to sit on top of them. You’ll have to use your feet for balance instead of your knees.

Toji watches you in silence and you grip his cock at the base.

“You know I hate you, right?” you say suddenly, lifting your hips so that your cunt hovers over his tip.

“Show me just how much,” he hisses, arms moving behind his head.

“Hmph,” you mutter, before pushing his wet cock tip through your quenching hole.

Toji spasms, his entire torso nearly breaking away from the couch as his lips part in desperation.

It hurts so good, but you can take it. You slowly bend your legs to lower yourself on him, now your knees are angled in the air due to your awkward difference in size.

“Yeah, I hate you so fucking much,” he murmurs, and there’s no mistaking the feral, intimidating level of depth his voice has dropped to. “You don’t deserve to have such good pussy, brat.”

You roll your hips a bit forward, knowing you’ve managed to pull ahold of the control as your cushy walls engulf Toji’s throbbing dick.

“Don’t get attached, Toji,” you rile, lifting your palm before cracking it across his face.

He makes out a noise that is not quite a moan, but not quite a full on howl. “As if,” he mouths sassily, shaking his hips underneath you so that you slide the rest of the way down.

Now that you’ve gotten him all the way in, Toji’s prepared to take back control of your little hole.

“Took me so good,” he growls. “That was the easy part, let’s see if you can handle the rest.”

Your eyes barely have a chance to widen before Toji is driving you up and down, slowly but steadily, with his monstrous hands. You quench around him like an iron fist, and it shows in the way his stomach sucks in and writhes with pleasure. You use your knees to swirl, gushing more of your cunt’s lubrication all over his length.

He fills you up so nicely, and you wonder if his size is related to his… condition. You don’t really want to think about his wolf form, but you still feel yourself drooling at the thought of his claws popping out when he came in your mouth.

Sweat glistens on his chest, rolling down between his nipples. On his groin, there is a combined pool of cream and precum at the base of his cock, which sticks to your ass and splurges out a delicious sticky noise each time your cheeks clap against his heavy balls.

“Hit me again, Toji,” you mutter, and where his eyes had slowly been falling closed, they are wide again - glossed over in lust.

His hand whips up your shirt this time, and instead of hitting your hips or your ass, a fat palm cracks your breast and nipple in one blow. Then he cracks one on the top of your thigh.

Then, he lifts his hand towards your face with a pause, and you nod your permission.

Instead of smacking your cheek, though, he shoves his palm against your jaw and harshly presses his thumb to your lips. Cockdrunkenly, you part them and his thumb slides inside, immediately becoming encased by your needy tongue.

You swirl the finger and lather it in your spit, eyebrows furrowing at how good it feels to release your oral fixation on his hand.

All the while you still clap on him, knees growing weaker as they have slid down to the side. Toji watches you intensely, waiting for the buildup of his orgasm, ready to fill your cervix with his semen.

Your breasts, now free and exposed bounce in his face, cold air erecting your nipples combined with the stinging memory of his smack. It’s all too much for you to bear.

“K-Keep going, baby,” Toji requests softly, his mean side disappearing again. You don’t care, this may be the last time he’s ever nice to you. “Drag my cum out like a good lil’ slut.”

Your eyes are closed, your ears ringing. You hardly hear his request but you don’t stop what you’re doing.

Something sharp jabs your tongue. Your eyes pop open and, you see Toji, growling, ears sharp, hair overgrown nearly to his shoulders. You glance at his other hand and realize his claws are coming out again.

You pull his thumb out of your mouth and hasten your pace, quenching your muscles around him purposefully. He lets out a guttural howl and then, it isn’t long till heat pumps into your gummy tunnel.

You shake as your own second orgasm slips through your fingers, and a combination of your juices poor out of your stretched hole and right down onto Toji’s balls.

His teeth grow a little longer than they have the whole time, hair is strarting to replace the skin on his face. You shudder in fear and rip yourself off of his cock, where it falls limp on his sticky lap.

“Don’t worry,” Toji says through his quivers, “I-I can stop the change, jus’…” He lets out a painful grunt and then all of his skin returns to its normal hue, and his body retracts down to strictly human features.

You take a deep breath, and plop back down on top of him, this time resting your head on his shoulder as his cum drips out of you and onto your thighs and the couch.

The two of you breathe in silence for a moment, before Toji’s big arm wraps around you and he slides the two of you down on the couch - so that you are laying side by side, bare tummies and legs touching, every spot where the skin connects setting you on fire.

“I don’t really practice religion, but if I must say so myself, your pussy is a gift from God.” Toji’s words come out playfully and you find yourself laughing uncontrollably.

“Please shut the actual fuck up,” you say.

“Not kidding, brat,” Toji’s finger slides down your arm featherlight, an action so tender you find yourself trying not to think too much of it. “Seeing as I always know where you are, I may have to actually follow you around now. Make sure you’re not givin’ that shit to anyone else.”

You huff, “So what if I do? You hate me.”

“Yeah, alright,” Toji nods. “Neither of us believe that bullshit, puss. I Marked you because I want you to be mine. And you are, so don’t try no shit.”

You roll your eyes at him, intertwining your legs together. “You’re the dog, so technically, aren’t I the one who owns you?”

Toji growls and grabs your throat, “Don’t ever call me that shit again, brat. Maybe you need another round to get it through your annoying little skull.”

“My, my, what a big fucking mouth you have,” you taunt, tugging on his hair.

“All the better to eat you with, my dear,” he murmurs, and pulls your face towards his.

A/N:

I SAY AWOOOOOOOO BABYYYY 🐺 (toji ily u my everything)

this was intense mama i gotta go take a cold shower now ^.^

~pennjammin

[yukichosodrink]

I'LL TAKE CARE OF YOU♡

PAIRINGS: Bodyguard! Toji x reader smut

SUMMARY: Without your knowledge, your father gets you a bodyguard, a very attractive one.

C/W: Creampie, reader is a bimbo, thigh humping, both toji and reader are adults, daddy kink, use of pet names, tojis really rough, dirty talkin

A/N: i got inspired by character ai lmaoo this is my first time writing smut so dont b mean but i'll try to b good enjoy xx

You hear your brother tell you about how father has hired another bodyguard named Toji, but you just shrug it off. You are sitting in your room when the door to your hyper feminine room barges open to see a buff, tall man leaning against the doorframe glaring at you,"You're the brat?"

"Yeah" I mumble gesturing for him to sit on the couch. I was wearing a tight top and skirt, applying my gloss, blinking up at him. I assumed he was the man my father hired me.

As you motion him to sit on the couch, Toji's eyes trail down to your outfit, eyes moving slowly. His gaze remains there for a while, eyes lingering on your lips now that you're applying gloss.

He finally looks away, leaning back and spreading his arms out across the couch.

You sit down, too, watching as Toji seems to relax around you. When you look up at Toji again, he's watching you. His gaze is still on your lips, the corners of his lips turning up into a smile.

"Your name," he asks. "I know your daddy's name. But what's your goddamn name?"

"Oh, I'm Y/n" I said warmly, still putting down my gloss.

"Y/n…" Toji says with a slight grin. "Sounds fancy," he adds, leaning back in his seat. He continues to stare at you for a little bit longer before leaning forward again and placing his hands on his knees.

"You have a boyfriend?" Toji asks you out of nowhere. He seems oddly interested in that.

"Mm thanks. not really though." I say innocently placing myself on his lap.

Toji seems to be caught off-guard by you suddenly sitting onto his lap. His eyes widen in surprise and he quickly clears his throat, nodding his head as he speaks.

"No boyfriend, huh?" Toji asks with a grin on his face now that he's recovered. "So, you're single."

"mm" i mumble.

Toji hums to himself, wrapping his arms around your waist. His eyes travel from your hair, down toward the dress you're wearing. Toji seems to study every inch of your body now that you're sitting on his lap. His gaze is lingering on your chest now, though. He seems to be taking his time to look at everything.

Toji continues to study your body for a few moments longer before finally lifting his eyes toward your face again. His expression is relaxed now as he raises his hands and runs them through your hair softly.

"Your hair is pretty," Toji comments, grinning at you. "You're pretty."

"Thanks" I giggle slightly. "You know daddy's never at home, he's always working." I say sadly.

"You don't see your daddy very often?" Toji asks, running the back of his fingers along your jaw and neck now. His eyes never leave your face, not for a moment.

"He's always busy and I'm always left alone here." I frown shifting in toji's lap.

"Poor baby," Toji sighs softly, leaning down so that you can feel his breath against your neck. His fingers are tracing small circles on your neck, up and down your shoulders.

"How often does your daddy actually see you?" he asks, moving in a little bit to put his head on your shoulder. "Does he pay you any attention at all?"

"Like once a week, sometimes even a month.. He doesn't pay any attention" I whine in his lap now.

Toji nods his head, not once taking his eyes off you. His fingertips are caressing your neck still, massaging your skin gently. His breath is hot against your neck now.

"Well, I'm sure I'll be paying you plenty of attention," he says, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.

I whimper, the color of my cheeks reddening. I start softly grinding on his lap.

Toji feels your movements against him, your body swaying softly back and forth against his. His hands are tracing up and down your back now, one of them running down to your thighs.

He moves his lips closer to you, his lips brushing against your neck to send chills down your spine. He bites his lower lip just to add to the tension.

"And I'll take very good care of you," he says in a low voice, "Make sure your every need is met…"

I whine now, grinding further on his lap,"D-don't tell my daddy about this 'kay?" I say.

"Why's that?" Toji laughs, still massaging your back and running his fingers up and down your legs. "Is he gonna get mad at his little baby? Is daddy gonna get mad at me for playing with his little girl?"

He bites his lip again and looks you right in the eye. I nod in agreement, my movements fastening.

Toji's cheeks flush as he sees your movements speed up. His breath is steady, but he can feel his heart pounding out of his chest.

"We won't tell daddy," he says, leaning in close to you. His breath is hot against your neck and his voice is husky. His lips are just barely touching your skin, his hands tightening on your thighs.

I finish on his thigh, breathing heavily chest heaving, up and down looking embarrassed.

Toji chuckles softly at seeing you flushed and embarrassed. "Look at how cute you are," he sighs, stroking your cheeks softly. "You have nothing to be embarrassed about, alright?"

His hands move from your thighs to your hips now, the skin to skin contact making him shiver."P-please Toji" I beg eyes fixated on him.

"Mmm?" Just the sound of your voice is enough to drive Toji wild. You're begging for him. He has you right where he wants you.

"Please what?" he whispers. The way he's looking at you makes it clear that he'll do whatever you want him to.

He keeps running his fingers up and down your hip, tracing small circles with his fingertips as he speaks again.

"You want me to not tell your daddy about this?" Toji asks, leaning in closer to you. He lifts your chin up so that you're looking straight at him. "Or is there anything else you want from me?"

"Please just.."

The way his voice trails off makes Toji feel a rush of excitement as he stares down into your eyes.

"Please just what?" he asks, leaning down to get his face just a few inches from yours. He wants to hear your words, he wants to hear you beg.

"Please just take me" i beg.

The words are enough to make Toji shiver with arousal. He leans in and presses his lips against yours, kissing you passionately. As he does, he moves down to hug your legs around your waist, lifting you up to sit on his lap. He kisses you like a starving man, as if you're the only thing he's been able to think about for hours and hours. Your body is pressing up against his now as he kisses you, his hands wandering down to your thighs.

He flips you over, getting on top of you, moving onto your neck placing kisses and leaving marks that will be showing for a couple of days.

"Take off the top or i'll do it myself." He say pulling at your top, a moan leaving your lips as you comply. He flips you over again, places kisses onto your nipples, groping harshly, sucking and nipping at the skin, tweaking and pullling in his big palms while sucking the other one. He moves up placing kisses on your jaw while palming your clothes cunt with his hands.

"Gonna break this pussy. Make it mine." He grunts against you, as you whine and moan his name. He takes off his pants springing out his thick red cock, with precum leaking from the tip. He gives it a few pumps while tapping your cheek with it. "Open" he commands and you comply, obediently.

He fucks your throat, mercilessly in and out till tears are streaming down your face, you cough and he takes it out, lining it at your slit.

"It's too big, it w-won't fit." I cough. "You'll make it fit, princess." He says, moving it slightly. He slams in without warning making you cry out.

"T-toji, Ah, m-more." I cry grinding my hips against him.

"You have me balls deep inside you baby, what else do you want?" Toji grins not moving.

"P-please fuck me, daddy. Fuck me raw pleasepleaseplease" I blabbed mindlessly, and he grins at again. He slams his cock inside and fucks me restlessly, moving both my legs up placing it on his shoulders, hitting my cervix as I clenched around him, moaning his name.

"tojitojitojipleasepleaserightthere" I cried out and he picked up his speed at an animalistic pace. "Gonna cum, princess? Gonna cum on daddy's cock?" He groans.

I climax at the same time as him as he pours thick ropes of cum inside me, still fucking me through the climax. Beads of sweat forms on his face as he wipes it while I lay tired.

"Tired already? Want me to put you to bed?" He teases getting off of you and taking you in his arms,"Don't worry baby, I'll take care of you." He says brushing his fingers through your hair softly.

A/N: guys that was the first time i honestly wrote smut so idk how it was so pls dont bear wit me for it but ill take constructive criticism. thanks hope u enjoyed <3

[muzansslxt]

tojixreader

summary: toji’s cravin your punani

warnings: mature themes (MINORS DNI)

Just thinking about blue collared Toji.

He works long hours at his contracting job, he’s constantly tired and grumpy but oh does he love coming home to you.

You’re always so sweet to him, cooking him warm meals and taking care of the house while he’s away.

One night he comes home particularly cranky, his handsome face covered in stubble and dark bags under his eyes.

“Take your panties off.” He grunts lowly to you as he sets his coffee cup down.

You look up from the sink where you were currently doing dishes and frown slightly “Excuse me?”

“You heard me woman.”

You raise a brow at his demanding tone but comply to his wishes, simply dropping your panties from underneath your cute little sundress.

Toji hummed lowly in approval, his strong hands reached for you and easily plopped you onto the table.

“Lay back for me y/n” he breathed huskily, his large calloused hands traveling down your slender figure.

Almost as if he was committing every curve and dip of your body to memory.

Obeying you lay back on the table, your legs trembled slightly in anticipation “What are you doing?” You ask softly.

Toji gave you a boyish smile as he shrugged non-chalantly, “m’hungry.”

A blush rose to your cheeks as you understood his meaning, his hands pried your thighs apart and gazed lovingly at your pussy.

“Toji-“ you whined softly with embarrassment.

The older man hummed in response before settling himself between your legs, his warm breath fanning across your sensitive flesh as he took a moment to admire your pussy before pressing a gentle kiss to it.

Your thighs instinctively closed around his head as a gasp left your lips, Tojis tongue swirled over your clit with agonizing slowness.

You closed your eyes as waves of pleasure began rolling through your body, the sensation had your mind reeling with ecstasy.

Toji ate your pussy with the conviction of a starved man, his mouth refusing to leave your weeping cunt as he sucked and licked at your clit.

Under his ministrations you were reduced to a wanton mess of moans and sobs, his tongue bringing you to high points you’d never even known before.

His dark eyes never left your face as he wrapped his arms around your thighs tightly, keeping you placed firmly underneath him as your hips bucked and wiggled.

Heat pooled in your belly as a whine of pleasure left your lips, your back arching as his mouth sucked greedily on your clit.

He grunted softly, savouring your sweet tangy flavour as though it were a rare delicacy.

His thick fingers digging into the soft flesh of your thighs as his tongue delved into your aching entrance.

The sensation had your body reeling with pleasure, your toes curled as you felt the heat in your belly finally snap.

“Oh~ m’Toji” You moaned, arching yourself more as pure euphoria filled your senses.

A guttural moan left your lips as Toji sucked sweetly on your swollen nub, the sensation sending your body into sweet pleasure.

You were reduced to wanton moans and shudders as you pushed your pussy against Tojis mouth greedily, riding against his face as the final throws of your orgasm finally died down.

You lay panting for a moment, before shuddering and crying out as you felt Toji’s mouth descend upon you once more.

He chuckled lowly at your surprised face and spread your thighs further.

“M’still hungry for dessert, doll face.” ~

[thelovelyruin]

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18+ MDNI ADULT CONTENT

You will never feel this pretty, and you will never feel this beautiful, when I make it there.

You’ve been looking back and forth between your phone screen and the terminal for the past ten minutes, awaiting his arrival. Anticipation overtakes you, happy to see him after all these months. Another project, he says, but all you hear is another period of loneliness. Fortunately, Gojo told him he’d take good care of you. Well, he surely did. Much, much more than he was supposed to. How long has it been now? 2 months? All you know is that this little fling didn’t start immediately after Toji left for France, despite Gojo giving obvious signs of romantic and sexual attraction. You fought the urges as long as you could, until one night when you missed Toji a little too much, at least that part of him that could satisfy your sexual greed. And who was there? Who didn’t leave you for months at a time, with nothing to hold but the pillow that held his scent? Unfortunately for Toji, that scent was fading, and that lust was growing. You remember that first night, it had been raining particularly hard, due to a hurricane passing through.

“I don’t think you should drive in this weather, it’s raining cats and dogs out there.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I guess I’ll take your couch for the evening then.”

Expectations can kill a simple man, a simple woman.

It wouldn’t hurt right? It’s not like you two were sleeping in the same bed together. Until you couldn’t sleep in the middle of the night, and Gojo was just so conveniently awake. Skin on skin, sweat on sheets, you two couldn’t get enough of each other. Endless nights of defiling the bed you and Toji once shared. You really felt bad when you’d get a text from Toji first thing in the morning, telling you he misses you, he hates the time difference, and how bad he’s trying to finish up work to get back home to you. You’d go to the balcony and call him, Gojo still sound asleep in your bed. Toji would tell you all about the sights he’s been able to see and the foods he’s been able to indulge in, and it hurts particularly bad when he’d send you pictures. Like the one he took in front of the Eiffel Tower, or the one in front of the Louvre, or the ones he sends you when he stays up till 4 AM to have phone sex with you. And he lives for those calls, waiting patiently and forcing himself to stay awake, while you were, well, what were you doing? Arguing with Gojo, of course. You knew you should’ve ended things the second he told you he wanted you to break up with Toji.

I try to master the art of that far away love.

“How can you say you love him if I'm railing you every other night, huh? That doesn’t sound like love at all, but you don’t give a fuck, do you? As long as you get your rocks off, you don’t care who you hurt.”

“Oh, you’ve got some nerve, fucking your best friend’s girlfriend. Don’t think you’re a goddamn saint, Satoru. You act like I told you to catch feelings for me. I mean, what did you think was gonna happen? I’d leave Toji, and me and you would run off and get married and have a little house on the hill with a white picket fence and a nuclear family? Give me a fucking break. I told you from the beginning this was just sex.”

But that argument was days ago, and you hadn’t talked to him since. The distance between the two of you really opened your eyes to what you had done, and things became so real when you got that call from Toji telling you he was finally coming home.

I've been living on the road and you've been living all alone, at home.

"Hey babe, know you’re probably workin, but I got good news. The project’s wrappin up and I get to come home. Be in tomorrow night, Gate C, 11 PM."

Attached was a photo of his boarding pass, which caused your emotions to crumble you down and swallow you whole. Running around for the past few months with another man, and now here Toji was, plane landed, and you were waiting for him at the gate. Like a good girl.

As long as you know that when I land you’re mine.

You peer out the car window and finally see him walking out, you could’ve sworn it was a mirage. He wore that sweater he knows you love so much, muscles stretching the fabric, with a pair of black jeans to match. The moment he laid his eyes on you, he began to rush towards you. You give him a wide smile, opening your arms as he brings you into a full embrace, nuzzling your face in his chest and neck. You took in his scent, tobacco and a musky cologne, the scent was intoxicating. He loosens his grip on you so he could get a good look at your face and of course, you’re crying. What type of girlfriend would you be if seeing him after all these months didn’t bring you to tears? Gently, he wipes them away, kissing you softly with a hand on the back of your neck, pulling away to meet his lustful eyes. With a quick sweep, he picks up his bags, walking to your driver’s door to open it for you, then to the trunk to put them in. As you get into the car, you notice you’ve gotten a text from Gojo, which you don’t even bother to read, just switching your phone to silent and swiping away the notification. Toji opens the passenger door, startling you out of your mission to pretend Gojo doesn’t exist. You give him a weak smile and turn the car on, putting your phone in the cup holder. He comes over the seat to give you a kiss, buckling his seatbelt and putting his hand on your thigh. All of a sudden, you’re touch deprived and that damn hand is the stimulus you needed, the itch Gojo you can't scratch. You drive the car and attempt to act as normal as possible, head flowing into overload with all these emotions. Lust, regret, love, guilt, the list goes on as Toji gives you a concerned look.

“What’s up baby? Look like you’re thinkin’ ‘bout somethin’.”

Then, it all hits you. Toji didn’t deserve this. Here he is, being the good boyfriend he always was, while you drown your sorrows in another man. To say the most while saying the least, you were a goddamn whore. You knew it, but that wasn’t gonna stop you from pretending that things never happened.

“Yeah, baby. I’m alright, just happy to see you is all.”

“Yeah? You missed me-”

'Cause I see fear in your eyes. You've been living out your life.

The two of you are interrupted by your cell phone screen illuminating the cup holder. Toji reaches down to grab it and your fucking life flashes before your eyes. Was this it? The moment you’d been putting off? The inevitable? You give a small sigh as Toji reads the notification, and you feel your heart sink when his smile fades a bit.

“Gojo wants to know if you’re still mad at him? You guys get into an argument about something?”

“Um, yeah. Nothing too crazy, just over who was gonna pick you up from the airport.”

“Why would you guys be going back and forth about that?”

“Well, he didn’t think I should be out this late, but I insisted because I wanted to see you as soon as possible.”

“Oh okay. Looks like you got your way huh?”

Girl, I hope he made you satisfied.

“Yeah, I guess so.”

Then, you give him one of those saccharine smiles, acting like nothing was wrong. The car ride went normally after that, the radio playing softly in the background as Toji went on about the project he was working on. But you, you were spaced the fuck out. Mind blank as you revel in the comedown of the fear you’ve been accumulating for so long. You were snapped out of your haze when you felt Toji’s hand begin to move upwards, his lustful eyes on you like a wolf that needs to satisfy its hunger. Your breath hiccups as his hand travels beneath your jeans, starting to rub your mound through your panties. He does it painfully slow, obviously teasing you, noticing the way your eyes start to flutter and your skin is getting warmer. And you think you’re gonna go crazy, as he picks up the pace just to take his hand away. Toji then gives you one of those little chuckles he does when he knows he’s got you all worked up, smirking and getting comfortable in his seat, trying to pretend that you don’t see that tent in his pants getting higher. Finally, thank god, you think to yourself as you arrive at your apartment. Toji gets out of the car and walks to your door, giving you his hand to climb out of the seat. He gives you a little kiss on your forehead, then proceeds to get his bags out the trunk. You begin to mentally prepare yourself for what’s about to come. You’re practically edging yourself with thoughts of finally getting touched by your boyfriend again. You unlock the door to your apartment and you both walk in, locking the door behind you. In one fell swoop, Toji dropped the bags and pinned you to the back of the door, lips taking your mouth like a starving man. You moan into the kiss when he pulls your legs up to wrap around his waist, hands supporting your lower back as he carries you to your bedroom.

Somebody told me it was pointless for me to come back into your arms.

With a swift motion, Toji lays you back onto the bed, towering over you as he begins to take his top off and unbuckles his belt, throwing it to the floor. His hands, calloused and warm, begin to undress you starting with your shirt, taking the time to kiss your chest as he pulls it over your head. And as your arms fall back down, he’s already on you, feverishly sucking and biting the skin of your breasts, snaking a hand behind your back to free them from their captivity. As your breasts fall out the bra, he takes a nipple into his mouth, massaging the other in a way that has you mewling soft moans into the air. 

But only so much can keep a woman warm.

Toji finds his way down your body, kissing and licking the skin of your torso as his fingers hook under your pants. He pulls them down fast, then comes down to your panties, which are having a hard time covering how obviously wet he’s made you. But he’s not gonna give you what you want quite yet, instead leaving hickies up and down your thighs as he sees you bucking your hips into the air, practically begging to be touched. He gives a sly smirk as he brings his lips to hover over the fabric of your thong, taking in your scent that he’s missed for so long. A thumb comes up to rub your clit through the fabric, making you squirm and plead for him. Once he’s satisfied with how frustrated he’s made you, he pulls your panties off, coming once more to your clit, giving it a soft lick. His eyes are on you now, and he thinks you look so fucking pretty for him. All hot and bothered, wrapping your fingers in his hair and attempting to push his face down.

And he can't make you feel this pretty. No he won't make you feel this beautiful.

Toji brings his lips to yours, beginning to eat you. His tongue works its way in and out of your pussy, nose rubbing against your clit. His arms come up to wrap around your thighs, keeping you in place as he devours you like a mad man. And you swear head has never felt this good, the way he’s eating you, no, consuming you, Gojo’s tongue could never compare. And you make him so happy when you pull at his hair, riding his face as he brings his fingers up to explore your pussy. His fingers pump in and out of you at a rate that drives you crazy, making that feeling build up inside you. Toji knows your body all too well, time hasn’t gotten in the way of his knowledge at all, cause he sees that pretty face you’re making when you’re trying to contain yourself, and the way your mouth opens into an O as his fingers find that special spot inside of you. You’re begging, praying, he lets you cum and doesn’t decide to edge you. Your eyes meet him as you whisper to him that you’re about to cum, that fire inside you about to go ablaze. There he goes, smirking again, sucking harder and faster, picking up the pace as you melt against him.

“So then, cum for me baby.”

And with that, your body betrays you, that feeling you tried so hard to contain snaps and you’re seeing fucking stars, gushing cum on his fingers, saturating his lips with the juices he’s craved for so long. The wave crashes, the cup spills, and you’re putty in his hands, moaning his name out into the room so beautifully that he swears he might die. He brings himself up to get a good look at you, wiping his face of your essence. You look so god damn sexy, the light of his life, the fire in his loins. You were just so goddamn perfect. Toji’s good girl.

We've been living in a cold, cold world, a cold world.

You’re watching him with anticipation, it feels like he’s taking years to undo that damn zipper. And just as you're seconds away from ripping his pants off, he’s stripped them off and thrown them to the floor, his boxers shortly behind. You’re practically in awe of him, physique on full display, everything from his chest to his, well, your one way ticket to a second orgasm. He’s back on you now, kissing your neck and leaving love bites as he positions himself. You’re driving him crazy, the scent of you, the look of you, the feel of you, as he slips inside you slowly. He feels your hands come up to his back, nails digging into the skin there as you brace yourself for his shaft, reveling in the feeling of being stretched open again. To be fair, it’s not like Gojo didn’t have good dick. It just wasn’t Toji’s, wasn’t even in the same fuckin ballpark. 

But at least I have you to rely, even if for a short time.

Toji pushes inside you fully now, groaning in your ear as he begins to fuck you slowly. The slow strokes are sending you into oblivion, eyes rolling in the back of your head. Once he’s satisfied that he’s prepared you enough, he picks up the pace, breathing on your neck and whimpering as you take him oh so well. And he feels like your pussy was made for him when he pulls out to slam his hips back into you again, and you're screaming out his name like your life depends on it. You can’t bear to look at him when he gives you that look, like he’s gonna take you, take everything you have and you’ll give it to him, because you're his and you know it. No man will ever make you feel the way Toji does, not when he’s rutting his hips into you at a threatening rate, pulling whimpers out of you left and right. Then, there’s that goddamn look on his face again, because he knows he’s fucking you so hard and so good that you’ll be his and his only. Fuck anyone else, he was fucking you here and now, and there’s that feeling again, body craving to cum all over him. He knows you’re close, and like clockwork his thumb comes down to your clit, rubbing it to take you higher and higher. You’re losing your goddamn mind. So many months of wanting, needing, yearning, for Toji’s touch and here it was, lulling you into a haze, mind all fuzzy from your inherent need to cum. With a couple of deep thrusts, he’s got you right where he wants you. You throw your head back into the pillow, arching your back and scratching the skin on his shoulder, trying to find something to grip on as your body cums for him. You’re spent, giving him everything you have to give, singing his name like a lullaby that’s pushing him right where he needs. He’s moaning and groaning like crazy, hand gripping the headboard as he loses himself in your pussy. It’s like a firecracker for him, cumming in the pussy he’s missed for so long, hearing your squeals as he cums inside you. His body falls over yours, careful not to hurt you, then falling to your side, gasping for air. The two of you are a sticky, sweaty mess, cum surely all over the sheets. In that moment, you forget. You forget your regret, your sorrow. You forget the cheating. You forget your mistake. You forget Satoru Gojo.

There are certain things that I've come to understand.

Toji pulls you into his embrace, nuzzling your face against his chest and wrapping your arm around him. As he pulls the covers over the two of you, all you can think about is ending things with Gojo. You knew what you wanted and it was Toji. Who else would hold you like him? Satisfy your cravings? Surely not his best friend. And as you feel his hand begin to rub your back, you feel yourself drifting away, into a plane of existence where there’s only you and Toji, and nothing could ever compare to the feeling of his love washing over you.

“I know you fucked Satoru.”

The words you never wanted to hear. A wave of guilt washes over you, pulling you under the water where you're damned to accept the consequences of your actions. You freeze, unsure of what to do or say next. Surely you won’t bring your eyes up to look at him. How could you? You knew you couldn’t bare to see the hurt expression on his face when you actively admit to fucking the person he entrusted to take care of you in his absence.

“He sent you that text earlier, nearly lost my shit when I read it.”

“Toji, I-”

“Wanna know what he said? He said ‘I know you’re probably still upset with me, but I’d be lying if I said I didn't miss you, especially that pussy.’ I can’t make this shit up.”

Said you fucked another man, finally I knew this day would come.

“How long?”

“Two months.”

“You gotta be fuckin kidding me. Do you want him?”

“I, I, um-”

“Answer me, do you fuckin want him?”

“Toji! Of course not, the only man I love is you. He was just, just a thing to fill the void. I promise, it just happened, I never wanted to hurt you!”

 But baby, I won’t cry.

Toji groaned, bringing his hand to his face in defeat. You were crying now, straight word vomit, saying anything to get him to forgive you. But you know you fucked up. You fucked up bad. And now Toji is gonna leave you. Leave everything you’ve built together, all because you couldn’t keep your legs closed while he was gone. But, despite his anger, he brings a hand up to your face to wipe your tears, arm slinking around your waist as he pulls you back down to his chest, letting out a deep sigh.

“Just please tell me you won’t see him anymore and I promise I won't leave you for that long again. But cheat on me again and we’re fuckin over.”

“I won’t, Toji. I promise.”

"Quand une putain de colombe chante sa chanson, c'est tout ce qu'on entend. Les jours défilent comme de la ficelle dans le vent. Embobiné dans ma toile, je les dévoile à nouveaux. Souffrant d'un cœur brisé. Une douleur très profonde. C'est là où je l'ai aperçue. Seule.”

𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 : “When a fucking white dove sings its song, that's all we hear. The days roll by string in the wind. Tangled into my web I reveal them again. Suffering from a broken heart. A very deep pain. This is where I saw her. Alone.”

♱ the song used in this story is pretty by the weeknd. 🖤

♱ masterlist.

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𝖆𝖚 𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖔𝖎𝖗, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖞𝖗𝖚𝖎𝖓.

[viixen01]

𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍

☁️ - fluff 🎀 - smut 🕷️ - angst 🌑 - dark

⚫️ - really dark

☙ — 𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐘 ☁️

⤷ Toji fushiguro x reader

Little megumi get into an accident while with his dad.

☙ — 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐅𝐓. 𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐏𝐓𝟏 🎀

⤷ jjk men x reader

jjk with breeding kinks knocking reader up

𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍 ..

[berristreasuredlibrary]

Eyes on the Camera, Baby

Warnings: porn, porn, porn, age gap (not specified but it's there), reader is a camgirl/pornstar, SatoruxReader, SuguruxReader, SatoruxReaderxSuguru, KentoxReader, ShokoxReader (all pornstars), TojixReader (Toji is not a pornstar), Toji is not a broke hoe (yay!), all pairs will be in separate parts.

This post(s) contains: masturbation (both male and female), sex toys, filming (consensual on both ends), breath play, spit play, fingering (f! receiving), oral (both male and female receiving), cum eating, spanking, biting/kissing, hair pulling, temperature play (ice cubes), choking, impact play (light slapping, female receiving), degrading (whore, slut, etc.), praising (good girl, atta girl, etc.), pet names (angel, doll face, doll, sweetheart, baby, etc.), sir kink, size difference, manhandling, unprotected sex (stay safe out there guys 🫡), double penetration + plus more that I will put later on when they arise.

"Fuck, you're all so dirty." Your breathy moans fill the room as your fingers dive into your soaking pussy repeatedly, curving them slightly only to barely have them graze the spot you want to hit. Pouting softly, glossy lips full and tinted red, you bring your eyes up to your screen, reading the flooding comments as best you can, biting your lip when your thumb rubs against your clit.

"You want me to use my dildo? Mmm, fuck. Well, which one?" You smile so innocently, even as you bring your fingers out of your pussy and up to your lips, licking and sucking your sticky essence from the digits. Giggling, you watch as more comments pour in, different suggestions and demands, your computer dings with notifications of different tips you've earned so far.

"Oh? You guys want me to use my clear one? That one's too big though, hurts a little." You pout once more up at the camera, though your hand is already reaching for the clear dildo - a personal favorite if you're being honest - thick in girth and decently sized in length. While it is true that it's on the bigger side, your viewers know damn well it's not too big for you. They've watched you fuck yourself on it countless times, you have no problem when they suggest that specific dildo.

Huffing as you watch comments state just that, you eye the camera for a moment before settling on your tummy right in front of it, setting the dildo in front of you before parting your lips to let a glob of spit fall onto the tip. You hear more notifications come from your computer and bite back a smile, already anticipating your next expensive purchase.

Instead, you swirl your tongue over the head of your dildo, letting your saliva dribble down the toy before wrapping your lips around it and enveloping it in your mouth. Bobbing your head, you suck and swirl your tongue along the clear toy, coating it messily with your spit, your eyes never leaving the camera.

Comments flood your second screen, and your eyes flicker over for a moment, reading the praise that has your pussy clenching around nothing. Moving your head lower, you work the fake cock further into your mouth, gliding your tongue along the shaft, until the tip of it hits the back of your throat.

Gagging around the dildo, your vision blurs with tears, though you blink them away in time to read more praises popping up on your screen. Pulling away from the dildo, a string of spit connects the tip to your lips before snapping, and you sit up to stare at the camera. “What position do you want me in?”

Smiling so innocently at the camera, your eyes flicker to the side as you read the flood of comments, watching with interest as you glide the tip of the dildo through your folds, your thighs twitching when the head rubs across your clit. Humming in mock thought, you bite back a smirk, watching as comments continue to fill your screen, shifting so you're laying back and spreading your legs.

~

Your legs are spread far enough to expose your glistening pussy and the clear dildo that sinks repeatedly into it, lewd squelching sounds and your mewls coming from his phone’s speaker as his eyes remain glued to the screen.

Toji palms his dick through his sweats, rubbing up and down slowly, cupping the bulge, before he’s pushing the article of clothing down his hips. The sweats now rest around his thighs, just enough for his dick to spring free, bobbing up and down from its sheer size.

His tip leaks pre, angry and flushed a shade of red, and he can feel it throbbing in his large hand when he gives himself a few shallow pumps, using his pre as lube. His abs flex as he groans lowly, head falling back to lightly thud against his headboard, lifting his phone up to his face so he can continue watching your stream.

He always thought you were a pretty little thing, so eager to please everyone, though he knew it was mostly for money, with your doe eyes and pouty lips. Ever since he found you that one night, he can’t seem to get you out of his head, as stupid as it sounds to him.

It’s ridiculous really, how you’ve got him in a chokehold.

He’d been scrolling through his Instagram feed, mindlessly liking a few posts here and there until he stumbled upon one of your posts. At first, he thought you were just a dumb little girl fresh outta high school, posting about your little vacation now that school was over.

However, when he really looked at your post, he was pleasantly surprised. It was a selfie of yourself, a drink in hand, and fancy camera equipment behind you. His eyes flickered down to your caption, cocking a brow as he read it.

“Filming today with my beloved, @Real_Satoru, I’m so excited! Any suggestions?”

What a dirty little thing you turned out to be. When he’d found your livestream, after spending an obnoxiously annoying amount of time creating a profile, he’d been shocked, to say the least.

It was the most passionate thing he’d ever seen, and he’d seen his fair share of porn. The title had been something along the lines of ‘Fucking My Rival’ or some corny thing like that, but the video itself? Far from corny.

Your videos weren’t crappy, with bad acting and all, like most porn videos. The ones where he just has to skip the first twenty minutes because it’s pointless dialogue and shit that makes his dick go soft with how annoying it is.

The video in particular, had started out with you and Satoru passing by in what looked like the common room of dormitories, a smirk on his face and a sweet smile on yours. However, when you both got close enough, your sweet smile turned smug as you held up a test, a big ‘100%’ on it, and Satoru’s smirk turned into a scowl.

As you passed by him, he turned his head slightly to watch you saunter away, his blue eyes gazing at you icily as you headed up towards your dorm, peering at him from over your shoulder, batting your lashes his way before disappearing into your dorm.

~

There was no warning when the scene changed. Instead, he was greeted with the sight of Satoru's tongue shoved down your throat, his hand between your thighs. Soft mewls were swallowed by Satoru, the sounds of your pussy squelching made Toji's dick throb as he stared wide-eyed at his screen.

Two of Satoru's long fingers sunk into your pussy, your slick dripping down from his wrist, as his free hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing lightly when his tongue slid further into your mouth. At a particular thrust of his fingers, your soft mewls grow louder, making Satoru pull back with a smirk, watching you through hooded eyes.

Slipping his fingers from your clenching pussy, the white-haired male grins when you whine, clutching his rumpled shirt with a pout. "Toru, was so close. Why'd you stop?" Scoffing lightly, he adds pressure to your neck, making you whine louder when he leans closer, nudging your nose with his.

"What? You think you're gonna get to cum first? Nuh-uh, you're gonna work for it, you brat. Make me cum first, since you think you're so much better than me." When you whine again, he tsks softly, pushing you down onto your knees while unbuckling his belt.

Tapping his leaky tip against your pouty lips, he watches as you huff, before slowly taking his dick into your mouth, swirling your tongue along his sensitive tip before moving further. Looking up at Satoru with your wide eyes, you moan around his length when his fingers tangle in your hair and he guides your head down more.

Hissing softly, he watches you bob your head up and down his length slowly, finding a rhythm that's comfortable for you, but he doesn't want you to be comfortable. So, he grabs your head and snaps his hips forward, groaning when you choke on his lengthy cock.

His head falls back as he continues to fuck your mouth, keeping a messy rhythm that has you gagging each time his tip pushes past your uvula, groaning up at the ceiling when your hands grip his thighs, digging your pretty blue nails into his skin. His teeth grind together as your throat constricts around his length, saliva dribbling down your chin, your mascara smeared as tears blur your vision.

A breathless, "Fuck," is the only warning you get before ropes of cum are spilling down your throat. You only get a few gulps of his seed before he pulls out from your mouth and jerks himself off quickly. Pearly, sticky cum shoots out across your face, landing on your cheeks and on your glasses, round frames messy now with his seed.

A smug grin is plastered across Satoru's face as he stares down at you, his chest rising and falling with ragged breaths. Your hands move from their place on his thighs to grab your glasses, huffing as you stare down at them. "'Toru, you got them all dirty." Raising the frames to your lips, your tongue drags across the cum-covered lenses, collecting the sticky mess and swallowing it down with ease.

Satoru lets out a strangled groan as he watches you from above, eyes fixed on the way your tongue darts out to lick across your lips and collect any remnants of him. Leaning down, he hoists you up easily over his shoulder, landing a harsh slap to your ass when you squeal, and he takes you to the bed in the middle of the room.

Dropping you onto the bed, he hikes your skirt up and pushes your legs open. His index finger hooks into the waistband of your pretty little panties before he tugs them off, slipping them into his pocket discreetly. As the camera zooms in, Toji audibly groans, his hand dropping down to squeeze the throbbing boner he'd popped minutes ago. His hand tightens around his phone as he stares completely enthralled by your pussy, glistening with your slick.

Unable to handle the need gnawing at him, Toji's hand pushes down the waistband of his pesky bottoms, hand wrapping around his cock as he continues watching the scene play out, feeling like a pathetic teenager.

Satoru's face moves closer to your dripping core and his fingers spread you open, bright eyes meeting your own when you gasp so cutely. Slowly, he drags his tongue from your entrance all the way up to your clit, taking the sensitive bud into his mouth and flicking it repeatedly with the tip of his tongue.

Your hands fly into his white hair, tugging on the strands as your hips roll up, greedy for more of his mouth. Murmuring his name so sweetly, Satoru grants you mercy, sucking on your clit as his fingers dip into your core, curling them to rub against that gummy spot inside you. Mewling into the air, your eyes flutter shut at the sensation, your thighs threatening to close around Satoru’s head.

When Satoru flattens his tongue to roll over your clit repeatedly, his fingers continuously hit that spot, and your thighs squeeze around his head, making him hum in delight as his eyes meet yours over the tops of your heaving breasts. Moving his free hand up, he tugs your rumbled button-up blouse open, a few buttons flying popping off, to play with your tits. Pinching and rolling a nipple, he buries his face into your dripping pussy, licking and sucking up your sticky essence without care.

His fingers dip and curl into your clenching hole repeatedly, his mouth continuing to work wonders and his fingers tug on your poor nipples. When your mewls turn higher pitched, he redoubles his efforts, licking and sucking faster as his fingers curl into that spot over and over again until your orgasm crashes over you.

Toji swears he's never busted as quickly as he did, watching your eyes roll back and your back arch off the bed. Seeing your thighs twitch and tremble, hearing your heavenly fucking moans, it's too damn much for him. And before he knows it, he's spilling into his hand with a ragged groan, eyes blown wide in surprise as pure ecstasy courses through his veins.

His own chest heaves as he pauses the video, staring down at his ruined sweats, his seed soaking through the fabric. Tsking softly, he grunts as he tosses the covers off his legs, standing to make his way to the bathroom, snatching up a clean pair of sweats along the way.

He couldn't believe it, he didn't even last the entire video. Barely made it to the halfway point, in fact. He wasn't some loser, virgin teenage boy who couldn't control a nut, but goddamn you were a vision to behold. He'd have you, there's no doubt about it, one way or another.