#i feel like toji has multiple vehicles

[seraphdreams]

what cars do you think the jjk characters drive?

[princessb4mbi]

guys my age x toji fushiguro

warnings: age gap (reader is 19), virginity loss, !college advisor toji, oral sex (fem receiving), college setting, black!fem reader

“listen everyone, we have 10 minutes before the bell rings so take this time to study for you quiz next class!” your teacher says. you hear the boys behind you snicker.

your college professor is one attractive woman at most. she’s probably around her mid 30s but that doesn’t stop immature 18-21 year olds from making idiotic flirts to her. they are so immature, how are you in college but just can’t grow up? you think to yourself. you ignore there snarky remarks being made about your teacher and focus back on your work. energy and momentum huh?..

you were so dedicated to your work that you didn’t even hear the sound of rain pouring hard. nor did you realize the bell had rung. you pack up your stuff as your classmates pour out from the room like ants. once your outside, you take out your old, but still usable pink umbrella from your bag. you couldn’t bring yourself to throw it away, and you didn’t want to spend money on getting a brand new one anyways.

as you walk through the rain, the unfortunate run past you to their vehicles or buses. you feel someone, no multiple people brush against you. “sorry! let’s share this yea?”

it was none other than the guys from before who practically took your umbrella. if i was their size, we would’ve been gotten into a fight.

you forcefully remove your umbrella from out their hands, and pick up your pace. you don’t even stop to shake your umbrella from any leftover ran and go inside your car. you already had so much work to do, and you just had to deal with boys who are considered “men”. you drive to your favorite cafe to have some sweets that will hopefully cheer you up.

you hear the bells jingle as you enter. you are greeted by the cafe workers’ “welcome”. you walk to the table nearest to a window and place your items down. you place your headphones in your ears and play your daily rnb.

20 minutes later.

for the most part, you have gotten most of your homework done. you sigh and rub your eyes. you felt a light tap on your desk. you look up and its your college advisor mr. fushiguro.

“oh hello mr. fushiguro! how are you?” you ask looking at him. you weren’t gonna lie, he was a very fine man. sure he has a kid and is in his 30s but, there’s just something about him that’s just so sexy.

“i’m doing good, may i sit here?” he asks pointing to the empty chair infront of you. you nod your head immediately. “so mr. fushi-“

“toji. we aren’t on campus, so you can call me that.”

you feel yourself tingling. god he’s so hot.. you think staring at your coffee. you look back at toji, seeing him already looking at you. he has a slight smirk across his face. “so, mrs. y/l/n .. how has college been treating you?”

“it’s been ok,” you bite your lip. “personally, it could be a little better but i’m not complaining to much.”

toji hums in response. he stares at the table, seeming as if he thinking of something else to say. “what things could be better?” your eyes meet together. his green eyes bore into your brown ones. “of course, mrs. y/l/n, it is my priority to make you comfortable at all times..” he says huskily.

“uhm..” you feel yourself getting warm. “maybe the boys could be a little more respectful..”

he gulps down the rest of coffee and sighs. “yeah, they’re real bothersome, all i can tell you that you don’t need them to bother you,” he stares at his watch and clears his throat. “listen, i gotta go, but if there’s any more concerns, you are free to come to my office.” with that, he gets up from the seat and walks out the door, his back muscles forming from his tight shirt.

an hour later.

you finally finish what felt like pure hours of homework, catching up on most of your classes. but even then, the lingering thought of your bills comes forth. the phone bill, the apartment bill, your books.. it’s all so much for you.

“10 minutes before closing!” the worker from before announces. the sound of heavy rain pours out from nowhere. again?… gah i truly hate rain.

you pack up all your belongings, your laptop, notebook and pens before cleaning yourself up and walking outside the door. you open your umbrella and run to your car, plopping your things inside. you can’t help but think about what you and mr. fushiguro’s conversation from earlier.

…

you don’t know why, but you find yourself driving to mr. fushiguro’s office. it could be too late, but it’s worth it anyways. you walk up to his door and knock on it. no response. you start to have second thoughts, regretting even coming up and thinking about driving home for the day.

you raise your hand to knock one more time until the door opens to mr. fushiguro. he was in different clothes from earlier, switching to a tight turtleneck and pants to a black crewshirt and sweatpants. his hair was sort of drenched, he must have gotten here not too long ago.

“o- um.. i’m so sorry for interrupting i just..” he stares down at you in pure silence. you truly didn’t like the situation he’s putting you in. and your not too sure if he’s aware of how intimidating he is. “don’t fret, come inside.” he says pushing himself to the side of the door.

he walks behind you as you sit on the couch. the door clicks behind you both, locking y’all inside. “so, mrs. y/l/n, what has been bothering you?” you twindle your fingers, thinking of words to say. “or are you too stressed to say hmm?” he says warmly.

he walks up to you and crouches now that your faces are somewhat close together. his rough hands yet clean caresses your cheeks. “what have you come here for, y/n.” he says lowly. you look around the room, too flustered to say anything.

“look at me.”

your eyes immediately look into his. “c’mon baby, use your words..” he moves closer to you face, your lips just inches from touching. his thumb rubs back and forth between your lips, slighty ruining your lipgloss.

“can i make you use your words then?” he asks. you nod giving him the go. he kisses your lips, prying open your mouth with his tongue. you moan in his mouth, causing him to become a little more rougher with the kiss. he pulls away, you frowning in slight disappointment. he sits next to you kissing you once more and pushing himself down into you into you’re completely under him.

he breaks up the kiss leaving sloppy kisses down your neck stopping on your chest. he looks up at you for approval (CONSENT IS IMPORTANT GUYS!!), you nodding your head again. he suddenly rips of your buttoned shirt, hearing the buttons fall all over the floor. “i��m sorry, i couldn’t control myself.” he says painfully.

he cups your breasts and squishes them softly. as much as you’re enjoying this, you want no.. you need him to go a little faster. “mr. fus-, no toji, please be faster.. i want you to touch me so bad.” you whimper.

“m’ sorry baby, for making you wait.” he leans down to you once again. “but you’re so desperate for daddy’s touch hm?..” he presses his now glossy lips against yours, kissing you way harder from before. his slides his hands into your bra, playing with your hard nipple. you whimper under his touch.

he stops kissing you to remove his shirt revealing his toned abs. you slid your hand down it, feeling the rock hard sensation. he caresses your inner thigh, with his other hand tugging at your shorts. with one hand, he unbuttons your shorts and unfastens your zipper, sliding your pants off. your lace pink panties show bringing a slight smile to toji’s face.

toji slides his hand towards your cunt, rubbing you in your panties. “you’re so aroused baby.. m’ gonna make you feel so good.” he slurs. toji pulls your panties off, revealing your slick cunt. with his two long fingers, he spreads your lips apart. he circles your clit with his middle finger. you immediately feel a jolt of pressure, letting out a pornographic moan. toji moves closer to your cunt, just mere inches away from it.

he sucks on your clit, playing around with it with his tongue. you grip onto his long black locks, bringing him closer to your face.

at this point, toji just couldn’t handle himself anymore. he fixed his position and got a better grip on your thighs that would most certainly leave a print afterwards. he’s eating you out as if you’re his last meal, while you try your hardest to keep in your moans. you can’t help moan and whimper at the immeasurable pleasure toji brings. “mm- ah toj- toji please i can’t”

he stops lifting himself pull down his pants, revealing his rather large dick print. you start to get nervous. you were virgin and just didn’t expect your first time to be with someone that.. big. “don’t be scared princess, i promise i won’t make it hurt,” you nod and gulp in response. toji pulls down his boxer, his dick recoiling from impact. it’s long and girthy, filled with veins and a red tip.

“shit.. i don’t have a condom on me.. do you want to continue anyways?” he says looking at you for assurance. “mhm, i’m on my pills anyways.” you say. toji lines up his dick with your cunt, slowly pushing it in. you whimper and bite your lip in pain. he rubs your tummy trying to relieve the pain.

after some sweet words, toji was fully inside you. you couldn’t accept the fact that your college advisor was fucking you. but it felt too good, he made you feel so good. “can i move baby?” toji asks snatching you away from your thoughts. “please.”

toji thrusts into you, at first a slow pace which would get faster the more you begged. toji now is fucking you at a fast but pleasurable pace. the room filled with moans and grunts. “mm’ you’re so desperate aren’t you baby? you wanted me to fill you up that bad?” he grunts. you can’t say nothing but whimper n moan in response.

you grip on his arms, tense from him gripping on your waist. “toji- please im..” you whimper, warning him. “do it baby,” he says. you cum all over his cock, limping down from impact. you feel his cock twitch inside you, toji immediately pulls out, jerking his cock and cumming on your stomach. he plops down next to you, coming face to face. “you did so well baby,” he says.

you catch your breath laying on his chest. “guys my age can’t treat me well.. mr. fushiguro,” you say circling his chest.

“come to my office and i’ll make you feel better whenever they do.”