#once again toji manages to distract me while studying

[satoruxx]

boyfriend toji asks you to workout with him all the time, but not in the way you’re thinking. you’re his incentive, a little prize for working so hard.

so of course he cages you underneath him as he does push ups, claiming a victory kiss each time he lowers himself to the ground. honestly the way you laugh and giggle is far more satisfying than the actual workout part of it, his lips quirking into a half smile each time he pushes back up.

“you’re so lame,” you laugh, patting his flexing bicep and he rolls his eyes.

“what’s wrong with havin’ a prize? i’m workin’ so hard,” he stresses the last word with an over exaggerated sigh.

“yeah right like this isn’t the easiest possible thing for you—”

a heavy kiss—his favorite way of shutting you up. he pulls back, expression going smug at your dazed reaction.

“you sure do talk a lot for someone who’s enjoying it.” he quips.

and you do enjoy it—honestly you’d take any excuse to steal affection from the hulking wolf of a man that is your boyfriend, especially when he’s always so willing to give it.

some days he’ll switch it up and ask you to get on his back as he does his push ups, because god knows he’s strong and he can handle you so easily.

and he likes the way you loop your arms around his neck, likes the way you squeal as he playfully tries to bite your fingers when they get too close to his face.

“i think i’ll just stay up here,” you comment from atop his back, and toji can hear your smile.

“oh yeah?” he grunts as he lowers himself to the ground.

“mhm.” your fingers drum over his back. “you look pretty good like this. i can boss you around and everything.”

“hah—” an evil smirk, even as sweat drips down his temple. “watch your mouth, kid. don’t push your luck.”

you laugh, he grins. somehow you just make the whole process that much more fun for him.

toji is selfish too. bad enough that he has you trapped either under him or on top of him as he does push ups for as long as he can. but once he’s done and you’re about to go do your own work he’s grabbing your wrist with that trademark smirk going, “hey i’m not done yet.”

and then you find yourself holding his feet down as he casually does sit ups, and of course each time he makes it back up he’s kissing you. you giggle each time, leaning your weight onto your palms to keep his legs steady as you peak over his knees. the sound tickles his ears—infectious.

“aren’t you tired yet?” you call out, tilting your head with a teasing smile. toji pulls himself up, abs flexing as his bulky arms stay put behind his head.

“tired?” he scoffs, lips brushing over yours. he pulls back just slightly, hooded eyes boring into yours. “i got my energy right here.”

he’s ridiculous. selfish and utterly ridiculous. it comes to a point where he refuses to do his exercises if you’re not there, claiming that “it’s no fun workin’ hard if there’s nothin’ to work hard for.”

but obviously half of the time he ends up forgetting about the workout anyway, grabbing at your waist to pull you into his lap as he presses his mouth to yours eagerly—one little prize already managing to distract him.

for someone so strong, toji can be embarrassingly weak when it comes to you.

oh well, no harm done. he knows he can get his exercise in a different way—and you have no problem with that either.

[dissociation-station123]

TojiXreader one shot-mature

Smut and angst all mixed into one

A constant shrill ringing in your ears was the only thing allowing you to cling to consciousness. Your mind was no longer full of the constant anxiety of day to day life. Only the sensations of pain and pleasure blending into an addictive cocktail.

“You're doing so well for me…” a gruff voice groaned into your ear. “Just… hah.. a bit longer” you tried to cling on to the muscular figure in front of you but you felt too weak. Your overworked muscles felt like jelly.

You moan as his hands wrap around your throat once again. “Fuck I love that face…” His voice was raspy and breathless. You feel his figure tense and deep guttural grunts escape his lips. You whimper as you feel him release deep inside of you.

“Shhh…” You are pulled up gently into his arms as he moves your hair from your face. “Your ok sweetheart.” You nuzzle into his neck as he rubs your back. “No no…” He hums into your ear, “Look at me.”

Suddenly he is cradling your head. You feel his lips leaving quick kisses along your face. “Come on…” You lift your heavy eyelids with a sigh until you meet his piercing green gaze. “There she is…”

“Toji…” You mumble finding your voice. A smirk forms on his face, the thin scar on his lips draws your gaze. His lips are on yours taking away what little breath you had. “Mmm.” You get drawn in again, enjoying his fingers tugging at your hair.

“I can’t…” you mumble after his tongue probes your mouth greedily. “Please…” a soft whine of protest causes a deep chuckle from his chest.

“It’s ok princess.” Toji soothes you as you finally begin to come back to your senses. “I’m going to run a bath.” He lays you back onto the bed but as he tugs away you grip his wrist. “I promise I’m not leavin ya right now…” He whispers and you reluctantly let go. “Good girl.”

You watch his broad back exit your bedroom door as your brain starts formulating thoughts again. You let that man back in. Back into your home and your heart. A few compliments and a shitty excuse was all it took. He was the only one who could make you lose yourself. Lose all control and damn it it was exhilarating.

Your mind curses you as you recall the events that led to you now trying to find the strength to move. “How are you doing princess?” His raspy voice interrupts you scolding yourself. You look up into those beautiful green eyes and frown.

Toji ignores your expression, helping you sit up so you can drink a glass of water. You slowly sip as he lifts the glass. “You seein anybody?” Toji randomly asks and you choke. As you cough you glare up at him and he wears that same smug expression.

“No…” you practically growl and that grin falls just a bit.

“You really should.” He says as if chastising you. That familiar feeling of disappointment and anger returns as if in cue. Before you could curse him he lifts you up into his arms. You decide to stay silent as he takes you to the bathroom and sets you into your tub.

You feel his eyes studying you but you refuse to look at him. “Aww Y/N don’t be like that.” His low chuckle echoes against the tile. The sound was both haunting and angelic to your ears.

When you still refuse to meet his eyes, you hear him click his teeth. From the corner of your vision you see him lean over and grab the clean washcloth he had prepared. “Toji… Do you just enjoy hurting me?” You managed to ask and hear him sigh.

This time he is speechless as he runs the cloth along your tired body. You close your eyes distracted by the warm water cascading down your skin. The silence did not bother you but you could feel the tension between you now. After he washes you clean from the mix of sweat and his own essence he stands.

“I’m going to smoke real quick…” You hear him mutter and you shrug. He loves putting distance between you after ruining you. Toji Fushiguro was a menace and a pest. You know you need to exterminate him from your life. Why was it so difficult?

After a while you groan as your muscles begin to ache. You manage to push yourself up and step out of the tub. Grabbing the towel he left out you begin drying yourself off. Seeing the marks he always leaves makes your stomach flip. You walk to your mirror and look at your reflection.

“I’m so tired…” you say as you see the dark circles. Your fingers run along the bruise starting to form around your neck. These will outlast the time you spend together… Another reminder of your constant mistake.

The bathroom door swings open and your drug stands behind you. His large arms wrap around your waist as your gazes meet in the glass. “I was broken before I met you, Toji. You just remind me that the world is cruel. I use you to punish myself I think…”

Both of you have twisted expressions. “You remind me that there is good out there. I always fuck this up because I don’t deserve it.” Toji whispers into your ear and then lays a small kiss on your neck.

“How cliche…” you mutter and laugh. You hear him laugh as well. Then you both burst out into chuckles. It was not out of happiness. It was one of those gut wrenching reflexes where if you don’t laugh then you would both cry.

“Will I see you in the morning?” You ask a bit coldly. Toji doesn’t respond right away. Instead he roughly pulls your head back and kisses you passionately. Your tongues are both fighting for dominance then he bites your lower lip.

“You want me to tell you a lie?” He asks and you roll your eyes. You push him away and walk out, hearing him follow closely behind. “Come on Y/N let’s keep pretending I’m a good guy just for tonight huh?”

You turn quickly on your heel with a sinister smile. You grab his chin tightly, his eyes widen in surprise. “There is no such thing as a good guy, Toji.” Your voice is stern and his expression shifts to match your amusement. “Now pour me a glass of whiskey.” He nods and you release his face. Moving into the dining room you sit at the island and watch him prepare you a drink.

“How is work?” He asks as if he really cared. You scoff and he flashes his teeth. “Humour me…” He pleads and you take in a breath.

“Ooo it’s wonderful. I always imagined sitting in a cubicle all day. My work really matters, you know.” Your voice oozed sarcasm. This time Toji rolled his pretty eyes in your direction as he slid over your glass. “How is the business of murdering people?”

Toji grins, “Fucking hell Y/N…” He laughs watching as you take a long sip. “It’s great being a dog I guess. Havin to attack when ordered. The best!” He matches your tone and you find yourself smirking.

“I’m surprised your master let you off the leash for a bit.” You add and he shrugs. You finish the liquor too quickly and the heat rushes to your cheeks. “I’ll have to send him a thank you card.”

“You bitch…” Toji growls but you could tell he was enjoying the banter. His expression was soft. “He knew I needed to fuck something. I was getting a bit unruly.”

“Lucky me…” you mumble and before you could blink he had lifted you up, placed you on the counter top, and spread your legs to ease between them.

“You fucking love that I always come slinkin back to you.” His voice lowers as he pushes his forehead against yours.

“Maybe…” you say as your breaths mingled together. Your eyes traveled lower and you could see he was ready to take you again. “Your fucking insatiable Toji…” You moan as his hands grip your large thighs.

“You love that too.” He says and you could not deny him that fact. No matter how much you hated him when he disappeared. The moment he returned your heart always leapt out of your chest in excitement. “You should have never walked into that bar.”

“Well I always tend to have the worst luck…” you whisper and both of you smile. “Now do whatever you want…”

He did not need any more coaxing. Your head fell back as he shoved himself deep inside of you. Your legs shook in protest but he held you steady as he began thrusting aggressively. Both your words were now animalistic groans and heavy breathing.

The thoughts of how you ended up here easily fading back to mindless pleasure as he grabs your neck yanking you forward for a sloppy kiss. “If you let anyone see you like this…” His eyes were now wild. “I’ll fucking kill them…”

You never knew if when he spoke was the truth. Especially when he was balls deep in your soaking cunt. You moan loudly at the possessive streak that has now overcome him. You're a fool… some part of my subconscious spoke up but when he squeezed taking away my oxygen it faded away.

Being unlucky was not always the worst…