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HELPING YOU SLEEP THE NIGHT BEFORE YOUR EXAM

you have so many nerves, tossing and turning in your bed. eventually, you give in and knock on your older neighbour's door. <3

pairing: dilf! toji x fem! reader contents: fingering, cunnilingus, p in v, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, brat taming, dacryphilia, somnophilia, praise, age gap, size kink, pet names (kid, sweetheart, baby, brat, pretty/smart girl, princess), you call him sir, two uses of daddy, tiny megumi appearance at the end wordcount: 3.8k

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You know it’s a bad idea; you swear you do. Your exam is in less than eight hours, and here you are, finding it impossible to sleep. It feels like you haven’t gotten a single wink, despite it being almost 2 am, and you’re so tired, you feel like your head might explode.

Your heart beats and beats, and beats, and your cheap bed creaks whenever you twist around. You’ve tried it all, of course. You’ve put sleep meditation podcasts on, you’ve counted at least two hundred sheep, and you’ve listened to several audiobooks.

What’s the point of going to sleep early if your body won’t let you?

You bury your face in your pillow and fight the urge to scream. Toji’s going to be so disappointed. He’s helped you all week, studying flashcards and quizzes with you. He’s been so nice, really, so nice it makes you melt, and you feel a familiar thrumming in your core just at the memory.

Toji.

He always tells you that you can ask for anything you need. Anytime, any place. You certainly haven’t minded abusing that power before, so…. Why be shy about it now?

Slowly, you tiptoe out of your bed. For a second you consider putting on something more decent than the tiny shorts and top you’re wearing, but then you think against it. You’re just gonna go ten steps down the hallway, anyway.

You slip on your slippers in the hallway, grabbing your phone and keys on the way out, as you hesitantly knock on Toji’s door. When nothing happens, you gnaw on your lip, anxiously glancing down the hallway. Maybe you should’ve worn more clothes.

You don’t exactly live in the nicest apartment complex.

You knock again, this time a little more insistent. It feels silly all of a sudden. He’s probably asleep—he’s an old man after all—you think, as you wrap your arms around yourself.

You’re just about to leave when the door swings open, and you’re pulled inside. You squeak, stumble forward, and collide with something hard—Toji’s chest—you realise, as you hear the door close behind you.

“Are you dumb or something, sweetheart?” Toji’s voice is gruff with sleep, and he looks grumpy as he locks the door behind you before pulling you further into his apartment. You already know the place well, following behind him easily, having been there several times in the past months since all this started.

You’ve never been here at night, though, only ever during the daytime.

“I can’t sleep,” you mumble, following him into his kitchen. You take in his sleepwear—messy hair, shorts hanging low, revealing a bit of tummy and a delicious happy trail. He’s wearing one of those fitted t-shirts, and you feel like you’ll pass out just by the sight of his biceps straining the material, when he crosses his arms over his chest.

Does he seriously sleep in that?

Toji places you on his counter, gripping your hips—you’re used to that; him manhandling you whenever he’d like. “It’s easier than telling you,” he said once, and you rolled your eyes before he threw you onto his couch and fucked your brains out.

“I’ll make you some tea,” Toji states, and you frown, wrapping your legs around him, preventing him from reaching the kettle, instead pulling him close.

“I don’t want tea.”

Toji frowns, but he gives up his attempt to reach the kettle as he settles his hands on your hips again, rubbing circles into your skin.

“What do you want then, kid?”

Your cheeks feel warm, but you ignore it as you put on your best puppy eyes.

“Want you,” you mumble, and Toji scoffs as he places a hand by his ear.

“Speak up, princess, you know I’m old,” he states, and you shake your head, but you wrap your arms around his neck, pressing a kiss to his earlobe.

“I want you,” you whisper, pulling him closer. You nibble at his jaw, placing a wet kiss on his cheek.

“Want you to fuck me to sleep,” you add, and Toji laughs incredulously, but you can feel the way his cock twitches against you, and your entire lower half pulses with need.

“Please, daddy,”

Toji groans, closing his eyes. You’re not playing fair. You’re no fair really. Using that nickname when you know how much he downright loves it.

Nonetheless, you’re grabbed and carried to his bedroom. You giggle happily, clearly content with Toji’s inability to reject you, bouncing as you land on his sheets, staring up at him with wide eyes.

It’s almost too much for Toji, seeing the way you peer at him so sweetly.

“You read too much fanfiction, kid,”

You scoff and squirm around, trying to get comfortable in his massive (admittedly much nicer than your own) bed, lightly pushing his shoulder with your foot in the process. Your cheeks feel warm, and you push away the embarrassment from him calling you out. He’s only caught you twice, anyway. (Or maybe a couple times more than that…)

“If you don’t want to fuck me, then I’ll just leave again,” you state, knowing fully that you have no intention of doing that. Toji’s bed is soft, and it smells good, musky and cologne and old man. Toji grabs your ankle, pulling you towards him. You gasp when he kisses your heel, moving up along your shin, until he’s comfortably between your thighs, making you wrap your legs around him as he climbs forward, effectively trapping you underneath him.

You feel vulnerable all of a sudden, well aware that both your shirt and shorts are riding up, exposing both your ass and tummy to the cold air of his bedroom. You shiver, partly due to the temperature, partly due to Toji, a pretty whimper slipping past your lips when he presses himself against you.

“I spoil you too much, huh?” Toji mutters, leaning down and nuzzling at your jaw. You squirm, placing your hands on his shoulders, gasping at the friction when you accidentally rub yourself against him. Toji grunts, deep and throaty, as a big hand encases your hip, keeping you still. “You’re nothing more than a little brat,”

You moan when he slips a hand into your shorts, finally giving you what you want. He rubs your clit with his thumb, sending electricity down your spine, and you twitch and whine, squeezing your eyes shut.

“I’m not a brat,” you protest, feeling Toji chuckle against you. “You’re so mean,”

“Repeat those words, and then tell me you’re not a brat again,” he says, and you huff but don’t bother coming up with a comeback.

Pick your battles or something…

You feel his other hand poking at your lips, and you instantly open, allowing him to push two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue, causing you to gag. Toji, however, doesn’t take much note of this, as he rubs your slick all over your cunt, making you feel embarrassed with how wet you already are from a few teasing touches.

“Gonna need you to be quiet, okay, sweetheart?” Toji says, and you whine around his fingers, bucking your hips up into his hands. Toji’s not sure if it’s agreement or disobedience you’re communicating, but he figures he can fuck any brattyness out of you in a couple of minutes if you decide to act up.

“You’re not the only one who has school tomorrow, ya know,” he teases, and you know he’s referring to his son, which only makes you protest harder around his fingers, glaring at him so cutely.

Toji doesn’t let up, however, as he grabs your shorts and underwear in one go, practically ripping them off you. He replaces his fingers with your panties, stuffing them into your mouth, making you taste your own arousal as he flips you around on your knees and pushes your upper body into his mattress. You grip his pillow and wriggle your ass in anticipation, not even bothering to remove the cloth in your mouth as you sigh contentedly. You’re finally getting what you want, and you couldn’t be happier as Toji moves down, parting your legs, before he licks a stripe down your pussy.

You close your eyes, fingers curling into the sheets beneath you, as Toji focuses his tongue on your clit, licking tight, mean circles that make your stomach flutter, while he slowly eases a finger into your cunt, groaning at how tight you are. You drool onto the fabric in your mouth, abandoning any decorum, as you let yourself get lost in the bliss of Toji’s rough fingers and tongue working your cunt open for him.

His groans send vibrations through you, and you squeeze your eyes shut further, finding it hard to keep your hips still. Toji grips you with his free hand now adding another finger, making scissoring motions while he wraps his lips around your clit, sucking, making you jolt in surprise. Your orgasm is steadily building, and you know Toji feels it by the way you flutter around him.

He moves away, abandoning your clit, laughing at your muffled complaints as you squirm against his hold. Slick is practically dripping down his wrists at this point, and he adds a third finger with little to no problem. You, however, feel the stretch, and you keen, three of his thick, long fingers being much more pleasurable than your own fingers could ever manage.

You twitch and writhe, and Toji finds it adorable, not even bothering to wipe your slick off his lips as he leans down over you, pushing you flat against his bed, ignoring the way your legs kick as he steadily keeps thrusting his fingers in and out of you, enjoying the way your cunt squelches. He removes your spit-soaked panties from your mouth, replacing them with his lips, making you taste yourself. You filthily moan into his mouth, a shaky arm reaching behind you to pull at his hair, while your other stays trapped underneath him.

He pulls away, though your bodies are still firm against each other, and you can feel his hard dick against your ass.

“Toji, fuck me, please,” you complain against his lips, looking at him so pouty, and Toji sighs in exasperation before leaning back and grabbing your wrists, trapping them behind your back. You pant when he curls his fingers, digging into your G-spot and causing white dots to cloud your vision.

“So spoiled,” he murmurs, finger-fucking you harder, meaner. “Always begging for dick,” he adds, and you gasp, drooling onto the pillow.

“No, ’m not,” you gasp, and Toji scoffs, removing his fingers and rubbing firm circles in your clit instead. You immediately choke on a sob, feeling so, so empty, your cunt fluttering around nothing, and Toji smiles at the way you instantly prove his point.

“Yeah, sweetheart. You are,”

You don’t have time to respond, because you’re abruptly coming, biting down on your lips to prevent the obscene moans from spilling out as pleasure curls up your spine and down to your toes, your whole body tensing underneath Toji, your nails digging into your palms.

“Thank you, sir,” you gasp when you just barely come back down from your intense high, having enough manners to always thank your daddy.

Toji flips you around, slotting between your thighs and positioning his cock at your entrance. Your eyes bulge out of your head, eyeing the red, angry cockhead, precum beading down the veiny sides.

Toji barely looks at you, his eyes glued to your wet pussy as he rubs his head up and down your folds, coating himself in your slick. You hold your breath, afraid he might stop if you whine, and Toji's eyes flick to your face, a handsome smile curling across his lips, stretching that damned scar as he watches the needy expression on your face.

“How bad do you want it?”

“So bad, Toji, please,” you squirm, wrapping a leg around his side, pulling him in, while you place the other on his shoulder. He leans down over you, and you run your fingers through soft locks of raven hair, your eyebrows furrowed so adorably together as you push your hips against him.

The drooling head of his cock catches your entrance and your mouth falls open as he pushes the first inch inside, making you keen at the sheer stretch.

“Need you inside me, sir, need to come on your cock,” you continue, and Toji thinks you’re a minx, a succubus, come to ruin him for good.

He breathes through his teeth, pushing further in, feeling your tightness envelop him, and he can’t help but hiss, pushing your foreheads together.

“Yeah, there you go, kid,” he murmurs, slowly bullying himself inside, and you nod feverishly, running your nails across his scalp, gasping out pleased little thank you’s and so big’s, and gasps of his name.

“Just needed a dick inside of you, didn’t you?” He’s rambling now, watching the way you’re stretched out around his cock, how he so easily disappears inside of you. “Want me to fuck all that exam stress away, huh?” he teases, and you pout, not fond of being reminded of the incoming disaster you have to face tomorrow.

Toji practically coos, caressing your cheek with a big warm hand, while his other hand keeps your hip in place so he can positively rearrange your guts.

You share mixed gasps when his pelvis meets your hip, and your eyes roll to the back of your head, feeling so full.

“Taking me so well,” the praise makes you float, every thought in your head flying away as your head falls back on the pillow and Toji’s hand moves to wrap around your throat. He doesn’t apply pressure, just merely holding you there as he slowly begins moving his hips, fucking you so nice and slow.

You’re far gone, every bone in your body putty, especially when Toji leans over you, wrapping your legs around his waist, kissing up your jaw, and whispering praise after praise to you.

“My pretty, smart girl,” His hand finds your tortured clit once again, aiding your second orgasm along, as he speeds up, finding a pace that’s hard but still somewhat slow, perfectly hitting your sweet spot each time. “God, it’s like you’re made for me. Made for this cock,”

Your breath hitches, and Toji removes his hand from your throat, instead holding the back of your head, as he buries his nose in your hair. “Breathe, sweetheart. Remember to breathe.”

You do, taking shaky little breaths, your head feeling so cloudy. Each thrust is like ecstasy, fogging up your brain and making you twitch. You don’t know why you’re so far gone, why you’re so tired. Maybe it’s because you’ve gotten 7 hours of combined sleep in the last three days, or maybe it’s because Toji’s being so gentle.

“Mhhm, I want to come,” you whisper, and Toji nods, rubbing rougher circles, guiding you towards the edge. “So close,” you gasp.

Toji chuckles, kissing your neck, feeling the way you flutter around him.

“You can come, sweetheart,” he says, nibbling on your skin. “You deserve it, my smart girl.” His voice is so caring, it makes you choke up, your orgasm hitting you like a truck. Your eyes roll back, and you arch into him, your mouth falling open.

You’re so overwhelmed, no sounds come out, and Toji whimpers at how damn tight you get as he fucks you through it, moving to sit on his knees, grabbing your hips so he can pull you back and forth, fucking you hard on his cock.

You’re barely aware of when your orgasm ends because you’re pulled up and Toji wraps your weak arms around his neck, as he merely fucks you up and down on his cock like a toy. The new position makes him feel so much deeper, gravity working against you and throwing you right over the edge again, coming on his cock for the second time.

Your mind's gone blank, no sounds leaving you as you become blissfully cockdrunk and thoughtless, tears streaming down your face. Toji groans at the sight, and you feel him twitch inside you as he licks your tears.

“Pretty girl, must’ve been so stressed, huh?”

You barely have half a mind to nod, but you don’t need to because you’re placed on the mattress again, still getting fucked within half an inch of your life. You’re not sure what number orgasm you’re on now, not even sure if you stopped coming after the first one on his cock, all you know is that you’re coming, and it’s so good, the way Toji bullies himself into your tight cunt, just about carving himself a place in your guts.

At some point, Toji slows down, pulling out and fisting his cock, coming all over your stomach. He lets out shaky moans, and you pant, feeling spent all over. Toji smears the cum over your stomach, and you let out a noise of complaint, swatting his hand away.

“Pervert,” you mutter, and Toji shrugs, disappearing to fetch a towel. You grin at him, and Toji snorts, especially at the way your eyes are so lidded, barely open, your body completely melted into his sheets.

So fucked-out.

Toji throws the dirty towel away, lying down beside you and kissing you softly. You sigh, nuzzling into him.

“You didn’t fuck me to sleep, though,” you murmur, your voice teasing, though your eyes are closed and your breathing is slow, and Toji stares at you in disbelief. A hand snakes down to your abused cunt, and you attempt to swat his hands away, though Toji hardly budges.

“No, kid, let me help,” he says, a dangerous edge to his tone as he thumbs your clit, enjoying the way you twitch.

“I’m sorry, sir,” you hitch, gripping his bicep weakly. “I’ll be nice,” you add with a hiccup when he meanly thrusts two fingers inside you. “I’ll be so nice, I promise.”

Toji hums, fucking his fingers in and out while rubbing your clit with his palm. You thought it to be impossible, but it’s not long before you’re feeling that familiar knot in your stomach, painfully forming.

“I’m sorry,” you whimper.

“Mmm, sure, but I think you have one more apology for me, don’t you?”

You shake your head, unable to keep your eyes open, as he abuses your sweet spot, making you take his fingers.

“Fuck, I’m gonna,” you don’t get to finish your sentence because then you’re coming around his fingers with a desperate sound, shaking profusely as you go limp. Toji continues thrusting his fingers in and out, letting you ride it out, before removing his fingers, sucking them clean.

You’re quiet, pliant, breathing heavily, and Toji chuckles, kissing your temple.

“Finally, some peace and quiet.”

You wake the next morning by a slap on the ass, and you groan, curling into your duvet, hiding your face from the sunlight as a curtain is abruptly pulled open.

“Leave me alone, old man,” you whine, and you hear Toji chuckle as he places something on the bedside table. You can’t help but peek one eye open, glancing at the toast, a glass of orange juice, and, thank god, a glass of water, with two pills of ibuprofen right next to it.

You peer over at Toji, who watches you fondly, wearing a pair of sweatpants and a sweater.

“Your exam is in…” He trails off, glancing at the clock on his other bedside table. “an hour and thirty minutes,”

Panicky, you scramble up; however, you’re stopped by the burn in your lower back, and you groan, lying back down. Toji dares to chuckle, and you send him a death stare so mean, that he thinks his eyebrows might’ve been scorched off.

Nevertheless, he dares agitate the beast (the twenty-something-year-old in his bed, whose back he blew out the night before) sitting on the bedside, moving you onto your stomach, working his giant warm hands across your back, massaging any sore spots.

“I have to get up,” you grumble, though you’re slowly becoming more pliant in his hold. Toji hums, moving down to your thighs, massaging those too. You let out a tiny, pleased moan, and the smile on Toji’s lips widens.

“Yeah, you do. But first, eat the toast, then take a shower,” he says, not entirely able to resist himself as he gives your ass a firm squeeze. “I already went and got your clothes and other stuff,” he mutters, kissing your nape, before standing back up.

“School bus leaves in an hour,”

You roll your eyes when he refers to his car as “the school bus,” but you’re not one to say no to a ride (Gas is expensive, okay?). So you nod and smile at him as he leaves.

“And there’s coffee in the kitchen,” he adds on his way out, making you hum excitedly.

Once you’ve gotten ready, you go into the living room to meet possibly the most judgemental little creature glaring at you. Megumi looks like a sea urchin, though his glare might be comparable to that of an ancient evil spirit.

“Hi, Megs,” you say, well-versed in not taking anything personally when it comes to Megumi. (He seemingly hates everything except his very energetic pink-haired friend from school).

“Hello,” he says, munching on his toast like it killed his pet dog. “Did you sleep here?” he asks, and you nervously laugh, glancing at Toji, who has seemingly left you to your own survival.

“Yes,” is the best you can come up with, and Megumi’s brows furrow slightly.

“Why?”

Straight to the point, huh?

“She had a nightmare, Megs,” Toji replies, ruffling the boy's hair as he walks past him. You send him a grateful look.

Megumi looks slightly less suspicious now, no longer chewing on his toast.

“Did you?”

“Yes,” you say, trying to seem sincere. (In a way you did come to Toji because you couldn’t sleep, you reason).

“What kind?”

You’re truly baffled at this point, completely unaware of what to say. Luckily, Megumi saves you when he adds, “The kind with monsters?”

You open your mouth, then close it again, hoping that yes is the right answer as you nod. Megumi glares, then glares for a little longer. Then he gives you one acknowledging nod, mumbling “I have those too sometimes,” before turning back to the rest of his toast.

You want to say something, but it’s clear that the moment has passed, as the tiny human grabs his plate and puts it in the dishwasher, before walking towards his room.

“Dad, where are my shoes?”

“How would I know? You wore them last.”

You snort, glancing at the stuff gathered on the kitchen table. Your phone, keys, notebook, textbook, computer, and favourite pen.

Damn. He really did go get all your stuff.

“Megs, did you find them? The school bus is leaving in five!”

You hear a loud thumb. Then a short silence. Then Toji’s loud groan. You hold back a smile.

The school bus might be a little delayed...

You check the time on your phone. Luckily, there are still forty minutes till you have to be at your uni.

THUD!

“Megumi Fushiguro, you little—“

On a second note, maybe you should just drive yourself to school.

thank you for reading!

the fact that this is longer than both my other dilf! toji fics combined... whoops.

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