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Synopsis / Prompt requested : Find it here! I was inspired and requested by this lovely person! so all thanks to them.
wordcount : 2.4k short n sweet fic (but not a drabble to me, it's my blog my rules. ૮ ྀི ◞ ◟ ა ok???)
cw : ◞ unprotected piv ◞ crêámpïê ◞ p with plot ◞ fem!reader ◞ slight ëdgïńg◞ jèälöüs füćkïńg ◞ AangsGirlfriend!Reader ◞ ôrál śëx ◞ šhöwêr śéx◞ ◞ very smüt leańińg ◞ teasing ◞ pre-established relationship
a/n : : Thank you so much for inspo oml I loved writing this about him. @potterjacksonsworld
“Sokka, it is burning!” you whined with a pout, your hands clamped around a chunk of metal from Sokka’s newest fun little—and, in his words, “TOTALLY not dangerous whatsoever!”—project.
“Yeah, yeah, that’s normal. Just hold it right there… it has to melt down some.” He waved you off, his hair in its usual bun, though a few strands had fallen over his goggles as he worked on another part of the contraption. Clanking and winding came from his side, and he was slick with sweat, so instead of his usual sweater, he’d chosen a tank top that revealed his biceps.
You all grew up together, so Sokka really, really grew into himself. However, when you laid your eyes on Aang—gosh, he was the cutest thing you’d ever seen as a kid—but then when he grew into the 6’3”, lean yet muscular man he was now?
You couldn’t help but gulp a little every time at the thought of him, let alone the beauty and kindness in his heart.
After all, he was the Avatar.
While you thought of your boyfriend, who unfortunately couldn’t join you today due to his training, your mind wandered ever so slightly, filling the space he usually occupied in your thoughts and causing your bending to heat up.
At the thought of his hands and the way they ran up and down your body while he placed kisses between your thighs, you simply assumed that Sokka would, of course, warn you if you were doing anything wrong or applying too much heat… right?
Riiiight…
Only the spirits knew what you were helping him make, but nonetheless, you were a good enough friend to support anything he asked of you—even when it involved explosions and things plummeting straight toward your face— almost like right now!
Wait, huh? Oh, it’s—
“L-LOOK OUT!” Sokka screeched out, a voice crack accompanying your small “H-huh?” snapping you out of your daze.
You fumbled backward with a scream, your firebending cut off, and Sokka tackled you to the ground. Just then the overheated metal piece exploded with a deafening BANG, sending soot and dirt sputtering through the air and covering everything—including your bodies, clothes, and faces.
Sokka, worried out of his mind, immediately made sure your face and body were shielded enough, and not hurt. Dragging his fingers along your cheeks and checking your head for injuries.
“Shit—! I’m so, so sorry! Are you alright?!” The shock was still clear in his eyes.
Still catching your breath from the moment of fear—and, well, you couldn’t lie, excitement! —you burst into laughter, not even thinking about him being on top of you.
This! This was why you loved helping him, the chaos, finally completing something you worked on! Even breaking it.
“Pffft— hahaa!” Your smile and laughter, with perfectly placed squeals and cracks, filled the room and joy displayed itself across your face. Sokka looked down at you, still cupping your cheek, before his own face cracked into a grin and he started laughing too.
“Y-your face is a mess! I’m sorry, I should’ve been paying attention to how much heat it could take!” He rummaged near by, and he grabbed a nearby cloth to wipe the soot away, only managing to smear it worse. You grinned and waved him off.
“It’s all g-”
Before you could even finish, Aang walked in, his face falling into slight shock when he took in the sight. Aang’s Adam’s apple bobs in his throat.
So in Aang’s mind he takes stock of the situation at display before speaking.
You were smiling underneath a tank-top-wearing Sokka, both of you covered in dirt. The mess.
But one thought echoed louder than the rest:
Why are you underneath him covered in dirt?!
With his knee basically pressing against your—His—it was against what was his?
Aang's Alluring and usually bright and happy grey eyes just narrowed and one … twitched?
Tension was a thin as a web bridge made by a spider.
But before Aang could speak, Sokka was already swooping to his feet and clasping your hand to help you up.
“AANG! Buddy! Another project gone wrong, but don’t worry! I just gotta fix a few things and we should be back on schedule!” Sokka gave him an awkward grin, and Aang, being the passive aggressive person he is, returned it with a tight fake smile.
“T-totally! You guys are a mess. I’ll take her to our room so she can get cleaned up.” Aang gripped your hand, almost dragging you a little.
Oh and he made sure that our in that sentence stuck like glue.
Sokka, still heavy with a nervous expression, gave you a small wave as you rushed out a kind, “B-Bye! See you soon, Sokka!” before the doorway curtains fell, making him disappear from your view. You turned your head to look at the back of Aang’s head, then walked quickly enough to see his face.
He looked almost… angry?
“Aang, are you alright? I thought you had training for most of the day—” His eyes softened a little hearing you speak.
“I did, but I wanted to spend time with you—” His words came out almost rushed and targeted.
A few more steps and he swung your shared room door open with a gust of wind, closing it behind you.
And once he released your hand, he glanced down at his palm, seeing the soot transfer from your palm to his—the same soot that was on Sokka.
You could have sworn you saw wind and dust pick up, spinning around him.
“Aang?… you alright?” Your hand slipped to his cheek, not caring that you were dirty. He took it in his own, melting his cheek into your hand. Gods, you were always so warm.
His big grey eyes opened up in small slitsand his long eyelashes blinked against his cheek as he began kissing down your palm
Aangs ears and cheeks all warning up to a warm pinkish tone.
“I didn’t like—” Aang’s words clings together the moment he spoke.
But no not “like” , like was too simple to describe the anger in his chest.
He hated it.
“I hated seeing him on top of you like that—…” he fumbled out his words lips against your wrist. The realization slapped you as you gathered his actions.
Ahhhh— He was jealous? Obviously!
“I’m sorry, Aang. I didn’t mean to get like that. It just exploded and caused a mess, you know how his contraptions can get—” Your eyebrows curved up like a sad puppy apologetically, making him almost fall to his knees.
Still tracing his lips up your wrist then arm, he paused and took in your sight before tossing you over his shoulder.
“Let’s just get all of that mess off you—”
And when he said all, he meant Sokka. His knee in between your legs, his hand on your cheek—he intended on ridding you of all remnants of him and replacing it with his scent, his lips, everything he had to offer you.
Because once again, you were his.
His girl to press his knee against your pussy while it ached for him to be inside.
His girl to brush his fingers against your cheek and look into your eyes.
His girl to simply take care of, especially in the ways the had you cumming on his cock.
and he was determined to be sure you remembered it while he guided to the bathroom.
The shower sputtered out water, and he was always so attentive, checking the water to make sure it was the perfect temperature. But when he started taking your clothes off, he was less kind.
Gliding your shirt over your head and unclipping your bra for you, like he was hurried,rushed, running out time.
“Aang— I can do that my—” you groan out before he came in front of you, clasping his mouth onto yours, his tongue slipping in.
Fuck, the kiss was so sloppy… You felt drool run a little down the sides of your mouth, his hands reached to glide down your skirt, and being so enraptured by him, you didn’t even care to help. You just let him focus, kissing him back.
“Do you know what I need you to remember… hm?” he said into your mouth, breath puffing against your lips.
So drunk on the kiss, you only managed out a, “Huuuh—?…”
His fingers slipped into your panties, feeling your slick against his fingertips. Gods, you were so easy to get wet. It was always so easy for you to get wet for him.
He almost rolls his back to rub his cock in you. “Fuck you’re so wet for me…” Aang never sounded so needy before.
“I want you to remember what it feels like to be mine—…” His finger flicked and rubbed against your clit, making you buckle a little, but his hand gripped the back of your neck, making sure you remained looking into his eyes.
“What it feels like to have my cock kissing your cervix,Pre-cumming in you Mmmph—, only I know how to make you feel so damn good—” He bit down on his bottom lip, feeling your slick against his fingers made him so hard for you.
You could only let out a sweet whimper in response due to him finally finding his way into your cunt, making his lips, still covered in your spit, break into a smirk.
“P-please, fuck— I wan’ that, Aang— I want to feel you inside…” clawing at his shoulder and clawing for your orgasm.
You gaped your mouth open as you felt his fingers curl and then slip right back out.
Shit— you never felt more empty in your life. You craved his cock more than ever, and all he did was finish gliding your panties down and guiding you to the shower. On the contrary to your luck, he quickly kicked his pants and shirt to the side onto the ground.
His muscles and his cock were so hard you almost felt a magnetic pull to reach out and just put it inside of you. It was unbearable.
“C’mon— let’s get some soap on you—” he hummed so warmly, but his cock twitched otherwise, seeing your tits being coated in the water. “Let me help you wash up…” What a bold face lie that was, showering was the last thing he wanted to do.
He wanted to fuck you in next week.
But with all that Avatar training, he knew all about control, even if it meant stopping himself from fucking you right against the shower wall… at least, that’s what he thought.
He smeared soap across your tits, down your waist, and along your thighs, slowly worshipping every curve.
“I didn’t think you’d get so jealous… about Sokka, Aang. You know he’s just my friend.” Moans still slipped between your pauses.
Aang’s eye twitched again from hearing his name on your lips while your cunt was so exposed to him.
Exposed… exposed… that pretty cunt right in front of his face.
“And Sokka almost killed us—” You carry on.
His jaw unhooked as he dropped to a knee in the shower, your back hitting the wet, lukewarm shower wall.
His tongue swirled and flicked around the folds of your pussy, rough against your sensitive cunt.
“A-Aang, mmphh, you can’t just…” you babbled between moans, his hand placing your leg over his shoulder as he hugged your thigh close.
Can’t? He can’t what? Take you like he owns you? Gods, he fucking knows he does—but he forces himself to snap back.
His lips slipped away from your quivering cunt, and those pretty eyes narrowed up at you.
“Do you want me to stop… my love?” His breath labored
Your stomach tightened at his depraved look from having to stop eating you out.
“N-no, I don’t… I just wanted to apologize again for Sokka—”
His mouth crashed back against your cunt, flicking at your clit again. His words were muffled but audible enough from between your legs. “I don’t want to hear about Sokka… I don’t want to hear his name on your lips…” His grip tightened with his words, the steam from the shower making your head foggy.
“Yes—! Aang, m’ so sorry… j-just don’t stop,—…”
His eyes flicked up at the sight of you.
One hand cupping your tit, your lip pinched between your teeth— Oh he needed to fuck you soo good. He slipped away from between your thighs only to replace the space with his cock as he lifted you up, hooking your legs in his arms his hands cupping your ass to keep you up.
“Can you feel that?…” His eyes gazing down at where you both connected “Can you feel how your cunt just takes me in? Remembers every inch of my cock?” He snakes his hips and cock back the water from the shower making the sound of his body crashing back into your cunt in a sloppy splashing noise.
“Aang!— it’s does I promise, s-shit— pussy only wants you— needs you—“ your babble to get out , only making Aang quicken his waist to snap into you fucking you in the wall making you writhe but his strong arms made sure stayed just put.
“Is that s-so?…” he moans struggled to even speak so grits his teeth “you’re starting to fuckin’ get it then…” he bellows out a moan that was burried so he could damn near speak.
Your cunt was just clamping down on him, he wanted to make it his new home, keep you in this room, this shower, forever cocking warming, forever feeling you cum around him. “You understand that you’re mine?…” he groans leaning his lips against yours places cherries kisses on your bottom lip allowing you to catch your breath to speak.
“I do— I understand I’m y-yours!…” and Aang reveled in your words. “Good girl… such a g-girl just for me—…” his cock finally deep enough to begin pressing and grinding your g-spot and hitting it.
So close… so close to cumming onto him, so close to proving that he was all you needed and wanted. All that soap mixing on your tits and running down your body, what sight for sore fucking eyes. Just from that view alone his legs tremored, while grit his teeth and hissed against your lip.
You’re both going to crash into your orgasm, But Aang’s arrow flickers, and lights the room some. He felt that good?! Your cunt was so fucking good that he almost went into the avatar state?! Gods you needed to suck out all the cum from this man’s cock.
However, Aang knew it was that good— your pussy was the closest fucking thing to the peace of the spirit world.
“G-gonna cum— I’m gonna cum!” you heaved out, but instead of throwing your head back, you maintained eye contact with him. He presses his glowing forehead against yours nodding slightly “Keep fuckin’ looking at me—” Aang was never the type to swear so much but he felt like he had something to prove, and especially since his cock was reframing your cunt.
His strokes became labored the more he rutted his cock into you, his waist stuttering at a painstaking pace—but still enough for the twitching of his cock against your G-spot to alert you that he was going to cum right along with you.
“Cum—shiiit—cum on my cock. You’re gonna feel how much you belong to me… feeling my cum dripping into your panties as a reminder too…” he cooed in a pussy-hungry voice, chasing his own orgasm.
thrust. thrust. thruuuuust.
A few more, your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him into a kiss. You moaned against his lips, matching the pace of his breathing while his cum shot into you, greeting your twitching orgasm.
…
He helped you clean up your body, but stayed true to his words. He intentionally avoided cleaning your cunt, wanting whatever hadn’t run out to stay trapped inside of you.
And just like that, he was back to himself—big toothy smile and the little wrinkles by his eyes visible as he went on and on about the mess you and Sokka had made.
As if he hadn’t just fucked you silly over the whole ordeal, but you digressed. He was happy.
He helped dress you, slipping your panties back on, then gave you a little love tap against them for all the cum still inside you.
You snaked your arms around his neck as he lifted you slightly by the waist.
“So, I may help Sokka with some more projects later. Is that okay?” you asked with a bright grin.
And Aang’s eyes and smile only grew brighter as he gave a quick and easy—
“Haha!” His head tilted to the side.
“Hell no,” Aang said with an obviously fake plastered-on smile again.
Because he fully intended on taking the rest of your day for himself.
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please do not plagiarize, repost, or translate any of my works on here or any other websites. do not feed to ai.
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need to get back to writing, me and
my lazy ass misses writing about
Being fucked silly.
thinking of starting an off and on relationship fic series with
modern zuko, where you use aang as your rebound,
where y/n is lowkey bird brained keeps going
back to zuko expecting it to be different.
Omg wait— maybe I'll make it smau themed as well.
smut included, college parties,
Sokka is most definitely in a frat.
Maybe zuko a cheater, YES YES I'M SEEING IT! -
ᛝ ׅ 𓏵 𝑓ireLord!Zuko is an eater 18+
𝑓awnesque ; he’s been plaguing my mind so badly I need himmm ughhh—…
“Zukoooo—…” you mewled.
Your voice trembling as you hovered over him on your shared bed, the air thick with smoke and curling incense that clung to your senses. Shadows flickered across his face as his hands tightened around your hips, fingers pressing in with a deliberate hunger.
His gaze dragged slowly over you, drinking in every glistening detail like he was already undone by the sight alone.
“Hush… princess,” he murmured, his in a mocking yet sweet tone. One hand slid down your thigh, slow and intentional, his touch sending a sharp shiver through you. Your back arched instinctively, breath catching as his fingers traced lower, leaving a trail of heat and goosebumps in their wake.
“Jus’ taking in this pretty…” in his pause, he uses a finger to glide sweetly against your entrance, from your clit to your hole, and without warning, he slips in a finger—“pussy of yours…”—the glide of his finger inside your walls making your head spin, causing you to reach for anything at all, so you grip his leg.
And you hear him stifle a laugh.
a laugh? This prick you thought.
“fuck you…mph—“ you hiss as him but quickly stifled as his finger searches for that sweet digit letting him know he’s found your g-stop
“Oofff…Language…” you can practically hear him spread that devious little grin he has “didn’t your mother teach you anything…?” as he finally unlocks his jaw to begin suckling and smearing his tongue up and downnn.
And that was just enough to make you throw your head back, and gosh, you could basically hear it beneath your moans—the sound of his mouth working on you—and when you moaned, Zuko moaned too. Not from anything special; he was simply hard, but you weren’t sucking him off. He was just moaning from simply eating you out, feeling your juices mixing with his spit, gliding down his chin to his neck.
And God, he was so filthy about it—but yet so attentive. When he noticed you almost crawling away from him, he’d let out a soft hum of a “muh uh…” against your cunt, making you feel the bass of his voice vibrate through you, making your walls quiver.
“Shit—…Zuko, m’close, please, I’m gonna—cum…” and the moment he heard that was enough to make him finish; the way you sounded so broken.
You could feel his fingers grip the flesh of your waist, making chunks of your flesh slip between his fingers, while you could feel the warmth in his palms heat up against your skin.
Hearing those words? he’d just devour you all the more roughly , not missing a spot, not missing a spot, and finally his finger that was working on you poked your G-spot enough to make you release the most sluttish, guttural moan, finishing all over his mouth and face, and you could simply feel his mouth turn into a grin.
Once he moved his mouth away watching your pussy convulse and twitch from all his enjoyed hard work , he licked his lips and grinned at the sight.
“Gods you’re so beautiful...” He says in his salacious mocking voice you know all too well.
please do not plagiarize, repost, or translate any of my works on here or any other websites. do not feed to ai.
© all rights reserved to FAWNESQUE 2026.
i really hate ghost inboxes,
someone sent me an inbox and
probably got their account
deleted now i forever have
that little "1" noti.
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𝓐ND YOU BETTER REMEMBER IT ❞ 18+
Synopsis / Prompt requested : Find it here! I was inspired and requested by this lovely person! so all thanks to them.
wordcount : 2.4k short n sweet fic (but not a drabble to me, it's my blog my rules. ૮ ྀི ◞ ◟ ა ok???)
cw : ◞ unprotected piv ◞ crêámpïê ◞ p with plot ◞ fem!reader ◞ slight ëdgïńg◞ jèälöüs füćkïńg ◞ AangsGirlfriend!Reader ◞ ôrál śëx ◞ šhöwêr śéx◞ ◞ very smüt leańińg ◞ teasing ◞ pre-established relationship
a/n : : Thank you so much for inspo oml I loved writing this about him. @potterjacksonsworld
“Sokka, it is burning!” you whined with a pout, your hands clamped around a chunk of metal from Sokka’s newest fun little—and, in his words, “TOTALLY not dangerous whatsoever!”—project.
“Yeah, yeah, that’s normal. Just hold it right there… it has to melt down some.” He waved you off, his hair in its usual bun, though a few strands had fallen over his goggles as he worked on another part of the contraption. Clanking and winding came from his side, and he was slick with sweat, so instead of his usual sweater, he’d chosen a tank top that revealed his biceps.
You all grew up together, so Sokka really, really grew into himself. However, when you laid your eyes on Aang—gosh, he was the cutest thing you’d ever seen as a kid—but then when he grew into the 6’3”, lean yet muscular man he was now?
You couldn’t help but gulp a little every time at the thought of him, let alone the beauty and kindness in his heart.
After all, he was the Avatar.
While you thought of your boyfriend, who unfortunately couldn’t join you today due to his training, your mind wandered ever so slightly, filling the space he usually occupied in your thoughts and causing your bending to heat up.
At the thought of his hands and the way they ran up and down your body while he placed kisses between your thighs, you simply assumed that Sokka would, of course, warn you if you were doing anything wrong or applying too much heat… right?
Riiiight…
Only the spirits knew what you were helping him make, but nonetheless, you were a good enough friend to support anything he asked of you—even when it involved explosions and things plummeting straight toward your face— almost like right now!
Wait, huh? Oh, it’s—
“L-LOOK OUT!” Sokka screeched out, a voice crack accompanying your small “H-huh?” snapping you out of your daze.
You fumbled backward with a scream, your firebending cut off, and Sokka tackled you to the ground. Just then the overheated metal piece exploded with a deafening BANG, sending soot and dirt sputtering through the air and covering everything—including your bodies, clothes, and faces.
Sokka, worried out of his mind, immediately made sure your face and body were shielded enough, and not hurt. Dragging his fingers along your cheeks and checking your head for injuries.
“Shit—! I’m so, so sorry! Are you alright?!” The shock was still clear in his eyes.
Still catching your breath from the moment of fear—and, well, you couldn’t lie, excitement! —you burst into laughter, not even thinking about him being on top of you.
This! This was why you loved helping him, the chaos, finally completing something you worked on! Even breaking it.
“Pffft— hahaa!” Your smile and laughter, with perfectly placed squeals and cracks, filled the room and joy displayed itself across your face. Sokka looked down at you, still cupping your cheek, before his own face cracked into a grin and he started laughing too.
“Y-your face is a mess! I’m sorry, I should’ve been paying attention to how much heat it could take!” He rummaged near by, and he grabbed a nearby cloth to wipe the soot away, only managing to smear it worse. You grinned and waved him off.
“It’s all g-”
Before you could even finish, Aang walked in, his face falling into slight shock when he took in the sight. Aang’s Adam’s apple bobs in his throat.
So in Aang’s mind he takes stock of the situation at display before speaking.
You were smiling underneath a tank-top-wearing Sokka, both of you covered in dirt. The mess.
But one thought echoed louder than the rest:
Why are you underneath him covered in dirt?!
With his knee basically pressing against your—His—it was against what was his?
Aang's Alluring and usually bright and happy grey eyes just narrowed and one … twitched?
Tension was a thin as a web bridge made by a spider.
But before Aang could speak, Sokka was already swooping to his feet and clasping your hand to help you up.
“AANG! Buddy! Another project gone wrong, but don’t worry! I just gotta fix a few things and we should be back on schedule!” Sokka gave him an awkward grin, and Aang, being the passive aggressive person he is, returned it with a tight fake smile.
“T-totally! You guys are a mess. I’ll take her to our room so she can get cleaned up.” Aang gripped your hand, almost dragging you a little.
Oh and he made sure that our in that sentence stuck like glue.
Sokka, still heavy with a nervous expression, gave you a small wave as you rushed out a kind, “B-Bye! See you soon, Sokka!” before the doorway curtains fell, making him disappear from your view. You turned your head to look at the back of Aang’s head, then walked quickly enough to see his face.
He looked almost… angry?
“Aang, are you alright? I thought you had training for most of the day—” His eyes softened a little hearing you speak.
“I did, but I wanted to spend time with you—” His words came out almost rushed and targeted.
A few more steps and he swung your shared room door open with a gust of wind, closing it behind you.
And once he released your hand, he glanced down at his palm, seeing the soot transfer from your palm to his—the same soot that was on Sokka.
You could have sworn you saw wind and dust pick up, spinning around him.
“Aang?… you alright?” Your hand slipped to his cheek, not caring that you were dirty. He took it in his own, melting his cheek into your hand. Gods, you were always so warm.
His big grey eyes opened up in small slitsand his long eyelashes blinked against his cheek as he began kissing down your palm
Aangs ears and cheeks all warning up to a warm pinkish tone.
“I didn’t like—” Aang’s words clings together the moment he spoke.
But no not “like” , like was too simple to describe the anger in his chest.
He hated it.
“I hated seeing him on top of you like that—…” he fumbled out his words lips against your wrist. The realization slapped you as you gathered his actions.
Ahhhh— He was jealous? Obviously!
“I’m sorry, Aang. I didn’t mean to get like that. It just exploded and caused a mess, you know how his contraptions can get—” Your eyebrows curved up like a sad puppy apologetically, making him almost fall to his knees.
Still tracing his lips up your wrist then arm, he paused and took in your sight before tossing you over his shoulder.
“Let’s just get all of that mess off you—”
And when he said all, he meant Sokka. His knee in between your legs, his hand on your cheek—he intended on ridding you of all remnants of him and replacing it with his scent, his lips, everything he had to offer you.
Because once again, you were his.
His girl to press his knee against your pussy while it ached for him to be inside.
His girl to brush his fingers against your cheek and look into your eyes.
His girl to simply take care of, especially in the ways the had you cumming on his cock.
and he was determined to be sure you remembered it while he guided to the bathroom.
The shower sputtered out water, and he was always so attentive, checking the water to make sure it was the perfect temperature. But when he started taking your clothes off, he was less kind.
Gliding your shirt over your head and unclipping your bra for you, like he was hurried,rushed, running out time.
“Aang— I can do that my—” you groan out before he came in front of you, clasping his mouth onto yours, his tongue slipping in.
Fuck, the kiss was so sloppy… You felt drool run a little down the sides of your mouth, his hands reached to glide down your skirt, and being so enraptured by him, you didn’t even care to help. You just let him focus, kissing him back.
“Do you know what I need you to remember… hm?” he said into your mouth, breath puffing against your lips.
So drunk on the kiss, you only managed out a, “Huuuh—?…”
His fingers slipped into your panties, feeling your slick against his fingertips. Gods, you were so easy to get wet. It was always so easy for you to get wet for him.
He almost rolls his back to rub his cock in you. “Fuck you’re so wet for me…” Aang never sounded so needy before.
“I want you to remember what it feels like to be mine—…” His finger flicked and rubbed against your clit, making you buckle a little, but his hand gripped the back of your neck, making sure you remained looking into his eyes.
“What it feels like to have my cock kissing your cervix,Pre-cumming in you Mmmph—, only I know how to make you feel so damn good—” He bit down on his bottom lip, feeling your slick against his fingers made him so hard for you.
You could only let out a sweet whimper in response due to him finally finding his way into your cunt, making his lips, still covered in your spit, break into a smirk.
“P-please, fuck— I wan’ that, Aang— I want to feel you inside…” clawing at his shoulder and clawing for your orgasm.
You gaped your mouth open as you felt his fingers curl and then slip right back out.
Shit— you never felt more empty in your life. You craved his cock more than ever, and all he did was finish gliding your panties down and guiding you to the shower. On the contrary to your luck, he quickly kicked his pants and shirt to the side onto the ground.
His muscles and his cock were so hard you almost felt a magnetic pull to reach out and just put it inside of you. It was unbearable.
“C’mon— let’s get some soap on you—” he hummed so warmly, but his cock twitched otherwise, seeing your tits being coated in the water. “Let me help you wash up…” What a bold face lie that was, showering was the last thing he wanted to do.
He wanted to fuck you in next week.
But with all that Avatar training, he knew all about control, even if it meant stopping himself from fucking you right against the shower wall… at least, that’s what he thought.
He smeared soap across your tits, down your waist, and along your thighs, slowly worshipping every curve.
“I didn’t think you’d get so jealous… about Sokka, Aang. You know he’s just my friend.” Moans still slipped between your pauses.
Aang’s eye twitched again from hearing his name on your lips while your cunt was so exposed to him.
Exposed… exposed… that pretty cunt right in front of his face.
“And Sokka almost killed us—” You carry on.
His jaw unhooked as he dropped to a knee in the shower, your back hitting the wet, lukewarm shower wall.
His tongue swirled and flicked around the folds of your pussy, rough against your sensitive cunt.
“A-Aang, mmphh, you can’t just…” you babbled between moans, his hand placing your leg over his shoulder as he hugged your thigh close.
Can’t? He can’t what? Take you like he owns you? Gods, he fucking knows he does—but he forces himself to snap back.
His lips slipped away from your quivering cunt, and those pretty eyes narrowed up at you.
“Do you want me to stop… my love?” His breath labored
Your stomach tightened at his depraved look from having to stop eating you out.
“N-no, I don’t… I just wanted to apologize again for Sokka—”
His mouth crashed back against your cunt, flicking at your clit again. His words were muffled but audible enough from between your legs. “I don’t want to hear about Sokka… I don’t want to hear his name on your lips…” His grip tightened with his words, the steam from the shower making your head foggy.
“Yes—! Aang, m’ so sorry… j-just don’t stop,—…”
His eyes flicked up at the sight of you.
One hand cupping your tit, your lip pinched between your teeth— Oh he needed to fuck you soo good. He slipped away from between your thighs only to replace the space with his cock as he lifted you up, hooking your legs in his arms his hands cupping your ass to keep you up.
“Can you feel that?…” His eyes gazing down at where you both connected “Can you feel how your cunt just takes me in? Remembers every inch of my cock?” He snakes his hips and cock back the water from the shower making the sound of his body crashing back into your cunt in a sloppy splashing noise.
“Aang!— it’s does I promise, s-shit— pussy only wants you— needs you—“ your babble to get out , only making Aang quicken his waist to snap into you fucking you in the wall making you writhe but his strong arms made sure stayed just put.
“Is that s-so?…” he moans struggled to even speak so grits his teeth “you’re starting to fuckin’ get it then…” he bellows out a moan that was burried so he could damn near speak.
Your cunt was just clamping down on him, he wanted to make it his new home, keep you in this room, this shower, forever cocking warming, forever feeling you cum around him. “You understand that you’re mine?…” he groans leaning his lips against yours places cherries kisses on your bottom lip allowing you to catch your breath to speak.
“I do— I understand I’m y-yours!…” and Aang reveled in your words. “Good girl… such a g-girl just for me—…” his cock finally deep enough to begin pressing and grinding your g-spot and hitting it.
So close… so close to cumming onto him, so close to proving that he was all you needed and wanted. All that soap mixing on your tits and running down your body, what sight for sore fucking eyes. Just from that view alone his legs tremored, while grit his teeth and hissed against your lip.
You’re both going to crash into your orgasm, But Aang’s arrow flickers, and lights the room some. He felt that good?! Your cunt was so fucking good that he almost went into the avatar state?! Gods you needed to suck out all the cum from this man’s cock.
However, Aang knew it was that good— your pussy was the closest fucking thing to the peace of the spirit world.
“G-gonna cum— I’m gonna cum!” you heaved out, but instead of throwing your head back, you maintained eye contact with him. He presses his glowing forehead against yours nodding slightly “Keep fuckin’ looking at me—” Aang was never the type to swear so much but he felt like he had something to prove, and especially since his cock was reframing your cunt.
His strokes became labored the more he rutted his cock into you, his waist stuttering at a painstaking pace—but still enough for the twitching of his cock against your G-spot to alert you that he was going to cum right along with you.
“Cum—shiiit—cum on my cock. You’re gonna feel how much you belong to me… feeling my cum dripping into your panties as a reminder too…” he cooed in a pussy-hungry voice, chasing his own orgasm.
thrust. thrust. thruuuuust.
A few more, your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him into a kiss. You moaned against his lips, matching the pace of his breathing while his cum shot into you, greeting your twitching orgasm.
…
He helped you clean up your body, but stayed true to his words. He intentionally avoided cleaning your cunt, wanting whatever hadn’t run out to stay trapped inside of you.
And just like that, he was back to himself—big toothy smile and the little wrinkles by his eyes visible as he went on and on about the mess you and Sokka had made.
As if he hadn’t just fucked you silly over the whole ordeal, but you digressed. He was happy.
He helped dress you, slipping your panties back on, then gave you a little love tap against them for all the cum still inside you.
You snaked your arms around his neck as he lifted you slightly by the waist.
“So, I may help Sokka with some more projects later. Is that okay?” you asked with a bright grin.
And Aang’s eyes and smile only grew brighter as he gave a quick and easy—
“Haha!” His head tilted to the side.
“Hell no,” Aang said with an obviously fake plastered-on smile again.
Because he fully intended on taking the rest of your day for himself.
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❝ 𝒜 LONG ROAD AND
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝓣OJI FUSHIGURO IS YOUR RIDE❞
Synopsis : Toji often worked on your family’s farm. You usually saw him feeding the cows or cleaning out the barn, but one day your car broke down while you were driving back to the farm. Luckily, a big truck came cruising down the road, and you recognized it immediately — it was Toji Fushiguro’s truck. God, you felt so damn lucky.
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cw : ◞ unprotected piv ◞ crêámpïê ◞ p with plot ◞ fem!reader ◞ slight ëdgïńg◞ cärșèx ◞ RanchHand!Toji◞ ôrál śëx ◞ blôŵjòb◞ fiñğer in p◞ very smüt leańińg ◞ teasing ◞ pre-established friendship ◞ unșafe drívíng ◞ Shiu is your dad he is 40+◞ reader is 20 and Toji is also 20+ ◞ Naôya mention (he’s a prick) ◞
Toji Fushiguro was such a help on your father’s farm, always the first to lift a hay bale where it was needed or round up the sheep for shearing. He was oh so helpful. You always found yourself gravitating toward the stables, cleaning your horse whenever he was around.
Even though your horse’s coat was pristine, you continued brushing it while he filled the feeders and carried heavy buckets of water to the stalls, his biceps practically fighting to break free from the sleeves of his T-shirt.
Peeking over your shoulder, you trembled slightly when you noticed his eyes locked onto you.
Toji crossed his arms, his biceps flexing beneath the tight fabric of his T-shirt as usual.
You two barely spoke while he was there, aside from a few flirtatious taunts tossed back and forth. But whenever your eyes locked, you knew he was undressing and fucking you with his gaze—though maybe you were doing the same to him. Who cared?
“Like somethin’ you see, huh? Or—?”
He tilted his chin up with a grin, but before he could catch your expression, you quickly turned your attention back to the horse.
"Oh as if— are you always this full of yourself hm?” You chide out as you stroke your horses hair. Toji rolls out a chuckle as he opens his mouth to return your remark but then your father walked in.
Before your dad, Shiu, could blink, your focus snapped back to the horse and Toji continued his chores. Your father walked over and stuck some cash into your hand.
“I need you to run to town real quick.”
You let out a cute little groan before he snapped back, “No, no. Here—I gave you an extra twenty to buy somethin’ for yourself.”
A big smile spread across your face, one that practically screamed daddy’s little princess.
“Really? Thank you, Daddy.”
You placed your hand on his shoulder, making him lean down so you could place a sweet kiss on his cheek before heading out.
“Uh huh… uh huh…” Shiu replied nonchalantly, even though he loved every second of it.
“And put some proper clothes on!” He pointed at you. “Your shorts are shrinkin’ by the second!”
You turned around to glare at your dad, only to catch Toji standing there with one hand resting on the rake, his chin propped against the other as he leaned on it casually, taking you in one last time.
Your exposed thighs, blue jean shorts with pretty bedazzled designs on the back pockets squeezing tight on those same thighs, brown-and-red cowgirl boots, and sweet plaid top—the bra bright red was peeking out beneath your white tank top ever so innocently.
and those pretty red lips, a signature red that you always wore.
What a fuckin’ view, Toji thought. What he wouldn’t give to drag off those taunting little shorts and grip your ass in his hands. Hell, he’d work there for free just to have that luxury whenever he wanted.
“Thank youuu, Daddy…” Toji mocked under his breath in a teasing whisper.
So obviously you flashed him a vulgar, pedicured gesture before hopping into your hand-me-down truck, kicking up dust as you drove away.
...
You chose to use the twenty to buy a drink and two thrifted tops for five dollars each, which was a fucking steal in your book.
You took a swig of your drink before hearing a puttering noise come from beneath the hood.
It could mean nothing, so you ignored it. You were about thirty minutes out from the farm, so you pressed a little harder on the gas, creeping just over the speed limit.
I mean, you were in the middle of the South—tumbleweeds, dust, and not another soul for miles.
So you revved… and revved…
Then suddenly—
POP!
White steam puffed up from the engine.
“What the FUCK?” you choked out around your drink as the truck slowed, forcing you to pull over onto the dusty roadside.
“This can’t be fucking happening,” you whined, swinging the door open. With a cloth in hand, you carefully lifted the overheated hood.
“Shit, shit, shit…” poured from your lips as you fanned your face of the smoke.
The engine was completely fucking overheated.
So ethically, you reached into your pocket for your phone—your dad, literally anyone, anyone at all. No reception. Nothing. Just a dead signal staring back at you.
So not only was your car broken down, you were stuck in a dead zone.
“Just fucking fantastic!” you screamed, your voice echoing off the empty stretch of road.
After about twenty minutes of whining and panicking, you finally managed to pull yourself together. Someone had to come down this empty-nowhere road eventually… right?
So you stepped closer to the edge of the dusty shoulder and stuck your thumb out, waiting.
A car finally appeared, making you jump as you started waving your arms.
“Yes! Yes!” you squealed while the sporty vehicle sped down the empty road. A man with blonde, almost green hair tipped with brown rolled down his window, revealing sharp brown eyes lined with eyeliner.
“Hey, honey. Car broke down? Need a ride?” he asked, a crooked, suggestive smirk tugging at his mouth.
“Yes, please—God, I’ve been out here forever!” You hurried over to the passenger side, leaning down slightly.
“So… what’re you gonna give me in return, huh?” the brown-eyed man said, his voice dropping as his eyeliner-framed eyes narrowed while he got a better look at you.
He can't. Be fucking. Serious.
Your smile faltered. “I’m sorry—what?”
He let out a short laugh. “C’mon. You expectin' a free ride? With the way you’re dressed and all that—”
Your mouth dropped open in disbelief. “Are you serious right now? I just need a ride!”
The cuss-out you were about to give him was already rumbling out of your mouth, but he beat you to it—worse. He hit the gas.
“Good luck then!” he called out as the car peeled away down the road.
The most obscene swears spilled out of you, shouted long after his car disappeared into the distance.
You didn’t stop until you were absolutely out of breath, and even then you were still muttering under your breath, going through every curse you could think of.
And then—another bright red truck came barreling down the road.
Without wasting a breath, you stuck your thumb out, waving it down desperately. But as your eyes focused on the vehicle, it clicked.
That was Toji Fushiguro’s truck.
You could almost cry at the sight of it—and even him—as he pulled over, grinning at you.
“Aw… looks rough,” he said in a soft hum, mocking you as he rested his elbow on the center console and his face in his hand, tilting his head. “You needa' ride sweetness?” That scarred lip curled at the corners.
“Screw you! Haha, took you long enough!” you shot back, already shuffling to drag all your belongings and the things your dad made you buy into the back seat of Toji’s truck.
You went on and on about what happened, and Toji just smiled, going, “Uh-huh,” while also tossing out a few curses of his own about the prick from earlier.
Propping yourself up into the seat, you snuggled back as he made a U-turn, heading you both back toward the farm.
“Thanks so much for coming for me, Ji’…” you said, leaning your head back with a grin aimed at him.
“Ah, it’s nothin’—” he replied casually. “After you didn’t come back in a reasonable time, your dad freaked out.”
Your eyes drifted up and down, taking in every inch of his toned arms and frame—the jeans he wore hugging his legs, his biceps still flushed and sweaty after a day’s work.
They were so big they could easily lock you in place if they wanted to.
Subconsciously, maybe it was the heat exhaustion, but you bit your lip and reached out, letting a finger graze his arm.
“Hm…? What is it?” he said, glancing over at you and immediately noticing the cock hungry look on your face. “Ha—what’s that face, sweetness?” he swallowed a little feeling his pants almost tighten around him instantly.
Sweetness…
He called you sweetness. Unlike that other prick from earlier, Toji would definitely get something in return for a ride if he asked.
And honestly? You didn’t even hate that thought.
“Ji… I am just really grateful to you, you know? I just want you to know how grateful I am…” you say, still stroking his arm and letting your hand glide down to his cock.
But Toji doesn’t stop you, so you look into his eyes, narrowing slightly at the way he seems to be holding back. A broken, cocky smile tugged at his lips as he licked his bottom lip slightly with his tongue, then sucked it between his teeth with a bite.
“Is that so, hm?” His jaw clenches. “Is that why you’re feeling up my cock sweetness?…” His gaze shifts to you as your hand palms and grips at his hard on.
Sweetness… Sweetness… chanted through your head.
“I can stop if you want me to,” you say as you push your hair back and unclick your seatbelt, making his heart skip a beat.
“If you don’t stop, I’m gonna pull over this car…” he grits his teeth as you tug a little at his jeans. He assists you, lifting his waist a little, making you almost laugh.
Just as you thought—he was huge.
His cock of 8 inches greeted you with a warm pinkened tip, as you suckled ever so slightly on his tip, the car still hitting small bumps causing your head to go down more on his cock.
"Fuuuck you naughty girl... suckin' me off while I drive..." his hands squeezed around the wheel, struggling to maintain control.
You let out a soft moan on his cock as his hands start squeezing and rubbing the back of your neck and your hair. "Jus l-.. shit.. like that nggh." His moans break out of him, making him lean his head back onto the seat, still keeping an eye on the road.
"Do you know h-how badly I've wanted you?.." Toji groans.
Your cunt is instantly wet, soaking your panties. "How badly I wanted those lips... around my cock?" He begins shoving your head down on his cock, making you bob your head quickly to the pace he encouraged you to.
"Sweetnesss... you're so gooood.." he moans out once he hears the sloppy sounds and mess of the spit your mouth is making around him. He needed to cum in your mouth and then have you on his cock, twitching and moaning his name.
"Fuck it... I'm pulling over." He grunts like an angry, needy kid.
The sun is almost down, but enough light is peering through as he finally gets to look down at the sight of him—your pretty nails wrapped around him, accompanied by your mouth. "F-fuck I wanna cum in that ruined mouth of y'res..."
But what you didn't expect was for Toji to begin basically face fucking you, once the car came to a perfect park, his hips began snaking and fucking back into your throat, making you gag and squeal.
Bracing yourself, putting a hand on his thigh and another on the wheel, he rutted his cock into you, drawing out tears.
"Damn it— your throat is so fucking well trained right about now to me—…” Toji loved how absolutely wrecked you sounded from this alone; it was enough to make him cum at the thought of being in your pussy next.
“M’ gonna cum— you gonna swallow hm?..hm?” He grits his teeth, rutting slowly into your throat, he knew damn well you couldn’t speak or respond, so you gave him a weak little nod, and cock muffled “mhmmm…”
“Thas’ a good girl…don’t fuckin’ waste a drop…”
And oh?— you wouldn’t dare.
“Fuuuuccck… m’cummin…m’cuminn…” he drawls out, hanging his jaw slightly as he slowly drags your head up and down and then grips the back of your neck to look at his handy work.
You face drenched in tears and spit on your lips and mouth. “Open up f’me lemme see the mess…” His smile was so proud, he was just oh so proud to finally get to fuck you.
Once you ahhh showing him all his cum on your tounge, he grips the back of your neck tightly… “now swallow…,” and you obey.
That shit made him hard faster than he thought he ever could after cumming that hard prior but his cock was determined.
“God, you’re so fuckin hot…” he says, dragging a thumb to your bottom lip, placing a sloppy wet kiss on your lips while you’re still trying to catch your breath, dragging his lips down your neck. “Take those small slutty shorts off now…” he grins against your neck “I wanna fuck you till you can’t breathe…”
“You promise?…” dances out your lips in excitement like the greedy girl you were, before slipping out from his lips to drag your shorts down and crawl over the center console to sit, hovering over his cock as he leans the chair back.
“Oh, sweetness, I promise…” he palms your waist. You didn’t realize how calloused his hands were till they were squeezing your bare ass, “I swear by it…I swear this perfect ass you have right here…”.
placing a warm slap making it heat up in pain, but it hurt so good "you only moaned. “Oh, she likes that? … I’ll remember that” he grins as he greeted the opposing side with another slap.
You attempted to drag your panties aside, but Toji's hand tapped yours away. “Nah…I wanna see it for myself…” his fingers glide against the wet slick of your cunt and panties. “Ooooh…thas’ how bad you wanted it, hm?” His fingers were laced in your juices as you circled your clit
"C'mere… sit down on my cock…" Using his index and middle fingers to spread your lips apart, the warm summer air in the car hits against your wetness in a slight chill, making you sink down onto the tip of his cock.
"It's too big, Ji'..." you cry out, burying your face in the crook of his neck. But he only guides your waist down, his grip firm and insistent.
"Shhhhh, I know, I know..." His voice drops to something softer, almost tender. "But this slutty pussy needs me— you can take it, yeah?"
You continue working your way down until he's halfway in, your cunt stretching to accommodate him. "Mmphhfuck, Ji'..." you mewl softly, the sound muffled against his skin.
And once your hips sink fully down onto him, finally taking in the other half of his cock, your mouth falls open—releasing a moan you've never drawn from your own fingers, much less from anyone who came before.
To make it worse, Toji begins fucking his cock into you slowly. Painstakingly slowly.
"Holy fuck—you're so warm..." he groans against your ear, his breath hot on your skin. "God, this pussy was fuckin' made for me."
You couldn't help yourself—your hips began rolling, rising and falling on him, drawing out the wettest, most obscene sounds from where your bodies joined.
But he only smacks your ass hard, making your back arch deeper into him.
"Greedy slut... tryna ride me all by yourself," he growls.
Then both his palms grip your waist, taking over completely. He starts working you up and down on his cock while fucking up into you with brutal precision.
Unlike your mouth, now you can feel everything—every ridge, every pulse, every thick inch of him dragging against your walls.
"It's too much—Toji, waitwait—" you gasp, palms pressing desperately at his biceps.
The car rocks with the force of his thrusts, but you know you don't want him to stop.
And with the way you're squeezing around him? He knows it too—knows to fuck you right through your begs and pleas.
"Your pussy's basically begging me not to stop... she's so sweet to me, squeezing around my cock like this," Toji groans, finally meeting your eyes.
He peppers kisses along your bottom lip and chin as moans spill helplessly from your mouth.
"See? She's soooo grateful you're letting me fuck you raw, sweetness. Ngggh—" His voice breaks the moment your cunt flutters at the name, clenching around him involuntarily.
"Fuck, you like that a lot, huh? Me calling you sweetness?" His lips curve against your jaw, and it's enough to nearly push you over the edge. He feels it—feels how close you are just from his words alone.
His hips drop down and snap right back up, each thrust deliberately angled to drag you closer to the edge. "Aw sweetness, I feel you—you're gonna cum..."
He pulls out slowly, torturously, before slamming right back in. "You gonna cum for me?"
and that sends you babbling
"Yes!yesyesyes, please, I'm right there..." You moan against his lips, barely coherent. "Please, Ji'—cum in me right now..." It's almost a demand, desperate and needy.
your voice showed how much you was drunk on his cock and he fucking needed that.
"Good fuckin' girl—" he grits out, his hips barely leaving your body as he finally releases, a hot, intense orgasm flooding through him. Your body trembles against him, clenching and drawing every last drop from him.
"Sweetness... draining me dryyyy..." he whimpers, finally getting a sweet little kiss from you. You hum "mhmmm" against his lips while his mouth trails down to that same pretty bra from earlier—he'd regretted not taking it off, not worshipping your tits the way they deserved.
He makes a mental note, next time, he'll take his time with them. Next time, he'll worship every other inch of you he possibly missed, put his lips and tongue against every part of your body until you're trembling all over again.
...
You actually stayed on his lap for the drive home, placing kisses against his neck—you were so damn clingy to him, and Toji loved it.
you swapped over seats of course once you neared the farm.
Once you pulled into the farm, your father stood there with his arms crossed as he walked over to you.
"I was so worried about you!" Shiu wraps his arms around you in a tight hug before pulling back to look down at you.
"Haha daddd, I told you the truck is a piece of junk on wheels!" Which is something you have mentioned, but now he finally realized, so he nods.
Your makeup was a bit more disheveled, making him raise an eyebrow. He peers at the truck with it's clearly fogged windows.
Toji had walked over with all the parts you bought—however, on his neck was a red print of lipstick... your SPECIFIC shade.
His eyes looked back at Toji, then back at you... and again. The realization dawning across his face.
"Haha sir... it's not what you—" Toji chides out nervously, almost pleading.
"Boy, since you're HELP on this farm, I'm going to give you a head start, 'cause something's clearly happening right under my nose." Shiu cracks his knuckles, his jaw tight.
"But I'm gonna kick your ass!" Shiu chants as Toji drops the bags and tears off running.
"DAD!" you scream, chasing after them both.
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❝ 𝒜 LONG ROAD AND
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝓣OJI FUSHIGURO IS YOUR RIDE❞
Synopsis : Toji often worked on your family’s farm. You usually saw him feeding the cows or cleaning out the barn, but one day your car broke down while you were driving back to the farm. Luckily, a big truck came cruising down the road, and you recognized it immediately — it was Toji Fushiguro’s truck. God, you felt so damn lucky.
wordcount : 3.2k
cw : ◞ unprotected piv ◞ crêámpïê ◞ p with plot ◞ fem!reader ◞ slight ëdgïńg◞ cärșèx ◞ RanchHand!Toji◞ ôrál śëx ◞ blôŵjòb◞ fiñğer in p◞ very smüt leańińg ◞ teasing ◞ pre-established friendship ◞ unșafe drívíng ◞ Shiu is your dad he is 40+◞ reader is 20 and Toji is also 20+ ◞ Naôya mention (he’s a prick) ◞
Toji Fushiguro was such a help on your father’s farm, always the first to lift a hay bale where it was needed or round up the sheep for shearing. He was oh so helpful. You always found yourself gravitating toward the stables, cleaning your horse whenever he was around.
Even though your horse’s coat was pristine, you continued brushing it while he filled the feeders and carried heavy buckets of water to the stalls, his biceps practically fighting to break free from the sleeves of his T-shirt.
Peeking over your shoulder, you trembled slightly when you noticed his eyes locked onto you.
Toji crossed his arms, his biceps flexing beneath the tight fabric of his T-shirt as usual.
You two barely spoke while he was there, aside from a few flirtatious taunts tossed back and forth. But whenever your eyes locked, you knew he was undressing and fucking you with his gaze—though maybe you were doing the same to him. Who cared?
“Like somethin’ you see, huh? Or—?”
He tilted his chin up with a grin, but before he could catch your expression, you quickly turned your attention back to the horse.
"Oh as if— are you always this full of yourself hm?” You chide out as you stroke your horses hair. Toji rolls out a chuckle as he opens his mouth to return your remark but then your father walked in.
Before your dad, Shiu, could blink, your focus snapped back to the horse and Toji continued his chores. Your father walked over and stuck some cash into your hand.
“I need you to run to town real quick.”
You let out a cute little groan before he snapped back, “No, no. Here—I gave you an extra twenty to buy somethin’ for yourself.”
A big smile spread across your face, one that practically screamed daddy’s little princess.
“Really? Thank you, Daddy.”
You placed your hand on his shoulder, making him lean down so you could place a sweet kiss on his cheek before heading out.
“Uh huh… uh huh…” Shiu replied nonchalantly, even though he loved every second of it.
“And put some proper clothes on!” He pointed at you. “Your shorts are shrinkin’ by the second!”
You turned around to glare at your dad, only to catch Toji standing there with one hand resting on the rake, his chin propped against the other as he leaned on it casually, taking you in one last time.
Your exposed thighs, blue jean shorts with pretty bedazzled designs on the back pockets squeezing tight on those same thighs, brown-and-red cowgirl boots, and sweet plaid top—the bra bright red was peeking out beneath your white tank top ever so innocently.
and those pretty red lips, a signature red that you always wore.
What a fuckin’ view, Toji thought. What he wouldn’t give to drag off those taunting little shorts and grip your ass in his hands. Hell, he’d work there for free just to have that luxury whenever he wanted.
“Thank youuu, Daddy…” Toji mocked under his breath in a teasing whisper.
So obviously you flashed him a vulgar, pedicured gesture before hopping into your hand-me-down truck, kicking up dust as you drove away.
...
You chose to use the twenty to buy a drink and two thrifted tops for five dollars each, which was a fucking steal in your book.
You took a swig of your drink before hearing a puttering noise come from beneath the hood.
It could mean nothing, so you ignored it. You were about thirty minutes out from the farm, so you pressed a little harder on the gas, creeping just over the speed limit.
I mean, you were in the middle of the South—tumbleweeds, dust, and not another soul for miles.
So you revved… and revved…
Then suddenly—
POP!
White steam puffed up from the engine.
“What the FUCK?” you choked out around your drink as the truck slowed, forcing you to pull over onto the dusty roadside.
“This can’t be fucking happening,” you whined, swinging the door open. With a cloth in hand, you carefully lifted the overheated hood.
“Shit, shit, shit…” poured from your lips as you fanned your face of the smoke.
The engine was completely fucking overheated.
So ethically, you reached into your pocket for your phone—your dad, literally anyone, anyone at all. No reception. Nothing. Just a dead signal staring back at you.
So not only was your car broken down, you were stuck in a dead zone.
“Just fucking fantastic!” you screamed, your voice echoing off the empty stretch of road.
After about twenty minutes of whining and panicking, you finally managed to pull yourself together. Someone had to come down this empty-nowhere road eventually… right?
So you stepped closer to the edge of the dusty shoulder and stuck your thumb out, waiting.
A car finally appeared, making you jump as you started waving your arms.
“Yes! Yes!” you squealed while the sporty vehicle sped down the empty road. A man with blonde, almost green hair tipped with brown rolled down his window, revealing sharp brown eyes lined with eyeliner.
“Hey, honey. Car broke down? Need a ride?” he asked, a crooked, suggestive smirk tugging at his mouth.
“Yes, please—God, I’ve been out here forever!” You hurried over to the passenger side, leaning down slightly.
“So… what’re you gonna give me in return, huh?” the brown-eyed man said, his voice dropping as his eyeliner-framed eyes narrowed while he got a better look at you.
He can't. Be fucking. Serious.
Your smile faltered. “I’m sorry—what?”
He let out a short laugh. “C’mon. You expectin' a free ride? With the way you’re dressed and all that—”
Your mouth dropped open in disbelief. “Are you serious right now? I just need a ride!”
The cuss-out you were about to give him was already rumbling out of your mouth, but he beat you to it—worse. He hit the gas.
“Good luck then!” he called out as the car peeled away down the road.
The most obscene swears spilled out of you, shouted long after his car disappeared into the distance.
You didn’t stop until you were absolutely out of breath, and even then you were still muttering under your breath, going through every curse you could think of.
And then—another bright red truck came barreling down the road.
Without wasting a breath, you stuck your thumb out, waving it down desperately. But as your eyes focused on the vehicle, it clicked.
That was Toji Fushiguro’s truck.
You could almost cry at the sight of it—and even him—as he pulled over, grinning at you.
“Aw… looks rough,” he said in a soft hum, mocking you as he rested his elbow on the center console and his face in his hand, tilting his head. “You needa' ride sweetness?” That scarred lip curled at the corners.
“Screw you! Haha, took you long enough!” you shot back, already shuffling to drag all your belongings and the things your dad made you buy into the back seat of Toji’s truck.
You went on and on about what happened, and Toji just smiled, going, “Uh-huh,” while also tossing out a few curses of his own about the prick from earlier.
Propping yourself up into the seat, you snuggled back as he made a U-turn, heading you both back toward the farm.
“Thanks so much for coming for me, Ji’…” you said, leaning your head back with a grin aimed at him.
“Ah, it’s nothin’—” he replied casually. “After you didn’t come back in a reasonable time, your dad freaked out.”
Your eyes drifted up and down, taking in every inch of his toned arms and frame—the jeans he wore hugging his legs, his biceps still flushed and sweaty after a day’s work.
They were so big they could easily lock you in place if they wanted to.
Subconsciously, maybe it was the heat exhaustion, but you bit your lip and reached out, letting a finger graze his arm.
“Hm…? What is it?” he said, glancing over at you and immediately noticing the cock hungry look on your face. “Ha—what’s that face, sweetness?” he swallowed a little feeling his pants almost tighten around him instantly.
Sweetness…
He called you sweetness. Unlike that other prick from earlier, Toji would definitely get something in return for a ride if he asked.
And honestly? You didn’t even hate that thought.
“Ji… I am just really grateful to you, you know? I just want you to know how grateful I am…” you say, still stroking his arm and letting your hand glide down to his cock.
But Toji doesn’t stop you, so you look into his eyes, narrowing slightly at the way he seems to be holding back. A broken, cocky smile tugged at his lips as he licked his bottom lip slightly with his tongue, then sucked it between his teeth with a bite.
“Is that so, hm?” His jaw clenches. “Is that why you’re feeling up my cock sweetness?…” His gaze shifts to you as your hand palms and grips at his hard on.
Sweetness… Sweetness… chanted through you head.
“I can stop if you want me to,” you say as you push your hair back and unclick your seatbelt, making his heart skip a beat.
“If you don’t stop, I’m gonna pull over this car…” he grits his teeth as you tug a little at his jeans. He assists you, lifting his waist a little, making you almost laugh.
Just as you thought—he was huge.
His cock of 8 inches greeted you with a warm pinkened tip, as you suckled ever so slightly on his tip, the car still hitting small bumps causing your head to go down more on his cock.
"Fuuuck you naughty girl... suckin' me off while I drive..." his hands squeezed around the wheel, struggling to maintain control.
You let out a soft moan on his cock as his hands start squeezing and rubbing the back of your neck and your hair. "Jus l-.. shit.. like that nggh." His moans break out of him, making him lean his head back onto the seat, still keeping an eye on the road.
"Do you know h-how badly I've wanted you?.." Toji groans.
Your cunt is instantly wet, soaking your panties. "How badly I wanted those lips... around my cock?" He begins shoving your head down on his cock, making you bob your head quickly to the pace he encouraged you to.
"Sweetnesss... you're so gooood.." he moans out once he hears the sloppy sounds and mess of the spit your mouth is making around him. He needed to cum in your mouth and then have you on his cock, twitching and moaning his name.
"Fuck it... I'm pulling over." He grunts like an angry, needy kid.
The sun is almost down, but enough light is peering through as he finally gets to look down at the sight of him—your pretty nails wrapped around him, accompanied by your mouth. "F-fuck I wanna cum in that ruined mouth of y'res..."
But what you didn't expect was for Toji to begin basically face fucking you, once the car came to a perfect park, his hips began snaking and fucking back into your throat, making you gag and squeal.
Bracing yourself, putting a hand on his thigh and another on the wheel, he rutted his cock into you, drawing out tears.
"Damn it— your throat is so fucking well trained right about now to me—…” Toji loved how absolutely wrecked you sounded from this alone; it was enough to make him cum at the thought of being in your pussy next.
“M’ gonna cum— you gonna swallow hm?..hm?” He grits his teeth, rutting slowly into your throat, he knew damn well you couldn’t speak or respond, so you gave him a weak little nod, and cock muffled “mhmmm…”
“Thas’ a good girl…don’t fuckin’ waste a drop…”
And oh?— you wouldn’t dare.
“Fuuuuccck… m’cummin…m’cuminn…” he drawls out, hanging his jaw slightly as he slowly drags your head up and down and then grips the back of your neck to look at his handy work.
You face drenched in tears and spit on your lips and mouth. “Open up f’me lemme see the mess…” His smile was so proud, he was just oh so proud to finally get to fuck you.
Once you ahhh showing him all his cum on your tounge, he grips the back of your neck tightly… “now swallow…,” and you obey.
That shit made him hard faster than he thought he ever could after cumming that hard prior but his cock was determined.
“God, you’re so fuckin hot…” he says, dragging a thumb to your bottom lip, placing a sloppy wet kiss on your lips while you’re still trying to catch your breath, dragging his lips down your neck. “Take those small slutty shorts off now…” he grins against your neck “I wanna fuck you till you can’t breathe…”
“You promise?…” dances out your lips in excitement like the greedy girl you were, before slipping out from his lips to drag your shorts down and crawl over the center console to sit, hovering over his cock as he leans the chair back.
“Oh, sweetness, I promise…” he palms your waist. You didn’t realize how calloused his hands were till they were squeezing your bare ass, “I swear by it…I swear this perfect ass you have right here…”.
placing a warm slap making it heat up in pain, but it hurt so good "you only moaned. “Oh, she likes that? … I’ll remember that” he grins as he greeted the opposing side with another slap.
You attempted to drag your panties aside, but Toji's hand tapped yours away. “Nah…I wanna see it for myself…” his fingers glide against the wet slick of your cunt and panties. “Ooooh…thas’ how bad you wanted it, hm?” His fingers were laced in your juices as you circled your clit
"C'mere… sit down on my cock…" Using his index and middle fingers to spread your lips apart, the warm summer air in the car hits against your wetness in a slight chill, making you sink down onto the tip of his cock.
"It's too big, Ji'..." you cry out, burying your face in the crook of his neck. But he only guides your waist down, his grip firm and insistent.
"Shhhhh, I know, I know..." His voice drops to something softer, almost tender. "But this slutty pussy needs me— you can take it, yeah?"
You continue working your way down until he's halfway in, your cunt stretching to accommodate him. "Mmphhfuck, Ji'..." you mewl softly, the sound muffled against his skin.
And once your hips sink fully down onto him, finally taking in the other half of his cock, your mouth falls open—releasing a moan you've never drawn from your own fingers, much less from anyone who came before.
To make it worse, Toji begins fucking his cock into you slowly. Painstakingly slowly.
"Holy fuck—you're so warm..." he groans against your ear, his breath hot on your skin. "God, this pussy was fuckin' made for me."
You couldn't help yourself—your hips began rolling, rising and falling on him, drawing out the wettest, most obscene sounds from where your bodies joined.
But he only smacks your ass hard, making your back arch deeper into him.
"Greedy slut... tryna ride me all by yourself," he growls.
Then both his palms grip your waist, taking over completely. He starts working you up and down on his cock while fucking up into you with brutal precision.
Unlike your mouth, now you can feel everything—every ridge, every pulse, every thick inch of him dragging against your walls.
"It's too much—Toji, waitwait—" you gasp, palms pressing desperately at his biceps.
The car rocks with the force of his thrusts, but you know you don't want him to stop.
And with the way you're squeezing around him? He knows it too—knows to fuck you right through your begs and pleas.
"Your pussy's basically begging me not to stop... she's so sweet to me, squeezing around my cock like this," Toji groans, finally meeting your eyes.
He peppers kisses along your bottom lip and chin as moans spill helplessly from your mouth.
"See? She's soooo grateful you're letting me fuck you raw, sweetness. Ngggh—" His voice breaks the moment your cunt flutters at the name, clenching around him involuntarily.
"Fuck, you like that a lot, huh? Me calling you sweetness?" His lips curve against your jaw, and it's enough to nearly push you over the edge. He feels it—feels how close you are just from his words alone.
His hips drop down and snap right back up, each thrust deliberately angled to drag you closer to the edge. "Aw sweetness, I feel you—you're gonna cum..."
He pulls out slowly, torturously, before slamming right back in. "You gonna cum for me?"
and that sends you babbling
"Yes!yesyesyes, please, I'm right there..." You moan against his lips, barely coherent. "Please, Ji'—cum in me right now..." It's almost a demand, desperate and needy.
your voice was showed how much you was drunk on his cock and he fucking needed that.
"Good fuckin' girl—" he grits out, his hips barely leaving your body as he finally releases, a hot, intense orgasm flooding through him. Your body trembles against him, clenching and drawing every last drop from him.
"Sweetness... draining me dryyyy..." he whimpers, finally getting a sweet little kiss from you. You hum "mhmmm" against his lips while his mouth trails down to that same pretty bra from earlier—he'd regretted not taking it off, not worshipping your tits the way they deserved.
He makes a mental note, next time, he'll take his time with them. Next time, he'll worship every other inch of you he possibly missed, put his lips and tongue against every part of your body until you're trembling all over again.
...
You actually stayed on his lap for the drive home, placing kisses against his neck—you were so damn clingy to him, and Toji loved it.
you swapped over seats of course once you neared the farm.
Once you pulled into the farm, your father stood there with his arms crossed as he walked over to you.
"I was so worried about you!" Shiu wraps his arms around you in a tight hug before pulling back to look down at you.
"Haha daddd, I told you the truck is a piece of junk on wheels!" Which is something you have mentioned, but now he finally realized, so he nods.
Your makeup was a bit more disheveled, making him raise an eyebrow. He peers at the truck with it's clearly fogged windows.
Toji had walked over with all the parts you bought—however, on his neck was a red print of lipstick... your SPECIFIC shade.
His eyes looked back at Toji, then back at you... and again. The realization dawning across his face.
"Haha sir... it's not what you—" Toji chides out nervously, almost pleading.
"Boy, since you're HELP on this farm, I'm going to give you a head start, 'cause something's clearly happening right under my nose." Shiu cracks his knuckles, his jaw tight.
"But I'm gonna kick your ass!" Shiu chants as Toji drops the bags and tears off running.
"DAD!" you scream, chasing after them both.
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❝ 𝒜 LONG ROAD AND
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝓣OJI FUSHIGURO IS YOUR RIDE❞
Synopsis : Toji often worked on your family’s farm. You usually saw him feeding the cows or cleaning out the barn, but one day your car broke down while you were driving back to the farm. Luckily, a big truck came cruising down the road, and you recognized it immediately — it was Toji Fushiguro’s truck. God, you felt so damn lucky.
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cw : ◞ unprotected piv ◞ crêámpïê ◞ p with plot ◞ fem!reader ◞ slight ëdgïńg◞ cärșèx ◞ RanchHand!Toji◞ ôrál śëx ◞ blôŵjòb◞ fiñğer in p◞ very smüt leańińg ◞ teasing ◞ pre-established friendship ◞ unșafe drívíng ◞ Shiu is your dad he is 40+◞ reader is 20 and Toji is also 20+ ◞ Naôya mention (he’s a prick) ◞
Toji Fushiguro was such a help on your father’s farm, always the first to lift a hay bale where it was needed or round up the sheep for shearing. He was oh so helpful. You always found yourself gravitating toward the stables, cleaning your horse whenever he was around.
Even though your horse’s coat was pristine, you continued brushing it while he filled the feeders and carried heavy buckets of water to the stalls, his biceps practically fighting to break free from the sleeves of his T-shirt.
Peeking over your shoulder, you trembled slightly when you noticed his eyes locked onto you.
Toji crossed his arms, his biceps flexing beneath the tight fabric of his T-shirt as usual.
You two barely spoke while he was there, aside from a few flirtatious taunts tossed back and forth. But whenever your eyes locked, you knew he was undressing and fucking you with his gaze—though maybe you were doing the same to him. Who cared?
“Like somethin’ you see, huh? Or—?”
He tilted his chin up with a grin, but before he could catch your expression, you quickly turned your attention back to the horse.
"Oh as if— are you always this full of yourself hm?” You chide out as you stroke your horses hair. Toji rolls out a chuckle as he opens his mouth to return your remark but then your father walked in.
Before your dad, Shiu, could blink, your focus snapped back to the horse and Toji continued his chores. Your father walked over and stuck some cash into your hand.
“I need you to run to town real quick.”
You let out a cute little groan before he snapped back, “No, no. Here—I gave you an extra twenty to buy somethin’ for yourself.”
A big smile spread across your face, one that practically screamed daddy’s little princess.
“Really? Thank you, Daddy.”
You placed your hand on his shoulder, making him lean down so you could place a sweet kiss on his cheek before heading out.
“Uh huh… uh huh…” Shiu replied nonchalantly, even though he loved every second of it.
“And put some proper clothes on!” He pointed at you. “Your shorts are shrinkin’ by the second!”
You turned around to glare at your dad, only to catch Toji standing there with one hand resting on the rake, his chin propped against the other as he leaned on it casually, taking you in one last time.
Your exposed thighs, blue jean shorts with pretty bedazzled designs on the back pockets squeezing tight on those same thighs, brown-and-red cowgirl boots, and sweet plaid top—the bra bright red was peeking out beneath your white tank top ever so innocently.
and those pretty red lips, a signature red that you always wore.
What a fuckin’ view, Toji thought. What he wouldn’t give to drag off those taunting little shorts and grip your ass in his hands. Hell, he’d work there for free just to have that luxury whenever he wanted.
“Thank youuu, Daddy…” Toji mocked under his breath in a teasing whisper.
So obviously you flashed him a vulgar, pedicured gesture before hopping into your hand-me-down truck, kicking up dust as you drove away.
...
You chose to use the twenty to buy a drink and two thrifted tops for five dollars each, which was a fucking steal in your book.
You took a swig of your drink before hearing a puttering noise come from beneath the hood.
It could mean nothing, so you ignored it. You were about thirty minutes out from the farm, so you pressed a little harder on the gas, creeping just over the speed limit.
I mean, you were in the middle of the South—tumbleweeds, dust, and not another soul for miles.
So you revved… and revved…
Then suddenly—
POP!
White steam puffed up from the engine.
“What the FUCK?” you choked out around your drink as the truck slowed, forcing you to pull over onto the dusty roadside.
“This can’t be fucking happening,” you whined, swinging the door open. With a cloth in hand, you carefully lifted the overheated hood.
“Shit, shit, shit…” poured from your lips as you fanned your face of the smoke.
The engine was completely fucking overheated.
So ethically, you reached into your pocket for your phone—your dad, literally anyone, anyone at all. No reception. Nothing. Just a dead signal staring back at you.
So not only was your car broken down, you were stuck in a dead zone.
“Just fucking fantastic!” you screamed, your voice echoing off the empty stretch of road.
After about twenty minutes of whining and panicking, you finally managed to pull yourself together. Someone had to come down this empty-nowhere road eventually… right?
So you stepped closer to the edge of the dusty shoulder and stuck your thumb out, waiting.
A car finally appeared, making you jump as you started waving your arms.
“Yes! Yes!” you squealed while the sporty vehicle sped down the empty road. A man with blonde, almost green hair tipped with brown rolled down his window, revealing sharp brown eyes lined with eyeliner.
“Hey, honey. Car broke down? Need a ride?” he asked, a crooked, suggestive smirk tugging at his mouth.
“Yes, please—God, I’ve been out here forever!” You hurried over to the passenger side, leaning down slightly.
“So… what’re you gonna give me in return, huh?” the brown-eyed man said, his voice dropping as his eyeliner-framed eyes narrowed while he got a better look at you.
He can't. Be fucking. Serious.
Your smile faltered. “I’m sorry—what?”
He let out a short laugh. “C’mon. You expectin' a free ride? With the way you’re dressed and all that—”
Your mouth dropped open in disbelief. “Are you serious right now? I just need a ride!”
The cuss-out you were about to give him was already rumbling out of your mouth, but he beat you to it—worse. He hit the gas.
“Good luck then!” he called out as the car peeled away down the road.
The most obscene swears spilled out of you, shouted long after his car disappeared into the distance.
You didn’t stop until you were absolutely out of breath, and even then you were still muttering under your breath, going through every curse you could think of.
And then—another bright red truck came barreling down the road.
Without wasting a breath, you stuck your thumb out, waving it down desperately. But as your eyes focused on the vehicle, it clicked.
That was Toji Fushiguro’s truck.
You could almost cry at the sight of it—and even him—as he pulled over, grinning at you.
“Aw… looks rough,” he said in a soft hum, mocking you as he rested his elbow on the center console and his face in his hand, tilting his head. “You needa' ride sweetness?” That scarred lip curled at the corners.
“Screw you! Haha, took you long enough!” you shot back, already shuffling to drag all your belongings and the things your dad made you buy into the back seat of Toji’s truck.
You went on and on about what happened, and Toji just smiled, going, “Uh-huh,” while also tossing out a few curses of his own about the prick from earlier.
Propping yourself up into the seat, you snuggled back as he made a U-turn, heading you both back toward the farm.
“Thanks so much for coming for me, Ji’…” you said, leaning your head back with a grin aimed at him.
“Ah, it’s nothin’—” he replied casually. “After you didn’t come back in a reasonable time, your dad freaked out.”
Your eyes drifted up and down, taking in every inch of his toned arms and frame—the jeans he wore hugging his legs, his biceps still flushed and sweaty after a day’s work.
They were so big they could easily lock you in place if they wanted to.
Subconsciously, maybe it was the heat exhaustion, but you bit your lip and reached out, letting a finger graze his arm.
“Hm…? What is it?” he said, glancing over at you and immediately noticing the cock hungry look on your face. “Ha—what’s that face, sweetness?” he swallowed a little feeling his pants almost tighten around him instantly.
Sweetness…
He called you sweetness. Unlike that other prick from earlier, Toji would definitely get something in return for a ride if he asked.
And honestly? You didn’t even hate that thought.
“Ji… I am just really grateful to you, you know? I just want you to know how grateful I am…” you say, still stroking his arm and letting your hand glide down to his cock.
But Toji doesn’t stop you, so you look into his eyes, narrowing slightly at the way he seems to be holding back. A broken, cocky smile tugged at his lips as he licked his bottom lip slightly with his tongue, then sucked it between his teeth with a bite.
“Is that so, hm?” His jaw clenches. “Is that why you’re feeling up my cock sweetness?…” His gaze shifts to you as your hand palms and grips at his hard on.
Sweetness… Sweetness… chanted through your head.
“I can stop if you want me to,” you say as you push your hair back and unclick your seatbelt, making his heart skip a beat.
“If you don’t stop, I’m gonna pull over this car…” he grits his teeth as you tug a little at his jeans. He assists you, lifting his waist a little, making you almost laugh.
Just as you thought—he was huge.
His cock of 8 inches greeted you with a warm pinkened tip, as you suckled ever so slightly on his tip, the car still hitting small bumps causing your head to go down more on his cock.
"Fuuuck you naughty girl... suckin' me off while I drive..." his hands squeezed around the wheel, struggling to maintain control.
You let out a soft moan on his cock as his hands start squeezing and rubbing the back of your neck and your hair. "Jus l-.. shit.. like that nggh." His moans break out of him, making him lean his head back onto the seat, still keeping an eye on the road.
"Do you know h-how badly I've wanted you?.." Toji groans.
Your cunt is instantly wet, soaking your panties. "How badly I wanted those lips... around my cock?" He begins shoving your head down on his cock, making you bob your head quickly to the pace he encouraged you to.
"Sweetnesss... you're so gooood.." he moans out once he hears the sloppy sounds and mess of the spit your mouth is making around him. He needed to cum in your mouth and then have you on his cock, twitching and moaning his name.
"Fuck it... I'm pulling over." He grunts like an angry, needy kid.
The sun is almost down, but enough light is peering through as he finally gets to look down at the sight of him—your pretty nails wrapped around him, accompanied by your mouth. "F-fuck I wanna cum in that ruined mouth of y'res..."
But what you didn't expect was for Toji to begin basically face fucking you, once the car came to a perfect park, his hips began snaking and fucking back into your throat, making you gag and squeal.
Bracing yourself, putting a hand on his thigh and another on the wheel, he rutted his cock into you, drawing out tears.
"Damn it— your throat is so fucking well trained right about now to me—…” Toji loved how absolutely wrecked you sounded from this alone; it was enough to make him cum at the thought of being in your pussy next.
“M’ gonna cum— you gonna swallow hm?..hm?” He grits his teeth, rutting slowly into your throat, he knew damn well you couldn’t speak or respond, so you gave him a weak little nod, and cock muffled “mhmmm…”
“Thas’ a good girl…don’t fuckin’ waste a drop…”
And oh?— you wouldn’t dare.
“Fuuuuccck… m’cummin…m’cuminn…” he drawls out, hanging his jaw slightly as he slowly drags your head up and down and then grips the back of your neck to look at his handy work.
You face drenched in tears and spit on your lips and mouth. “Open up f’me lemme see the mess…” His smile was so proud, he was just oh so proud to finally get to fuck you.
Once you ahhh showing him all his cum on your tounge, he grips the back of your neck tightly… “now swallow…,” and you obey.
That shit made him hard faster than he thought he ever could after cumming that hard prior but his cock was determined.
“God, you’re so fuckin hot…” he says, dragging a thumb to your bottom lip, placing a sloppy wet kiss on your lips while you’re still trying to catch your breath, dragging his lips down your neck. “Take those small slutty shorts off now…” he grins against your neck “I wanna fuck you till you can’t breathe…”
“You promise?…” dances out your lips in excitement like the greedy girl you were, before slipping out from his lips to drag your shorts down and crawl over the center console to sit, hovering over his cock as he leans the chair back.
“Oh, sweetness, I promise…” he palms your waist. You didn’t realize how calloused his hands were till they were squeezing your bare ass, “I swear by it…I swear this perfect ass you have right here…”.
placing a warm slap making it heat up in pain, but it hurt so good "you only moaned. “Oh, she likes that? … I’ll remember that” he grins as he greeted the opposing side with another slap.
You attempted to drag your panties aside, but Toji's hand tapped yours away. “Nah…I wanna see it for myself…” his fingers glide against the wet slick of your cunt and panties. “Ooooh…thas’ how bad you wanted it, hm?” His fingers were laced in your juices as you circled your clit
"C'mere… sit down on my cock…" Using his index and middle fingers to spread your lips apart, the warm summer air in the car hits against your wetness in a slight chill, making you sink down onto the tip of his cock.
"It's too big, Ji'..." you cry out, burying your face in the crook of his neck. But he only guides your waist down, his grip firm and insistent.
"Shhhhh, I know, I know..." His voice drops to something softer, almost tender. "But this slutty pussy needs me— you can take it, yeah?"
You continue working your way down until he's halfway in, your cunt stretching to accommodate him. "Mmphhfuck, Ji'..." you mewl softly, the sound muffled against his skin.
And once your hips sink fully down onto him, finally taking in the other half of his cock, your mouth falls open—releasing a moan you've never drawn from your own fingers, much less from anyone who came before.
To make it worse, Toji begins fucking his cock into you slowly. Painstakingly slowly.
"Holy fuck—you're so warm..." he groans against your ear, his breath hot on your skin. "God, this pussy was fuckin' made for me."
You couldn't help yourself—your hips began rolling, rising and falling on him, drawing out the wettest, most obscene sounds from where your bodies joined.
But he only smacks your ass hard, making your back arch deeper into him.
"Greedy slut... tryna ride me all by yourself," he growls.
Then both his palms grip your waist, taking over completely. He starts working you up and down on his cock while fucking up into you with brutal precision.
Unlike your mouth, now you can feel everything—every ridge, every pulse, every thick inch of him dragging against your walls.
"It's too much—Toji, waitwait—" you gasp, palms pressing desperately at his biceps.
The car rocks with the force of his thrusts, but you know you don't want him to stop.
And with the way you're squeezing around him? He knows it too—knows to fuck you right through your begs and pleas.
"Your pussy's basically begging me not to stop... she's so sweet to me, squeezing around my cock like this," Toji groans, finally meeting your eyes.
He peppers kisses along your bottom lip and chin as moans spill helplessly from your mouth.
"See? She's soooo grateful you're letting me fuck you raw, sweetness. Ngggh—" His voice breaks the moment your cunt flutters at the name, clenching around him involuntarily.
"Fuck, you like that a lot, huh? Me calling you sweetness?" His lips curve against your jaw, and it's enough to nearly push you over the edge. He feels it—feels how close you are just from his words alone.
His hips drop down and snap right back up, each thrust deliberately angled to drag you closer to the edge. "Aw sweetness, I feel you—you're gonna cum..."
He pulls out slowly, torturously, before slamming right back in. "You gonna cum for me?"
and that sends you babbling
"Yes!yesyesyes, please, I'm right there..." You moan against his lips, barely coherent. "Please, Ji'—cum in me right now..." It's almost a demand, desperate and needy.
your voice showed how much you was drunk on his cock and he fucking needed that.
"Good fuckin' girl—" he grits out, his hips barely leaving your body as he finally releases, a hot, intense orgasm flooding through him. Your body trembles against him, clenching and drawing every last drop from him.
"Sweetness... draining me dryyyy..." he whimpers, finally getting a sweet little kiss from you. You hum "mhmmm" against his lips while his mouth trails down to that same pretty bra from earlier—he'd regretted not taking it off, not worshipping your tits the way they deserved.
He makes a mental note, next time, he'll take his time with them. Next time, he'll worship every other inch of you he possibly missed, put his lips and tongue against every part of your body until you're trembling all over again.
...
You actually stayed on his lap for the drive home, placing kisses against his neck—you were so damn clingy to him, and Toji loved it.
you swapped over seats of course once you neared the farm.
Once you pulled into the farm, your father stood there with his arms crossed as he walked over to you.
"I was so worried about you!" Shiu wraps his arms around you in a tight hug before pulling back to look down at you.
"Haha daddd, I told you the truck is a piece of junk on wheels!" Which is something you have mentioned, but now he finally realized, so he nods.
Your makeup was a bit more disheveled, making him raise an eyebrow. He peers at the truck with it's clearly fogged windows.
Toji had walked over with all the parts you bought—however, on his neck was a red print of lipstick... your SPECIFIC shade.
His eyes looked back at Toji, then back at you... and again. The realization dawning across his face.
"Haha sir... it's not what you—" Toji chides out nervously, almost pleading.
"Boy, since you're HELP on this farm, I'm going to give you a head start, 'cause something's clearly happening right under my nose." Shiu cracks his knuckles, his jaw tight.
"But I'm gonna kick your ass!" Shiu chants as Toji drops the bags and tears off running.
"DAD!" you scream, chasing after them both.
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Still thinking about that request you answered 😍😍😍 that fic was tooooo good!
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