you’re always so clingy with toji.
always clinging to his arm when you’re out grabbing groceries, tangling your legs with his on the couch during movie nights, even pressing your cheek to his broad back while he cooks dinner with your hands caressing his abs.
he acts all gruff about it sometimes, muttering something like “c’mon, doll, gimme some space,” but the subtle smirk tugging at his lips gives him away every time.
especially when he’s got you folded in half under him, quivering thighs pinned to your chest, his thick cock splitting your poor pussy open while you cling to him like he’s the only thing keeping you on earth.
tonight’s not different. you’d been pawing at him all evening, whining into his neck about how much you missed him, even though he’d been right there.
your clinginess somehow made him snap. made him want to pound you into the sheets so you can cling to him all you want while he abuses your poor cunt.
now you’re on the bed, getting dicked down by your boyfriend like some useless fuckdoll. just laying there and taking his dick like a champ like you always do.
you dig your nails into the wide expanse of his back, legs trembling uselessly around his snapping hips, heels digging into the meat of his ass every time he bottoms out.
the mattress dips deep under his weight— he’s putting every heavy pound of his muscle on you, crushing you into the sheets so you can’t squirm away even if you wanted to.
“tojii— s’too deep, mmnghh... s’full...!” you sob into his neck, your voice broken, tears streaking down your flushed cheeks.
toji groans lowly, hips snapping forward harder just to feel you flutter around him. the fat tip of his cock kisses your cervix over and over, bullying that spot until your tummy bulges visibly with every deep thrust.
“yeah? too big f’my baby?” he coos, lips brushing your tear-soaked cheek before his tongue darts out to lick the salty tracks away. “but look at you… takin’ every fuckin’ inch like you were made for it. greedy little cunt’s suckin’ me right back in.”
you whine louder, arms tightening around his, fingers tangling in the dark hair at his nape. your whole body shake— your legs trembling, pussy creaming so messily around his shaft that wet squelches fill the room along with the sound of the skin slapping against skin.
he shifts his weight slightly, presses down heavier until you’re gasping for air, presses your thighs against your shoulders and fold you into a tight mating press and proceeds to pound you into the mattress. hard and fast.
“oh my— mnnghhh...!” you wail.
“fuuuck, that’s it… that’s a good girl. just hold on to me while i fuck this tight pussy stupid.” he gave you another brutal thrust and your legs shook violently. your eyes crossing, drool escaping your slack mouth as he fucks your brains out.
he lean down and crashes his mouth to yours in a hungry, open-mouthed kiss. your tongues sliding together, spit stringing between your lips when he pulls back just to watch your pretty face twist in pleasure.
“yeah? my baby loves it when i fuck her like this?” he murmurs against your swollen mouth, his hips never slowing. “love gettin’ stuffed full, hm? love clingin’ to me while i fuck her dumb?”
“y-yes... love it, daddy! i love you— don’t stop—!”
he chuckles, then slams in so deep you scream. your nails rake down his back hard enough to leave marks. he doesn’t care. just keeps fucking you, hugging you down onto the bed as he completely violates your pussy.
you can feel his cock throbbing inside your spasming walls. “g’nna cum again f’me, baby? yeah c’mon… cream on this dick one more time. show daddy how much you need him.”
and you do. you cum around him with a wail, your pussy clamping down so tight he hisses through his teeth. he fucks you through it until he reaches his release. thick ropes of cum painting your insides while he grinds deep, making sure every drop stays right where it belongs.
he doesn’t pull out right away. he stays buried, his cock softening inside you, letting you cling to him like always. your arms stay locked around his neck, face tucked into the crook of his shoulder, legs still shaking around his waist.
he presses the softest kiss to your temple, his voice low and fond now.
“my needy little thing… never lettin’ go, huh?”
you just hum, still quivering, nuzzling closer.
he smiles against your hair. he wouldn’t have it any other way.
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