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Only will be reposting content of Enhypen, IVE & Sohyun of Triple S but mainly Enha & especially Sunghoon cause he’s my bias ʚ♡⃛ɞ nd Sohyun cause i’m inluv w her <3 oh! & pls recommend some good Sohyun fics! only if you’d like ofc <3
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only dom!idol & fem sub!reader
praise
degradation
daddy kink
manhandling
size/strength kink
hybrid stuff
older!idol such as professor, DILF, stepdad..
age gap (but both reader & idol are adults!)
step brother/dad/son
perv!idol
teasing
overstimulation/edging
threesome
breeding
corruption kink
humilation
omorashi
dub-con & non-con
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hot sweaty naked gym sex he’s girthy he’s big he fits into your snug pussy and it milks him until he gets your mixed cum dropping down onto the equipment
backshots with your boyfriend after his gym session.
ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: park sunghoon x fem!reader
SMUT, reader gets put in a headlock, bicep chocking, backshots, slight dacryphilia if u squint, little bit of finger sucking, reader is so fucking pathetic and horny for hoon (same), not proofread!!
stuffed. that's how you felt right now, completely and utterly stuffed.
you don't quite remember how you got here, on the couch with your back pressed against your boyfriend, one possessive arm snug around your throat while he's absolutely hammering his cock into you.
two random pictures is all it took for you to flood your panties like they were the niagara falls. he knew what he was doing, knew how obsessed you were with the gym pics. he took his sweet time to get home, ignoring the voice messages of you whining about needing him oh so badly. yes, he knew just what to do to get you to the point of breaking, because that's where the fun begins.
the moment he came home you were on him in an instant, hands pulling him close my the neck as you smash your lips on his. it could barely be considered a kiss, rather an act of trying to eat his face.
he chuckles at your enthusiasm, such an eager girl you were.
"what's gotten you so worked up hm?" he feigned innocence.
you're so far gone that all you can do is whine and desperately grind against him.
"hoonie please i need you so fucking bad."
his head tilts slightly as he tuts out a soft "language, baby."
"'m sorry, just need you please hoonie please."
sunghoon couldn't believe the state you were in. yes he had seen you horny for him before but this was desperation. the tears, those were new. and a massive ego boost.
with one quick motion he sweeps you into his arms, caring you over to the couch, the bedroom was too far. you hit the cushions with a soft thud, tear-filled eyes staring up at him.
bending down, his lips ghost over the little exposed spot just above the waistband of your sweats. "that so baby? need me to fuck you real good hm?"
you nod frantically, as your hands tangle in his hair, giving him a not so soft push down to your aching core. he chuckles, pressing a kiss to your hip, as his hand reaches down your panties.
the fabric of your panties was practically stuck to your pussy and sunghoon couldn't suppress the groan that left his lips. "all that for me baby?"
before you could reply, his fingers glided up and down your slick filled folds and your hips bucked. downright pornographic moans left your lips and sunghoon just stared at you in awe for a good second.
removing his hands from your pussy, he levelled with you, finally getting a good look at your already fucked out face. you glance down at his hand, the one that was covered in your slick and before sunghoon could react your lips wrapped around his fingers.
with one slow stroke you separated his fingers in your mouth, tongue swirling around his thick digits.
"fuck, angel." he muttered, feeling his dick twitch at the warm sensation of your mouth. you hum around him, eyes closing as you continue to clean your juices off his fingers.
"good fucking girl." sunghoon breathes, as he frees his cock, not bothering to fully remove his sweats. "gonna fuck you so good now, okay? fucking perfect girl deserves to be fucked right, don't you."
and with that he pushes your panties to the side, entering you with one swift thrust. sunghoon has fucked you before, many times, but he doesn't remember you being this wet at merely the thought of him and it drives him wild.
usually, he'd ease into it, beginning with slow and controlled thrusts, but not today. no, today his hips frantically move, his cock entering you with such force that he has to hold your hips in place. he cannot stop staring down at your entrance, seeing you swallow his length so perfectly every time.
with every thrust you feel him deeper and deeper inside of you and when you glance down to see him bulging your tummy you can't help but bite down on his fingers that were still inside your mouth. he moans at the sudden sharp pain, eyes snapping up back at you. a wicked smile paints his lips as he removed his fingers and presses his mouth against yours.
"naughty naughty girl." he breathes out between kisses. "driving me fucking insane, pussy is made for me, you're fucking made for me baby."
you whine at his words, no longer trusting yourself to speak when he keeps hitting the deepest parts inside of you so deliciously.
just when you thought this couldn't get any more heavenly, he flips you around, pulling your hips back flush against him. for a moment you sure felt like you're about to black out, all air knocked out of your lungs.
"fuck hoon, oh my god." you manage to gasp out and he continues to drill himself back into your cunt. having no stability you reach backwards and he bends down over your back. "hm, what is it sweet girl? i know you can take it."
"close...want you close." and with that he guides you back up with him, back now pressed against his as your head falls back against his shoulder.
his pace didn't slow, matter of fact he even went fast if that were even possible and you grip onto his bicep for dear life, giving him an idea.
"been working on these for you baby. you seem to like them so much so why not put them to use and have even more fun."
before you could process his words he snuck a strong arm around your neck, flexing his muscles and you can't help but let out a moan at the sweet pressure.
"yea? that's what you wanted? wanted me to come and make you tap out?" he hisses, hips now messily snapping upwards. the tight hold of his bicep keeping you in place, but also making you feel dizzy. you feel your head get slightly cloudy, warmth radiating through your body as your head slightly lolls to the side.
"'m sorry baby, was that too much of me? can't help myself, your pussy feels so good, forgive me angel."
you shake your head. "no, 's perfect, you feel so good. 'm getting close hoonie."
a wide smile spreads on his face as he quickly captures your lips before guiding his free hand down. skilled fingers started circling your clit and you clench around him, earning a sharp hiss from him.
"hoonie...so close fuck." voice barely a high pitched squeak.
"i know baby, me too."
a few more merciless thrusts drilled into you and before you know your body went limp as you came around him. he followed mere seconds after, panting into your ear.
for a moment you both just stayed that way. him still inside you, semi-soft, sweat trickling down your bodies, trying to catch your breath.
slowly, he released his hold on your throat and you fill air rush back into your lungs. he had to hold onto you, as you were a mere state of limp muscles, turning into putty in his arms.
"c'mon baby, lay down with me."
you found yourself on top of his chest, his hands playing with the sweaty strands of your hair.
"next time i'm going to the gym with you." you mumble sleepily and he laughs softly.
"we're gonna have so much fun baby."
ʟɪɴ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: these pics have me doing cartwheels holy shit. once again, shoutout to my baby @puppybelles for making me lock in lol i love u 4ever
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I'd love to suck Sunghoon's heavy and cock and balls right after he arrives home at the doorstep until he comes on my face and pours his cum down my throat 🤤
You in nothing but a pair of see-through panties, legs resting against the hardwood floor with your back arch and tits facing Sunghoon as he walks through the door.
Like the good girl you are, there’s nothing you love more than to service your mouth to Sunghoon’s dick like it’s a personal chore you need to fulfill every single day. He merely looks down at you with a full on smirk, dropping his bag and coat on the sofa next to the door before his big, veiny hands unbuckle his belt. The metal clanks against one another, making you drool at the sight.
His cock is soft when he pushes his pants down to his ankles. Sunghoon doesn’t bother stepping out of them. Instead, you feel it touch your knees. He pushes his crotch right in front off your face, enough for you to stick your tongue out and lick his soft cock from his tip to his base.
“Get me hard with your mouth,” Sunghoon commands, hands behind his head as he presents himself to you.
You don’t know who the bigger percent is—you or Sunghoon.
It doesn’t take that long either. You spit your saliva onto him, tongue tracing the veins of his cock as he grows harder with every passing lick. He hums in satisfaction from above you, closing his eyes when he feels your mouth engulf his hardened cockhead. “This is exactly what I need when I come home. I need your slutty mouth to make me cum. You’re so good at sucking my dick. Filthy whore.”
You moan around him, back arching and pussy leaking at the dirty insults. Sunghoon peeks down at your tits and sees the way they slightly bounce when you bob your head to take in more of his fuckstick to the point where he groans and shoves the entirety of his length into your tight and narrow throat.
“Fuuuuck. Such pretty titties. Lemme fuck your mouth. I know my bitch can take my cock down her deep throat.”
You don’t object. Not when Sunghoon widens his stance to better accommodate his powerful thrusts, feet planted on the hardwood floor as his hand grabs your hair into a makeshift ponytail. He shoves his hard, wet dick into your mouth and pulls it out in quick succession until the tip hits the back of your throat repeatedly.
“You sound so fucking good when you gag on it,” he grunts, looking down at you to see you drooling. “Drool on my dick, whore. I wanna see your tits shine with it. Fuck the sounds you’re making… you love my dick, don’t you? Love it when I fuck your small mouth like this?” He pounds right into your throat, the sheer rawness making your pussy ache. You’d give anything to feel him inside of you.
Sunghoon pushes your head until your nose reaches his pelvis and doesn’t let go. Not when you’re gagging and choking around him. He doesn’t care that you can’t breathe and doesn’t give a fuck that you’re drooling all over your chest, his sack or the floor. No, Sunghoon’s throbbing inside of your mouth and moaning into the quiet of the foyer.
He pulls his dick out of your mouth eventually before jerking his cock with his dick, presenting his big, heavy balls that bounce in front of your eyes. Like a desperate girl, you chase his balls with your mouth and stick your tongue out to lick them all over, swelling up the precum and spit that’s traveled down his body. “Suck my balls. Fuck yeah, just like that. Take my big balls in your mouth and suck on ‘em until I cum.” Sunghoon jerks his dick with his hand while he looks down to see you devouring his sack on by one, harshly sucking at the skin as your tongue traces every single side of him like a dirty affair. “Suck my balls harder, fuckfuckfuck. Just like that. Oh God, my balls are so wet. You’re making them so fucking wet with that tiny mouth of yours. Fucking hell. I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna fucking CUM!”
Sunghoon pulls away to jerk off, his tip facing you. His semen spills across your cheeks and nose until he forces your mouth open with his dick, pushing past your teeth and tongue until he’s shooting his hot load down your throat. It throbs, you choke and ache, but goddamn, your pussy’s leaking.
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i love balls sm i could write a love letter to worshipping a guy’s balls 🤤🤤🤤 sucking on sunghoon’s big warm balls when he cums and sucking on his load 🤤 wanna feel them slap against my pussy when he fucks my doggy so bad 🙏🏼 even better if they’re coatedddd in cum and they SMACK
cw 18+ only • explicit smut • married man / teacher’s husband (taboo + infidelity kink) • age gap • size kink • power imbalance • shy insecure reader • detailed oral sex (f receiving + very messy) • grinding / dry humping • handjob • dirty talk + mocking teasing • body worship • messy fluids • dubcon vibes • clay play / body casting • second person “you” • jjk au • no plot just pure filth
quick disclaimer i have no idea about this specific art lmao. ive always liked the concept a lot but i have literally zero clue how real body casting or plaster sculpting actually works. if youre actually into this kind of art stuff im so sorry if a bunch of things here are complete bullshit i just saw one hot video on twitter once and ran with it for the smut. this is pure fantasy and horny vibes only. thanks for reading anyway <3
in the previous chapter…
toji showed up for the modeling session, stripped down and let you mold his torso first. then he talked you into doing the full body. you ended up on your knees with your hands wrapped around his thick cock spreading cold clay while he rolled his hips into your grip pretending he was just “helping.” it got messy fast thick ropes of his precum everywhere on your arms, your chest, your tank top. he smirked and said “well accidents happen sweetheart… you sure you can clean all that up?”
youd been at it for four long hours when the final mold finally set. the full statue stood on the table thick legs carved abs and that heavy hard cock captured in perfect shameless detail. toji hadnt bothered putting a single stitch of clothes back on. he walked up behind you bare feet silent on the floor and settled both big hands on your shoulders. the heat of his naked body rolled off him like a furnace. his cock still half hard and heavy from earlier hovered just an inch from your hip close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating off it the faint brush of air every time he shifted.
“it looks good” he rumbled right next to your ear. “but good luck explaining to my wife why the statues got a fat cock sticking out like that.”
you spun around fast eyes wide. he chuckled rough and filthy and cupped your face with one rough palm.
“im just fucking with you sweetheart tell her you did it all by yourself i wasnt even here.” his thumb stroked your cheek once before his hands slid lower over your shoulders down your arms deliberately brushing the soft sides of your breasts on the way. he hummed like he was thinking but his green eyes had already dropped straight down the front of your thin tank top again shamelessly peeking at the deep cleavage still streaked with dried clay and sweat the way your tits rose and fell with every nervous breath.
then his voice dropped even lower lazy and teasing.
“i got an idea how about my turn now? doing something for you.” his hands stayed on your arms thumbs rubbing slow circles while he kept staring down your chest like it was the most interesting thing in the room. “this body cant go to waste either. ive always wanted to try this art shit my wifes obsessed with never got the chance. figured you could show me how its done.”
he leaned in closer cock still dangerously near your hip voice dripping pure smug mischief. “what do you say sweetheart? fairs fair.”
you hesitated for half a second heart hammering but the way he was looking at you green eyes dark and hungry cock still heavy and warm brushing your hip made the words tumble out.
“…okay but dont tell miyuki please.”
tojis smirk widened slow and predatory. “sweetheart this stays between us its not like were doing anything wrong its just art.”
he didnt waste a second. his big hands slid down your arms caught the hem of your tank top and peeled it off in one smooth tug. your breasts bounced free soft heavy nipples already tight and pebbled from the cool air and hours of his staring. clay dust still streaked your skin. he drank in every inch like hed been starving for it.
you instinctively crossed your arms over your chest but he hushed you rubbing your shoulders before cupping your face with both hands. he tilted your head up squishing your cheeks together so your lips pouted helplessly.
“sweetheart i trusted you with my cock now you gotta trust me this is how it works i just wanna try it out with you.” he let go pushing your arms down firmly. you gulped and nodded.
his hands dropped to your belly next thumbs pressing along your ribs rubbing slow possessive circles while his eyes flicked from your face straight down to your tits. “these are fucking perfect” he murmured voice low and rough. “cant wait to mold em dont wanna waste time sweetheart.”
you gulped again as his palms slid up and cupped your breasts fully hot rough skin against your soft flesh. he lifted them slowly feeling their weight thumbs brushing your nipples. a tiny moan almost slipped out of you. he murmured right against your ear “so soft…” then he let them drop watching them bounce heavily before squeezing them together testing how they spilled between his fingers like he was measuring them for the mold.
he dropped his hands only long enough to grab your waist lift you like you weighed nothing and lay you flat on your back on the table. he stood right above you now towering naked cock hard and twitching thickly just inches from your face the heavy head already leaking again.
he scooped a big handful of cold grey clay and pressed it onto your shoulders first then dragged it down to your breasts. the icy shock hit you hard you gasped loud back arching off the table as the wet paste soaked your skin. tojis eyes lit up drinking in every reaction while his hands cupped your tits again rubbing the clay in slow deliberate circles thumbs dragging over your stiff nipples on purpose.
“mmh this part is so tight sweetheart” he teased voice dripping pure mockery. “you nervous? or is it something else making you squirm like that?”
his thick cock twitched again right above you brushing the underside of your breast as he leaned in closer to spread the clay evenly the warm heavy length smearing a faint wet streak across your skin while he kept pretending it was all professional.
toji didnt answer right away. he just kept his big rough hands on your tits massaging the cold clay in slow deliberate circles like he was actually trying to sculpt something perfect. his thumbs dragged over your nipples again and again spreading the wet grey paste until your breasts were completely coated glistening and heavy. the cold shock mixed with the heat of his palms made your back arch higher off the table.
“gotta make sure its even sweetheart” he murmured voice low and mock serious. “cant have any air pockets ruining the mold right?”
clay dripped down his thick forearms in messy streaks as he worked but he didnt seem to care. he simply climbed onto the table with you the wood creaking under his weight. he knelt right between your spread legs towering over your half naked body knees pushing your thighs wider apart. his heavy cock still rock hard and leaking hung thick between you the flushed head brushing dangerously close to your soaked panties every time he leaned forward.
he kept massaging your tits the whole time palms squeezing and rolling them together under the slippery clay fingers sinking into the soft flesh while he pretended to focus on the art.
you bit down hard on your lip trying desperately not to moan. every slow knead sent sparks straight between your legs. your soaked panties were clinging to you the fabric dark and useless now but you stayed quiet barely.
toji noticed. of course he did.
his green eyes flicked up to your face that lazy smirk tugging at his mouth while his hands never stopped working your tits lifting squeezing thumbs flicking your stiff nipples through the wet clay like it was the most innocent thing in the world.
“whats wrong sweetheart?” he asked voice dripping with fake concern. “youre squirming so much down here the clay too cold? or something else?”
he shifted his hips forward just a little letting the thick hot length of his cock rest heavy against your inner thigh the tip nudging right against the soaked crotch of your panties. clay kept dripping from his forearms onto your stomach and tits as he leaned over you still pretending he was only doing his job.
“relax its just modeling im being professional see?” he gave your breasts one more slow filthy squeeze watching them spill between his fingers. “unless you want me to stop your call.”
but his cock twitched hard against your panties and his eyes stayed locked on your chest like he was memorizing every jiggle.
you bit your lip hard barely holding back the gasp. “n no its okay its just too cold…”
toji nodded that lazy smirk never leaving his face. he dragged his thumb lower pressing firm into the soft skin of your stomach spreading more cold clay in slow circles. then he leaned in closer on purpose so close his thick heavy cock settled right against your soaked panties. the hot throbbing length pressed flush over your dripping pussy the fabric the only thing stopping him from sliding between your folds.
you sat up on your elbows eyes wide. “i i feel it your you know…”
he chuckled low and smooth like hed been waiting for you to say it. his big hands gripped your waist fingers hooking into the hem of your panties and tugging them down just enough to expose you completely. “you mean my cock?” his voice dripped pure mockery. “yeah it moves around a lot sweetheart happens all the time dont worry about it you just focus on looking pretty for me right now.”
he pushed you back down onto the table with ease spreading your thighs wider so he could settle even deeper between them. his cock rested heavy and hot right against your bare soaked pussy now the thick head nudging your clit every time he shifted. one hand returned to your clay covered tits squeezing and rubbing the wet paste in while his face hovered inches from yours. you could feel his warm breath ghosting over your lips.
“mmh sweetheart the clays all in your hair and on your face now you look like such a hot little mess…” his eyes darkened as he stared at you. “but i dont mind one bit.”
you turned your face away gulping but that only gave him better access. his hands gave your breasts one firm filthy squeeze thumbs flicking your nipples through the slick clay. then his nose brushed your cheek followed by a slow open mouthed kiss right there. your eyes fluttered shut.
he leaned in closer and pressed his lips to yours soft at first then deeper tasting you like hed been dying to. when he finally pulled back just enough to speak his voice was rough and smug.
“sorry sweetheart couldnt resist those lips hope you dont mind.”
tojis lips lingered on yours for another heartbeat warm and rough tasting faintly of salt and that lazy smirk he always wore. when he pulled back just enough to look at you his green eyes were dark hooded and amused like hed caught you red handed enjoying something you werent supposed to.
you didnt pull away.
instead something in your chest cracked open. the cold clay on your tits the heavy heat of his cock resting thick and throbbing right against your bare dripping pussy it all felt too good to pretend anymore. your breath hitched and before you could overthink it your shaky hand lifted and slid up the side of his thick neck fingers curling into the short hair at his nape. your palm pressed flat against the warm corded muscle there feeling the way his pulse jumped under your touch.
tojis eyebrows lifted a fraction that smug smirk deepening. “oh? finally touching back sweetheart?”
you didnt answer with words. you just pulled him down into another kiss slower this time deeper your lips parting under his like youd been starving for it. a soft needy little moan slipped out of you the second his tongue brushed yours and you felt him grin against your mouth.
your other hand joined in greedy now sliding down from his neck to trace the hard swell of his shoulder then lower over the thick bulge of his bicep. god he was so solid every muscle flexing and shifting under your exploring fingers like warm stone wrapped in velvet skin. you squeezed his arm nails digging in just a little and another moan vibrated in your throat as you felt him throb hard against your soaked folds.
“mmh thats it sweetheart” he murmured into the kiss voice low and rough like gravel. “feel me been dying to have these pretty hands on me again.” he rocked his hips slow and deliberate dragging the thick underside of his cock through your slick pussy lips not inside you not yet just sliding teasing coating himself in how wet you were. the head bumped your clit with every lazy thrust and you arched hard whimpering into his mouth.
the clay on your breasts squelched wetly between his chest and yours as he pressed closer smearing grey streaks across both of you. his forearms were still dripping with it leaving cool trails down your sides every time he braced himself. but the contrast only made everything hotter the icy paste on your skin the burning heat of his body the way his heavy balls rested against your ass while his cock kept grinding slow and filthy over your clit.
you broke the kiss just enough to gasp head falling back against the table with a soft thud. “toji fuck…” your fingers kept moving tracing every ridge of muscle on his chest now thumbs brushing over his nipples the same way hed teased yours. he groaned deep in his chest the sound vibrating under your palm.
“yeah? you like that?” he nipped at your bottom lip then kissed the corner of your mouth your jaw the sensitive spot right under your ear. “thought you were just here for the art sweetheart look at you now moaning like a little slut while you feel me up.” his voice was teasing mocking but there was a rough edge of real want underneath it. he rolled his hips again slower this time letting the fat head of his cock catch on your entrance for a teasing second before sliding back up to rub your clit in tight circles.
you whimpered louder back arching clean off the table. your hand on his neck tightened pulling him closer so you could kiss him again messier this time tongue sliding against his while your other hand mapped every hard plane of his abs feeling them flex and tense with every thrust.
the clay was everywhere now streaked across your stomach dripping down your thighs smeared on his chest and forearms. your pussy was soaked and throbbing clit swollen and sensitive under the constant drag of his cock. every slow grind made your toes curl and your thighs shake around his waist.
toji pulled back just enough to look down at you eyes gleaming with filthy satisfaction. one big hand came up to cup your jaw thumb stroking your bottom lip while he kept rocking against you.
“keep touching me like that sweetheart” he growled softly voice thick. “feel how hard you got me? all that pretty moaning and those soft little hands fuck youre gonna make me lose it.” he leaned down again mouth brushing your ear. “tell me where else you wanna touch or should i just keep grinding this cock on your pretty pussy until you cum for me like a good girl?”
his hips never stopped their slow delicious rhythm and your hands kept exploring neck shoulders chest abs like you couldnt get enough of how strong and warm and real he felt under your palms.
you were gone completely deliciously gone.
tojis hips stilled for a second that thick cock still pressed hot and heavy against your soaked pussy but his smirk turned darker hungrier. “grindings cute sweetheart but im done pretending been staring at this pretty little cunt the whole time time to taste it.”
he slid down your body without warning big hands braced on your hips. his mouth found your lower belly first warm lips pressing slow open mouthed kisses right below your navel tongue dragging through the streaks of drying clay. then he nipped teeth grazing the soft skin hard enough to make you jolt. another nip lower sucking a quick mark before soothing it with his tongue.
you gasped sharply back arching off the table as heat flooded straight to your core. “toji !”
he chuckled against your skin the vibration making your belly twitch. “yeah? like that sweetheart? good keep making those noises for me.”
his big hands gripped your thighs rough calloused palms spreading you wide open with zero effort. your legs parted easily under his strength knees falling to the sides and the cool air hit your dripping pussy like a shock. you moaned loud this time the sound breaking free before you could stop it.
toji pulled back just enough to look.
your pussy was a sticky glistening mess soft dark curls neatly trimmed at the top but nothing wild just natural. the lips were swollen and shiny slick shining everywhere a thick clear line of wetness stretching between them like a shiny string every time you breathed. it dripped slowly down toward your ass soaking the table underneath you. the smell of you sweet musky desperate filled the air between you two.
“fuck” he groaned voice low and nasty. “look at this sloppy little cunt so fucking wet for me already that pretty pussy’s drooling all over itself sweetheart you been leaking like this the whole time i was grinding on you?”
you whimpered one hand flying down to grip the back of his neck fingers digging into the thick muscle there while the other slid over his broad shoulder squeezing the hard curve of his bicep. “toji please…”
he didnt make you beg twice.
toji dove in like a man starving face first no teasing no gentle licks. his nose pressed right between your sticky folds dragging up through the mess with a filthy wet sound as he inhaled you deep. the bridge of his nose bumped your clit hard while his tongue shoved straight inside you lapping up every drop like he was cleaning you out. he ate you loud and messy slurping groaning sucking your lips into his mouth one at a time before diving back in. his nose rubbed tight circles on your clit while his tongue fucked in and out nose buried so deep his chin was already shiny with your slick.
“mmmph fuck you taste so goddamn good” he growled right into your pussy the words vibrating straight through your clit. “sweet little cunt dripping down my chin already you hear how nasty this sounds? sloppy fucking pussy eating itself while i bury my face in it.” he sucked your clit hard nose still grinding then pulled back just enough to spit on you a thick string of saliva mixing with your wetness before he dove right back in nose first again rubbing and licking like he couldnt get enough.
your thighs shook around his head. you moaned loud and shameless now fingers tightening in his hair and on his neck pulling him harder against you. “oh god toji it feels so fuck..-!”
he laughed into your pussy the sound filthy and wet. “thats it sweetheart pull my face in deeper use me this cunts so fucking greedy creaming all over my nose like a little whore you like when i eat it nasty huh? like when i shove my whole fucking face in this sticky pussy and drink you up?”
he sucked harder tongue flicking your clit in fast relentless strokes while his nose kept rubbing perfect pressure. one big hand reached up and squeezed your clay covered tit pinching your nipple as he ate you even messier slurping loud chin dripping nose shiny and buried. his other hand gripped your thigh spreading you wider so he could tongue fuck you deeper groaning like he was the one getting off on it.
you were losing it hips grinding against his face hand still on his neck feeling every flex of muscle the other sliding down to squeeze his shoulder as another moan tore out of you. the clay was everywhere your pussy was a sticky throbbing wreck and toji was eating you like a true nasty bastard no shame all hunger nose and tongue and lips working you until your legs wouldnt stop shaking.
he pulled back just enough to growl against your clit lips shiny voice wrecked and smug:
“cum on my face sweetheart flood my fucking mouth like the messy little slut you are i want it dripping down my chin while you scream my name.”
toji dove right back in like a man possessed nose grinding hard against your swollen clit tongue shoving deep inside your sticky pussy in thick messy strokes. the wet obscene sounds filled the room instantly loud slurps filthy squelching his low groans vibrating straight through your core. he ate you like he was starving for it face buried so deep his nose was smeared in your slick chin dripping lips suctioned around your folds as he sucked and licked and devoured every drop.
you cried out back arching clean off the table. “toji oh fuck !”
your hand tightened in the hair at the back of his neck fingers digging into the thick corded muscle there like it was the only thing keeping you grounded. your other hand slid desperately over his broad shoulder squeezing the hard bulge of his bicep feeling it flex and tense under your palm every time he pushed his face deeper. god he was so strong every ridge of muscle shifting under your touch made you wetter made you pull him harder against your pussy like you couldnt get enough.
he growled right into you the sound nasty and raw. “thats it sweetheart pull my fucking face in use me this sloppy little cunt is creaming all over my nose like its trying to drown me fuck youre so goddamn wet i can feel it dripping down my chin running down my neck you hear how nasty this pussy sounds? slurping and squelching while i tongue fuck it open greedy little whore.”
his tongue curled inside you lapping at your walls before dragging up to circle your clit in fast relentless strokes. then he sucked it hard between his lips nose pressing flat and rubbing tight circles while he shook his head side to side like he was trying to bury himself completely. clay from his forearms smeared across your thighs as he gripped them wider spreading you so obscenely you could feel the cool air on your dripping hole every time he pulled back for a breath.
you moaned loud and broken hips grinding shamelessly against his face now. your fingers dug harder into his neck nails scraping the warm skin while your other hand slid down to squeeze his thick shoulder again feeling the power there as he devoured you. “toji please it feels so good dont stop fuck-!”
he laughed into your pussy a low filthy chuckle that sent shockwaves through your clit. “dont stop? baby im not stopping until this messy cunt floods my mouth look at you thighs shaking pussy clenching on my tongue like its begging for cock you love this dont you? love having a nasty old bastard bury his whole face in your sticky little hole and drink you dry.” he spat on your clit thick and warm then dove back in even harder nose grinding tongue fucking deep lips sucking your folds like he wanted to swallow you whole. “cum for me sweetheart be a good girl and cum all over my fucking face i want it dripping down my chin soaking my neck running into my mouth so i can taste how fucking desperate you are.”
the pressure built fast and brutal every nasty slurp every grind of his nose on your clit every deep thrust of his tongue pushing you higher. your thighs clamped around his head heels digging into his back as you pulled him impossibly closer with the hand on his neck. your other hand squeezed his bicep so hard your nails left marks feeling the muscle bulge under your palm while your whole body started to shake.
“toji im im gonna..-”
“thats it sweetheart” he snarled against your pussy voice wrecked and smug. “cum flood my mouth like the messy slut you are give it to me now.”
the orgasm crashed over you like a wave. your back bowed off the table a loud broken moan tearing out of your throat as your pussy clenched and pulsed hard around his tongue. hot slick waves of pleasure ripped through you thighs trembling violently hips jerking against his face as you came hard flooding his mouth and chin with fresh wetness. your fingers tightened desperately in his hair and on his neck the other hand digging into his shoulder like you were trying to anchor yourself while your vision whited out and your pussy kept throbbing gushing soaking his face in sticky messy release.
toji groaned loud and filthy the whole time never pulling away tongue still lapping slow and greedy nose pressed tight drinking every drop like he couldnt get enough. “thats my good girl look at this sloppy cunt creaming all over me so fucking pretty when you cum.”
you were still shaking breathless and whimpering hands still clutching his neck and shoulder like you never wanted to let go. he finally pulled back just enough to look up at you face shiny and wrecked with your slick that smug smirk back on his lips as he licked them slow and deliberate.
“damn sweetheart you came like a fucking flood think you got another one in you?”
tojis smirk widened slick shining on his lips and chin as he licked them again like he was savoring every drop of you. “yeah you do. look at you still twitching sweetheart. that pussy’s still clenching like it wants more.”
he didnt give you time to catch your breath. those huge hands slid up your thighs smearing more clay across your skin and he climbed back over you caging you in with his massive frame. his cock thick flushed and dripping was already nudging back against your soaked entrance the fat head slipping through your folds with an obscene wet sound.
“gonna mold this pretty cunt next” he growled voice low and filthy. “but first i’m gonna fuck it open. fairs fair right?”
you barely managed a shaky nod hands flying up to grip his shoulders again fingers digging into the hard muscle there like it was your lifeline. he felt so solid so warm every flex under your palms making your belly tighten. toji chuckled dark and smug then rocked his hips forward.
the stretch hit you hard his cock pushed in slow inch by thick inch splitting you open until you were gasping back arching clean off the table. clay squelched between your bodies as he sank deeper bottoming out with a heavy groan that vibrated through his chest and straight into yours.
“tight little thing” he rasped forehead dropping to yours. “taking every inch of it. feel that? that’s all you sweetheart. you got me this hard.”
he started moving then deep rolling thrusts that made the table creak and your tits bounce under the drying clay. every stroke dragged his cock against that spot inside you that had you seeing stars. your hands roamed greedily now sliding from his shoulders to his thick neck then down the hard planes of his chest thumbs brushing his nipples just to hear him grunt. he rewarded you with a sharper thrust hips snapping harder.
“yeah touch me sweetheart. feel how deep i am?” he grabbed one of your wrists and pressed your palm flat against his abs right where you could feel them flex and roll with every thrust. “right here. that’s my cock rearranging your guts. you like that? like feeling me fuck you stupid while you’re all covered in my mess?”
you moaned loud and broken nodding frantically. “toji god yes..”
he grinned against your mouth kissing you messy and wet tongue sliding against yours while his hips never stopped. clay streaked across both of you now grey smears on his chest your thighs dripping down to where your bodies joined. every thrust made wet filthy sounds echo through the studio skin slapping clay squelching your pussy creaming around his cock so loud it was embarrassing and hot all at once.
he broke the kiss just to growl in your ear “gonna cum inside you sweetheart. fill this greedy little cunt up till it’s dripping down your ass. you want that? want my load painting your insides while you’re still shaking from my tongue?”
your nails dug into his back dragging down the thick muscle as another orgasm started building fast. “please please toji i’m so close..-”
“good girl.” one big hand slid between you thick thumb finding your clit and rubbing tight messy circles while he fucked you harder. “cum on my cock then. squeeze me. milk it. let me feel this pussy throb while i breed you.”
it hit you like lightning harder than the first one. your whole body locked up back bowing a broken cry ripping out of you as your walls clamped down around his cock in pulsing waves. you came so hard you saw white thighs shaking violently around his waist hands clawing at his neck and shoulders like you were trying to pull him even deeper.
toji snarled hips stuttering. “fuck there it is gonna cum take it.”
he slammed in to the hilt one last time and stayed there cock pulsing hard as he flooded you. thick hot ropes of cum pumped deep inside so much it leaked out around his shaft and dripped down your ass in messy streaks. he groaned long and low against your neck hips giving a few lazy final grinds to push every drop in.
for a minute the only sound was both of you breathing hard bodies sticky with sweat and clay and cum. toji finally lifted his head green eyes soft and smug at the same time. he brushed a thumb over your bottom lip then leaned down to kiss you slow and sweet this time.
“not bad for your first modeling session huh?” he murmured voice rough but warm. “we’ll have to do this again. next time i’ll let you mold me while i’m buried inside you see how steady those hands are then.”
you laughed breathlessly still trembling fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest. “you’re terrible.”
“and you love it.” he winked carefully pulling out with a wet sound that made you both groan. he scooped you up like you weighed nothing clay and all and carried you toward the sink. “c’mon sweetheart. let’s get you cleaned up before my wife calls me. this stays between us… our little secret art project.”
he set you down gently turned on the warm water and started rinsing the clay off your skin with surprisingly careful hands though his smirk never left his face the whole time.
“next time on me” he rumbled against your ear as the water ran grey down the drain. “you bring the clay. i’ll bring the cock.”
and just like that the last of the clay washed away but the heat between you stayed…
cw 18+ only • explicit smut • married man / teacher’s husband (taboo + infidelity kink) • age gap • size kink • power imbalance • shy insecure reader • detailed oral sex (f receiving + very messy) • grinding / dry humping • handjob • dirty talk + mocking teasing • body worship • messy fluids • dubcon vibes • clay play / body casting • second person “you” • jjk au • no plot just pure filth
quick disclaimer i have no idea about this specific art lmao. ive always liked the concept a lot but i have literally zero clue how real body casting or plaster sculpting actually works. if youre actually into this kind of art stuff im so sorry if a bunch of things here are complete bullshit i just saw one hot video on twitter once and ran with it for the smut. this is pure fantasy and horny vibes only. thanks for reading anyway <3
you were still only in your early twenties yet you were already so curious and passionate about art especially pottery and human sculpting. you had started this hobby just last month and now you were taking real classes. at first you worked with clay and water right in your tiny apartment but it quickly became inconvenient. you were always spending hours scrubbing dried clay off your desk and staining your shirts.
the class was mostly older students with just a few younger ones like you. your teacher miyuki fushiguro was strict and paid attention to every single detail. she never hesitated to correct you if you made a mistake. sometimes she would stand right behind you smiling in a way that didnt quite reach her eyes like she didnt think you were capable at all.
miyuki was a tall elegant woman in her early forties. she always looked polished that damn red lipstick the cheap lavender perfume clinging to her clothes and a sharp voice that rose every time she lectured someone. she never actually touched the clay herself she just paced around correcting everyone.
rumors flew around the class that she was married to a man named toji. you had never met him but everyone whispered about how mysterious and dangerous he looked the way he carried himself like someone who lived in the shadows. you always pictured him as some old grumpy husband who stayed hidden while his wife taught pottery class.
thats why youre sitting here right now heart beating way too fast. miyuki had smiled that cold smile and said “my husband finally agreed to help one of my students. hell be here tonight at 9 pm. dont waste his time sweetheart.”
you were already dressed up rubbing your temples thinking why it had to be you out of everyone. you pictured her husband as an asshole just like her probably just an older buff man who used to work out in his prime and would be arrogant about it. you were so nervous and introverted and you hated small talk so thinking about it just made you more unsettled. you ended up leaving without makeup of course you didnt even know him. yet.
you grabbed your bag and headed to the empty classroom after hours. the desks were cleared only your materials and plastic sheets on the floor. you turned on the lights heart hammering and just as you placed your phone on your ear to call miyuki the door opened.
and there he was.
toji fushiguro.
he filled the doorway completely black shirt stretched so tight across his massive chest that the fabric looked like it might rip. grey sweatpants hung low on his hips showing the deep v of his abs and the heavy outline of what was between his thick thighs. his arms were veiny and scarred forearms corded with muscle and a thin white scar cut through his right lip. dark green eyes locked onto you instantly lazy and amused like he already knew you were shaking.
“so its you…” his voice was deep and low rough like gravel. “my wifes student.”
you gulped hard cheeks burning. “y-yes sir. im [your name]. mrs fushiguro told me wed be working together for this project and im so excited” you said softly forcing a polite smile as you looked up at him. his giant physique made everything about you feel smaller your hands your voice your entire body.
he raised his hand and gripped yours in a firm shake his calloused palm swallowing yours completely. the warmth of his skin sent a jolt straight down your spine.
“indeed” he smirked not letting go right away. “my wife told me i’d be working with her students but i had no idea theyd be this young.” he cleared his throat finally releasing your hand his eyes flicking over your nervous face. “i mean i have no idea what you guys do. im just the guy at the end.” he chuckled smoothly the sound low and dangerous then turned around and pulled his black shirt over his head in one smooth motion.
his wide scarred back flexed under the dim studio light every muscle shifting like carved stone. he ruffled his dark hair lazily with one hand biceps bulging and glanced over his shoulder at you with that half-amused smirk.
“shall we start?”
you were frozen completely overstimulated your thighs pressing together without thinking. your fingers trembled as you reached for your notes and started prepping the warm plaster paste.
he was still watching you waiting that lazy smirk never leaving his lips.
when the plaster was finished you grabbed the bucket heading towards him and he was already leaning onto the desk. you didnt even know where to start your eyes were lingering everywhere towards his biceps shoulders and abs and lower the v line and trail of hair going lower. he said “dont be nervous sweetheart theyre not going to bite you.” you felt your palms sweating how sweetheart rolled on his tongue made your heart jump. you smiled softly “its just i havent done this before..” he crossed his arms tilting his head half smirking “what havent seen a guys chest?” you felt your cheeks burn and shook your head embarrassed “i didnt mean that way i mean i havent worked on a real model usually i work with mannequins or pictures.”
he kept the same expression eyes dragging over you “relax doll stop overthinking it.” he uncrossed his arms and stepped closer close enough that you could feel the heat coming off him. “youre stressing too damn hard just get your hands on me already.”
you gulped you never thought somebody you met twenty minutes ago could make your brain short circuit this fast.
you cleared your throat looking up at him finally “dont get me wrong sir isnt you..” you lied but actually not lying because you were stressed about messing it up and mostly miyuki and her strict program “im also afraid of miyuki i dont want to disappoint her she picked me because she saw potential in me.”
he grinned lazy and sharp “shes a perfectionist freak yeah but who gives a shit right now?” he continued voice dropping lower “matter of fact were gonna work on our chemistry.”
you gulped and he moved his hands slowly towards you while looking at you putting your notes away and you placed your hands on his. he guided them straight to his hardest part his abs. when you felt his warm skin he let out a sigh that sounded like a groan “just like that feel it feel me when youre ready you can move lower if you want.”
you didnt dare move first you just kept feeling his hard muscles below his biceps. he had his hand wrapped around your wrist you swore you felt his thumb rubbing slow circles but you focused. without telling you he moved your hands upward toward the hard swell of his chest. you felt it his brownish nipple harden under your palm.
“see? take it easy sweetheart just like that” he murmured still holding your wrist and looking down at you with that lazy smirk. you kept staring at the same spot where your hands rested and nodded. he chuckled low “touch it yourself now feel me yourself dont be scared.”
he smirked before closing his eyes and throwing his head back adams apple bobbing in his throat. eventually you started slowly tracing every spot his arms forearms shoulders with your nails his neck then lower toward his belly button. he kept the same smug expression the whole time.
“such tiny hands yet they feel so fucking soft around all this hardness” he rumbled.
your knees buckled you bit your lip nervously but kept going. he only guided your wrist when you hesitated then finally dropped your hands. he opened his eyes his skin already missed the feeling.
you murmured softly “im ready we can start now.”
he shrugged grinned and winked down at you “be my guest sweetheart.” he reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.
you grabbed the bucket but paused “look i know were doing this but tone it down with the pet names and touches i dont want to make it weird youre mrs miyukis husband.”
he nodded shrugging again voice dripping with amusement “fair enough.”
you eventually started spreading the grey ceramic paste onto his shoulders then his arms his neck and lower. the atmosphere got calmer not uncomfortable until toji suddenly said “you should get yourself modeled too with that body of yours.”
you froze his eyes were locked on your thighs and hips the exact parts you always hated and compared. you gulped. he chuckled low and dirty “not trying to make it weird sweetheart but havent you thought about it?”
you shook your head still tracing the clay on his torso it was already forming a hard dry texture and focusing on the micro details “not really i think its more for models not the average person like me.”
he clicked his tongue shaking his head he couldnt budge because of the hardening plaster only moving his head “bullshit dont you see it pretty girl?”
you huffed actually giggling for the first time “you have to believe me im not great at posing or anything.”
he smirked “first of all did i just make that pouty little face giggle? and second do i look like a fucking model or pop star? im just sitting here while you cage my body in this shit.”
you kept working on his abs and waist “yeah but you have a great physique…”
toji tilted his head sharp eyes pinning you smirk widening “eh? so youre saying im actually handsome? never thought younger girls would find my old ass hot.”
your cheeks burned instantly you regretted saying it. he laughed under his breath “just kidding yeah i work out a lot so it stays like this. and i still think under all those baggy clothes theres something worth looking at or maybe im wrong?”
when the paste hardened you poured water so you could remove it from his torso. he groaned while stretching making his muscles flex. he carried the hard plaster torso and placed it on the table. his chest was soaked sweat dripping down and stained with some grey spots. he was analyzing what you had done. you stayed behind his back until he turned looking down at you.
“damn thats me? your hands are skilled” he said teasingly knocking on it. it was dry hard and realistic. you never thought you could achieve this result.
“thanks we can take a break if you want you must be tired” you said.
he shook his head “nah i already miss the feeling of your hands on me.”
he walked right past you without looking down heading to the table to grab a bottle and crack it open.
you thought you were about to pass out. you looked down at your notes pretending to memorize everything while his words looped in your head. you secretly watched his back as he chugged the water before he turned and faced you again.
“so whats the next step sweetheart?” he asked voice low and calm.
your lips parted but you nervously bit them “i i dont know she only mentioned a masculine torso…”
you gulped staring at the paper as you heard his footsteps. he stopped right in front of you towering over you. he smelled like sweat cologne and pure body heat.
“is that so? no lower body?” he hummed “usually it should include the lower body or am i wrong?”
you didnt answer just ruffled your papers before looking up at him. he stared straight down at you.
“hm sweetheart?” his smirk sharpened “my wife didnt include it what a shame. thought this was supposed to be a complete project. my torsos gonna look stupid without legs or a cock.”
you hesitated before saying “i have time we can work on it. but how are we going to do it without you you know being all stripped? i dont think mrs miyuki included that…”
he leaned closer snatched the paper from your hands and tossed it aside “youre smarter than that sweetheart.” his voice dropped “its not about seeing me naked its just practice. so come on were doing it. itll be fun. we can stop whenever you want you dont even have to look if youre that shy.”
you didnt say anything and just prepared another bucket your sleeves pulled up above your elbows. he crouched beside you and placed a firm hand on your shoulder.
“sweetheart youre sweating so hard take it off dont be shy.”
you shook your head “im okay its not that hot no need for it.”
he squeezed your shoulder firm not tight tilting your chin up and shaking his head “dont believe that such a pretty sweater and its already stained. come on take it off.” he didnt leave any room for argument. he stood up and walked away.
you hesitated remembering you only had your tight tank top underneath the one that hugged every curve. you gulped and looked back he was watching. slowly you stood up and took it off exposing yourself.
he didnt smirk he just murmured low and rough “good girl.” the words made you cross your arms instantly. his eyes dragged shamelessly over your lower belly upper chest and the swell of your breasts lingering on your cleavage.
he cleared his throat slid his sweatpants down and stood there in nothing but tight black boxers and the thick heavy bulge straining against them powerful legs on full display. he gestured lazily with one hand “come on pretty dont get shy now its just me and you.”
you grabbed the bucket and knelt down in front of the chair looking up at him. one hand already dipped inside the paste. he lifted your chin with two fingers.
“just like earlier chemistry touch me when youre ready let me know.”
he rubbed his thumb slowly across your lips tugging the bottom one down. you blinked up at him and nodded.
“smart girl.” he grabbed your hand and placed it on his upper thigh rubbing slowly and guiding it higher until your fingers brushed the fabric of his boxers. he tugged the elastic down just a little not fully exposing himself yet then moved your hand lower until your palm felt the hard thick length of him. it twitched hard the second he made you cup it.
“see? its normal” he said with that lazy smug smirk “just basic anatomy doll.”
you gulped nodding even though your brain was short circuiting his thick bulge throbbing hot and heavy against your palm like it had a pulse of its own. he finally released your hand and looked down at you voice low and lazy.
“ready sweetheart?”
your hand stayed right there fingers curled around him “im im not sure i keep thinking about miyuki.”
he let out a low chuckle and dropped his big hand on top of your head petting you slow and rough like you were his. “she aint here doll shes the one who threw you in front of my cock in the first place.” without another word he hooked his thumbs in his boxers and shoved them down.
his thick dark cock sprang free and slapped heavy against his hard abs curved just enough to point straight at your face veiny flushed with trimmed hair at the base and heavy balls hanging low. it twitched once under your stare.
he kept petting your hair tilting your head so you had no choice but to look. “see? take it easy poor baby never seen a real mans cock before huh? does it scare you?” his smirk was pure filth.
you opened your mouth but nothing came out.
“i know i know its just a cock sweetheart start whenever you want.”
you forced yourself to believe it was only for the project. you scooped the wet clay and started on his legs first smoothing it over every thick muscle. when that section hardened and came off it was time.
“you really ready?” he wrapped one hand around his own cock and gave it one slow lazy stroke making it swell even thicker right in front of your eyes. “you look like youre about to bolt its not gonna bite unless you want it to.”
“im not” you lied voice barely there.
he didnt buy it for a second. you took a shaky breath and pressed the cold plaster straight onto him. the second your fingers wrapped around his shaft tojis fist clenched at his side. you rubbed slow careful strokes coating every thick inch while his cock jiggled every time you let go to grab more clay.
he let out a long rough groan that rumbled straight through his chest “fuck that shits cold sweetheart.”
“yeah it is” you whispered cheeks burning.
“but your hands…” his voice dropped teasing and mocking “all soft and sweet feels way too fucking good.”
and then he started rolling his hips forward slow and deliberate fucking your hands like he was helping you spread the plaster each shallow thrust making his cock slide heavier through your fingers.
you kept working the cold plaster along his thick shaft fingers trembling as you tried to stay focused on just the mold. tojis hips kept rolling forward in those lazy deliberate thrusts pretending he was only helping you spread it evenly but his sharp eyes had already drifted lower than your hands.
from his height towering over you while you knelt there he had the perfect view straight down the front of your tight tank top. the soft heavy swell of your breasts bounced lightly with every nervous breath you took deep cleavage glistening with sweat the thin fabric clinging and dipping between them like it was begging for attention. he drank in the sight without shame green eyes hooded and dark but his voice stayed that same mocking calm drawl like this was still totally innocent.
“yeah just like that sweetheart” he rumbled voice thick. “gotta cover every inch nice and smooth wouldnt want any gaps in the cast right?” another slow thrust pushed his cock heavier through your slippery hands making it throb visibly as the plaster coated him. his gaze flicked back down into your cleavage again lingering on the way your tits jiggled from the motion the faint outline of your nipples pressing against the damp cotton.
he let out a low groan that he tried to play off as just the cold plaster shocking him but the smirk tugging at his mouth said otherwise. “fuck your hands are doing all the work down here doll keep it steady real professional of you.” his thumb brushed the back of your neck like he was just guiding you but those eyes never left your chest peeking shamelessly watching every rise and fall while he kept pretending it was all about the art.
his cock twitched hard in your grip again thicker now the head flushed and leaking just a little as he rolled his hips one more time. “see? easy just basic anatomy nothing weird at all.”
your panties had been soaked since the second your hands first touched his muscles but now you were dripping slick heat sliding down your inner thighs as you knelt there staring up at him with wide eyes.
“i know its just modeling” you whispered trying to convince yourself more than anything.
toji kept thrusting lazily into your grip fully hard now and swelling thicker with every slow roll of his hips. the wet clay glided smoother along his veiny length as he groaned low in his chest and gripped the desk behind him. his big hand slid into your hair fingers tightening just enough to hold you right where he wanted.
“mmh just like that we need everything perfect right sweetheart?” his voice dripped pure mockery teasing and filthy. “its not like im thrusting into your pretty little hands or anything im just helping you out.”
his sharp green eyes kept dropping shamelessly down the front of your tank top staring straight into your cleavage from above. your tits bounced softly with every stroke you gave him the deep valley between them glistening with sweat and streaked with grey clay drips that ran down your skin. he drank in the sight like he owned it pretending he was only checking the work but the hungry glint in his gaze said he was loving every jiggle.
you nodded cheeks burning. “yeah i know were almost done.”
he chuckled the sound rumbling deep. “is that so?”
on the final thrust he pulled back with a rough growl. you waited for the plaster to set then carefully peeled the mold away. what followed was a sticky mess thick warm ropes of his precum coated everything. it dripped heavy down your forearm stained your chest and elbows and clung to his cock and balls in shiny strands. he hadnt cum yet but he had been right on the fucking edge.
you stared at it stunned. toji rubbed the back of his neck completely unapologetic that lazy smirk still on his face as his eyes flicked back down to your cleavage and the fresh precum glistening on your skin.
“well accidents happen sweetheart” his voice was low and smug. “you sure you can clean all that up?”
