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𝒮atoru begging for a little cockwarming, claiming it’s the only thing that'll help him drift off to sleep…
1.2k words, quick read 𝑓𝑡. byf!toru ( +18 )
Satoru tossed and turned for the fifteenth time in ten minutes. The mattress groaned under him, and honestly, so did you.
"If you don't anchor your ass down in the next two seconds, I’m sleeping on the couch," you muttered into your pillow, your voice thick with sleep and irritated as hell. Your acrylics clicked against your phone screen as you checked the time. 3:42 AM. Fantastic.
Satoru flopped onto his back, sighing like he’d just run a marathon instead of just lying in a climate-controlled room. He rolled over, propping his chin on your shoulder, his hair poking you right in the cheek.
"I can't sleep, babe. It’s a medical emergency at this point," he whined, his voice doing that annoying, high-pitched drag he used whenever he wanted something. "My brain is literally frying. You gotta help me out."
"Go count sheep or something, Satoru. Or better yet, go do some push-ups in the living room till you pass out." You shoved his face away, but he just slid right back, wrapping a heavy arm around your waist and pulling you against him.
"Sheep are boring. Plus, I have a way better solution," he said, a slow, cocky grin spreading across his face even in the dark. He gave your hip a suggestive nudge, flipping effortlessly onto his back and dragging you right along with him until you were sprawled over his chest. "Come on. Just a quick cockwarm. Just climb up and park it so I can drift off. You don't even have to do any work. Just lay on me and look pretty."
You let out a long, exhausted groan, staring down at his stupidly handsome face. "Are you for real right now? It is almost four in the morning and you’re tryna use me like a heated blanket?"
"I mean, you are warm," he teased, his hands sliding down to grip your hips, guiding you up his torso. "And you love me. And I’ll literally buy you those shoes you were barking at on Instagram earlier. The ugly ones with the spikes."
"They are not ugly, they're archive fashion, you uncultured brain," you snapped, though your defense lacked any real venom because, honestly, the shoes were expensive. You sighed, rolling your eyes. "Fine. Whatever. But if you start doing too much and wake me up completely, I’m biting you."
"Deal. You’re the best, seriously, a literal angel," Satoru cheered, already shifting beneath you and tugging his sweatpants down with zero shame.
He didn't waste any time. His hands stayed firmly on your hips, helping you lift yourself just enough to line things up before his fingers hooked into the fabric of your panties, pushing the lace firmly to the side so he could slide smoothly inside you. The sudden fullness made you catch your breath for a second, your hands coming down to rest on his broad chest for balance. You slumped forward, letting your forehead rest right against his shoulder.
"Uuugh, fuck," Satoru muttered, his arms immediately wrapping around your back, locking you against him. He let out a long, shaky breath, all that restless energy he’d been carrying for the last hour suddenly evaporating the second you completely enclosed him. He didn't move, didn't try to lift his hips, he just stayed perfectly still, letting out a deep, contented sigh that vibrated right through your chest. "See? Perfect. I'm already curing my insomnia."
"Mmm.. wrap it up," you mumbled, adjusting your legs so you were comfortably straddling his thighs, completely deadweight on top of him. Your nails lightly scratched at the skin of his chest, mostly just out of habit to keep him settled. "If you start twitching or doing that weird leg-shake thing you do when you dream, I’m getting off."
"I don't twitch," he mumbled, his voice already dropping an octave, thick with growing drowsiness. He tightened his hold around your waist, burying his face in your hair, his breathing already starting to slow down. One of his hands moved in a lazy, comforting circle on your lower back. "You're soft."
"I know that," you replied, closing your eyes and finally feeling the pull of sleep yourself now that he was anchored and quiet. "Don't forget the shoes."
"Mmm. Spiky shoes. Got it," he slurred.
Within five minutes, his breathing completely evened out, turning into heavy, rhythmic thuds beneath you. He was completely dead to the world, holding you secure against him while he snored softly into your neck. You gave a small, half-annoyed huff, melting completely into his chest, and finally fell asleep with his cock buried inside you.
᭡ kali’s notes ⸻ I’ve been thinking about writing about cockwarming for a while now… I’m just experimenting tbh guys, but yeah hope y’all enjoyed it ?? mwahh !
݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ Catboy!Choso is jealous of the puppyboy at work!
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Coming home tends to be people’s favourite part of their day for various reasons: They’re free of the professional act they have to wear, there are no more deadlines, or they no longer have to see their coworkers.
But you enjoy coming home to be greeted by your favourite companion.
Unfortunately, today is different. You come home much later than usual and Choso has fallen asleep in your shared bed. Exhausted, you lay down cautiously next to the snoring man. Your attempt at not waking him up sadly fails.
“Hmmm.. hi, baby. What took you so long?” he asks, punctuating his sentence with a breathy yawn.
“Unexpected interruptions,” you whisper back.
He cuddles into you closer, curling his body around you. You feel him cling onto your work clothes and shift his head awkwardly around your neck.
“What’s that smell?”
You push him away lightly and raise an eyebrow.
“What do you mean?”
“You smell weird.”
You lift your forearm to your nose for a sniff and shrug.
“I don’t.”
“You do,” he argues. “You smell like animal.”
“Could that not just be you?”
“No, you smell like…” he pauses and then furrows his eyebrows. “Dog.”
“Dog?” You stop to think. “Oh, there was a puppyboy at work today.”
He lets go of his warm grip around your waist and turns away dramatically. You reach over to pat his hair and ears gently, cooing softly.
“Hey, what’s wrong?”
“I cook you dinner, wait for you, and you tell me you’ve spent the day with a mutt?”
The last word leaves his mouth like it’s a slur.
“Aw, c’mon… I only showed him around.”
You stroke his tail gently but he pulls away and wraps it around his own body. Then you try to pepper him with kisses but he wraps his hand around your face like a muzzle.
“Whatever. Don’t touch me with your dog pheromones.”
“Baby—“
“No.”
You sigh in defeat and get up to walk to the bathroom. Even though your body ached with fatigue, you take a steaming shower to wash off the “dog scent” that Choso can smell on you and hates.
When you get back to bed, he’s snoring softly again. You frown, uncomfortable with the fact that the two of you are going to fall asleep without talking about your problems.
You sneak under the covers at the edge of the bed and stare at his back. His ears twitch soundlessly and it makes you want to reach over to feel them; Choso is a light sleeper that would wake up at the gentlest touch.
Luckily for him, you’re a deep sleeper.
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“Fuck… baby, you’re so...”
Choso has his finger buried deep inside you, curling it to reach the sweet spot that you oh-so loved. Usually, Choso preferred to have his face all over your wet entrance, but this time, he wanted to watch your face distort in your sleep.
He moved his index finger in and out of you slowly, trying his best not to wake you. Your nose scrunches up, making Choso smile. He watches you move your head slightly with your brows slightly furrowed and mouth partially opened.
When he pulls his finger out, he licks off your juices and groans.
“You might smell different but you taste as sweet as usual…” he mutters to himself, feeling his cock harden at your taste.
He palms his cock through his pyjamas before taking it out and giving it a few strokes. Your shorts and underwear are pulled to the side but he pulls them down completely so that he has full access to your ass.
He gives your butt a soft squeeze and holds his breath when he notices you shifting in your sleep. You mutter something inaudible before breathing softly again.
He turns you to your side and aligns himself at your entrance, rubbing his tip along it.
Having no more control over himself, he pushes into you as gently and quietly as possible.
“Hmmmp… ahh..”
He grips onto your shoulder and simultaneously pushes inside you deeper.
“Fuck, you’re so— aghhh- tight.”
He covers his mouth with his hand to mute his desperate whines, but it’s of no avail. His face is in the crook of your neck, breathing in the strawberry scent that he’s more familiar with.
“Don’t— gah— ever get near that mutt ever again.”
Though it’s risky, he gives your neck a gentle bite.
“You’re mine.”
The bed begins to shake underneath you two as he thrusts into you relentlessly. The wet plaps are like music to his ears and he grins against your neck before licking it.
“Cho?” You groan and start to stir awake, moving awkwardly next to him. “What the-“
“Shh, shhh baby…” he coos, covering your mouth with his hand.
He slows his thrusts but pushes into you deeper, which only makes your moans louder. You try to speak up again, to ask what he’s doing, but responds by shoving his fingers in your mouth.
“Need to leave my scent all over you.”
Your eyes are rolled to the back of your head as he continues to drive into you. Now that you’re awake, he’s thrusting into you with no signs of mercy. His thrusts are angry and punishing, making you arch your back against him.
“Cho- hmphhh-“
“Sorry, baby… that mutt has to know you’re mine.”
He nibbles at the same spot on your neck as earlier, daring himself to draw blood. This is his way to leave his mark on you, alongside his scent. It acts as a temporary reminder of both the pain and pleasure he gives you.
The fingers in his mouth press against your tongue, leaving you unable to speak and moan properly. Embarrassed, you try to stop from making noises altogether, but you end up making odd hiccup noises.
“Cho— hic— Gonna cum!” Your words come out muffled but Choso knows exactly what you mean to say. He can tell through the clenches around his cock and the way you’re convulsing beneath him.
“Only I can do leave you babbling like this, right? Hmm?”
He takes the fingers out of your mouth and rubs your clit with them, moving at an unbearable pace.
“Ahh! Choso— cumming!”
You twitch and moan out a string of sounds and Choso follows soon after, grinning proudly at your state of mind. He turns your head to admire your fucked-out face:
Your mouth hangs open, moving slowly with your breathing. Your eyes are half-lidded and looking down at his face. Your hair is damp and pressed against your forehead.
Choso licks your face and kisses your nose before giving you a tight hug, with his cock still inside you. The action pushes his cock into you further, making you moan out once more.
“Hmmm… Choso, what the hell?” you say, half angry and half asleep.
“That stupid dog will stay away from you, now that he can smell me on you.”
“Choso…”
You rub his ears and press his face against your chest. He nudges his head in between your boobs and takes a whiff.
“I needed to do that. Those dogs can’t ever control themselves around pretty girls like you.”
“Seems like you couldn’t either,” you giggle.
“That’s different. I’m allowed to because you’re mine and I’m yours.”
i BEGGGGGGGGG you add a part 2 where we get a new man (in your first smau where we realize they dont like us as much as we do) PLEASE I NEED REVENGE. I NEED JUSTICE YOU CANT LEAVE ME HANGING 😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏
Thank you for the request loveee <33
Note: they realize your world doesn’t revolve around them anymore part two to this
Divorce lawyer!Higuruma…who’s gonna make that soon-to-be ex-husband of yours pay for how he’s treated you. Divorce lawyer!Higuruma who doesn’t just have a kiIIer few clauses in your settlements- but also he’s gotten…you. Divorce lawyer!Higuruma who pounds into you Iong and hard just before your mediation meetings - right then and there in his office, documents mussed up and so is your skirt- just so your ex-husband knows what he’s walking into.
tags: fem!reader, afab!reader, cw pregnancy w some, cw periods w some, overly freaked out (ESPECIALLY choso and gojo), suggestive, bumtoji, submissive men, petnames (mommy, mamas, etc), naoya is a prick/bitch, mentions of pegging, use of y/n a couple times
authors note: yes i made this a while ago yes that means the colours of the texts are on the wrong side and YES its gonna be ooc
authors note pt2: pls send help i need advice on how to characterize geto i love him i lobe him i love him so i dont wanna mischaracterize him
“streamer! satoru x streamer! yn collab!! please !!" 𓆩♡𓆪
"chat, what the hell are you talking about? rottenyn?" satoru murmured, reading what his chat was sending him as he was streaming his screen, playing penguin heist on steam. he was asking his chat of around 20k viewers to potentially give him ideas on what to play next. rivals? valorant? even league maybe.
streamer! satoru a.k.a. sixeyesatoru was currently the top streamer on kick and twitch, and of course, he hung around his posse of streamer friends like nanaken and cursedsuguru to name a few. he wasn't aware of some "rando" like rottenyn? who the hell was that?
"chat said search her up." suguru snickered, leaning over to hit his vape to which he got smacked in the arm by streamer! satoru—the twitch partner. "chat also said she's been talking about you. ouuuu satoru. i've heard of her, she's chill."
streamer! satoru had his fair share of internet flings and crushes (obviously, it was a joke in his community regarding his type being h/c hair and e/c eyes), but he didn't know what to expect when he searched you up on twitter and instagram.
and no wonder why his chat was going insane with spamming your user... you were exactly his dream girl.
streamer! yn, who streamed herself doing popmart unboxings, occasional commentary on internet stuff and gameplay of the same games he did. she was a rising streamer who had gotten viral on tiktok and instagram. streamer! yn who was exactly his type and was on twitter, clipped saying that streamer! satoru was exactly her type.
"ijbol satoru just malfunctioned. chat shut up." he ended up following her on insta, tiktok, and twitter after the stream and got followed back minutes later—much to the amusement of his fans and yours too.
streamer! satoru, who's been secretly stalking your socials and talking about you to suguru and kento. how you're totally his type and is so talented in valorant and how you're so cool.
"didn't you think she was a rando when chat told you about her?"
"shut up suguru."
streamer! satoru, who got invited to one of streamer!sukuna's multi-streamer collabs and didn't expect for streamer! yn to be there, talking to suguru on one of the couches.
"hey satoru, we were just talking about you!" suguru smiled, standing up and leaving both of you alone. he turned to you, anxiously. you shot him a smile and you looked so cute and you smelled so nice and—was that the sweatshirt you were talking about in a stream of yours?
"i really like your streams! you actually inspired me to start streaming and i'm really happy i'm getting to talk to you!"
streamer! satoru basically internally combusted. he felt as if he would explode right now. "o-oh wow! i'm honored..."
"wanna collab sometime?" - "wanna go out sometime?"
you both blinked at each other, with your face burning and his twisting into a look of horror, all the while, the other streamers like ryokuna, nanaken, and tojilifts were just observing the unfortunately awkward situation you two were in.
"sure!"
"i am so sorry!"
the both of you could only hope that your blushing and awkward face didn't get clipped for the timeline later... but of course it did.
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i wanna write more streamer gojo like actually even tho i don't really watch streamers (except vanilla bc its vanilla and i have the fattest crush on her) but yayayaya.
synopsis . Thigh riding with your boyfriend. content . afab!reader, established relationship, teasing, he's kinda mean, slight size kink, degradation, praise, etc. (this is a repost from kamitv)
Your boyfriend makes you drag your drooling pussy all over the expanse of thick thigh while he's leaning back—manspread like some slut—against the couch with hungry eyes and a mean grip on your hips, just for fun.
Groaning a teasing, "You look so fuckin' pretty on me like this," as if he wasn't using you like some sort of entertainment right now.
He loved watching the way your gorgeous face twisted up all needly and nothing satisfied him more than gifting your hand a rude smack when you tried to grab at his cock.
Some fuckin' nerve you had.
Here he was trying to be nice, complimenting you, and let you get off all prettily on his thigh but you wanted to be greedy and reach for his dick instead? Suguru scoffed at you and sliped one of his hands in between your lewdly parted legs just to pinch your clit and listen to the way you whine.
Scoffing at your whole dramatic display, "Aw, what's the matter now, you mad?" He'd go on and tease, just to earn that frustrated pout of yours and smile at the sight.
You'd frown at him fully and your nails would go digging into the skin of his arm where your hand was holding onto, "When I said I wanted to ride you... this isn't what I meant, Suguru."
Your boyfriend only makes the most delighted expression that manages to piss you off even more before he says, "You should've been more specific then, huuuh?" in that mocking tone he knows you hate love so much.
To which you groan and jerk your hips forward as if to make some kind of point. Not that it helps much with the way he steels that hand on your hip and forces your cunt to grind smoothly over the slick mess you've already made on his naked thigh.
And he'd start flexing the muscles of his leg, making sure you really feel the pressure in between your sloppy folds. The whole act makes his cock ache and throb beneath the confines of his boxers but for right now, he couldn't care less. Not when he's got you moaning from his leg alone and making the filthiest expressions even as you complained about how much you "hated" this.
"C'mon, admit it. You're just as into this as I am," Suguru purrs, as if he can't literally feel the way you're sobbing all over his leg—slick dripping down his skin and wetting up all of his thigh. You were literally leaving a trail of arousal on his leg right now so it's not like you could sit there and try to play it off like you didn't agree to do this in the first place. "You're glaring at me like your pussy's not leaking all over the place right now."
You grit your teeth and let your eyes shoot elsewhere. You so desperately wanted to argue him down and deny deny deny the fact that you were actually about to cum from this but, of course, you couldn't exactly do that. Especially not with the way Suguru presses his thumb against your clit just as you roll your hips forward.
"Fuck-," You gasped before your forehead was meeting his shoulder and you began grinding harder against him.
"Uhuh, thereee she is. There's my slutty girl," Suguru taunts—again, as if he didn't place you here himself—a lazy smirk drawing itself onto his flawless features. Then he's turning his lips to your ear and moving both of his hands back to your hips to drag you against him slower, "I missed you like this, baby. So fuckin' needy against me."
You can't help the way your cunt clenches against his thigh when he says that. Not to mention the way he angles your hips to slip backwards and how he motions his leg up and rubs against your clit again. "Goddamnit, Suguru. This.. ah-, this isn't what I w-wanted." You manage to complain as you fight the fluttering of your lashes.
"Yeahh? Poor girlll." Suguru chastises against the crown of your ear. You feel the way his warm breath tickles your skin and he decides to taunt you further with a mean smack to your ass, making you jump a bit in surprise. He scoffs, " You wanted to ride my cock sooo badly, didn't you?"
Groaning again, "You know I did," You whine as your back arches a bit.
Suguru merely cocks his head to the side and looks down at the way you're clinging to him.
He could feel every twitch and nasty trickle of arousal that poured out against his leg so, it's only natural that he flashes that sly knowing smile again, "Oh, is that why you're cumming on my leg right now?"
Sometimes you hated how well he knew your body.
The way he could feel you getting even messier against him was almost more annoying than the situation itself. So, you end up searing into his shoulder, "Shut up-"
"You don't want me to," Suguru cuts off rudely, and of course his smile widens when he hears the sloppy squelch your cunt makes in reaction. "Not with the way I can feel that pussy dripping allll over me. Fuuuck, lean back, pretty girl. I wanna see her."
Do you deny Suguru? Of course not. You don't think you've ever denied this man of anything in your entire life and you damn sure weren't about to start now.
Your upper half leans back oh-so-gorgeously and you catch the way his cock jumps in reaction. Now that makes you smile, hands going back to keep yourself propped up perfectly on his leg as your eyes lowered on the sight of your starved boyfriend and your hips picked up their pace.
Suguru tips his head to the side slowly and his hands dance up and down your body slowly, "So perfect f'me." He whispers, trailing those violet eyes down your figure and pressing his leg up again jsut to watch your folds part nastily, cunt aching against him. "God, maybe I should've put you on my cock instead..."
"Ya' think?" You huff, earning a telling look from him.
"Don't get smart with me, you'd need me to stretch you out on my fingers before that anyway." Suguru argues, scoffing at your confidence. He maneuvers a hand to your ass before lifting you up ever so slightly to catch sight of the sticky muddle of cum you've left there. "Mmh..." He hums deeply, "Can't think of a single time you've taken every inch of me without complaints."
Then he sets you back down and smacks your ass again. To which you're left gasping before a sneaky smile sparks across your lips, "Moaning isn't complaining by the way. Not my fault you're fuckin' huge."
Suguru knew what you were doing when you said that.
Hell, his cock was practically crying to feel you by this point, leaking whorishly against his sweats. He tries to play it off by clearing his throat and raising a brow, "Are you talking like that on purpose so you can get what you want outta' me?"
Your smile widens, "Maybe."
You knew you had him now.
Hence why he scoffs almost immediately and rolls his eyes all sassily before saying, "Well, it's working. Lift those fuckin' hips."
banner art from “Toile No Jimiko To Omukae No Gokusotsu” || perm suguru tags (1/2):
I WANNA GET FREAKY ON CAMERA, I LOVE WHEN WE GET FREAKY ON CAMERA
⋆｡°✩Genre: camboy toji x camgirl reader
⋆｡°✩Synopsis: the top two cam performers do a collab
⋆｡°✩Contents: smut no plot bondage, face fucking, oral( m&f), fingering, degradation, toys( vibrator, vibrating dildo,) p n v, pet names(love, mama, doll), some praise, edging, orgasm denial, headlock, dirty talk, spanking, rough sex, cream pie, man handing, over stim, blindfolds, nipple play, slight breath play, cnc?, no use of y/n
The little red light flickered on, signaling you two had gone live. It was years in the making well, to anyone who’d been around long enough knew this day was coming, it was long overdue.
Chat messages flooded in, pouring faster than you could read. Donations started rolling in fifties, hundreds, before either of you had even moved a muscle.
Toji stood in front of you, grey sweats hanging low, no boxers underneath. You could see the outline of his dick pressing against the fabric. His thumb circled lazily, circles over your clit through your thin cotton of your panties, making your breath hitch.
Toys were scattered across the bed, vibrators, cuffs, ropes but none would be touched without a price. Toji’s eyes flicked to the chat, the numbers climbing, his smirk deepening as he leaned closer.
“You want more?” His voice was low, “Hit a hundred, and these cute little panties come off.”
His thumb pressed a little harder, causing a soft whimper to come out. The chat exploded, tips flooding in, and Toji’s grin widened. “two hundred” he murmured, “and I turn on the vibrator.”
You had to take a deep breath as you felt Toji’s hand slip beneath your waistband, fingers teasing your clit.
The chat wasted no time hearing his words, hundreds of donos pouring in within seconds. “You guys are eager, huh?” Toji’s voice dropped an octave. “Wanna see a pretty girl cry her fucking eyes out?”
His tone made you clench around nothing, heat pooling in your lower abdomen. Fuck. You needed him so bad right now.
His fingers, slowly went to pulling your panties down inch by inch. The fabric slipped over your hips, and you quickly wiggled out of them. “ You gotta go so slow?” Your eyes rolled.
Toji leaned in closer to you, his mouth brushing against the shell of your ear, “I’ll go however fucking slow or fast I want.” Without warning, his fingers pinched your clit sharply, sending a jolt of pleasure and pain throughout you.
The chat clearly loved that one, tips poured in faster, messages coming in so fast. Toji’s fingers slid over the scattered toys on the bed, pausing on the sleek bullet vibrator. He picked it up slowly, his dark eyes never leaving the screen as he clicked it on at the lowest setting. The gentle hum buzzed against your skin.
Toji placed the vibrator on your lower abdomen, sliding it down as slowly as he possibly could. As soon as the buzzing tip hit your clit, a soft moan escaped your lips.
“This little buzz already got you moaning like that? Pathetic.”
You let out another breathy moan, rolling your eyes with a smirk. “You’re such an ass.”
“Yea?” He pulled the vibrator away the moment those words left your mouth.
“Don’t stop.” You whimpered, grabbing onto his forearm, pulling him closer. “Please.”
“Hmm, she said don’t stop, chat,” Toji’s eyes flickered between the scrolling messages and you. His lips curled into a slow smirk. He leaned back slightly, fingers still brushing your thighs lightly, “What do you guys think? You think she deserves to be rewarded for her behavior?”
Toji’s gaze shifted from the messages back to you. “Or maybe she deserves a little punishment, a spanking for being a brat.”
The messages came flooding in, and you let out a small, shaky “Please,” hoping the chat might be on your side. Spoiler alert, they weren’t. Most of the chat loved the idea of punishment, while a few tried to defend you, but the majority wanted to see your ass sore.
"You can beg all you want to.” Toji’s smirk deepened as the chat lit up with donations. “Get up.”
You slid off the bed, heart pounding as he settled himself on the edge. His eyes locked onto. “Lie down.”
You obeyed without hesitation, positioning yourself with your ass on full display for the camera. You could feel Toji’s wood pressing against your thigh as his hand reached for the leather belt that was among the toys, fingers curling around it.
Slowly, he traced the belt over your skin, the leather making circles around your flesh. Your heart started beating faster, every nerve tightening cause you didn’t know when he’d strike. “Take this like the good girl I know you are, ok?”
Before you could answer, the belt came down with a sharp smack, you could feel the sting on your ass. Your body clenched instinctively as a groan slipping from your lips. “Fuckk~”
Toji’s hand followed immediately after, kneading the spot, soothing the pain slightly.
The chat was loving every second, flooding the screen with demands and cheers.
Toji glanced at the messages, “Hmm, a hundred for ten more hits.”
You whimpered, already knowing they’d hit that in seconds, and sure enough, the tips poured in. “Someone send 250,” Toji’s grip on your ass tightened, fingers digging in just enough to make you shiver. “I’ll make sure her ass is nice and sore by the end of this.”
“Toji, pl-” You barely got the words out before the belt came down again, harder than before. A small cry escaped your lips.
He didn’t give you a moment to recover before the next hit landed, even harder, and you gasped, your back arching off his lap. Your body trembled under Toji’s as another hit echoed through the room.
“Tojiii,” you whimpered, voice trembling, instinctively bringing your hands up to cover your ass before he could land the next hit.
That was a mistake.
“Move your hand.” His tone was cold, it sent a flicker of fear through you.
“To-”
“Now.”
“But-”
“If I have to tell you to move your hand one more time, I’m gonna tie your fucking hands together.” It took you the smallest second before sliding your hands away from your ass.
The moment they moved, the sound of the belt cracked through the air, this one the hardest yet, the sting sharper than before.
Hit after hit came down, each one driving you closer to the edge of your limits. Tears welled in your eyes, blurring your vision, and your legs kicked uncontrollably in the air.
You lost count of how many strikes landed, but you knew one thing for certain your hands had found their way back to cover your aching ass.
Toji’s breath was steady, his dark eyes locked on you with an intensity that made your skin prickle. The stare felt deadly, and you immediately knew what you’d done wrong. Swallowing hard, you moved your hands away again.
But he didn’t move or say anything. The chat lit up, flooding with messages as everyone waited to see what he’d do next.
“Hands,” was all he said.
Your heart pounded against your chest as you brought your hands to your back. Toji’s fingers wrapped the silk ribbon tightly around your wrists, making it secure enough that you couldn’t get out unless he wanted you to.
“Perfect.” His hand patted your ass softly, even though it stung slightly from the spanking.
He gave you a moment to catch your breath before picking up the belt again, tracing slow, teasing circles over your skin.
“Fuck you, Toji.” The words slipped out before you could stop them. You knew it wasn’t the smartest move right now, but you couldn't help yourself.
He wasted no time. The belt came down hard, and your hands fought the restraints as your body clenched tight.
“Thought you were gonna be good f’me,” Toji voice was thick with amusement, “but I guess you’re just another fucking brat.”
The belt came down a few more times, each strike unrelenting, before he finally threw you off him. Your arms remained bound, and you were left breathless, your cheeks stained with tears that fell down the side of your face.
The chat was thrilled to see this side of you. You usually worked solo, so this was a big switch, and they loved every second. They begged Toji to keep going, but he decided you’d had enough for now.
“Look at me.” Your head lifted, and he tilted your chin up gently. The silk scarf slipped over your eyes, plunging you into darkness.
You settled at the edge of the bed, hands still bound, eyes covered. All you could do was listen to Toji’s voice, “What do you guys want?” You could tell he was so happy about this.“More teasing with this little bullet, or should I bring out something a little bigger?”
The chat exploded with suggestions vibrator, dildo, anal beads. They honestly had a bunch of options to choose from.
“She’s not ready for my dick yet.” Toji let out a low, chuckle before adding, “Hmm, you guys know that’s gonna cost ya’.”
You let out a slow, breathy sigh. “You guys are torturing me,” you let out in a low whisper, speaking more to the chat than to Toji.
“Torture? I barely did a thing.” Toji’s voice was distant you assume he was near the toys.
“I wasn’t talkin’ to you.” You rolled your eyes, the snarkiness in your voice impossible to hide.
Toji chose to ignore your little comment for now, instead pressing his hand firmly on your shoulder. “Lie down.”
His eyes flicked to the chat, that stupid smirk curling back onto his face. “Looks like you guys are feelin’ real generous tonight.”
He moved to stand in front of you, “ready.” His finger ghosted over your clit. The chat exploded with comments and tips, urging him on.
You took a deep breath, heart pounding, “yea.”
“I wasn’t talkin’ to you,” Toji mocked, his palm slapping your cunt, making a sharp whine escape your lips. Then he slid the toy slowly up and down your slit.
He kept the toy moving, letting it gather your slick as you hummed softly, your body instinctively shifting closer to him. “You guys want me to go deeper?” Toji teased, pushing the toy just inside your entrance, barely thrusting it in and out with slow strokes. “You know what to do.”
Tips flooded in, the screen lighting up with every new message. Toji’s smirk deepened as he slowly pushed the toy deeper inside you. You could feel the fullness stretching you open.
“Faster, please,” you whispered, breath hitching.
What you couldn’t see was Toji’s eyes flicking to the chat, that wicked glint still playing on his face. Despite the flood of tips urging him on, he kept the slow, agonizing rhythm.
“You’re already whining like a little bitch,” he laughed, the sound felt cruel. You felt your cheeks heat up with embarrassment, lips forming a small pout you couldn’t hide even if you tried.
“You really think you can take my dick?” His voice dropped low. Toji’s fingers tightened slightly around the toy, and a subtle hum began to vibrate through it, sending a mew wave of pleasure rippling deep inside you.
Your breath hitched, a soft moan escaping as your arms tensed against the silk ribbon binding them. “Fuck, take these off, Toji.” Your body twisted and turned, fighting against the ribbon
“Relax.” Toji’s voice was commanding as he pressed his hand firmly against your abdomen, pushing you back into the mattress.
But you didn’t relax, all you wanted was to reach out and touch him. “Please, Toji.” Your voice dropped into something sultry, desperate even. The angle was perfect every time he pushed in, the vibrations brushed against your clit, sending more pleasure your way.
Toji ignored your plea, his hand sliding up to your nipple, twisting it firmly between his fingers while the dildo continued its rhythm. He began thrusting the toy faster and deeper, the combination driving you wild.
You couldn’t see him, couldn’t touch him, but you felt every movement. Then, without warning, his fingers slipped away, replaced by his tongue circling your nipple, licking with slow strokes. His breath was warm against your skin, as his tongue traced patterns that made your body tremble.
Your hands strained against the restraints, wrists beginning to ache as you fought harder. “Aww, look at my dirty girl.”
Toji’s tongue flicked faster, teasing your nipple until it hardened beneath his touch. The toy’s vibrations seemed to quicken with every thrust. The camera caught your slick pooling around the base of the dildo. “You’re doing so, so good f’me, mama.”
Your breath grew ragged, chest rising and falling as pleasure built. The coil in the pit of your stomach tightened. “Close,” was all you could manage, your focus in this moment was only on cumming,
“I don’t think she deserves to cum,” Toji thrusted the toy faster. Your legs instinctively closed, but he forced them back open,
“No, please, I do, I do,” you whined, your voice trembling.
His fingers found your clit, circling the bud as he continued thrusting the dildo inside you. You were teetering on the edge, the coil threatening to snap at any moment, then, suddenly, he pulled the toy free, and his fingers stopped their teasing.
Your wrists tightened against the restraints as the sensations began to fade. “Fuck you, Toji. ughh you’re a fucking loser.” You whined.
“Mhmm, yeah, I know.” He sounded unbothered, like he didn’t care at all.
He grabbed you by the hair, hauling you up and leading you off the bed, down onto your knees.
“I’m serious, Toj-” You cut off mid-word as something firm pressed against your lips. You knew exactly what it was. Toji’s dick. His hand gripped the top of your head, his fingers digging into your skin.
Slowly, he pushed forward, sliding inside your mouth, coating himself with your saliva. “You’re talkin’ way too much,” his tip rubbing against your pretty lips, daring you to say another word.
Toji honestly couldn’t care less what the chat had to say. He kept them engaged just enough to make them feel like they had a say, but in reality, he was going to use you however he wanted.
His grip tightened, holding you steady as he began to push deeper, his cock filling your mouth inch by inch. Your throat stretched around him.
He started slow, letting you get used to the feel, the way he touched the back of your throat. He bobbed your head gently back and forth, making sure you could feel exactly how big he was.
Then, without warning, he sped up. “You see this?” Your gagging muffled around him as he pulled your head back and forth with a rough force. Tears welled in the corners of your eyes. Your throat clenched tightly, struggling to take him fully.
“This is what happens to naughty girls.” He fucked your mouth ruthlessly, every thrust hitting the back of your throat with force that left you gasping and choking for air. “Girls who don’t know how to keep their mouths shut and take what I give ’em.”
You tried to keep up, but the pace made your eyes water, tears streaming down your cheeks, staining the silk blindfold as your throat clenched around him.
Through clenched teeth, Toji grunted, “I’d like to hear you say something now.” His thrusts became harsher, “Go on,” he urged, “Say something else.”
But you couldn’t, and he knew that. Your mouth was stuffed so full as he continued.
The way he spoke to you made your pussy clench tight, dripping even harder as you clenched around nothing. His grip in your hair tightened as he neared closer to the edge, a ragged moan escaping him. “Fuck.”
“You’re doing so good f’me,” he groaned, something whiny slipping through his voice. He didn’t let up, soft groans spilling from his mouth as he lost control. “You’re makin’ me feel so fucking good.”
You could tell he was close, his thrusts grew sloppy. “Breathe, mama. Breathe.” His cum spilled into your mouth. His body shuddered violently as he rode out the release.
He left you there, face flushed and stuffed full, pressed against his abdomen, mouth still wrapped around him. “Good girl.” He kept you there, making sure none of it escaped. He wanted you to swallow every drop. It felt harder to breathe, but you swallowed every drop.
Toji slowly pulled back, letting you feel every inch of his cock slip free from your mouth. You gasped, taking a deep, shaky breath as you felt his hands move to untie the blindfold.
Light flooded back into your eyes, forcing them to adjust as you blinked. Your big doe eyes looked up at him, your face still streaked with tears. He steadied you gently, helping you to your feet.
“Should we take these off?” he asked, flicking the soft ribbon that still bound your wrists behind your back. The chat buzzed with mixed reactions, but Toji made the decision for you, freeing your hands at last.
“Real quiet, you are.” Toji’s eyes flickered over you, and you rolled your eyes, a pout tugging at your lips. He leaned closer, his broad body hovering over yours. “Mad at me now?” His hand slid under your chin, tilting your face up gently. “Hmm?” His lips found the curve of your neck, placing soft, lingering kisses just beneath your jaw.
“I’m sorry,” he murmured between kisses. Your legs clenched together, and of course, he noticed. “Want me to make it up to you?” You stayed silent, tilting your head to give him better access. Your fingers reached down, wrapping around his heavy length, feeling the weight in your hands.
“Speak.” Toji’s knee pressed firmly against your hip, pushing you on the bed. “Tell me what you want.”
Truth be told, he couldn’t have cared less about the stream or the chat. Part of him wanted to shut it off and take you raw. But the money he cared about more.
“Tell me what you want.” You slid your fingers down, rubbing slow circles over your clit as you lay back against the mattress. “I want you to fuck me,”
TojI smirked, shaking his head. “Na, not yet.”
He shifted, lowering himself between your legs. His breath ghosted over your inner thighs as he planted soft kisses along your thighs. Gently, he hooked your legs over his shoulders, inching your cunt closer to his mouth.
His hands settled firmly on your waist, then he placed a kiss right on your clit, his lips glistening from the wetness of your cunt.
Leaning in closer, the first flick of his tongue sent a sharp jolt of pleasure through your body. Your body arched off the bed, but Toji pressed you back down into the mattress a low moan escaping your lips. “Tojiii,”
“Stay still.” You could feel the smirk against your cunt as he began to suck gently on your clit, drawing soft whimpers from you. You fought to keep still, but you couldn't. Toji’s hands gripped your hips tightly, steadying you as he adjusted, letting your leg slip off his shoulder.
He slid a finger inside you, plunging it deep, pushing it in and out. “I- Tojiii,” you moaned, overwhelmed. Toji’s tongue moved with increasing urgency, flicking and swirling around your clit as his finger plunged deeper inside you, curling just so to hit the spot that made your breath catch.
“I ca- it's so muchh” Your hips bucked despite your words, you chasing your own pleasure. Your breath came in ragged gasps.
“You can,” Toji murmured into your cunt, “You’re doing so good f’me.” Your hips moved with more urgency, grinding harder against his face, and of course he didn’t mind.
He tightened his grip on your hips, anchoring you as his tongue flicked faster against your clit, while his fingers plunged deeper inside, curling to that post that was driving you insane. “Ugh, fuck~,” you groaned, while he pulled back to circle your clit. “Don’t stop,”
Toji slid a second thick finger inside you, the fullness making your breath hitch sharply. “Please, Toji, wanna cum so bad,” your voice trembling.
His fingers moved expertly, curling deep and stretching you just right, every stroke of his fingers driving you crazy.
“Feels good?” his lips brush against your skin as he presses harder on your clit.
“S’good,” you breathed, eyes half-lidded
He increased the pressure, his fingers working faster and deeper. “Yea?” he teased. “You gonna cum for me?”
“Yea,” you whispered, voice barely a breath.
“Cum for me, mama,” Toji urged.
It didn’t take much after Toji’s words to send you over the edge. Your body tensed suddenly, hips bucking uncontrollably as waves of pleasure crashed through you. A cry tore from your lips as your muscles clenched tight around him.
He didn’t give you a moment to catch your breath before he grabbed you up, spinning you around. “You wanted my dick, right?” he asked as your back pressed firmly against his broad chest.
He lined himself up, the hard length of him pressing at your entrance, You nodded, your body already aching for him. Slowly, you began to grind against him, hips rolling in as he held you close, hands gripping your waist.
“Use your words, baby.” his hands were steady on your waist as your movements continued. You could feel the pressure building slowly.
“Need it.” Your words came out breathy.
“Good.” His hands gripped the backs of your arms firmly, holding you steady as he slowly pushed into you. A soft whine escaped your lips. He was so much thicker than that weak-ass dildo, and nothing could have prepared you for this.
Your body tensed, instinctively trying to pull away, but his grip locked onto you. “Where ya’ think ya runnin’ to, huh?” His voice was low as he pressed fully inside you.
Your body trembled from the stretch, and he gave you a moment to adjust, holding you steady. “I’m not,” your words are shaky.
Toji’s eyes darkened with amusement. “Y’know I don’t like liars.”
He pulled out sharply, then slammed back into you with a force that knocked the breath out of your mouth. “Look at the camera.” A ragged groan escaped your lips as your cunt was filled again.
“Let ’em see you get fucked like the dirty slut you are.” You fought to meet the camera, eyes already half lidded. “Bet that shit turns you on, huh?” The sound of skin slapping echoed through the room as his hips pounded hard and fast, diving deep inside you.
Your body fell forward as you tried to pull away, the pleasure overwhelming, “Tojiii, it’s too much,” you whimpered, breath trembling as he continued his relentless thrusts.
Toji sighed, annoyance flickering in his eyes. He pulled out fully, letting your body slump onto the mattress. You looked back at him, confusion in your eyes.
He started stroking his length slowly, that familiar smirk curling his lips. “Thought it was too much, baby?”
You bit your lip, breath catching as you watched his hand move up and down. “No, I’m sorry,” you whispered, the need pooling deep in your stomach again. Your cunt felt so empty. “I need you in me"
His fingers tightened around the base of his cock, pumping faster, pre-cum glistening over his shaft. “You’re gonna have to beg "for it,”
You wanted nothing more than to be filled, and despite the embarrassment, you pleaded. “Please, Toji, don’t stop.” You ground your hips back onto him, “Fuck me, wanna cum so bad,”
He wasn’t wasting any time, pulling your body back into his “Betta not fuckin’ whine again.” his bicep wrapping around your throat, pulling you into a headlock. “You’re gonna take what I give you, right?”
“Yes, Toji,” your voice quick and obedient, as his big, beefy arm kept holding you up right. You could feel his muscle flexing as he lined himself back up with you, delivering deep strokes into your tight cunt.
The way you clenched around him made a low groan leave his lips. He didn’t hold back, thrusting harder, “Ya’ takin’ me so well, love,”
His free hand slid down, fingers tracing fast strokes over your clit, “Mmm” left your mouth as he relentlessly rutted his hips into you. Your hands instinctively reached up, gripping his bicep tightly, anchoring yourself to him
His fingers stroked your clit faster, while his hips slammed into you with urgency. You gasped, breath hitching as you tightened your grip on his bicep.
“Fuck, Toji,” you moaned, voice shaky. “Don’t stop.”
“Not a chance.” his fingers rubbed your clit faster in messy circles, “Chat’s loving this, aren’t they?”
You bit your lip, eyes flicking to the chat, you honestly forgot about them a long time ago.
“C’mon show them how well you take me,” You ground your hips harder against him, desperate to give them a show, your moans growing.
“Look at me,” he demanded, and you obeyed, your eyes locking with his. “Tell em’ how much you wanna cum,” his fingers slowing their strokes.
“No, Toji, please,” you begged, “Wanna cum so bad, so so bad.” His fingers sped up the pace, circling around your clit. His hips slammed into you harder, deeper, the relentless rhythm pushing you closer to the edge.
“Your clenching around me is so tight, relax, mama,” You tried your best to ease up, but his bicep pressed harder around your neck, cutting off just a bit of oxygen, heightening every sensation.
“Toj-” you gasped, breath catching as his hips drove deep and hard, fingers circling your clit You were on the edge and going to cum any second now.
“Cum f'me,”Your body tensed around him with a cry, your orgasm crashed over you so intense you felt like you were seeing stars, it was the hardest you’d ever came.
Behind you, Toji wasn’t far behind. He released the headlock, letting your body slump forward onto the mattress, hands bracing the bed for support as he gripped your waist tightly. His thrusts were deep and relentless, hitting that sweet spot over and over, driving you both wild. “You’re mine, you hear me?”
With one final, powerful thrust, he spilled inside you, filling you completely. “Don’t wanna see you wit’ no one else,” his seed thick and hot, spilled down your legs.
“Answer me.” His fingers returned to your clit, Your body clenched tightly, instinctively trying to close your legs, but his fingers kept up it was no use. “Gimme one more, doll,”
“Ahh, Toji,” you cried out, panic and pleasure mixing as you tried to pull away. “It’s too much,” you whimpered, breath shaky, overwhelmed.
“You gotta stop all that runnin’ mama.” His fingers flicked faster against your clit, “You’re stronger than you think, baby.” It didn’t take much, just his touch, his words to push you over the edge again.,” Let go.” he whispered in your ear his breath hot against Your body tensed, muscles clenching tightly as your third orgasm crashed through you. You gasped, trembling uncontrollably,
“Good girl.” His lips planted soft,kisses along the nape of your neck. “We gotta go now,” With one last glance at the camera, Toji reached out and ended the stream.
Summary: Toji asks you to join one of his streams so he can show his fangirls how he really fucks
Warnings: established relationship, smut, 0 plot, mean!dom!Toji, sub!reader, older toji (reader is like 22 and hes like 27..?), p in v, unprotected, on film, rough sex, dirty talk, oral (m!receiving & f!receiving), facefucking, messy pussy eating, fingering, kinda daddy kink like not really (he calls himself it like twice), squirting, spitting, biting, choking, spanking, scratching, creampies, manhandling, overstim, dacryphilia, degradation, praise,
Wc: ~3.7k
a/n: i literally have so many abandoned drafts but i keep writing new ideas instead of finishing them </3
This is pretty proofread but again im posting at almost 4 am so if theres typos its cause im about to fall asleep
It had been 3 days since your boyfriend had asked if youd be willing to join in on one of his videos. You had been in the kitchen, leaning against the counter as you scrolled on your phone, waiting patiently for him to finish filming. When Toji finally emerged from your shared bedroom, skin flushed and covered in a sheen of sweat he immediately slumped against you, pressing you further into the counter.
“Yknow what i was thinkin’ babe?”
“Hm” you hummed back, not looking up from your phone.
“You should join a video of mine, sure my fangirls would love to see it” he smirked, kissing along the column of your neck as you finally paused your mindless scrolling.
It had taken a bit of convincing, understanding how his privacy and subscription was set up and how it wouldnt be a public thing, only accessible to those paying the highest tier for bonus content. He also went on about viewership and such, grinning widely when he talked about how everyone will love to see how good you are for him.
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3 days later and you sat on the bed in your room, watching him as he set up a few cameras — one facing the bed, one towards the side and another strapped to his chest which he called the “dom cam”.
“Cmon baby jus’ relax, gonna be like how we normally do it” his deep voice fills the space between you, reaching a hand up to cup your cheek. You offer him a soft smile when you nod, fixing your position on the edge of the bed.
“Atta girl, always so good for me” he praises, gently slapping your cheek a few times before returning to fiddling with the camera.
“So we just like… pretend theyre not there?” You ask, tilting your head as he stepped behind the camera, positioning it properly on you.
“Mhmmm” he drags out, his eyes flicking from the small screen on the camera to you. “Jus’ gonna fuck you like i normally do. Already look so hot when im inside anyways” he smirks at you as your cheeks flush, his sharp canines peaking out from the corners of his lips. He reached out and pressing a button on the cameras, the glowing red light immediately popping up. You chew your lip as you focus on the one strapped to his naked chest, eyeing the camera before focusing on his face.
A wide grin is spread on his lips, canines flashing as he leans down to cup your jaw, kissing along the opposite side of your neck. When you let out a small whine he pulls back, grin still wide as his hands fall to your waist to tug you closer to the edge of the bed. He stands in front of you, grey sweatpants hanging low on his hips. You looked up at him properly and your face was met with the bulge in his sweats, breath hitching as you took in how good he looked like this — hair a little messy, a wide smirk on his face, broad shoulders, a muscular chest that towered over you, and a straining cock hidden just out of sight.
His hand fell into your hair, brushing it away from your face gently before giving it a harsh tug back, making you wince. His other hand moves to your face again, thumb trailing over your bottom lip. You take it into your mouth, tongue swirling around it before sucking on it gently. His grin grew wider, gesturing with his head down at his crotch.
“Be a good girl and help me out a lil yeah? Like you usually do”
You stare up at him, eyes flicking from the camera to his face as you reach out to run your fingers along his thick thighs. Your fingers trailed further up, digging into the band of his sweatpants, fingers rubbing gently at his skin. When he pulls his thumb from your mouth you bite your lip as your eyes focus on his green ones, tugging down his sweats.
His cock springs free at the sharp tug of his sweatpants, thick and hard and leaking as it slaps against his abs. Veins travel up the length of it as pre decorates his tip, like little small pearls of desire signalling a demand for attention. He tugs your face closer to it and nods, urging you to continue as you wet your lips.
You lean in closer, licking a long stripe up the length of it, hand reaching out to firmly hold the base as your tongue works. Your eyes cant help but focus on the little flashing red light of the camera, tongue swirling over his reddened tip as he lets out a deep groan.
“Thatsss it… doin’ so good, look so pretty” he tugs your hair hard and your lips part slightly; small sparks of pain tingling across your scalp. He grins as he takes the opportunity to shove himself into your mouth, stretching your lips wide around his girth.
You choke slightly at the shove in, eyes widening as they flick up to his face. You smack his thigh lightly in protest but he just laughs, pulling his hips back before ramming them back in. You gag around him again, gripping onto his thighs as he holds the back of your head, using it as leverage to thrust harder into your mouth.
You stare up at him, small trails of drool sliding down from the corners of your lips. Hes grunting above you, deep sounds that fill the space between you as his head falls to the side, eyes fluttering as he shoves in particularly deep. You gag loudly against him, more drool sliding from your lips and tears stinging your eyes. Hes so big compared to you, shoved so deep in your throat you can barely breathe around him.
“Look so pretty when you cry like that” he grunts out, a hand moving to slap against your cheek. You whine at the slap, a few wet tears sliding down your flush cheeks. He pulls out suddenly and you pant hard, air immediately filling your lungs after having his cock shoved down your throat. He slaps his length against your face a few times, fucking his cock slowly across the side of your nose. You pout up at him, saliva and precum spreading across your skin. He grips your jaw harder, squeezing your cheeks together. When your lips part he leans down slightly, spitting directly onto them before dragging his cock back and forth through them. You let the spit rest on your lips, allowing his cock to drag over them before he pulls away.
His hands reach down and tugs your shirt off, buttons popping and rolling along the floor of your room; your eyes on his as you lean back slightly for him. He pushes you all the way back on the mattress, grabbing your shorts and tugging them off along with your underwear. You shiver as the cool air hits you, already soaked for him as you lean your head up to watch him. He sinks to the ground between your spread thighs, pointing the camera at your slick cunt.
“Shes so wet for me already” he purrs, moving closer to ghost his thumb over your clit. “Such a slutty thing for me arent ya?” He asks, blowing cold air over your folds.
You shiver at the feeling, looking at him with a pout “Tojiii” you whine out, trying to squirm your hips away from both his and the camera attention.
“Awww don’t be shy, baby. She looks like she tastes fuckin delicious, bet the viewers think so too” he flashes you a grin, all sharp teeth on display before sinking them into the plush skin of your thigh. His bite makes you cry out, hips bucking away from his mouth as he sucks on the spot, leaving a dark mark when he finally pulls away.
His arm reaches up, hand grabbing at your tit. He squeezes over the skin, fingers circling and tugging at your nipple. He leans down, spitting a glob of saliva onto your clit before using his ring and middle fingers to spread it around. He circles your clit slow, eyes flicking up to watch your face as you pant out, eyes locked on his. His other hand slides down from your chest, grabbing your thigh to open it further as his fingers trail down from your clit and run along your folds. They trail back up slowly before he slaps your clit hard, letting out a mocking laugh as you jerk your hips away.
“Ah-!“ you call out at the slap, hand flying down to push at his head in retaliation, pouting when he looks up at you.
“Stop teasing Toji”
“Fine, fine” he mumbled, kissing along your thigh until his mouth was connecting with your cunt, tongue slurping at your skin as he drinks you in. Saliva mixes with your slick as he drags his tongue all along your folds and shoves into them. Messy noises fill the room as he shifts the camera over so it would pick up everything. Coats of slick cover your pussy, mixes of saliva and your own juices glistening in the faint lighting of the room as he rams his tongue back inside you, licking into every crevice.
“F-fuck Toji!” You moan out at the feeling, back pressing further into the sheets as your hands grab at his hair. He pulls out of your hole with a grin, tongue dragging higher to suck and nip at your clit, swirling his tongue around it. He hums around the sensitive bud before flattening his tongue on it and moving his head back and forth. He pulls away to spit on it again, fingers moving up to spread your wetness around. His tongue fucks back into you, his fingers rubbing along your clit.
You were a moaning mess above him — hips bucking down along his face, fingers tugging at his hair so hard it almost ripped out, your mouth falling open and your eyes on the verge of rolling back in your head. Your slick stuck to your thighs and his chin, messily spreading all over you and dripping onto the sheets below your hips.
The room was so warm from what you both were doing, the cameras pointed at you making every sense twice as strong. Something deep in your gut churned, a need to be louder and hotter, a slight possessive nature to make sure your boyfriend’s fangirls knew he only fucked you.
You tugged his head closer to your pussy, his nose nudging into your clit along with his fingers. His tongue still thrusts into you, mouth drooling saliva in and around you, your thighs drenched. Your insides warm, the messiness of it all turning you on so much. His free hand moved to slap across your thighs, the feeling burning across your skin. You yelp out at the feeling, tugging again at his hair.
“‘M clo- ah fuck - close -nghh- Toji” you moan out louder than normal, hips bucking against his face. One of his eyebrows raise at your moan but you never noticed, too focussed on the feeling of his mouth on you.
He doesnt pull away to speak, does let out any mocking sounds or laughs like he usually does. He just focusses on you, briefly mumbling something incoherent into your cunt before going back to work. The heat builds steadily under your skin, a slow ascend that threatens to boil over at any moment as Toji maintains his pace, continuing to messily slobber over your cunt, tongue digging around in your hole as his fingers press harder on your clit, rubbing with a passion to make you cum.
Your high peaks, right at the cusp of falling over but still needing one last push. As if on cue his hand flies down against your thigh, hips jerking up violently into his mouth. You cum as the spank sends you tumbling from your high, heat spreading along your skin as every nerve feels like its been zapped by lightning. You gush into his face, screaming out at the pleasure. His tongue messily lapping it up as his face drenches in more juices, chin and nose coated in your essence.
He doesnt stop, doesnt even slow down at you squirt on him. His efforts double, nose pressing into your clit as his tongue fucks into you. You cry out harder, fresh tears spilling from the overstimulation. You try to jerk your hips back to escape but he just shakes his head against you, hands digging hard into your plush thighs until they bruise. His tongue drags out of you, sucking at your clit before spitting on it and sucking again.
“T-toji - fuck- s-stop - ohmygod - gonna cum again” you squeal out, eyes shutting from pleasure as your second orgasm crashes into you like a freight train, limbs locking up and head spinning from the sheer pleasure in your veins. Tears spill harder from your cheeks as he still doesnt let up, hips thrashing against him but he just holds you firmly down against the mattress.
“One more, gimme one more baby” he hums against your pussy, not pulling away for long before his fingers are thrusting into you and his tongue is spelling his name against your clit. Your thighs slam closed around his head, burying him closer to you and he laughs out. His fingers curl inside you, fucking messily into your cunt as loud squelches fill the room.
You felt the familiar sensation deep in your gut, so easily ready to fall over the edge again as he continues his ministrations, his fingers rubbing each time against your sweet spot. You shatter around him again, squirting against his face and hands as you cry out. Your legs squirm around him, hips bucking into his face as you try to shimmy up the mattress and away from him. He lifts his face slowly from between your trembling thighs, his chin and nose drenched in you. His dark greedy eyes rake down from your flushed face to your heaving chest and then back to your quivering cunt. He licks his lips, savouring the taste of you before slapping your clit. Your hips jerk away again and you whimper, a few more tears rolling down your cheeks. His eyes lock on them as he moves up your trembling body, licking them off your skin.
“Look so pretty when you cry like a slut for me” You whine out as his dick pokes at your swollen clit, spreading your slick around. He leans closer to your face, kissing along your jaw to your ear.
“Was gonna make you ride me but my baby looks too tired for that, yeah?” He mocks, biting at your ear before moving down your neck. You nod quickly, hands grabbing at his shoulders as your thighs still twitch around his hips, another small whine leaving you at the ache forming in them.
You look over at the two other cameras in the room, watching them as he kisses down the valley of your breasts. His hand moves up to roughly turn your jaw from looking at the camera to looking at him, his teeth sinking into the skin of your breast. You let out a soft moan, thighs pressing further around his hips. He trails kisses between both your nipples — kissing and sucking and biting at the skin — drinking in the sounds of your whines and moans.
His tongue swirls around one of your nipples, sucking it into your mouth harshly. His hand moves to grope at the other, slapping and squeezing at it. He grins into your skin at the sound of your little gasps and whines, your fingers digging into his hair.
He pulls away and trails kisses back up your neck, biting into the skin and sucking. He points the camera at you, deep marks littered across your flushed skin. Your eyes meet his and you let out a small whine, the camera moving from your neck down your breast and navel and stopping at your pussy. He spreads your legs apart wider, one hand holding the camera as the other runs through your swollen folds, still sensitive from your 3 orgasms.
“Gonna fuck this pretty thing so good” he laughs out, setting the camera back against his chest as he runs his tip through your folds, pushing your legs wider. “Tell me how bad you want it, baby”
You whine out, grinding your hips against him despite how overstimulated you feel. “Please Toji, need you to fuck me”
He grins widely, slamming his hips into yours. You cry out, falling back against the pillows as his hips repeatedly slam into yours, pace already brutal as he fucks you. Your hands reach out, nails dragging down his arms until small droplets of blood form on his skin. He grunts out loudly, grabbing at your thighs to hold them open.
“Fuck you feel so good, such a dirty girl for me” he groans out, his deep voice dripping with pleasure as he plows into you. The camera strapped to his chest picks up everything — your tits bouncing widely with each violent thrust in, the squelching sounds filling the room from your soaked pussy, and the delicious bulge in your lower stomach from how deep he is in you.
He reaches down, pressing his palm into the bump and speeding up slightly, fucking widely into your pussy. You cry out again, whole body moving up the mattress from the force of his thrusts. The headboard repeatedly smacks into the wall, the noise filling the room loudly. Your moans and his grunts add to the noise, conjoint sounds of pleasure that prove how good hes fucking you.
His hand slides down, thumb rubbing into your sensitive clit and you jerk away from him again. His free hand tugs you back in place, thrusting himself so deep inside you feel like youll choke on it.
Drool drips from your chin, mind hazy and empty, only the thought of how good his cock feels remaining. Every harsh thrust in drags against your gummy walls, slamming into your cervix and that sweet spot. You feel so full, already so close to spiralling off the edge as he picks up speed.
“T-toji ‘ts t-too muchhh” you choke out with a whine, trying to sink your nails deeper into his skin.
“Awww is Daddys cock too much for you?” He teases with a choked laugh, giving a particularly harsh thrust that has your eyes squeezing shut.
“N-never said t-that” you moan, hips bucking against his as he pinches your clit, the heat in your gut suddenly snapping.
You let out a choked sob, tumbling over the edge as your orgasm washes over you. It was harsh and sudden, lighting your nerves up like fireworks as your hips buck uncontrollably against his. Your mind swirls, getting dizzy from the pleasure as your eyes roll into the back of your head. When you finally come down his hips are still fucking into you, thick cock dragging against your sensitive walls as he chases his own high.
You cry out his name as tears spill from your eyes again, trying to get away from the relentless thrusting of his hips. He leans forwards on top of you, hand grabbing at your throat and squeezing, a lewd moan escaping you.
“Almost there baby, jus’ be a good girl for Daddy for a bit longer. You can do it” he mumbles against your skin before slotting his lips over yours and kissing. His mouth dominates the kiss, biting at your lips before sliding his tongue against yours. You moan into his mouth, fingers tangling in his hair as your thighs wrap around his waist more firmly, pulling him closer to you.
The heat in your stomach builds again and you feel like youre going to lose your mind, body ringed out of every last drop of pleasure inside you. His hips lose their rhythm for a moment and he swears into your lips, forehead dropping to rest against your chin as his fingers tighten by a fraction around your neck. Hes fucking into you like an animal, desperate to reach his release after watching you get yours so many times. His fingers continue their work on your clit, not letting up as he gets closer to his peak, needing you there too.
He lets out a sudden broken sound, biting into your skin as he cums inside you. Warmth spreads inside you as you squeeze around him, reaching your peak as he slams into you roughly, releasing thick ropes of white into you. You grab at his shoulders, shaking against his strong chest as you sob out, cumming hard again. His hips rock gently into you, pushing his sticky release further into you before hes crumpling on top of your body.
“N-no more” you beg with a small whine, grabbing at his hair as he slumps further ontop of you, panting out as he tries to catch his breath. Your skin is sticky as you fit together, making him grunt out when he finally peels himself away and rolls over. Toji stays like that for a few moments, hands sliding down his sweaty face as he curses under his breath and lets out a laugh.
“Fuck that was good baby, holy shit” he turns to you with a wide grin, kissing along your shoulder before moving to turn off the cameras positioned around the bed. He uses the one that was on him to film between your legs, capturing how his cum leaks from you and drips down your thighs onto the mattress. He runs his fingers through it a couple of times before you jerk away, grumbling something as you turn away.
“Alright baby we done, dont worry. Did so good for me, you were so pretty” he praises as he kisses your thigh, turning the camera off and tossing it to the side. He reaches down and picks you up in his strong arms, pressing you to his chest as he walks you both to the bathroom. “Lets get you all washed up and then we can cuddle, hows that sound?”
Perv! Shiu, who's your boyfriend Toji's best friend. He comes over every weekend, the two of them spread out on the couch, drinking beer all day. Today was no different, watching some football match neither of them were really invested in, but nothing else they were interested in was on for now.
Perv! Shiu, who's eyes were glued to you the second you walked in, and the way you kept wandering around the house, seemingly making any excuse to come into the living room and strut about, showing off your long, bare legs.
Perv! Shiu, who'd tried subtly flirting with you before, trying to see if you'd be willing to fuck him, but you either weren't interested, or hadn't noticed his various failed attempts, though that wouldn't be out of the question, even Toji agreed you were a bit...ditzy.
Perv! Shiu, whos eyes reluctantly go back to the match when you leave the room again, readjusting himself in his boxers.
Perv! Shiu, who's mind isn't focused on the match infront of him, instead trying to figure out how he'd get you naked. And everything he'd do after.
Perv! Shiu, who's ears perk up, when he hears Toji make an offhand comment about how "moneys tight right now," and the gears start turning.
Perv! Shiu, who has plenty of money to spare. Money that he'd be willing to part with. For a good enough reason. And what better reason is there than helping his best friend out of a tight spot?
Perv! Shiu, who now has a fully formed plan. The first step of which, is to wait until Toji is desperate enough to agree.
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Perv! Shiu, who deliberately doesn't give Toji enough jobs to cover his rent. Subtly backing him into a corner.
Perv! Shiu, who waits until the end of the month, when he knows the rents due. That day, when he arrives with a case of beer and sits next to Toji, hes just waiting for the right moment.
Perv! Shiu, who fights to keep the smirk off his face, when Toji finally complains about rent being due.
Perv! Shiu, who casually offers to loan him the money until he gets back on his feet. Mentioning only a vague favour in the future.
Perv! Shiu, who tries not to look too pleased when Toji agrees. "Whats the favour?" He just shrugs, saying its something simple.
Perv! Shiu, who explains to Toji, exactly what he wants in return. His cock already starting to stiffen, knowing Toji has no choice but to agree.
Perv! Shiu, who watches as Toji calls you into the room, his voice somewhat annoyed. His eyes immediately tracking you as you bounce into the room, adorably oblivious.
Perv! Shiu, who watches as Toji pulls you onto his lap, scowling at him, but only telling you to "Be a good girl and do as i say. Alright doll?" A little wide eyed, but you nod, glancing at both men and taking note of Shiu's hungry eyes.
Perv! Shiu, who watches with rapt attention, as you wriggle around on Toji's lap, asking what's going on.
Perv! Shiu, who gropes his cock through his sweatpants, trying to relieve the strain.
Perv! Shiu who clears his throat when he notices Toji hesitating. And smirks when Toji scowls at him before grabbing you and kissing you, briefly. Your mouth making a little 'o', while a blush spreads up your cheeks so prettily, eyes darting to Shiu.
Perv! Shiu, who raises a brow "Thats it? Don't tell me thats what you call a kiss?" He scoffs. Toji rolls his eyes, before pulling you in again and kissing you properly this time.
Perv! Shiu, who couldn't tear his eyes away even if he wanted to. He cant help himself, such a pretty thing, so sweet.
Perv! Shiu, who's dick twitches as he watches Toji getting carried away, groping your ass with one hand, kneading a breast.
Perv! Shiu, who pulls his straining cock out of his pants and starts slowly moving his hand up and down its generous length, while Toji makes you grind down on his lap.
Perv! Shiu, who's enjoying your soft moans muffled by Toji's mouth. Toji breaks the kiss, finally, and whispers something in your ear.
Perv! Shiu, who smirks when you get up from Toji's lap, and shyly remove your tiny shorts, and panties. Quickly followed by your flimpy tank top, then glancing at Toji, who nods encouragingly.
Perv! Shiu, who freezes when you shyly walk over to him, completely bare. His eyes tracking your every movement, until you're standing right infront of him, blushing furiously. You shyly hold your hand out, avoiding his gaze.
Perv! Shiu, who finally manages to force his gaze towards your outstretched hand.
Perv! Shiu, who's smirk only growing when he sees the tiny slip of fabric dangling between your fingers in offering.
Perv! Shiu, who doesnt hesitate to wrap the scrap of pink material around him and continuing to pump his length.
Perv! Shiu, who watches your hips swaying slightly, as you walk back over to Toji. Your round ass jiggling slightly.
Perv! Shiu, who lets out a soft groan, as Toji tugs you down to sit on his lap, back pressed against his front. He slowly opened your legs, putting on a show for his best friend. After all, it wasn't the first time the two of them had shared a girl, though its been a while, and never with a girlfriend.
Perv! Shiu, who's eyes are locked on Toji's hand, which is making small circles on your clit. Your hole twitching, as if begging him to fill it with his fingers, his cock, his tongue, anything. And the temptation to do it, to do all of it, was so strong, he had to give the base a hard squeeze.
Perv! Shiu, who watches as you come around Toji's fingers, with a gasp, your sweet moans like music to his ears.
Perv! Shiu, who comes with a groan, all over your pretty little panties.
Perv! Shiu, who tucks his still hard cock into his pants, standing up and acting composed. He shoves the ruined panties into his pocket, not bothering with trying to be subtle about it. If anything, he does the opposite.
Perv! Shiu, who left when Toji tells him thats enough, while you were still naked on his lap, breathing hard.
Perv! Shiu, who knew that now, this would be a monthly thing, at least.
Perv! Shiu, who was smirking as he lit his cigarette, his mind already coming up with ways to get you both to agree to more and more.
Clark who just loves being in you. He simply can't go too long without feeling your warm pussy around his cock.
First thing in the morning, he wakes up with his morning wood tenting his sweats. Sleepily, he reaches for you, spooning you and kissing across the side of your neck, causing you to stir from sleep.
Not ten minutes later, he's still spooning you as he sinks into you, groaning thickly as he feels your wet heat envelop him.
“Fuck, your pussy is so tight, baby, she feels so good around me,” he grunts, his mouth against your ear. The thick mushroom head brushes against your cervix once he's all the way in.
You squirm, gasping softly as he fucks you, the thickness of him pressing right against your g-spot as he fills you perfectly.
After, his cum dribbles down your thighs while you two rush to get ready for work before you're late.
He can barely keep himself away from you in the office. His senses are constantly tracking you, listening to your heartbeat, smelling the sweet scent of your shampoo and your perfume, and it drives him insane.
He's half-hard in his pants most of the day until he can't control himself anymore. Taking advantage when everyone goes out for lunch, he drags you into the bathroom and is quick to bend you over the sink. His hands hastily hike your skirt up around your waist, exposing your ass and your pretty cunt, and he's quick to rub his fingers against your clothed folds.
God, he's missed your cunt.
It's not long before you're soaked and he's pushing his aching cock past your folds, stretching your fluttering hole around him.
He moans out a raspy, “Aw, fuck,” as he sinks every inch into your pussy, stretching out your sensitive walls.
You mewl lowly, grabbing onto the edges of the sink to keep yourself upright. You look up at the mirror in front of you, meeting Clark's gaze in the reflection.
“Look how she takes me, baby,” he groans as he starts thrusting, dragging almost all the way out before pushing back in. “Look how good your pussy is for me, she's squeezing me so tight.”
The rest of the afternoon, you sit at your desk, squirming a little as the combination of your orgasms drips from you and gathers on your panties.
The second you're back home, Clark is all over you. His huge hands touch every inch of you he can reach as he walks you backwards to the bedroom.
And now that he's got time for more than a quickie, he makes the most of it.
He has you on your back for hours, your poor pussy fucked wide open, squelching every time his cock pushes in because you're just so wet.
Clark's mind is completely blank except for the feeling of your pulsing walls around him, sucking him in. He gives you orgasm after orgasm, making up for the quickies you've both had to settle for throughout the day, and simply enjoys how perfect your cunt fits him.
“It's like she was made for me, honey,” he grunts, his hands finding purchase on the fat of your thighs and fondling them. “All wet and warm and tight — I just wanna spend all my time in her.”
He's fucked you stupid now, so you can't do much beyond mewl and scratch at the skin of his arms as you try to hold on.
And fuck, Clark loves it. He knows it's probably a bit too much for you and that you're going to be sore after. But he also knows that, tomorrow, he's gonna do it all over again because he's just obsessed with your pussy <3
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Clark Kent masterlist
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cw: unprotected p in v, creampie!, hyperspermia, cum eating <3
wc: 260
a/n: i think i'm gonna start doing shorter blurbs for now babes bc i can sort of feel myself getting burnt out and i'd hate to stop writing :(
Clark loves watching you eat his cum.
When he's done fucking you, he'll pull out of you and watch it drip from your puffy cunt for a moment. He then gathers it on his fingers and raises it up to your mouth, smearing it over your lips a little as he says, “Open up, baby.”
And the second your lips part, he's pushing his thick, creamy cum against your tongue. It makes him crazy, watching your lips wrap around his fingers and feeling your tongue trace his digits as you suck them clean. It makes heat pool low in his abdomen, blood already rushing south again.
The thing is, because he's Kryptonian, Clark produces a lot of cum. Like, a lot a lot. So the second you're done licking his fingers clean, he reaches down to gather what's still dripping out of you and gives it to you again.
And you just take it, lapping up the sticky, salty liquid contently, swallowing it all until there's no more dribbling from your cunt.
“That's my girl,” he mumbles, his blue eyes dark with desire as he watches the milky, sticky substance that's coated your lips. He wipes at it with his thumb before pushing that into your mouth too.
By now, his cock is already hard again, and he's got every intention of feeling your warm, tight pussy around him once more.
“Lemme fuck you again, baby,” he whispers, shifting to press the leaking mushroom head against your slick hole. “And then I can give you more cum to swallow, yeah?”
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"s-sweetheart… a-at the movies..?" clark gasped, his hand settling in your hair as you lowered your head down to his lap, the most ravaging, starved look painted in your eyes. you chuckled softly just when the woman on screen shouted, the sounds muffling your own.
"c’mon, clarkie, don’t be such a stuck up… everybody deserves to experience this…" and fuck, clark thinks, he doesn't deserve you.
he really doesn't deserve you when you swiftly pulled his hardening cock out his trousers and gave the tip of it a diabolical lick that had him shuddering. he thanks whoever is up there for putting you in his path when you take him in his mouth, the warm inside of your mouth engulfing his length in a slimy hug.
"b-baby... gosh," he groans at the same time as riffles shoot out bullets on the screen, the movie loud enough to cover up the outrageous scene playing out in the far back of the theater.
clark's moral compass is spinning. on one hand, he feels terrible for disrespecting the film on screen, wanting to appreciate and celebrate the art of it, as well as respecting the employees that might see what's going on here. on the other, however, he wants to grab your hair and fuck your throat raw, to see your eyes roll back when he shoots his heavy load onto your awaiting tongue and have you swallow it.
his hands shoot out to anchor himself, knocking the expensive popcorn over and shivering when you giggle around his cock. "g-golly-" he curses, thighs clenching when you start getting sloppy with it. your saliva bubbles around his shaft, mixing with his pre and dripping down onto his balls and down to the fabric of his pants. your tongue swirls aroun him and he moans, his fingers tightening their grip around the arm rest. "i-i... m'close-!" he weakly attemps to warn you.
you nod, hollowing your cheeks and taking him deeper into your throat, lowering dooownn before your nose finally hit his pelvis, breathing in the masculine scent of the thing layer of sweat he built up over the situation. you swallow around him a few times to allow him to feel the restriction of the walls of your throat before pulling back, swirling your tongue around his cock.
that does it for him as his hips start twitching before eventually starting to thrust into your mouth, his large hand snaking onto the back of your head to hold it in place. "n-nghh..." you look up at him to see him biting his lip, eyes rolling back behind his glasses. yours do too when his seed shoots down your throat, coating the inside of it. you react immediately, swallowing every last drop of it as he delivers.
when he comes down from his high, he forcefully pulls you off (not without you giving his tip a few more kitten licks that have him genuinely spasming), tucking himself back in. you turn to the big screen, frowning suddenly.
megumi’s different when he’s sick, really different. but you can’t say you mind.
your usually stoic, collected, unemotional boyfriend is suddenly all over you, clingy as a koala. it’s pathetically adorable.
your hand is flat against megumi’s forehead, checking for a temperature, and he’s blatantly leaning into your touch. a kiss pressed to your knuckles, another to your palm.
you get up to make soup and he pulls you back towards him with surprising strength, for someone who’s sick. a surprised squeak leaves your mouth as you’re tugged into his warm arms, his face nuzzling into the crook of your neck.
“don’t go,” megumi mumbles, pouting.
you laugh quietly, hand threading through his hair. “i’ll be back in a minute, baby. just gonna make you something warm so you feel better.”
he huffs, tightening his hold on you. “you can do that later. ‘s cold without you.”
“i’ll give you more blankets?”
“it’s not the same,” he grumbles. then he sniffles, a quiet, sickly sound. it tugs at your heartstrings, and you wonder whether he was faking it just for the attention.
you exhale, amused yet unrelenting. “i’m sorry, gumi. i have to, okay?” somehow, some way, you untangle yourself from his tight embrace and stand up.
megumi whines, reaching for you, and you fight back a smile.
“i’ll be really quick, baby. promise.” you press a peck to his warm forehead, tucking him more properly into the blankets before slipping out of the bedroom.
not even a minute goes by before you feel megumi’s presence in the kitchen. you smile softly as his arms come around your waist, chin resting heavily on your shoulder.
“you should be in bed, baby.”
“i know,” he mumbles almost guiltily, breath warm on your neck. he watches you cut the vegetables, spiky hair tickling your skin. “it was just really cold without you. horrible.”
“horrible indeed,” you humour him, reaching back to scratch his scalp. he exhales, eyes droopy as he melts into you. “i told you i’d be back soon, no?”
“but you were taking forever,” megumi groans earnestly, eyes opening to peek at you.
“i was away for one minute.”
“a minute too long.” he says, sniffling and shutting his eyes again. “i almost died.”
you giggle, pouring the finished soup into a bowl. “i’m really sorry,” you say as you lead him back into the bedroom, pulling him behind you like a sad puppy. “won’t happen again.”
“good,” megumi huffs, satisfied.
his eyes trail over you as you get him settled in, cocooning him in blankets and pressing the bowl into his hands. you know exactly what’s coming next.
megumi locks his gaze on yours. “is it cuddle time now?” he asks hopefully, eyes wide and shiny, lips downturned as though he might burst into tears if you refused.
the sight of him like this is so unexpected, so precious. you almost give in. almost.
“nope,” you say, trying to sound as firm as you can muster. you press the soup bowl further into his hands as his bottom lip quivers. “drink first, then cuddles.”
“and- and you won’t even feed me?” megumi warbles, sniffling sadly. “i’m dying, you know.”
“you’re not dying,” you sigh, sitting down next to him. “but fine, i’ll feed you. only cos’ you’re sick.”
the biggest smile breaks onto his face, eyes clearing up immediately as he hands you the soup bowl. your megumi wouldn’t smile like this in a million years, and you try to savour it.
he’s almost giddy with affection as he presses the soup bowl into your hands, cozying up to you and pressing his face into your chest. “you’re the best,” he mumbles happily.
you can’t wait to tell your boyfriend about this when he’s well again.
one day toji was fixing your car, for what? no idea but you know he looks good doing it.
“done staring ma?” you snap out of your traze. “wasn’t staring..” “you were, what do you need?” he pulls something and throws it on the ground his eyes looking down at the inside of your car hood.
you shake your head and he smirks, “think someone is calling you” you hum and nod and flee from the scene to the living room.
it’s your best friend, you answer the phone. “hello?” “heyy girl, we still going to that club?” you hum and peak into the garage from the hallway and whisper. “yeah, not that we’re doing anything bad just.. keep it down.” you chuckle nervously. “toji gets jealous sometimes.. though it’s totally hot-“ “totally not.”
you scoff and roll your eyes. “whatever, it makes it harder for me to go out to party-“ “party?” you groan and hang up when you hear a deep voice, obviously from your fiancé toji.
“no..” he raises his eyebrow and walks up to you and plops down on the couch with a squeak looking up at you. “you leaving me baby?” he squints his eyes his voice deep, his lips poked out, not mad but controlled, he looks so—
you quickly shake your head then he pats his lap and you sit on one thick thigh. his hands rest on your waist “so why you going to a party, ‘n you not telling me bout it?” he looks at you up and down, slowly.
you wince and shrink down, your shoulders tense. “relax ma, I ain’t mad just disappointed.” you look into his eyes, then put your finger on his chin tilting his head up he’s smiling, black marks on his stretched out tank top which absolutely makes him reek of gasoline and on top of that he’s all sweaty. “why do you look so… good.” he smirks and raises eyebrow “what?” “like so.. attractive, when your being assertive, or.. or even fixing my broken down car.”
he scoffs and chuckles and then kisses your collarbone. wrapping your legs around his waist he puts his big rough hands around the nape of your neck pulling you down. your eyes shift quickly, though you’ve been together for over 5 years you still get so nervous.
“because.. I’m toji.” he winks and pulls you in for a kiss his other hand on your waist squeezing. you breathe heavier as he doesn’t let you pull back for air.
your lips sliding off of each other he tilts his head giving him more room to play with you. this kiss feels more like a punishment then just passion, even though his kisses are always so damn passionate.
you whimper and he slows down letting you adjust, making you think that you have control, your nails find his shoulders to dig your nails as you push yourself up further on his lap. he slips his tongue through your already swollen lips, sucking harder he wraps his tongue around yours perfectly not rushed, pulling but definitely not to hard.
your hands wrap his neck feeling his veiny muscular neck, that alone makes you moan. finally he pulls back with a loud pop! and a string of saliva following right after. you gasp for air and breathe heavily “f..fuck” your at a lost of words
“still wanna go to that party?”
you look down and shake your head, he smirks and you nuzzle your face in his neck while he’s rubbing your back. “text her and tell her that then.”
just how you like your men, dominant and submissive.
