ooouf, pervy!roommates toji and reader who do the nastiest shit with each other and say its just in the name of science
toji, who loves groping you while you watch tv, saying its just because your tits are free stress balls, but he's so focused on how your nipples start to get hard, the way your thighs squish together
you, who keeps putting your hands down his boxers because your hands are cold, but it always turns into you feeling him up, getting him to tug his boxers down a bit as you play with his cock, cheek smushed against his chest as you complain about how heavy his dick is, and gaze in awe at how his stupidly fat sack barely fits in one hand
toji, who has you pull down your panties so he can compare how warm your pussy is compared to his dick, enjoying the way you squeal when his cold ass fingers cup right over your mound, muttering in your ear how cute it is that you've got a chubby little cunt, and that he'd have to spread open to really get a good look at all of it.
you, who thinks its funny to slingshot your panties at toji right before you shower after humping your pillow, knowing that theyre still sticky and wet with your slick, masking your embarrassment with a cocky laugh as you tell him to have fun since your panties are the closest he will ever get to pussy (and you know its not true, not true at all)
toji, who thinks its just as funny to have his door wide open as he strokes himself with said panties, head behind his head as he loudly groans your name, seeing you walk by and trying not to look at him, but stopping you in your tracks when he asks you to bring him a drink
you, who thinks its fine to bring him a glass of water as he's mid stroke, sitting down on the bed next to him and striking up conversation as if he isn't looking you up and down, groaning when he realizes your still shiny from the fresh coat of lotion you rubbed on yourself, muttering under his breath how much he'd like to fuck those soft thighs, before going back to listening to whatever bullshit you came up with as an excuse to sit near him
yup back on the thought that you and toji are way way way too comfortable together, especially because you're still boyfriend and girlfriend. there's always that possibility of a breakup (not as serious as a divorce, arguably) but neither of you can imagine being with anyone else at this point.
you've showered together, obviously. you had to train him not to piss in the shower with you in it anymore because he's been doing it for decades now but he's finally stopped doing it, mostly.
you also hold his dick when he pees.
you also will casually have his cock in your mouth while you scroll on your phone, sometimes you'll use his tip to scroll with his shaft as a handle and then you'll have to keep that phone firmly out of reach from anyone else so they dont indirectly touch his cock.
he will swap spit with you even if you're sick, he doesn't care. with how close the two of you need to be constantly, he knows if you get sick, he will too sooner or later. you usually run away from him when hes sick because you don't want to catch his colds. you're lucky he hates when you get sick because he'll have to deal with you being moody if you do, whining at him for being the cause of your illness.
you also will walk around the house in literally one of his ratty old t-shirts, panties, your hair a tangled mess and your mascara from last night smeared under your eyes with no worries of if he'll think you're gross or unsexy because he will literally get hard for you if you're wearing a trash bag and fish slippers.
toji also loves to sleep with his dick inside you, especially if he creampied you earlier. he knows it's not actually good to cockwarm you too long for health reasons, but after he's filled you up on a lazy afternoon and wants a nap afterwards, his bonus treat is sleeping with you stuffed full of his load and his fat cock, feeling all warm and comfortable snuggled as close as possible to you.
youâre both disgusting in the exact same way, and thatâs probably why it works.
tojiâs got his face buried between your thighs, his nose pressed right up against the thick thatch of hair you havenât bothered trimming in weeks. he inhales like heâs trying to get high off it. "fuck, you smell good," he groans, his voice muffled.Â
youâre on your back on the unmade bed, legs spread, one hand scratching lazily through his hair. "tojiâ stop! youâre so fucking weird," you say, but youâre smiling, your hips rolling up to meet his mouth.Â
he drags his tongue through your folds, slow and sloppy, and you can feel the scratch of his stubble against your inner thighs. "yeah? youâre the one who didnât shower after the gym yesterday."Â
"you told me not to," you remind him.Â
he looks up at you, his mouth shiny. "yeah. âcause i like it when youâre gross. makes me wanna ruin you more."
you could be wearing his boxers. theyâre old, faded black, the waistband stretched out from how many times heâs yanked them down in a hurry. they hang low on your hips, the crotch slightly damp from how wet youâve been all morning, thinking about him coming home.Â
he notices when he walks in, tossing his keys on the counter. "those mine?" he asks, already crossing the room. youâre on the couch, legs tucked under you, eating cereal straight from the box.Â
"yeah. mine were dirty."Â
he drops down beside you, his hand sliding up your thigh, under the fabric. "youâre soaked," he observes, his fingers finding the damp spot.Â
you shrug, chewing. "been thinking about you."Â
he grins, sharp and filthy. "oh yeah? what about?"Â
"about you fucking me over the counter."Â
"god, woman." his fingers press harder. "youâre just as fucked up as i am."
in your shitty apartment, you donât bother closing the bathroom door when you piss. heâs brushing his teeth at the sink, and youâre on the toilet, and neither of you acknowledges it as weird.Â
"weâre out of toilet paper," you say, reaching for the empty roll.Â
he spits, rinses, and hands you the hand towel hanging by the sink. "use that."Â
you stare at him. "toji, thatâs disgusting."Â
he shrugs, already walking out. "youâll live."Â
later, when he fucks you on the bathroom counter, he makes you hold that same towel between your teeth so the neighbors donât hear you screaming.
you share a single fork when you eat takeout on the bed, both of you too lazy to get another one. heâs got lo mein hanging from his mouth and you lean over, biting it off, your lips brushing his.Â
"youâre gross," he says, but heâs already leaning in for a kiss, his tongue pushing into your mouth, tasting like soy sauce and laziness. you climb into his lap, still wearing his boxers, and he groans when he feels how warm you are through the thin fabric.Â
"you been sitting in my boxers all day, getting them all wet?"Â
you nod, rolling your hips. "yeah. thought about you while i did it."Â
he grips your ass, hard. "yeah? you touch yourself?"Â
"a little."Â
"show me."
not to mention, toji loves how you donât own a single matching set of underwear, and you donât care. your bras are all different colors, your panties are whatever was cheapest at the store, and toji doesnât give a shit. heâs got you bent over the kitchen counter, your shorts around your ankles, and heâs yanking your panties to the side instead of taking them off.Â
"these are cute," he mutters, his fingers tracing the faded cartoon print. "whereâd you get âem?"Â
"dunno, found them in my drawer."Â
he laughs, low and rough. "fuckinâ adorable." then heâs pushing inside you, and youâre both too far gone to care about anything else.
almost every morning, you wake up to the feeling of his hand sliding under the waistband of the boxers you stole from him. the sheets are rumpled but clean.and the morning light filters through the blinds in thin stripes across the bed.Â
tojiâs already awake, propped on one elbow, watching you with that lazy, half-lidded look he gets when heâs been thinking about something for a while.
"morning," you mumble, voice scratchy with sleep.
"morning." his fingers slip lower, brushing through the hair between your legs, finding you still a little sticky from the night before. he doesnât say anything about it. just traces slow, absent circles, like heâs got nowhere to be and nothing better to do. "youâre warm."
you hum, shifting your hips a little to give him better access. "been sleeping next to you. you run hot."
he huffs a quiet laugh, his fingers pressing in deeper, sliding through the mess he left inside you. "is that why youâre leaking down here, huh?"
you donât answer, just roll onto your back and spread your legs wider, the fabric of his boxers stretching across your thighs. he watches his own hand move under the waistband, his expression unreadable. "youâre such a pervert," you say, but thereâs no heat in it.
"youâre the one wearing my shit," he counters, leaning down to press his mouth to your neck, his stubble scraping your skin. "and letting me touch you before youâve even opened your eyes."
"you started it."
"i did." his fingers curl, pressing into you, and you make a small sound. "and youâre letting me finish it, too."
Dom! Ethan would bend you over the nearest surface n fuck the thought of another guy out of you if you just so happened to try n make him jealous (that guy would also end up dead the very next day)
also makes you gag on his cock when you just canât keep your mouth shut. He doesnât usually intend to be so mean, but when heâs angry he canât control the things he does </3 heâll apologize to you after, but honestly, heâs not sorry in the slightest. Because, at the end of the day, he knows youâre just his pretty little doll to do with as he pleases.
đ Ethan with Bimbo! Reader <33 being roommates in college & youâre ALWAYS flirting with him <33
đYour impossibly short pajamas that you wear around the house get even shorter as you two become closer. And eventually you switch to wearing JUST underwear and a t shirt.
đEthan never says anything about it, heâs not that kind of guy, but that doesnât stop his eyes from wondering.
đYou play video games with him sometimes and sit down in his lap, pretty ass clad in a lacey thong and a band tee every time, making his face blush red and his pants get tight. You pretend not to notice, but youâre doing it on purpose!
đ(âYou like Mario kart? I love Mario kart! Well, I love princess peach, anywayâŠâ)
đAAAAA he helps you with your work all the time <3 itâs a wonder how you got into college, really. Heâs so so patient with you!! Knows how to teach you n help you through your work.
đYou make him a lot of bracelets and he wears every single one of them.
đ(âI made you this, E! You can wear it around your wrist or.. use it for anything you want, really!â)
đNotices the pink diary you always carry around, grinning like crazy when he sees an open page with the words âMrs. Landryâ and âEthan đâ in pretty bold letters.
đYou take him to meet some of your friends, pulling his hand along as he nervously approaches. You absolutely gush over him.
đâHey guys. This is Ethan, heâs my roommate! Isnât he cute?â And then running your hand through his curls and pressing a kiss to his blushing cheek.
đHeâs literally so crazy in love with you bye
omg can u write headcannons of bimbo! reader & pervy bsf! ethan đŁ
Perv bsf! Ethan Headcannons (18+)
If some of these r too weird Iâm sorry I jus couldnât resist đââïžđš heâs also kind of stalker ish in this oops
Warning: dubcon, stalking, just overall creep behavior
Perv! Ethan bending down next to you at any given moment to âget somethingâ (heâs actually looking up your skirt)
Perv! Ethan jacking into your used panties before wash day <3 sometimes even stealing them and keeping them in the little shrine he has of you
Perve! Ethan putting his cum in your lip gloss when you arenât looking :(( gets a hard on watching you use it the next day, completely clueless
Perv! Ethan watching you shower:)seeing you through the crack in the door n seeing your reflection in the mirror. Also uses your shampoo so he can be surrounded by your smell all the time
Perv! Ethan sneaking into your bedroom and jacking off to you when youâre asleep
Perv! Ethan breaking into your room when youâre gone and humping all your pillows and plushies </3
Perv! Ethan taking pictures of you while youâre sleeping so he can use them to jack off
Perv! Ethan purposely giving you phallic shaped desserts just so he can see you put them in your mouth <3 of course you eat them every single time.
Perv! Ethan getting you both matching best friend necklaces bc he knows youâll love them!! (He also knows that the chain on yours is long enough to reach down in between your tits and give him an excuse to stare).
Perv! Ethan putting sunscreen on your back over the summer!! If his hands accidentally drift too low,itâs just an accident!
Perv! Ethan drawing on your thighs as an excuse to touch them <3
Perv! Ethan stealing your perfume when youâre gone and spraying it on his pillows so he can smell you when he masturbates
Guys what happened to coryosbaby pls help, Iâve been searching for what feels like FOREVER. Feels like queen just like fell off the face of the earth đ
