sukuna is an ass, it’s a good thing his best friend, toji is around to fuck you instead !!
“fushiguro…? what’re you doing here?” you said between sobs, trying to hide your tear stained face away from him. the last thing you wanted him to do was to start worrying again. but toji knew better, he was your douchebag of a boyfriend’s best friend after all.
“he left you again?” he plops next to you like it’s a routine, cradling you in his arms while you clutch his shirt. to say he was tired of this routine would be an understatement. and toji fushiguro was about to show you exactly what you were missing out on.
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“fushi—hhnng t-this is wrong we can’t be—” you sobbed into his sheets, his room dangerously close to sukuna’s while you tried to muffle your moans into his mattress while his hips snapped against yours.
“it’s toji to you, doll, and please how many times has sukuna left you all needy like this, huh? i can take such goood care of you, c’mon now.” he cooed, his massive, calloused hands roaming every inch of your body, his lips tracing your flesh almost reverently—like he wanted to commit your body to memory.
sukuna was never like this. he always got himself off, his hands rough against your skin, his nails always digging into your flesh. toji was attentive where sukuna was not.
and poor, oblivious you—you never really saw the way toji looked at you. the way he was always around to pick up his friend’s stupid messed, the way he was always around when sukuna fucked up.
you could feel toji’s cock throbbing inside of you—he was big and gods he knew how to use it.
your moans almost pornographic as they echoed across the walls while his fat cock bullied your poor cunt.
“w—what if he hears us—hck..”
“well, that’s ever better, doll? he’d finally get to hear how well i treat his poor girl.”
you gasped against him, while his arms gripped your waist, his mouth meeting yours in a kiss that was almost starving. if you didn’t know any better, you’d think toji had wanted to do this for ages.
you were writhing underneath him, your entire body soft, flushed, and utterly pliant while he pounded into, occasionally curling your poor clit while tears streamed down your pretty face.
“tell me to stop when it’s too much, alright, pretty?”
you nodded against him while his trusts slowed down, your walls fluttering around him when he leaned over to press kisses against your neck.
“sukuna’s a fool, it’s a good thing i’m around, right?”
“nngh..he isn’t t—that bad…”
“oh please.” he almost scoffed against you while your back arched, your gummy walls squeezing his cock juuust right before you saw stars, cumming against his dick like he’d always dreamed of. he’d been waiting for sukuna to slip up just enough to have you tangled in his arms. and none of his filthy depraved dreams did the sight of you spamming around his cock, arching against him while you took all of him justice.
“gods, you’re so pretty, doll.” he whispered while you came down from your high, thrusting into you again before pulling out right before he came, his sticky cum coating your stomach while his cock rested on top of you, flushed, leaking and slowly softening.
you were covered in sweat while toji hovered above you, toji’s cum glistening on your abdomen, slowly dripping down to your poor cunt.
you were flushed against him, his entire body laid down on top of yours, crushing you underneath him while you giggled.
unbeknownst to the two of you, sukuna was right outside the room, listening to every second of this mess, and much to his dismay, he’d found himself fisting his cock, while his best friend fucked his pretty girlfriend, listening to toji making you moan his name while you sobbed and whimpered, and before he knew it, sukuna had cum in his sweats, fisting his cock. like the fucking loser he was.
based on this fic but it’s an alternative ending !!
divider credits: @//pixopix .
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Oh gods above..
