cuffing a competitive toji and overstimulating him đȘœ
mdni. maybe ooc. not proofread. wc: 533
now, toji thinks he can handle whatever you throw at him. after all, heâs never been one to back down.
so, when you brought out your vibrator, he scoffed and told you to give it your best shot.
now, heâs lying on your bed, hands cuffed, having come twice now. normally, he can go a few more times. but this is different. this time, youâre not easing up on him.
âj-jesus, ah.. give me a break, yeah?â he groans, voice low. his dick twitches helplessly against the wand. you dont ease up, pressing it a little further against his angry, red tip.
âhm? iâm giving you my best shot, just like ya told me to. donât tell me its too much?â you coo, smiling down at him cockily.
he snarls, his stubbornness evident. âwhat? who said that? sânot too much..â he lied, defensive.
you chuckle, seeing straight through his facade. âah, then i guess itâs fine if i keep going? ah, maybe i could turn this up a bit..â you say, pressing the button to turn it up a notch.
he hisses, hips bucking upwards. âhah.. damn..â his wrists tug on the cuffs. âc-come on. at least take these offa me.â
you tut, dragging the wand up and down his shaft. his head tips back, mouth opening in a low moan. ânuh uh. you said you could handle it. you know the safe word if you need it.â
âfuck, god, no. i donât need to use the-â his words are cut off with another hearty groan as you up the speed yet again.
âyou sure? you seem pretty fucked out to me, âji.â he doesnât say anything, eyes squeezed shut and jaw clenched. once again, he fights against the cuffs.
"you know, i'd be more convinced if you weren't leakin' all over yourself, cutie." at this, he huffs.
"oh? what's that? want me to speed it up again? bet you'd like that."
so, you do. only this time- you add your tongue to the mix. you hold the vibrator against his balls, sucking at his tip.
"fuck! ah, come on, that's not..." he mutters, voice growing increasingly desperate as he gets closer.
you pull off of him, a string of spit connecting your perfect lips to his dick. the sight alone is enough to make his dick throb. "what, you gonna cum? again?"
"god, i swear, the moment i get out of these fuckin' handcuffs, m'gonna-" you cut him off, taking him deep in your throat. he groans, hips bucking into your mouth involuntarily. your eyes water.
"yeah, mm.. take it. gonna cum." he babbles as you continuously bob your head. it was getting too much for him. he wouldn't last much longer, not with the combined sensations of your tongue and the vibrator, along with the thrill of the cuffs.
you hum around his length, and it breaks him. he lets out a humiliating cry, hips thrusting upwards as he climaxes for the third time in a row.
you slow your pace and pull off, grinning and batting your eyelashes at him and his flushed skin.
"bet you're too chicken to go a fourth."
a/n. - sorry this was rushed anyways give me him NOOOOOWWW