toji was the average frat boy. partying late almost every week till he was fast asleep on on a random persons couch. drinking till he felt incredibly sick in the morning. and sleeping around with some of the annoying sorority girls, only to leave them on read the next day.
but one thing he absolutely despised was going to class and actually doing the work. i mean sure, he’ll do the work, but half ass it. during class, he wouldn’t jot down a single note, only scribbling doodles in his notebook or listening to music with his headphones. and during tests, he always would pick the letter c for multiple choice questions. he had other things to worry about anyway.
but surely enough, he saw his grades plummet to the ground, having low c’s to having straight d’s and f’s. somehow, everyone knew tojis grades were low, since that damn white haired immature brat gojo ran his mouth like a bitch. soon enough, girls would practically kiss tojis ass if it meant to tutor him, thinking they’ll finally have a spot in his bed.
“oh tojiii~ ill do all your work for you this semester!!”
“ill promise to get you to the top of the class! come on toji, you know you want it.”
all those girls were tryhards, if toji was a ugly loner, no one would want him. at least not as much as they liked him since he was in a lousy fraternity. he would probably be the joke of the entire college campus.
but he had been observing a specific girl. you were someone who would rather keep to yourself, only chatting with a few close friends. you were always the person that the professor would give shoutouts to, the prime example that everyone in class should follow. the perfect college student in someone’s eyes.
at first, toji really didn’t pay you any mind, only catching glances at you through the halls or as you answered or asked questions during class. but soon, he started to feel this strange feeling everytime he thought of you. toji hadn’t experienced this before, trying to rub it off with every excuse in the book.
he was a frat boy, he shouldn’t be catching feelings for a girl no one even knew personally, he thought. but no matter how much his mind tried to refuse you, you always found your way into his mind, leaving your mark. so when his professor recommended that he take some tutoring from you, his mind started to race, thinking what he could possibly do at this moment.
“well mr fushiguro, what do you say?” toji stood, his backpack hanging from one of his broad shoulders. he sighed loud as he started down at his shoes.
“i guess man.” once the words left his lips, he turned to exit the empty classroom, shutting the door behind him with his hands stuffed in his pockets. now he finally has a excuse to come up to you to start some conversation.
the next day, you walked outside to the lone bench you’d always sat on, both of the scraps of your backpack on your shoulders and textbook in hand. you sat down, the bench creaking when you did, as you took your backpack off, sitting it by your legs on the rough concrete, and opened the old looking textbook.
you were so locked in on reading the information inside the book that you didn’t even realize the small group of frat boys walking right past you. satoru gojo, suguru geto, ryomen sukuna, naoya zenin, and of course, toji.
toji took a quick peek at you, slowing his walking pace as he sneaked behind the guys who somehow didn’t even realize he left them. he slyly came up to you, hovering over as you still were reading, not paying attention to anything else.
“aye, tutor me.” tojis tone of words came off as demanding and mean, like a bully telling their victim to give them lunch money. you quickly lifted your head at the sound at his deep voice, immediately locking eye contact. you already knew about toji and what he was. but something in you was draw to him like a magnet, maybe it was his chiseled face? maybe his brawny build? or maybe his—
“why is you staring at me like that, yes or no?” he used the same tone as before but softer. he talked with everyone like that, why were you a slight exception? your eyes widened, not even realizing you’d zone out that badly. you instantly fold at tojis words.
“oh! umm.. sure-“ suddenly, an agonizing, obnoxious voice can be heard yelling for toji.
“come on cuzzooo… the hell you doing with this bitch? one of the frat boys, naoya, ran up to the two of you, shooting a stank look your direction before his face was beaming with joy for toji. naoya had a terrible reputation for disrespecting any woman that he came up to, almost like it was an instinct of his.
“don’t call her that, the fuck wrong with you? you know i dont play the disrespect shit.” toji pushed naoya away as he stumbled a little. naoya pouted at him as toji moved to block you in case naoya tried something stupid. you just stayed seated, your heart lodged into your throat.
the word bitch stung, especially when it came from naoya. he didn’t know a thing about you, and yet he used that word on purpose just to hurt you. it was degrading, but thankfully toji was there to tone him down. toji jerked his head back to the group as naoya rolled his eyes, digging to find his phone in his pocket as he trotted back, fixing the backwards baseball cap on his head.
“damn, sorry about that. don’t worry about him, he’s a bitch himself.” he snickered at his own words. “uhh.. still up for that tutoring?” you quickly wiped your eyes, trying to hold back the embarrassed tears that were about to drop.
“ahem- yeah, im up for it.” you grabbed your textbook and backpack, throwing it onto your back. “at my dorm at about six?” toji nodded as he waved back at you, going on his way. that little gesture he did made your heart flutter, and you didn’t even know why. you felt a bit special since you’ve never seen him do that with anyone else.
or maybe you were just overthinking…
six pm arrives surely, but slowly. ever since the incident earlier, all you could think about was how you were going to be alone with THE toji fushiguro for at least an hour, even if it meant nothing to him. but what you didn’t know was that toji was thinking the same thing. at this point he’ll admit it, he has a crush on you. he wanted to be tutored by you, and only you.
because you were his, even if you didn’t know yet.
you were standing in the small bathroom in your dorm, drying your hair off from the steamy shower, when a firm thud was heard from the front of the room. you jumped at the sound, setting the towel down onto the counter as you dashed over to the door. when opened, there stood toji, only accompanied with a red folder, a sheet of paper, and a wooden pencil.
but that’s not the part you focused on. he wore a long sleeved white compression shirt on that hugged his hard abs in all the right places, and some baggy grey sweatpants, followed by some black slides.
“first time being tutored, didn’t know what to bring.” he let himself in, not letting a word slip through your lips as he came behind you. you pressed your lips together, trying your best not to smile at him. he was so cute, even if he didn’t try.
“don’t worry, we’ll just start with one subject, ok?” you hop onto your bed, signaling with your pointer finger for him to sit with you. “come sit.”
“alright, baby.” excuse me?
did he just call you.. baby? yeah, he definitely did. he didn’t even try to correct himself, maybe he didn’t notice? your lips turn into a smirk as you cover your face with the sleeve of your large jacket. toji sat right in front of you, leaning in close to the point when you could feel his breath tease at your lips.
“h-hey.. let’s start with-“
his lips crashed into yours, his tongue sliding into your mouth with ease, like he’d craved for you for all this time. the kiss got deeper as he held both sides of your face with his large hands. of course, you kissed him back, even if you couldn’t give it your all like toji.
“fuck. im tired of holding myself back. your mine, don’t care what anyone says.” toji broke away from the kiss, a saliva string appearing. with a swift motion, he picked you up as he put you into his lap, feeling the thick bulge of his cock through his sweats. all of this was so surprising to you. why would a boy like him want you? he was playing you, for sure.
“im sorry, i-i can’t..” you awkwardly slide off of tojis lap, trying to avoid eye contact with him. you wanted this so bad, but your mind was telling you otherwise. he’s just a frat boy, one night you mean the world to him, the next day you’re the ground he walks on.
“i know what your thinking. “oh he’s a stupid frat boy!” “oh he’s doesn’t have any feelings!”” he bends his fingers for quotation marks.
“im telling you right now, and im not repeating myself. you’re different.” your eyes widened, feelings the intense heat come through your whole body.
different. it stuck for a moment.
those sly looks he would give you all around campus, and when you would catch him, he quickly shot his attention back to something else in the distance. or when he’d shoot these random smiles at you. you felt warm, comfort, everything you saw him, but you weren’t sure it was real. those were the moments that made you develop a small crush on toji in the first place.
“come on, out of everyone you would understand me, y’know? that’s why i caught feelings for you in the first place.” it felt fuzzy and weird saying that out loud.
“you’re not like them other girls out there. that’s what i like. shit, what’s the fucking point of me saying this if you’re gonna-“
you pull toji in by his shirt, your lips locking back onto his. it was passionate, but rough, the both of you relishing in each other’s taste. you could feel a fire spark in your belly, the tension getting to you, needing more. toji fell on top of you as he removed your shorts, throwing the across the room like they were trash. he caught a glimpse of a wet patch on your panties, all because of him.
“damn, your soaked. you wanted this as much as me huh.” he pried your legs wide open, throwing your thighs onto his shoulders, as he dragged your damp panties to the side, the cold air hitting your pretty cunt. a muffled moan was pulled from your throat, trying to hold back from completely falling in the pleasure in front of toji.
toji dove into your sensitive area, something you’d imagined for so long. you didn’t expect for this moment to leave your eyelids, envisioning the lewdest scenes that had the potential to be in a porno while you drowned in your own pleasure. wishing that your fingers were tojis, or better yet, his thick cock. making yourself orgasm, and the aftermath leaving you disappointed as ever, longing for him, and only him.
tojis eyes darkened as he devoured you, his tongue flicking between your slick folds while his lips suctioned onto your nub. if he kept going at this rate, you weren’t going to last. no wonder girls around campus always bragged when they got the chance to sleep with him. toji was very experienced and rough, and that turned you on even more, your juices spilling out of your pussy.
“a-ah! mmgh yes.. right there..” you arched you back as you grinned against tojis mouth, tugging his hair down so he was nuzzled into your engulfing heat. tojis deepened green eyes stared at you, watching you turn into putty in his grasp. nothing could stop your orgasm from toppling over you, cries and whimpers fill the room as you feel a sense of electricity run through your body.
but toji didn’t stop, not until he realized it was too much for you.
he pulled his mouth away from your seeping cunt as he left soft kisses all over it, not wanting to leave beneath you just yet. but the way your thighs shivered and you legs jerked back, he finally sat up for your sake. toji looked down at your tired expression as he lowered his sweats just enough so his length could finally be free.
he was long, more than the average size. the tip was a rosy pink color that was similar to his lips. veins showed clearly on his olive skin while his pubes were cleanly shaved, only leaving his happy trail behind. it pointed at you like a target that was destined to be destroyed.
“ill be soft on you.. not that cruel.” he saw how you were practically drooling at the sight of him, and he adored it. he scooted closer as he lined himself up with you, covering his tip with your wetness.
“ready doll?” toji teased as he started to move himself into you, slowly but surely, waiting for your response. it was a little embarrassing, you didn’t even want to look in his face, knowing you’re not lasting this round either. you nod your head, covering your eyes with your forearm.
“use your words, or your waiting. last chance, ma.”
toji buried himself into you, quickly setting a repeated pace, as he began to snap his hips against yours, pushing your thighs down so that you wouldn’t squirm as much. you knew you weren’t going to last, you were too far gone to stop yourself now.
“mm.. not gonna last.. nghh..” you dug your nails into tojis forearms as your eyes rolled in the back of your head. you desperately wanted to cum for him, so you began to back your hips up everytime he thrusted inside of your gummy walls, trying to put on a show for him.
“go ahead, not gonna stop you.” and you did exactly what he said. you let yourself go as your final orgasm crashed into you, the pleasure dissolving into your body as your body shook and your vision almost flashed white. toji pulled out of you, your slit flooded with all of your fluids lewdly spilling out of you.
“now let’s start with that tutoring you promised.” toji pulled his sweats up, grabbing the paper and pencil still laying on the bed. “my grades are pretty pitiful, not gonna lie.”
it was weird that he switched the topic so fast. making you feel so good and dragging two orgasms out of you only to grab some meaningless paper and pencil. but you didn’t show your emotions, you just covered your private area back with your panties, and began tutoring him like nothing happened. the tension between you two was thick, the air feeling heavier than usual.
a couple of hours past, and you and toji were knocked out cold on your bed. you somehow fell asleep first, and when toji realized, he sneaked beside you as he threw his arm around your shoulder, holding him closer to you, as he soon fell into a deep slumber.
the next day came along, the bright sunlight beaming into your room as you slowly woke up. your eyelids still felt heavy as your mind ran in circles trying to peace together what happened the night before. looking around the room you finally realized that toji had left, maybe a little bit after you felt asleep? your memory was still fuzzy, you didn’t remember much. all you remember was toji coming over, sleeping with him, and then fallling into a slumber.
you felt your heart drop. you knew you shouldn’t have let your guard down like that, knowing someone like toji. but you still wanted to believe that this wasn’t just a one night stand, that it wasn’t just a game to him.
you grab your phone from off the nightstand as you open instagram. most of the drama that happened on campus would be here. whether it would be on someone’s page, someone’s story, or someone notes. when you opened your direct messages and instantly saw multiple students notes, stating:
“omgg did yall hear allat noise last night?”
“swear it was coming from that one girls dorm, dk her name tho”
“GUYS GUYS IT WAS TOJI AND THAT GIRL OMGGG”
“dang he really stooped that low LMAOOO”
thanks to the thin room walls, almost everyone could hear what you and toji were doing the previous night. your face burned from feeling uncomfortable and uneasy. the one thing that was on your mind was how you were going to get a hold of toji to see what was happening. but thankfully to you, toji had already dmed you a few hours earlier. the text read:
“hey, doll. sorry i had to leave u, football game’s tonight and the boys r practicing. anyway, even if you don’t want me to talk to u after this, i don’t care. at this point, i feel like an addict everytime i can’t get to you or see you. i need you man, im serious. i can even prove it to u in anyway, u jst gotta trust me, k? i can even take you to the game tonight so we can talk it out?”
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