masseuse!toji who only picks up shifts when he's in the need for some quick cash between missions at some fancy, well paying massage parlor. nsfw / minors dni.
it's usually slow, boring or almost unbearable, especially when his clients for the night are a bunch of married weirdo's in their 50s who keep on trying to inch their towel lower down over their ass as if to peak his interest.
it's on a random friday, however, that his interest does finally get peaked. but it's not from some desperate attempt, it's simply from just how sweet you look out of the gate.
how you give him a sheepish smile as you slip off your robe and lay on the table, telling him how it's your birthday and your best friend booked a session to spoil you. it's cute how slightly nervous you are as you shudder slightly as he begins his work on your shoulders before slowly relaxing and humming from the pleasure.
it's all going fine and well before his fingers dig into a specific spot in your lower back and you let out a moan, your back arching your ass upward from the intense concentration of pleasure.
it's as if time stops and the air heats up in the room as you tense up and his hands falter. your face burns in humiliation as you let out a nervous chuckle to shake off some of your mortification, "well that was awkward..."
he smirks in response and lets out a slick, "it's okay, you can make as much noise as you want, no one can hear~"
"o-oh..." you respond, giving him that sheepish look once more before laying your head back down on the pillow. but the damage has already been done, and toji feels a flush of heat rush down to his groin from your moan playing over and over in his mind as his hands continue kneading, while ever so slightly beginning to wander.
your breath hitches as you feel his hands inching up your thighs by a millimeter each time before you bite your lip and slowly press back into his touch, heart rate picking up from how out of character your attempt at escalating the situation is.
but hey, at least it seems to have worked, because sooner or later toji's fingers find themselves rubbing against your clit while his other hand grips your neck and pins your upper body to the massage table; your ass arched up towards him as you whine into the soft padded surface, hips subconsciously grinding back into him for more.
and the bastard is just eating it up, the scar across his lip pulling slightly from the sly grin spread across his lips as he watches your desperation. "not so fast, ma'am," he drawls lazily, as if he has all the time in the world, "i'm an expert..."
your mouth falls open in a moan as his fingers suddenly slip into the warm walls of your starved pussy, the creamy essence of your arousal from his earlier ministrations serving as enough lubricant for two of his digits to slide to the complete hilt of his knuckles.
the way he fills you up is enough to bring all those lonely nights you've spent trying to please yourself to shame as he begins to move, and the way he's curling his middle and ring fingers up in that come hither motion to massage that spongy spot in your core like you've never felt before has your mind reeling and whines tumbling out of your mouth.
"please, please, please- keep doing it like tha- aah! fuck..." you babble incoherently as you push back against his hand, your words catching in your throat as he suddenly picks up the pace and your cream slicked, gummy walls suction around him, the sound of your pussy weeping filling the space between the two of you.
"s'that right? i can tell with how you keep fuckin' grippin' me~" the brute of a man grunts out, his stupid pants feeling even tighter than normal, particularly in the groin area, as he watches how pretty your hole looks in the dim lighting, wet and desperate for something only he can provide right now.
in no time his techniques have your stomach heating up and tightening, your cries of pleasure reaching a crescendo as you begin to reach your peak, pussy fluttering wildly as your toes curl and you start to tear up from how good the pressure in your cunt feels.
"s-sir, i-i think i'm gonna- fuuuuck!" you cry into the table as hot spurts of liquid gush out around his ever moving fingers in a way that has you gasping from both the shock of the intensity of your orgasm and the outstanding sensation wracking through you body as your thighs tremble.
toji just watches in complete awe from how prettily you manage to lose yourself in the feeling, watching your pretty pussy tighten and cum just for him; it's enough to make a man fall in love really.
"shit, ma... you enjoy squirtin' for random strangers or am i just special?~"
your face heats up from his words as you try to gather your thoughts from your hazy, blissful brain before another mewl escapes your throat as his fingers slowly slip out and you watch him bring his hand to his laps, those dangerous verdant eyes set on yours as he lewdly sucks your juices off his digits, the groan he lets out from your taste sending a shiver down your spine.
"mmm, never had a pussy taste so good..." he hums out with another smirk before the hand he had around the nape of your neck releases you and moves to lazily untie the drawstrings of his pants.
"since you were such a good client, i think you deserve a more... extensive internal massage, pretty girl...~"
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