Chapter 1 : FATE BOUND BY CURSES Chapter 2 : BLACK ORCHIDS Chapter 3 : ONLY GOD KNOWS ------------------------------------------------------------------------------Chapter 4: AS YOU MAY YOUR HIGHNESS Chapter 5 : HOPES AND DESPAIR
The bar was completely empty , only leaving the familiar scent of fancy liquors and wine. The hall was completely quiet , people were packing up and ready to go home.
Toji was putting on his leather jacket , half drunk and half awake.
"mmh , y/n where are you? time to go home. Or I bet you're still in the toilet trying to fit in you're dress"
As Toji chuckled to himself , acting like a self talking maniac. He could see the staff cleaning up the mess. It smelt like bleach , the memories flodded of the time you used to clean their shared apartment.
The distinct smell of alcohol flooded Toji's mind.
"Damn , where is she now"
The silence along with Toji's soft mumble echoed the halls , only then was he more concerned when you didn't answer.
He walked right outside the women's bathroom , eager to hear you respond.
"Oh y/n , hurry up . We're getting late."
The guilt and worry in his voice was clearly audible.
"Sir , what are you doing outside the women's washroom? We'll have to escort you out of here."
Toji could hear the heavy clicking footsteps of the security's boots walking towards him from behind.
His palms were sweating , his mind was bursting with uncontrollable what if thoughts. His voice was shaky and unstable , his pulse was beating rapidly.
You could hear his heartbeat , like it was trying to escape from inside.
"I-i , m-my girl-f-friend is in-inside. I-i'm waiting for-for her."
"Well sir , if you don't get out in under 20 minutes . We're calling the cops."
He reluctantly agreed, after all he deeply loved you . You were his pookie wookie , sugar bun , baby girl after all. But he was too cocky to show his true feelings to you , but more worse-
He was scared to loose you.
He couldn't bear the sight of loosing you. He hated that , he hated the fact he treated you like this . He hated the fact that he didn't shower you with affection earlier.
He hated the fact he was like this infront of you.
"Sir is this your girlfriend??"
He lost it , he completely lost it,
"Oh fuck , no - no- no. This can't be happening , this can't be true . No,NO NO."
To him , you were his whole world.
There , he saw your dead corpse hanging in the rope , the pretty red dress you wore was covered in blood.
He rested his head against your dead body, sobbing and tears shed from his eyes to his suit.
"oh , f-fuck baby . I should've known better. I promise I won't do this ever again. Please - please give me another chance , I promise I'll be mature and treat you better."
His voice and heart were shattered , he couldn't bear the weight of guilt seeing him loose you.
And for the first time in your relationship - he felt affection towards you.
He pecked your head , which was now pale due to the stop of blood flow from hanging yourself from the rope.
The cemetery was barely lit and empty. Only remained a few graves in proper state.
And one of those graves were yours.
Toji would often visit you after of even during your work hours.
He'd bring flowers, choclates , gifts and even food sometimes , all of your favourite kind.
"Hey ma , sorry I'm late. That bastard boss left me late. I bought you your favourite pasta. Its the one with the alfredo sauce , just the way you liked it."
He'd even clean your cemetery from time to time.
The action would never stop , not even if he was dead.
Warnings: ANGST , chubby fem!reader , insecurities , sucidial!thoughts , mention of consumption of alcohol, bad influence, SU1C1DE
pairing : fem!reader x Toji
MDNI!
A/n : Guys I'm so sorry for writing sad lil shit abt our favourite gangsta daddy 😰
For the record – you've always been insecure about your body. You'd see those other posts of instagram models flexing their huge curves and tiny waists , but you? you'd just lie on your couch the whole day feeling bad about yourself.
To make matters worse – your bf , Toji used to make little reminders about your body. He knew that you were aware about your insecurities. Even after knowing all that , he still chose to make 'harmless jokes' about your size.
"Babe , it's just a harmless joke" was what he said when he make a complete fool infront of the strangers in target when you went to buy a t-shirt for your niece. You could clearly hear the silence and the sound of squeking shopping carts rolling forward while you were still picking out t-shirts.
After coming home , you tried to brush off that akward moment in target, but it didn't work. You tried to confront Toji about it but he just shrugged it off – like it was the most normal thing ever.
"I mean that is true , you can't deny it . And plus its just some harmless joke right??" you could hear the cockiness in his voice , almost to which made your blood boil. Just because you were a little more bigger than most women , didn't mean he could take advantage of you – treating you like some fucking animal.
Once you were even doubting yourself if Toji actually loved you or not , or he was just using you for his own entertainment. Sometimes you wanted to disappear in the void when he was making his "jokes" about you infront of starangers , peers and even your own family.
The last straw came when you and him got invited to a gathering with his friends. At home while you were getting ready with him - you wore an elegant long silk slip dress , while Toji just pinched you really hard on the hand.
"oww , what was that for Toji?" you shrieked , still rubbing the sore part.
"Hmm , your skin is so thick , almost like leather . If you were in the 1800s , I'd use your skin as bulletproof armor." He said it in the most cocky and joking voice , almost like he was trying to give an indirect comment about your body.
If that wasn't enough , in the event- you sat in the corner just sipping plain water because you'd know that Toji would make another about how ' wine was gonna add another few pounds and how it was going to stain my dress'.
Then him and his friends drank lots of alcohol , almost intentionally trying to get drunk. One of Toji's female friend's asked him "So , what do you like about that y/n girl?"
"No , I'd never choose her over you . I mean - she's such a ugly , good for nothing piece of shit . A slut - if you'd ask me , she thinks she's so soft and beautiful and all but in reality that little pip'squeak bitch doesn't even know how to stand up for herself."
That was it - you felt that the whole world had shattered , 7 fucking years of relationship down the drain in 2 fucking minutes.
You tried to speak , but the pain was that deep that nothing came out of your mouth.
You ran away crying and sobbing in the bathroom. And you had no other choice and thought in mind but to hang yourself. Flashbacks of Toji's words came.
"I mean don't ever try to hang yourself , the rope could'nt handle your weight."
So you took a rope next to the expensive glass in that club and you hung yourself.
Blood was dripping down your throat and you're whole face was pale , it was only then when you realised "that's what Toji really wanted from the beginnig".
satoru has been glued to his phone all afternoon, yapping away with suguru like the world might collapse if he stopped for a second. you tried—oh, you tried—to get his attention, but it’s useless. his laugh, his stupid little mmhm noises, all of it directed at the glowing screen instead of you. rude.
“toru-” you begin, repeating his name with increasing irritation, but his attention remains firmly lodged in his phone. the sort of rapt focus usually reserved for catastrophic emergencies or, apparently, his best friend’s anecdotes.
finally, your patience snap. fuck it. if he won’t look at you, you’ll make him. slowly, you make a big show of tugging at the hem of your shirt, inching it up-up-up till it’s under your chin, your tits fully out on display.
“satoru gojo!” sharper this time. he raises his head. the phone slips from his hand, clattering to the floor with a thunk. “shit-wait, what—” he chokes out, completely forgotten was suguru on the other end.
you smirk, lowering your shirt back down.
“w-what? no! c’mon, i wasn’t ready to-” satoru whines, a little indignant tremble in his voice. “hey! don’t cover up! i was appreciating! at least let me—ugh. that’s not fair!”
and then he drops on his knees. literally. you think he’s going for his phone, but nope. he’s kneeling in front of you, head tipped back, those ridiculous big blue eyes sparkling with longing. his bottom lip jutted out in a pout.
“i was just… i mean… can’t i, please? just one more peek—” he groans, fingers twitching like he might reach before stopping himself. you cross your arms, enjoying every second of the spectacle of the strongest sorcerer groveling at your feet. he lets out a strangled sound, chest heaving, head dropping forward before snapping back up, and you can see the outline of his cock straining against his slacks.
“no,” you purr, savouring the way he shudders at the word. “listen first. then maybe.”
satoru would be hella pissed and hurt if you called him bro or dude like, no, that man is your husband! the light of your life, your baby boy, your cuddle bug, your shmookie poo, your pookie bear :’( !! he’ll say it all to your face with tears in his eyes until you’re apologizing profusely, taking him into your arms (he takes advantage and starts nuzzling and nipping at your breasts)
would bro be interested in doing the ass or tits with my goat rin or maybe even sae if you write him 😈
Ahhh... you're freak? But then again so am I so you ask and you shall damn well recieve!
Itoshi brothers getting freaky with your tits and ass!
✮⋆˙ | cw: anal and tit fucking. DUH? Um, I think fem!reader with big enough boobs is necessary for this ask. I'M SORRY MY SMALL TITTY DIVAS! WE LOVE YOU, BELIEVE ME! but your ass size shouldn't matter! Slighty subby rin? This is also kinda rushed idk?
✮⋆˙ | you can tell who i like more in this i think...
wc: 1k+
Rin itoshi!
Now, me personally, I believe Rin would hate the whole aspect of fucking someone in the ass or the tits. He for sure believes it's unsanitary and probably would say no when you ask him for the first time, but then would eventually get fed up from several times you ask him.
Surprisingly, he was actually super nervous. So, you decided to let him pick between your ass and tits, saying that you'll try one today and then the other another day. Of course he picked your tits first, finding it the most sanitary out of the two options.
But fuck, he had no idea tit-fucking could feel this good. He was sure all the people yapping online were for sure lying, but now? He is fighting back his words! Once he felt those plush tits of yours wrap his cock, it was all over for him. He had to hold himself back from cumming multiple times.
Your tits felt like warm clouds around his cock as you guided them up and down the length of his dick. He couldn't even describe how good it felt, not with words anyway, more with whimpers and groans. His knuckles turning white from how hard he was gripping onto the sheets below the two of you.
He barely lasted ten minutes before his cum splattered all along the surface of your titties, and shit, you looked so pretty with his cum smothered all them. Yeah... he's definitely doing this again.
Now your ass was on another scale. You were in the doggy position when he was very much frozen. He was, obviously, still very much sceptical, but nonetheless you shove the lube into his hand which he sighs but complies to your wordless demand, squeezing the cold, sticky liquid all over his cock and then your asshole, watching it twitch in awe once the coolness of the lube touches it.
He asks you one last time if you're sure, and once you say yes, he's sliding himself in. He made sure to go slow - not wanting to hurt you. His breath hitches once he's fully in, telling you so and also adding on for you to tell him when your ready to move. In his head he was praying you weren't gonna say to move to soon because he was sure to cum right then and there. If it was even possible, your ass was a lot tighter than your pussy was. Thank god for the lube because the two of you would've been fucked.
He shakes his head when you tell him your ready - snapping out of his lewd thoughts. His hands tightened their grip on your waist before slowly pulling his hips back away from your ass before pushing them back against it. His tip hitting perfectly against your prostate, causing your ass to throw back against him, making you both moan in response when you do.
A few thrusts later and the two of you are crashing down from your highs. His orgasm pooling inside of you while your slick coats your thighs.
Safe to say Rin would try again... maybe if you beg him to, like hell he'll ask to do so again.
︵‿୨♡୧‿︵
Sae itoshi!
With Sae, he was probably more interested than Rin. Perking up and eyebrow when you ask him the question, wanting to try new things in the bedroom rather than the usual pussy-fucking. He shrugged and said yes. He actually seemed somewhat excited, a soft glimmer in his eyes that most people closer to him noticed when he was excited - proving your point.
Unlike Rin, Sae actually wanted to fuck your ass first!
Squeezing decent amount of lube on your ass and his dick. He waited for your words of approval before pushing himself in the tight hole, the lube helping himself inside of you. He pats your ass to indicate that he's fully inside of you.
Being barely able to speak, you nod. A silent way to tell him he can move, which he did. Going a little too fast to begin with, causing your breath to catch up in your throat. The obnoxiously loud noise of his pelvis hitting your ass filling up the room with each thrust. Your ass is absolutely going to be his second favourite before your pussy.
The rim of your ass so eagerly squeezing around his cock, like it couldn't get enough of it. The more you arch your back, the more both of you inched closer to cumming. He sped up the pace, drilling himself in and out of your ass until you both do so. Both of you cumming at the same time.
Once he calms down, he pulls himself out of you. His eyes half-lidded as he watches his cum seeps out of your twitching asshole. Yeah, this is becoming a routine in your sex life.
Your tits he didn't show much enthusiasm for. He's more of an ass man anyway.
Though, the lack of enthusiasm boosted to more enthusiasm than one can count once the soft mounds of your boobs wrap his cock.
Without a doubt, he's already bucking his hips against your tits, fucking his cock in between cleavage. You followed his movements, guiding your tits up and down him in time of his movements. In no time, he was cumming on your tits. The softness of your titties pushed against his dick was too much for him to bare, so yeah, he came all over them.
Again, your tits were up there on the scale. Coming in third between your pussy and ass.
Okay, a random thought that appeared on the back of my head😭😭
Mahito is literally the type of person to say , ''tch , give it a try" or "it'll be fine" tryna convince you to have sex with him . Then he'll literally have hatesex or rough sex or literally fuck you dumb and no , he won't even say "wow , you did such a good job baby" or "wow , I'm so proud of you" or any praises while doing it , he'll just fuck you so rough making you loose your ability to walk. Like he'll literally force you to do things , like hell no that nigga won't even get you to cum on his dick without forcing you to 😭😭. At the end , that bitch himself won't even do aftercare and just say "suck it up'' or some shit like that and eventually make you clean yourself .
I'm so fucking nauseous even thinking about that , imagine experiencing it💀💀😭😭 , rip my legs
This is for all the mahito fans out there , not tryna have beef with the mahito fans💀💀🖤
Also this blog is literally so fucking messed up , btw just a beginner noob writer💀💀😔😔
rin claims that his hobbies are watching horror movies and playing horror games but it's actually having you on his lap while playing with your tits and fingering you.
#needthat
18+ rin itoshi smut his hobbies mdni
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people think rins favourite activity during his days off would be horror movies and athletes conditioning, or maybe watching a football match or perhaps movies that include gore and blood.
they’re all wrong. because this is his favourite activity— your thighs being spread open by his legs as your sat on his bulge, completely stripped and vulnerable for him while he uses one hand to pinch and fiddle with your perky tit and the other one tracing down to your glistening pussy to play with it.
his fingers weren’t slender or specially long, but they were girthy and thick, just 2 fingers in you was able to make you whimper and squirm like an idiot, “you can’t even take my fingers, how’re you gonna hold up when i put my cock into you, princess?” with that stupidly smug tone of his.
you should be embarrassed from how loud your pussy slicks whenever his fingers move, you should be hating how smug and arrogant he sounded, yet the only thing you’re able to say or do is moan out his name like its a prayer.
“riiinnn, rinn,, p-lease! ah! rin, rin rin rinn,, rinnnnnnnnn!..” your back arched away from his stomach as he hooked his fingers upwards, rubbing against your g-spot. he placed tender kisses against the side of your head, a contrast from how rough his fingers are fucking into you.
“you’re going dumb on my fingers?” he asked, mumbling against your head, his voice vibrating throughout your skull. your hands gripped onto his thighs, letting out a breathy moan,
“rinn,, w’na cumm, wan c-cum, ple-ase!” you begged before your body jerked upwards when rin pinched onto your tit particularly hard. “y’didnt answer my question, pretty. are you going dumb on my fingers? say it f’me.” your mouth fell agape, trying to voice something out with a strained voice, it was hard to keep composure when his fingers were basically like a sex machine,
“i-i, going,, d’mb- on your ffingers!” you managed to get out of your throat as he continued his assault on your pussy.
“goood girl.” his fingers left your hole and trailed up to your sensitive bud, starting to rub against it furiously before your moans started coming out like a raging waterfall.
after you came, you desperately tried to crawl away from rins hold with shaky legs and a fucked out hole before your body dragged against the mattress as rin yanked you back by your ankles, flipping you over and holding your head to his chest. his fingers that were just in your hole tilted your chin up gently, revealing a face smothered in smudged mascara and tears. it was so, so, so wrong that the corners of his lips threatened to be pulled up as he saw that sight.
don’t worry, he’ll always end up pampering after pleasuring you dumb no matter how rough he was, he’ll set up a bath for you, feed you, dress you up in your pretty silky pyjamas and even do your skin care for you without you needing to move a muscle.
so yes— his favourite hobby isn’t watching horror movies or scary games, its pleasuring his girl until she falls apart in his arms.
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for all the people who've suffered an emotionally abusive father :)
“I’ve told you multiple times, I don’t always have the time to coddle you. Don’t you understand? I get home from a tiring mission and you’re being like this—”
You try to tune it out. You try, you really do. But it’s hard not to feel a little bit of anger — no, hurt — at how insensitive your husband, Satoru, is being. You had waited all day for him to come home. Today was your goddamn fifth wedding anniversary. You had decorated the living room with fairy lights, made his favorite dinner, even wore the soft blue sweater he liked — the one he once said made you look like “something out of a dream.”
And yet, the moment he stepped through the door, it was like none of that mattered. His shoulders were tense, his hair still damp from a rushed shower, the scent of lingering sorcery clinging to him like smoke. You had wrapped your arms around him, pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, whispered a “Happy anniversary, love” against his skin.
But he had just gently pushed you off.
Not harshly, no. Satoru was never cruel. But it was enough to make you freeze. Enough to stir that little ache in your chest you’d worked so hard to quiet over the years. Enough that it led to all this.
“I never asked you to coddle me, I was just—”
“Well, I was obviously indicating you give me some space. I don’t always have to kiss you and touch you. I get so tired sometimes and—”
“I know,” you interrupted, your voice barely above a whisper. “I get that you do. I just thought… I thought maybe today, of all days…”
Your voice cracks. You hate that it does.
Satoru exhales through his nose, running a hand through his hair in frustration before suddenly—falling silent.
Just like that.
Not another word. He turns his back, walks into the bedroom without so much as glancing at you again.
And it’s that silence that cuts deeper than anything else.
Because suddenly, you're not standing in your shared apartment with your husband. You're eighteen years old again, sitting on the bed in your room with a weird sense of despair coiling in your stomach, watching your father turn away after another minor argument he claimed wasn't worth his breath. Sitting there, trying to figure out what is wrong with you. You remember how he would go days– no, weeks, even months– without speaking to you, how you’d tiptoe around the house trying to be good, better, perfect — all so he’d finally look at you again.
It’s not the same, you know it isn’t.
But your chest tightens all the same. The air feels thick. Wrong.
And just like that, the old panic sets in. The kind that gnaws at your ribs and wraps around your lungs like a vice. You swallow hard, gripping your hands tightly in your lap. You’re back in a place you swore you'd never return to—feeling like a burden, like your love was too loud, too much. Like your father all over again, who’d shut down and ignore you for ages if you ever stepped even slightly out of line. You blink away the sudden sting in your eyes and sit on the edge of the couch, your fingers twisting in the hem of your sweater. You try to breathe, to rationalize, but the panic builds quickly, threatening to tip into something messy and raw.
And then suddenly—he’s there.
“Wait, what’s wrong? Baby—hey, talk to me,” he says quickly, eyes scanning your face. “Did I…? Shit. I messed up. I know I did. I’m so sorry.”
You look up at him, startled by the urgency in his voice. His blindfold is off now, and his cerulean eyes are wide, frantic. He drops to his knees in front of you, resting his hands on your thighs.
You shake your head, tears clinging to your lashes. “No, I’m sorry too. I didn’t mean to cling or make it harder on you. I know you’re tired from missions, and I should’ve just… I could’ve wrapped everything up. We didn’t have to celebrate. I just thought maybe even a few minutes would’ve been nice.”
“No, no, no, don’t say that,” he whispers immediately, voice cracking. “You didn’t do anything wrong. Don’t ever apologize for loving me. Please.”
You try to look away, but he gently cups your face, thumbing away the tears on your cheeks.
“It’s just… when you went quiet,” you murmur, “it brought me back to a place I hate. My dad used to do that. Walk away. Shut me out. Make me feel like I was nothing. Like I didn’t deserve even a word.”
“I’m so sorry,” he says again, this time softer. “I didn’t realize—I just thought you were being clingy, and I was tired, and I snapped, but that’s not an excuse. You didn’t do anything wrong. God, I just realised it’s our anniversary and I…”
You don’t realize you’re crying until he cups your face gently and wipes a tear away with his thumb.
His expression crumples, heartbreak swimming in his eyes. “God, baby, I didn’t know. I didn’t mean to—fuck, I never want to make you feel like that. Ever.”
“I know,” you whisper. “You’re not him. But sometimes, my heart forgets. I just wanted to celebrate with you,” you whisper, voice trembling. “And when you shut down like that, when you go quiet… It makes me feel like I’m back there again. Like I’m that girl who was never good enough, never worth talking to.”
His expression falls.
“Baby,” he breathes. “No. No, no, no. You’re worth everything. You’re worth so much more than I can ever put into words. I’m so sorry for making you feel like that. I swear to you, I’ll never walk away like that again. Not from you. Never from you.”
He pulls you into his arms tightly, like he’s scared you’ll slip through his fingers. You bury your face into his neck, inhaling the scent of his skin, letting the warmth of his embrace slowly thaw the ice that had begun to creep into your heart.
“I love you,” he murmurs into your hair. “So much. I know I’m a pain in the ass sometimes, but I love you more than anything. Even more than sweets. Which is saying something. Like I’d ditch Kikufuku f’you—”
You laugh through your tears, and he grins like it’s the best sound he’s heard all day.
He pulls you into his chest again. “Never again,” he murmurs, voice thick with emotion, “I’ll never walk away like that again. Not even when I’m tired. Not when I’m angry. You are never too much. You are everything.”
“I love you,” you whisper.
“I love you more,” he replies instantly, nuzzling your temple. “More than anything. And I know I don’t say it right every time, but I feel it every second I’m breathing.”
You stay like that for a while, wrapped up in each other, until the silence finally feels safe again.
Eventually, he pulls back and flashes a small, sheepish smile.
“Come on,” he says, standing and lifting you up bridal-style, ignoring your surprised squeak. “Let me make it up to you. We’ll re-do the whole night, yeah? Lights, candles, that ridiculous playlist you made—”
“The one you said sounded like a 2005 prom?”
“Exactly. I hated it. Let’s play it right now.”
He sets you down gently on the bed, then kisses your forehead, your cheeks, your nose, and finally your lips — soft and slow, like a promise.
“You’re everything to me,” he says against your mouth. “And I’ll spend the rest of my life proving it.”
This time, when he pulls you into his arms, there’s no tension in his shoulders. Just warmth. Just love.
And despite the rocky start, the night ends just how it was meant to: with candlelight dancing across the walls, soft music playing in the background, and Satoru Gojo curled up beside you, feeding you spoonfuls of lukewarm curry and whispering “I love you” between every bite.
Flawed, but perfect. Just like the two of you.
And the rest of the night passes in the glow of fairy lights and bad music, wrapped in the comfort of knowing that even in the moments where things falter — you always find your way back to each other.
yes this is entirely self indulgent and yes my father has been ignoring me for an exact month and yes this is a slight trauma dump but for anyone in a similar situation just know that you're never alone, and it will get better, i love you
Synopsis. Of course Toji doesn’t want any more kids. Of course he’s lying as he stuffs your pretty cúnt full of his cúm for the third time tonight.
Pairing. Toji Fushiguro x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, established relationship, unprotected, cúmplay, mating press, chóking, overstim, oral (female receiving), créampie, dirty talk, Toji really REALLY wants to get you pregnant, spitting, mentioned kids, absolutely filthy, pet names, swearing.
Word count. 4.5k
A/N. Need this man so bad you don’t even understand AAA.
Toji Fushiguro didn’t want any more kids. Why would he? They were messy, expensive, and it was a sheer miracle that Megumi wasn’t anything like the little demons he’s seen during drop-off at the kindergarten. He didn’t need another reason to watch Babyshark for five hours straight - and he wasn’t about to change his mind anytime soon.
Or, so he thought.
“Hey doll, m’home- what the f-”
“Toji! Language!” you hiss, hastily covering the ears of a very oblivious Yuji, who was deeply engrossed in mixing icing.
Oh?
Now, there have only been three times in his life that Toji has been truly taken aback. The first being when he discovered that yes, Megumi’s hair really does stand up that way naturally. Second, when he realized that he was falling for you - and that oh shit maybe he does still have feelings somewhere in there after all.
And finally, right now, the sight of you covered in flour and wrestling three giggly toddlers into some semblance of order in the kitchen. “Welcome home, handsome.”
Oh.
It made something deep inside him lurch so strangely.
“Why…” Toji rasps, eyes flitting between the mixing bowls messily clinked together and the three toddlers happily stood on stools, flour in their hair and matching smiles on your faces. “Why have they multiplied?”
“We’re baking cookies!” Yuji exclaims from the counter, swiping a thick wad of dough on Nobara’s hair. To which the latter responds with a swift smack on the head.
You smirk at your dumbfounded boyfriend, “Well, Toji, it seems that when you leave me alone with a batch of cookies to bake, I have a tendency to summon reinforcements.” Gesturing at the chaos surrounding you, “Megs wanted to bake some cookies before his sleepover at Yuji’s so I had these three over because we have more than enough space.”
“I see…does insurance cover this kitchen?”
Rolling your eyes, “Oh c’mon, don’t be such a spoilsport.” You reach for the batch of freshly baked goods, “You’re just in time to taste-test our latest creation!”
And, well, how could he ever say no to you? Although - flour-dusted and disheveled - some strange part of himself thinks you look even more gorgeous than usual right now, as if that was even possible. His girl was so pretty, even when you’re wrangling three little gremlins. Too pretty. Toji just couldn’t get his head around that nagging little voice saying you looked so pretty especially when you’re wrangling three little gre-
“Ehh? Fushiguro is your dad blushing?”
“Gross.”
“You idiots he isn’t blushing, it’s called ‘swooning’. My mommy says it’s a grown-up thing.”
It was hard to not hear the (extremely loud) whispers from behind you, but it was even harder to ignore the slight red tinting Toji’s ears as he pointedly reached out for the tray you were holding. Fingers barely even brushing against the cookies before a tiny voice speaks up, “Mama, can I have one too?”
You freeze. Toji freezes. You think the whole world freezes except for Yuji and Nobara who stifle giggles behind their hands.
“Look Kugisaki, now he’s really swooning.”
“Yeah, my mommy says that’s also how you get babies. You swoon and pop! they appear.”
Toji raises a brow at Nobara, gritting out a strained, “Your mommy says a lot, huh?” That jolts you out of your reverie, and you flash a gentle smile at a very red-faced Megumi. Leaning down to reply, “Of course, sweetie.”
And as he mumbles a quick “Thank you”, hastily grabbing another cookie and retreating to a corner of the kitchen - hoping to disappear into the shadows - you risk a glance at Toji. Cheeks flushed hard enough to rival Megumi’s, ah, like father like son.
“Anyway, don’t just stand there. Come help me n’ the kids, Yuji’s grandpa’s coming to pick them up soon!” you playfully swat at your boyfriend’s sculpted chest, going back to busying yourself with the icing.
Toji, however, was having an epiphany that was altering his perception of reality, one that he’d probably been denying ever since he stepped in through that damn front door. You. The kids. You and the kids. You and his kids.
“Mama.”
And Megumi’s little slip-up had been the final nail on his coffin to certify that oh Toji Fushiguro was utterly and irrevocably screwed. And he’d like to blame it all on you being such a goddamn wonder, but he’s got a nagging feeling that the three little gremlins currently decorating cookies share an equal part of the blame.
What was it that girl had said? Swooning is how you get babies? Because, well, eyeing the way you scooped up a pouty Megumi in your arms, chatting animatedly with a tittering Nobara and Yuji, only one thought rings through his mind - damn right, kid.
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“-and make sure to brush your teeth. No faking this time, okay? I’ve told Yuji’s grandpa to check. And-”
“No summoning demons, and no summoning the police. Though you’re probably too young for that.” Toji interrupts your little tirade, ruffling the hair of a very disgruntled Megumi. “Have fun, little man.”
You giggle at the usual father-son dynamic, but as you waved off Megumi and his friends, you couldn’t shake off the feeling that something in the air felt a bit different. Something a bit tense. A bit exciting.
Maybe it was the heavy silence that hung in the room after that door slammed shut, leaving just you and Toji all alone in the house. Forcing you to register the heat of his large frame looming behind yours. When did he get so close? Or maybe it was the prickly of his gaze on your back, a resounding slam! echoing in your ears as he cages you against the door.
Or maybe - just maybe - it was the way he leaned down to whisper in your ear, husky and tinged with something so utterly dangerous.
“So…mama, huh?”
A thrill goes down your spine at his words. “Oh, stop.” you wave off, though you feel your cheeks flaring up in response. Especially as he plows on, “Why? I think you make a great mama.”
You scoff, casting a sidelong glance at the muscular arm just inches away from your head. “Don’t joke, Megs was so embarrassed after that.”
“I’m not joking.”
Your back hits the cool door before you can react. Toji’s hands almost painful on your shoulders, muscles rippling as he turns you to face him. You raise your eyes to meet his and oh-
Oh shit.
Whatever retort on the tip of your tongue dies as you take in the man before you. His expression darkened, breaths slightly labored, eyes half-lidded and locked on you. You’d almost have been worried at the sudden flip of personality had it not been for the words that spill from his lips.
“I’m not joking.” he repeats, voice strangled.
Great, the man has finally lost it. Despite the traitorous throbbing in your cunt, you try to make sense of the situation. “Toji, this joke has-”
Your words get caught in your throat as he raises a hand to squish your cheeks together into an almost-embarrassing pout, looking down at you through dazed eyes. “Do I look like I’m joking, doll?” Leaning down to lick a stripe up a smudge of icing on your cheek. Lingering far too long, murmuring into your skin, “What do you think?”
In the heat of it all, you manage to choke out, “W-what?”
“Don’t you think,” he mutters, as strained as if he were about to snap any second. Losing his sanity with each word that comes out of his mouth. “That you’d make the best mama?”
“I mean- yes-”
And then his lips are on yours, shutting you up - bruising. Such a sloppy mix of teeth and spit as he drinks you in with an aching desperation. Toji breathes in your gasp as you feel his cock, hard and throbbing against your front.
“Fuck.” he hisses into your mouth. “Not enough, ma. Need you s’bad.”
The buttons hit the floor before you realize what’s happening. Toji’s fisting your shirt in one hand, too impatient - too starved - he pulls down, down, down. Ripping. Urgently moving down to your shorts- “Those are expensi-” you yelp.
But it’s useless - the tattered fabric hits the ground faster than your jaw as he groans out a quick, “I’ll buy ya a new one when we shop for baby clothes.”
Pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses down your neck, hands trailing up your thighs. He swiftly unclasps your bra, mouth dropping into a soft little oh! at the sight, immediately groping each and every inch of skin he could reach. Tweaking and rolling your swollen nipples on his fingers in wonder. “Oh, doll. These are gonna be s’full, huh? Wan’ taste how sweet you’ll be.”
“T-Toji hah-” you whine, as he takes one nipple in his mouth. Lips wrapped so prettily around your tit as he tugs lightly, sucking harshly like he was miraculously trying to draw milk out. Looking up at you so obscenely through his thick lashes. “Ngh- wan’ more.” you buck your hips, grinding against his thick cock.
And, well, how could Toji ever deny the mother of his children?
Because he immediately drops to his knees, biting down on the thin fabric of your soaked panties. Tugging with his teeth, “This what you want, ma?” he slurs. Eyes rolling to the back of his head as he breathes in the scent of your dripping pussy, “Wan’ me to eat out your pretty lil’ cunt? Jus’ say the word.”
“Please, daddy.”
“Tha’s my girl.”
And then he’s pulling - tearing your drenched panties to shreds with his teeth. Flashing you a devilish grin at the sinful strings of slick that connect you to the flimsy fabric. Oh Toji had half the mind to tease you about how wet you were already, but no, he had no time to waste.
With a guttural, fucked-out little grunt, he’s surging forward, diving face first into your pretty pussy. Nose pressing against your throbbing clit, licking a long, languid stripe up your swollen folds.
“Oh hngh- please.” you mewl, as he buries himself deeper into your dripping cunt. Tongue bullying its way past your folds to lap at your slick, not stopping till he’s had his fill of your sweet juices. “M-more.”
Two large hands dip into your waist as he wraps his glossy lips around your pulsing clit to suck harshly, both keeping you still and supporting your weight as your knees weaken. Toji can’t have his pretty girl hurt herself right before he fills her up n’ gets her pregnant, right?
“Sure ya can handle more, ma?” Electricity runs up your spine as your boyfriend rolls his tongue across your clit just the way he knew you liked. “Y’should be thanking me for not jus’ stuffing you full of my cock like I want to right now.”
“Then hah- why don’t you?”
Toji pulls away ever-so-slightly, relishing in the delirious little whine of disappointment that leaves you. One that quickly turns into a surprised squeal as he spit a steady stream of spit into your quivering cunt, spreading it across your pussy with his thumb.
Sloppy - it was so fucking sloppy. He looked at you like you were his favorite meal and ate you out just as much.
Your juices decorating his lips like a badge of honor. Smearing across the bottom half of his face and trickling down his jaw. One which moves as he utters, “Can’t break the mother of my kids, doll.”
But oh how you’d beg to differ as he brings his face to your sloppy pussy once more, tongue darting out to catch the obscene little drip! drip! drip! of your slick. “Gon’ be the best fucking dad to all three of ‘em.”
“T-three?”
And with that, he’s squeezing his soft tongue into your tight pussy. Throwing your left leg over his sculpted shoulder to make out deeper with your cunt. You tug on his hair pathetically, impatiently. Cute little whines of his name leaving you each time he drips into your sloppy pussy, stretching you out, swiping at your clit, thrusting in and out of your sloppy hole. Over and over-
“Yeah, three.” he mutters into your folds, “Gon’ give me two more beautiful babies? Gon’ be so round n’ pretty with my kids?” Tongue curling deftly against that one spot he knew would have you keening and rocking your pretty cunt into his mouth.
“Ah- fuck fuck fuck- hngh- yes!” you moan, body jerking violently at the way he hit that spot over and over.
He huffs out a laugh, hungry gaze taking in that cute, desperate expression on your face. Toji just couldn’t help but tease you a little bit. “Use your words, ma.”
“H-huh?”
“Tell me what you want.”
You gasp out a pathetic little sob, “Want to so badly. Wan’ you to hah- fill me up hngh- W-wan’ cum-”
“So demanding.” he titters teasingly into your cunt, vibrations making you drag your pussy more erratically on his mean mouth. Now, Toji could tease you with his tongue for hours until you’re crying and begging for his cock. But right now, he doesn’t think he has any more patience nor sanity. “I love that.”
Toji knows by the way your pretty pussy clenches around his tongue that you’re close, pulse urgent on his face as he greedily laps at your cunt. So he speeds up his movements, drinking you in like a madman.
A hand snaking up to plunge knuckle-deep into your sloppy entrance. Pussy taking him so readily after being stretched out on his tongue. Your adorable, fucked-out little whines of his name going straight to his rock-hard dick as he fucks you with his fingers the way he wants to with his cock. Two fingers thrusting in and out while his thumb draws rapid little circles on your clit. Sinking his teeth gently into your swollen folds.
Bucking into his touch, “Hah! S’too much, daddy. Hngh, g-gonna cum ah! Gonna cum-”
“Then cum, doll.”
And you are - fast and violent.
Plushy walls clamping down on Toji’s fingers as if your fluttering cunt was trying to suck him up. Mind hazy and your only thoughts being about Toji and his tongue and Toji-
“Mmm taste s’sweet, love you on m’tongue.” he grunts, breathing you in and letting your juices slide down his throat. Lewd squelches in time with your cute lil’ whines as you ride out your orgasm on his pretty face. Tongue fucking you through your high.
“Had fun, ma?” Toji grins once you blink back your vision, chest heaving as you try to catch your breath. Dangerous little smile only growing at your barely-lucid nod.
Ah, but even the ever-confident Toji Fushiguro faltered as your shaky hands reached out to pet his achingly hard cock. Swollen and leaking a mouthwatering dark patch against his trousers.
“Wan’ your cock now, daddy.” you murmur, watching the way his darkened eyes widen ever-so-slightly, breath hitching. “Wan’ you to fill me up over n’ over like you promised.”
Oh you little minx, with all your dirty tricks - you were going to be the death of him.
With a dark little chuckle of disbelief, Toji rises to his full height. Lips capturing yours in a bruising kiss - tongue licking at the seam of your mouth and intertwining with yours. Forcing you to taste yourself on him. So sweet of sin and all his dreams of stuffing you till you were sure to have his kids - two of them, in fact.
“Anything y’want, doll.” he whispers into your lips.
And that’s all that is said before the clinking of a belt rings in the heady air. The realization that you were so naked and splayed out for him while he was still unfairly clothed finally hitting as Toji peels his shirt off. Your mouth waters at the chiseled front, hands immediately reaching to squeeze his large pecs. Running your hands along his body.
“Ah, fuck.” he shudders, “Y’never change, huh?”
Yet your greedy hands are momentarily stunned as he lets his pants fall to the floor with his boxers. Rock-hard cock springing up and hitting his stomach.
He was so painfully hard that it made your cunt quiver in anticipation. Red and throbbing, soaked in precum and glistening in the dim lighting. Twitching at the sound of your voice as you say “Want you to fucking ruin me, daddy.” you blink up at Toji, all doe-eyed and teary after your last orgasm.
And oh does that make him snap - maybe his sanity, maybe you by the end of this, because before you know it, Toji’s spreading your legs with his knee. Biting his bottom lip as your slick trails down your pretty cunt and onto your legs.
“What m’girl wants.” he grits out, dragging his weeping tip across your swollen folds. Collecting your sweet juices on his head. “My girl- gets.”
You keen as Toji bullies his massive cock into your cunt on the last word. “Ngh- T-Toji.” you whine, vision flashing at the stretch. No matter how many times Toji stuffed you full of his cock - his size never failed to disappoint.
“Shhh, it’s okay. You can take it.” Trying to steady your breathing as he fucks into you in quick, mindless little jabs to fit himself inside your snug pussy. “I’ll make sure of it, doll. How else m’gonna breed your pretty lil’ cunt?”
Your dripping cunt rubs so deliciously against his abs, slick mixing with his precum and smearing across both your bodies. Filthy, and exactly what you wanted right now.
“Shit, love when your pussy’s so messy. Now, legs.” he rasps, with a quick smack to your thighs. And that’s all that has to be said - your queue to wrap your legs around Toji’s waist, letting his strong arms lift you with ease. Splitting you apart deeper and deeper onto his cock, veins rubbing so deliciously against all the right spots. A maddening little bump! bump! bump! matching your heartbeat.
“Ah! Hngh- Fuck fuck fuck, m’so full.” you keen, heels digging into his hips.
Sliding down his cock far enough that his heavy balls meet your ass, already so wet with precum and slick. Ah, you were so full of him you almost felt like he was pushing against your lungs.
“Oh, yes.” Toji hisses, throwing his head back. “Fucking finally.” Finally he gets what he’s been aching for ever since those three gremlins stepped out the door. All the blood draining to his cock at the idea of fucking his cum into you till you couldn’t walk. Till you were so full of him that he was the only one you could think of. Hey, he needed to get some attention before the baby arrives, right?
“Need this s’bad. Fuck.” he gasps. Still pushing inside you despite bottoming out, shallow, desperate little grinds of his hips. “Gonna fuck a baby into you, you little slut. Fill you up with my seed till you can’t take it anymore.”
Neat little crescents of his fingernails on your ass as his thrusts get longer, more purposeful. Twitching balls smacking against your skin in such a lewd rhythm, matching the cute little ah! ah! ah! leaving your mouth each time his fat head hits your cervix. So deliciously painful.
“C’mon, ma.” Toji moans, hips out of control now. Taking in the way your head was thrown back, body bouncing each time he rammed his cock into your tight cunt. But oh how he wanted to see the fucked-out expression on your face. “Look at me.”
So cockdrunk and delirious, you barely register the way Toji cradles your head to press his sweaty forehead against yours. Only looking up at him with delirious heart-eyes as he milked himself on your sloppy pussy.
“Shit feel s’perfect split-apart on my cock. Really made for me, huh?” he gasps into your mouth. “Need to cum in this pretty pussy. Need to fill you up- ah- need this need this- fuck.”
“Shit shit shit, Toji m’so close. I’m hngh-”
A hand hurriedly unwraps from your waist to draw rapid, desperate little patterns on your cunt. Not even circles anymore because shit Toji couldn’t think of anything aside from the way your pussy was milking him so good- And how he was gonna fuck a baby into you and Megumi was gonna be the best big brother and-
“-you’ll bake with ‘em. And I’ll tuck ‘em to bed.” the words tumble out of his lips and into your parted mouth. Pussy drunk and babbling, “N’ we’re both taking those three to the park and try not to lose ‘em.”
Dragging himself inside you till his weeping tip kisses your sloppy hole. Fingers on your clit becoming more and more frantic. Fucking you so filthy, each word punctuated by quick, harsh thrusts, “Then at night m’gonna steal you all to myself, and y’know what, ma?”
At this point you can do nothing more than just take it as Toji bounces you on his cock in midair, sobbing out a strained, “W-what, daddy?”
Toji leans impossibly closer, thumb catching on your swollen lips, breath fanning your face as he mutters, “Gonna fuck another baby into you. Fill you with my cum all over again, doll. Give it all to you.”
Now, you’ve heard of orgasms that come out of nowhere and have you seeing stars. And this was no different - yet you see the pearly gates of heaven as you cream around his cock. “Ah! Hngh m’cumming m’cumming oh-”
He lets out a guttural groan as your nails rake his back, hips stuttering and sloppy now. Breathing out raggedly, “Yeah fuck jus’ like that use me like’ that- hngh squeezing me s’tight gonna cum. Gonna give my pretty baby my cum, fuck a baby into ya- oh-”
Body bowing into yours, teething latching onto the crook of your neck, biting down right over your pulse. Fingers digging and bruising on your hips, holding your filthy pussy to his cock as he cums with a strangled moan. Hard. almost painfully so.
White-hot pleasure behind his eyes, pumping thick, hot ropes to fill your snug cunt. Just animalistic movements from such a carnal part of himself as he fucked his seed deeper and deeper into you.
Not even thinking of stopping even as you keen at your poor overfilled pussy. Toji’s cum dripping down your legs and onto his quivering balls as he fucks you like an animal. Over and over and-
“Hey, who said we’re done, doll?” Toji tuts mockingly, snapping you out of the haze. “Don’t pass out on me just yet.”
And you don’t even realize it before he’s manhandling you onto the nearby couch. Pulling out only admire his seed gushing out of you, so white and hot and his. Cock twitching to life at the pool of cum and slick slowly forming on the cushion below. Fuck that, you’ll need a bigger couch for five people anyway.
Ramming his throbbing cock into your poor, swollen pussy. Throwing your legs over his sculpted shoulders and bending down down down till your knees were at your tits.
Not even bothering to let you adjust this time before he’s fucking you again and again and maybe he was whispering sweet nothings in your ear - probably it was just promises of how he was gonna fill your pretty lil’ cunt till Megumi gets home. Promises he fully intended to fulfill.
“Fuck. One more. G-gotta make sure it takes, ma.” he swears into your mouth. Voice jagged, and you almost couldn’t recognize it as your boyfriend’s. Barely even lucid, just mindless motions of his hips as he watched your slutty cunt suck him up so good. “Yeah, who’s cum is that, doll? Who’s that painting your pretty pussy white?”
Drinking in the sobbed out little, “Y-you, Toji! Ah- Hngh-” as he starts ravaging your swollen clit again. Toji’s balls squeeze so painfully as he fucked you like his personal sextoy. And your pussy was so heavenly around him that you were basically asking for him to go harder. Begging. Begging him to ruin you.
“Ah! Fuck I’m-” throat shot, you can’t even form a proper sentence before you’re seeing stars being your eyes. Walls milking Toji’s thick cock as you cum - almost painfully. Mouth dropping into a fucked-out little oh! tears streaking down your face.
Ones that Toji can’t help but lick off, salty on his tongue as he cums again. And again and again. Voice stuck in his throat, eyes widening, the veins popping out on his arms as he pulls your hips closer to his.
Hips burning now as he breeds you like some animal. Like he was ready to fill you up until he was shooting blanks and couldn’t anymore. Cum squelching out of your sloppy pussy and seeping into where you were joined. Ah, well, the couch was ruined - time for Plan B.
Which is why Toji found himself wrestling you onto the cool floor, cock still twitching inside you, spreading you for him on whatever flat surface he could find. Milking his cock so he can cum more than he has his whole life.
Both of you barely lucid at this point. He wasn’t even sure if he could cum again - but by God if he wasn’t going to try. He was drunk off of the feeling inside you, so warm and wet with him. So perfect to carry his child.
“Hngh- yes yes yes wan’ carry your child, daddy.” you whine. Oh shit, had he said that out loud? Ah, who gives a fuck at this point. The only thing he cared about now was the feeling of your sloppy lil’ pussy wrapped around him and whether Megumi would want a brother or a sister.
“Hm, yeah? Like the idea huh, you little slut. Fuck s’perfect f’me- ngh-”
Running on just the sting of your nails down his back and your legs pulling him impossibly closer. Barely even thrusting at this point, just frantic shallow, grinds to milk his swollen cock. Trying to fuck out something delicious. It hurt, but it hurt so good.
So good that Toji doesn’t even realize when he’s cumming again. Just faint little tingles before his cock is shooting thin, long wisps of cum, making you squeeze around him as he fills you up again and again.Your own orgasm just a small spike of euphoria before he starts moving inside you. Again.
Ah, he wonders, vision hazy at the edges - but still perfectly capturing the white gushing out of your ravaged cunt. Taking in the messy floor, and your even messier pussy. Where to next, huh? He hasn’t even fucked you in the kitchen yet.
“N-next?” you repeat, eyes widening as much as they possibly could through the exhaustion and the urge to pass out. And oh he said that out loud too? Whoops.
“Of course.” he pools the cum trickling out of you on two fingers, shoving them in your mouth. Making your head spine as you choke and gag around his thick fingers, pressing the back of your tongue. Only two things ringing in your mind, Toji’s unforgiving cock - raw and hot, dragging against your ravaged walls again and again - and the words that spill from his lips.
“Besides, we gotta practice for the fourth one, too, ma.”
A/N. Fully believe this man will fuck you till both of you pass out.
