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law n' order
fushiguro toji / m. reader
summary; toji's in trouble, you save him buttt he's a little short on money right now and you're both drunk. that doesn't make it gay, right?
tags; smut, top reader, male reader, dom male reader, non-sorcerer!reader, reader is described as tall, black reader, drinking, slight humiliation/degradation (toji receiving), cursing, unprotected sex, male scissoring, no aftercare, dom!male!reader, male!reader, slight toxic yaoi
wc; 2.3k
notes; first fic, first time writing smut, FIRST EVERYTHING!! when you want something done you gotta do it yourself.. also heavily inspired by the fact that i wanted to play ace attorney.
proofread by my lovely girlfriend @izanacult :p
you were a hot headed man, no doubt. an overworked lawyer who didn’t take care of himself as properly as he should—probably gay, but you had a job so you couldn’t worry about that right now—and bored out of your mind with your life. all you did was go to work, stay at work basically all day, and go home.
so how the hell did you find yourself in this situation?
standing before this burly man, only an inch taller than you, whose suit fit a bit too tight. didn’t look right on him, you can tell he wasn’t used to wearing one, not often at least. the man was attractive, looked like he could tear into a wall if he really wanted to, and usually, you weren’t keen on helping the obviously guilty type.
“yer starin, can ya help me or not?” he lazily looked to the side before his eyes met yours again. his foot lightly scratched behind his ankle, he hated this shit. court was always a bore but he didn’t want to go to jail again for something he probably deserved to go to jail for. which is why he was here, in your office, with the best (and only) suit he owned. “i don’t have much money, but—“
you raised a brow, “don’t have much money? the hell are you doing at a law firm then?” you cut him off abruptly which visibly made his eyebrow twitch in annoyance.
“if you would’ve let me fucking finish,” he continued with an obvious annoyed tone, “’m sure i could offer something else,” his voice dropped an octave, low, almost pleading, “’m good with my hands, if ya need any work done or anything, or need someone taken care of, i know how to fix almost anything, please jus’ help me out.” his gaze was shifted downward. it was a truly pathetic sight that almost made you laugh, a big man like him, practically begging on his knees for help? you didn’t know the guy but damn, you almost felt sorry for him.
his eyes met yours after he was done with his little speech, about to open his mouth to say something, you cut him off again. “has that worked on any of the other lawyers? because it damn sure didn’t work on me.” you spoke with a snicker between the words. there was a half truth to that statement, you liked the patheticness. “i’ll help you, but you’re gonna need to figure out a way to pay me. you must’ve done some fucked up shit to be begging for help like you’re not a grown ass man.”
you pushed your hands in your pockets, unlike him your suit was tailored to your figure, mahogany in color. you looked like a professional, because you were. you weren’t the best of the best, but hell you were one of the best (at least in your eyes, that’s all that mattered anyway). he huffed a slight sigh of relief. you examined the man again, didn’t even know his name, something about him was pulling you in though. “i’m sure you’re putting me through a helluva lot of work. what’s your name, big guy?”
…
the both of you walked down the halls after the case, it had taken a long while but it was settled. toji was walking away scot free from something he definitely should’ve been doing time for. he had this smug smirk on his face like a bad ass kid that had gotten away with stealing candy. he annoyed you to no end during this entire thing, but it was almost endearing.
“you really did yer shit, hell, did you see the look on their faces? let me treat ya, drinks on me. i know this great bar downtown and—“ his ramblings irked you to no end.
you pinched the bridge of your nose, stopping in your tracks, “look, i get it you’re happy, me too,” you said with a heavy sigh, “who wouldn’t be after fucking over the government? i’m tired and i don’t drink. pipe down for me, yeah?”
toji looked almost offended, he wasn’t one for being rejected nor did he take kindly to it. he grabbed you by the arm with a grip that made you look at him. “come to the bar with me, you could use the break, trust me alright?” trust. right.
you rolled your eyes, “whatever, man. i’ll be out of the office around 7.” as if emphasizing your point, you checked your watch.
“cool, ’s a date then, meet me there.” he headed off before you could even process what he had said. you watched him, his back facing you as he walked off.
damn, was that man fine.
wait.
he was what?
…
you sat in your office, eyeing the clock as if it had stolen from you. mulling over what you had thought about your client while doing boring paperwork that you could barely focus on.
“fine? fuck am i on, man?” you sighed into your hands, standing up and moving out office to head home. thankfully, it was a 5 minute walk from the firm to your place where you could get changed and get a taxi to the bar downtown.
did you want to go? no. would you though? of course you would. which is why you were on the way to some presumably shitty bar when you didn’t even drink.
toji was outside waiting on you, posing like he was some kind of bouncer. tight black compression shirt and gray sweatpants, casual attire. a smug smirk on his face and his scar pulled just right, like he just knew you would show. his arms were crossed against his chest as he watched you leave the taxi.
“ya made it.” he spoke and you could just hear the smugness in his voice.
“unfortunately,” you pushed him aside, walking inside the bar and surveying your surroundings, “you seem really giddy about it.” you were hyper aware of his presence behind you and it gave you goosebumps.
“that’s because i am. you really need to let loose, we should be celebrating and gettin’ slammed.”
you took a seat at the bar, “getting slammed?” you repeated with a bewildered smile that you couldn’t stop from forming.
toji sat right next to you, he ordered a whiskey which he wasted no time working through, “hell yeah, if anybody else defended me i wouldn’t be sittin’ here right now!” he laughed, finishing his drink in a full gulp.
“yeah, well, dealing with you, i had my work cut out for me.” you spoke, ordering a margarita.
the alcohol was starting to work through you. you tugged at your shirt collar, it was getting stuffy in there. and god, you couldn’t tell if you were going insane but was toji flirting with you? light conversation and more drinks commenced, you both started to loosen up way more than you would sober.
“fuck, is it hot in here or am i tripping?” you hoped to change the subject, not missing the way toji’s hand kept finding a way to brush against yours. way too many times for it to be a coincidence.
“mm, yeah. stuffy.” his voice low and drawled out, his eyes flicked elsewhere lazily before landing back on you.
after a few more hours, you offered to get toji a taxi home. he definitely had more part in getting slammed than you did, but you weren’t innocent either. he insisted you rode with him however, he didn’t trust himself to make it to the door per his words.
…
“thanks for givin’ me a ride home, pretty boy.” his words were low and slurred slightly, that whiskey was something serious.
the compliment stirred something inside of you, “yeah, no problem.. i’ll be off.” you turned to leave, praying to the stars that you’d stop thinking about this man before the night ended. suddenly, toji grabbed you, the grip pulling you out of your thoughts and made you raise a brow as you turned towards him.
you were met with his lips smashing into yours. his cheap cologne hitting your nose, he smelled like pine and spice. you returned the kiss, your tongue wetting his bottom lip as you asked for entrance. he tasted like all the whiskey he had drank and the vaseline you had on your lips. you held the back of his head, kissing him with all you had before he let out a low moan in your mouth. the sound went straight to your dick, a boner tenting your pants instantly. you pulled away for a quick breath and couldn't help but notice him chasing your lips.
“fuck, toji, this is—“ toji licked at your throat, taking your breath away with every movement of his tongue. you hissed, pushing him inside and closing the door behind you with your foot.
“whatever you have to say, don’t. shut the fuck up.” his voice was low, sultry, and slurred. your eyebrow twitched in irritation, but instead of saying anything you grabbed him by his waist. flipping him over and slamming him against the door,
“you’re so damn annoying, keep talking to me crazy and i’ll kill you.” you grumbled with barely contained lust.
“keep talkin’ like that and you’re gonna make me leak.” he snickered, rolling his hips into yours as if to prove a point. you only served to get harder from the contact, boner grinding against boner, the sensation making you dizzy.
you wanted nothing more than to fuck him, but you had but a shred of your mind in tact that told you that it would be a terrible idea. your hands roamed his body, making all sorts of sweet sounds emit from it that he couldn’t hide even if he wanted to. he was practically begging for it without even saying a word.
“‘m sick of the foreplay shit, touch me.” toji demanded, taking your hand and making you palm his erection. “or are you too much of a pussy?” he cocked a brow at you, making you raise your own. you took his neck in your hand and squeezed, restricting some airflow as you did. you bit down on his shoulder which granted the mix of a hiss and a moan out of him. his sweatpants were already stained from the pre, guess he wasn’t lying. you slipped his sweats off with your free hand, pulling him closer by his tight ass boxers.
“what are you, a slut?” you commented, eyeing toji as he bit his lip.
“i can be whatever ya need me to be tonight.” he gave a breathless chuckle as he hurriedly undid your belt, getting your pants off quicker than you’d ever admit.
“don’t even have the decency to fuck me in my own bed?” he spoke as you pinned his chest against the door.
“what the fuck do you know about decency, toji?” you spat out as you stuck three fingers inside his hole, your hand wasn’t as big as his but hell you were still a man. he was panting already from the harshness, but he got more vocal as you started to scissor your fingers, spreading him out. you took your hand out and stroked his dick for a bit, thinking to use the leaking pre as lube. he was moaning like crazy and it was only serving to turn you on further.
“damn it, i barely even did anything yet, and you’re moaning like you’ve lost your mind, but you call me the pussy?” you spoke as you put your fingers back inside his hole, fingering the man like your life depended on it.
“fuck.. ah- hurry up..” toji was leaking uncontrollably, his tip red and angry sprung up like a mushroom. you took that as a sign that he was ready for your dick and wasted no time pushing it inside him.
you let out a low breath as you felt toji clenching around you, clearly not taking him for a bottom given his appearance, but you understand men like him need to be put in their place too. you bent him over slightly, causing a low moan to come out of him. slow strokes turned into angry pounding. skin could be heard on skin, toji was letting out a string of curses as his legs began to tremble. “you sure have a smart mouth for a big man like you taking dick..” you grumbled out, taking his in your hands and stroking it in sync with the pace your dick was moving. your tip was kissing his prostate, dick twitching inside him, each time you slammed into him another moan slipped out
“fuck, ‘m gonna.. ngh..” he was saying your name like a prayer, the overstimulation was causing him to shiver. his body was so hot, sleek with sweat. you wrapped your arms around his chest, holding him like a vice while you came inside him with no warning. toji let out a guttural moan, coming right with you.
you pulled out, panting, as he stood there, limp for a bit. his body was red, sticky, hot, trembling. he looked an absolute mess, eyes puffy from tears. you pulled your pants back on as you watched your cum leak out of his ass.
“you look pathetic.” you commented, but there was no malice in your tone.
“hng.. thanks? i guess.” toji spoke in a breathless tone, still coming down from his high. he waddled over to his couch, flopping down. he was half expecting aftercare, to which you didn’t give him any. he didn’t know how to feel seeing you start to get up and move away, calling for an uber home. “you’re leavin’?” toji asked, his voice low and pitiful.
“yeah. i’ll see you around.” you spoke without looking at him, walking out the door.
𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 / 𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 ! ★ˎˊ˗
How it feels when someone prevs you
