older neighbor toji x reader (pt. 2)
18+ heavy smut, pining, breeding, cunnilingus, eventual fluff part 1 here !
today was the day, and to say you were nervous was an understatement.
toji greets you that same familiar smirk, watching you duck under his arm and through the doorway with an appreciative whistle.
“what, is this all for me?” he teases, clearly referring to the minimal coverage your bikini and coverup offer. he takes his time looking you over, accepting the kiss on the cheek you give him with a satisfied laugh, hand resting warm and heavy at your back.
it feels weird, playing house so suddenly. just last night he’d spun you around like a prize in his garage, looking you over like a man starved, like you were the forbidden meal he’d been waiting for all this time.
maybe that’s why your mind can’t let last night go. talking to toji was new, but the way he whispered to you wasn’t. it almost felt like he’d been holding back. like yesterday was the night decided he was going in for the kill.
you’re not stupid. you’ve seen all the women come and go. you know the type of man toji is and yet, you can’t find it in you to care. not when you’re so close you can practically taste the cologne he’s wearing.
you can see the pool from the doorway. it’s gorgeous. you’re lucky the entire backyard is caved in by a fence probably twice your height. not that you’d be swimming for long with how his hand inches closer to your ass with every step.
you don’t mind at all, taking a quick second to appreciate the way his muscles threaten to burst through the thin fabric of his shirt.
a laugh makes its way up from your chest before you can catch it.
“what?” he asks softly,
“i think this is one of the only times i’ve ever seen you with a shirt on.”
toji opens his mouth to say something, but pauses. the mischievous glint in his eyes tells you everything you need to know.
“want me to take it off?”
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and. well. you guess that’s ultimately how you end up face down, ass up in a tanning chair by the poolside.
you get it now. you completely understand, on a spiritual level in fact, why every girl in a 30 mile radius is addicted to the very man in between your legs.
toji is a mastermind with his tongue, pulling your bikini bottoms to the side and stealing the breath right from your lungs with every flick against your budding womanhood. he's got it down to a science, flattening his tongue to give every centimeter of your heat attention, long, steady stripes right where you need it most.
“you didn’t invite me here to swim, did you?” you pant, reaching for something, anything to ground yourself.
"you know I didn't baby, you’re smarter than that." he chides, kissing your clit ever so sweetly for the hell of it.
it doesn’t take long for your bikini bottoms to end up around your ankles, dangling uselessly while your neighbor rubs the length of his dick between your asscheeks. you’ve been wet for hours, evident by the thick coating of slick toji gathers every time his head catches your opening.
“c’mon” you pout. frustrated and teased up the wall by your slut of a neighbor and his stupidly hard cock.
toji curses under his breath, palming the globes of your ass like you’re the most delicate thing in the world. muttering the filthiest things to himself like you can’t hear him. a warm hand to the back of your neck keeps you still, pressing you even deeper into the soft mesh of the chair beneath you. you oblige, head growing fuzzy with every wax and wane of his length against your holes.
“god, what’re you doin’ to me?” toji mumbles. he lets his tip catch on your rim, just the slightest bit of pressure to hear you squeal.
“oh you liked that, huh?” he chuckles. “maybe next time.” a subtle promise, one you might actually have to take him up on.
the man gropes your ass for good measure before lining himself up with your other heat, filling you inch-by-inch until he’s sure you’re stuffed. he sets a steady pace, letting your body mold itself around him.
"tight fit." you hear him mutter, inhaling through his teeth at how hard you're gripping him. “try n’ keep quiet, okay?”
toji's dick wasn't just big, it was heavy. weighed down by sheer volume yet dragging against your walls so perfectly. you're almost thrown off balance when he nudges against that special little spot, pleasure bursting behind your bellybutton.
“cute. you hangin’ in there?” the way he says it sounds so fond, like he’s proud of you for taking his dick like this.
“too big.” you groan, mind growing more and more fuzzy with every slap of his groin against your thighs. if you weren’t so out of your mind you might be a little more concerned about the fact that you were getting fucked face down only meters from his stupid white picket fence. how did you let yourself go this far?
“you love it.” he's right, you did love it, and you hate that he can tell. you loved every inch of his skin against yours. how his hands hold you in place, one to the back of your head, the other gripping the meat of your hips like a vice. you let him have his way with you, whimpering into the crook of your elbow as the pressure in your tummy builds.
you somehow end up in his lap after your first orgasm, legs thrown and spread over his forearms like a toy. it's all so much, the steady pummel of his dick, the disgusting things he's whispering to you, how hot and heavy his body feels caged up against yours. you don't know how long you'll last at this rate. even toji's thrusts are starting to get sloppier, muscles straining under the weight of your shared pleasure.
"give me another one." he pleads, voice hoarse with need. "one more and we're done baby. you know how long i’ve been wanting you?"
and give him you do, falling apart right in his backyard like a switch had been flipped inside of you. toji follows suit with the most desperate noise you've heard him make thus far. his spend is endless, filling you all the way through until you're satiated.
toji reclines into the tanning chair with a shudder as the last of his high drains into you. you hadn't even realized you eyes were closed until toji leans forward, grabbing a towel from the back of the chair to cover the both of you.
"wanna do this all the time." you whimper, head lolling against his shoulder in exhaustion.
your neighbor hums, taking a moment to think to himself.
"good girls like you don't need my kind of trouble." he warns, letting your legs lay gently in between his. you feel him nose at your neck, peppering soft kisses along each side.
"is that why you'd always ignore me?'
the older man scoffs, ears growing ever so slightly pink. "wasn't ignoring ya'. just being respectful."
you ponder his confession a bit, taking the time to flip yourself over and lay your head on his chest. you feel his arms cage you in, settling on either side of your waist with the softest squeeze.
"you don’t have to keep yourself away from me." you whisper. "i'm not one of your..."--you gesture with a vague wave of the hand, trying to find the word--"lady friends, but i think i'm a good hang."
you feel his abdomen stiffen, muscles tightening in embarrassment.
"didn't think you noticed all that."
"hard not to." you snort, pressing your lips to his to soften the blow.
there's a comfortable beat of silence as the sun makes its last round over the horizon. you part from toji, brushing his fringe from his eyes ever so softly.
"can i take you to dinner sometime? no uh, lady.. friends. just us."
"I'm free right now." you hum. "i just need a shower first."
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