Toji sighed for the umpteenth time as he watched you carefully tuck photos into the family album.
Ever since Megumi’s hair had grown long enough to style, Toji made sure to grumble at least three times a day about how your boy (our boy) hadn't inherited any of your "beauty." (You glanced at your husband’s own sharp, perfect features and clicked your tongue—he was one to talk).
At times like these, you knew it was best to stay silent. Picking a side would only spark another century-long battle between father and son.
"Not only is his face annoying, but his personality is unpleasant. He’s weak and useless," Toji muttered, tightening his grip around your waist. His hot breath fanned against the back of your neck.
He’s only six years old!
"...But I guess he really does take after you in some ways," Toji murmured, burying his head in your shoulder. His lips traced soft marks along your skin while his muscular hands wandered, caressing you with possessive affection.
You turned your head slightly, running your fingers through his messy black hair. You leaned down and placed a tender kiss on the scar at the corner of his mouth.
"Megumi will be home soon," you whispered.
Toji knew a rejection when he heard one. "Tsk..."
It was Sunday. Megumi usually played with the other kids in the apartment complex park. It was a secure area with cameras, directly opposite your door for easy monitoring, so sometimes you and Toji let him play alone. Of course, you’d also put a GPS tracker on his bracelet just in case, even though Toji insisted the brat was more than capable of handling himself.
"I'm home!"
"Welcome back.....oh dear!"
"You dumbass..."
Perhaps Megumi really was like you.
You stared at the pretty, seemingly frail girl with long hair holding Megumi’s hand. You sighed, suddenly realizing where Megumi got his "meddling" nature and his tendency to bring strays home. After all, isn't that exactly how you’d ended up with Toji?
The girl’s name was Tsumiki. Her mother was nowhere to be found. Megumi and Tsumiki had met before and seemed close, so when your son saw his gentle 'onee-chan" wandering aimlessly in the park, he decided to bring her home.
Toji wasn’t pleased, and you were worried about the legalities, but looking at the two children, at Megumi’s pleading eyes and Tsumiki’s tired, haggard face, you couldn't turn her away.
"Tomorrow, I’m taking you to the police station," Toji said bluntly. You saw Tsumiki turn pale. "That’s the legal procedure. I have to."
"Baba can't just take a kid, especially a little girl, home without permission," you added softly, patting Megumi’s head. The boy clutched your shirt tightly, realizing his impulsive move might have caused trouble, but he couldn't leave Tsumiki behind. There was a clear bond between them.
"But for today..." You extended your hand toward Tsumiki. "You can stay. Spending a night at a 'friend's' house isn't a big deal, right? Let’s go inside, dear. Pls feel like home"
Tsumiki’s face lit up with a bright smile. She took Megumi’s hand and followed him into the house. Once the children were out of earshot, you turned back to Toji.
"Y/n..." Toji frowned, then his expression softened. He sighed and pulled you into a hug. "Don't be so soft-hearted."
"Come on, we can't just abandon her. I'll try to contact her mother tomorrow." And if things didn't go as planned, you had the connections to make sure she was safe.
"One day, that personality of yours is going to get you into serious trouble."
"Trouble like you?" you teased, narrowing your eyes. You wrapped your arms around Toji’s neck, stroking the nape of his hair gently. "But you’ll protect me... right?"
"...Yes. I’ll protect you." His voice was low and certain. As long as this soul and this body exist.
You stood on your tiptoes, pouting your lips slightly, and leaned into him.
warnings: top/dom reader + reader has a dick + age gap(barely mentioned) + blowjobs + hair pulling + bit of dacryphilia + choking + dick stepping + toji is a masochist + also a bit of a cumslut
★ Toji Fushiguro is a wickedly handsome man, and you've 100% fell for his charms. From his piercing green eyes, to the ragged scar etched onto his face, and when your eyes wandered further, his sculpted body that you could drool over for hours. No matter where or when you saw him, whether he was gambling his money away at a casino, or making shady deals in a dark alleyway, it was like he could never be caught not looking his best. It would actually be really annoying if you didn't find him so damn attractive.
Even now, when he's taking your dick deep in his throat, he looks fucking mesmerizing. You watch as his head bobs up and down on your length, leaving a traces of spit on your dick every time he lifts his head up. His dexterous tongue works its way around your cock, licking up all he beads of pre spilling from your tip. You swear it feels long enough to wrap around your whole shaft.
Toji suddenly stops sucking you off, leaving a string of shiny spit as he removes mouth from your dick. "You going to stand still forever," he says with a husky voice, pressing a kiss to your tip. "Or are you actually going to fuck my throat like you promised?" His clear green eyes narrow, mouth stretching into that smirk he knows you can't stand. He might have gotten you there, but you were going to keep true to your promise.
"Really thought you we-- mmMPphh!" Toji's eyes widen as you grip his hair and push your dick in his mouth. Without giving him a break, you feed him more of your dick, inch by inch, while his eyes begin to water and he nearly chokes. "Mmnghh! Uhmnghh...mhghh--!" Toji can barely even breathe! Your thick cock stretching his throat out way quicker than when he was blowing you at his own pace. His face is now red as a strawberry and the tears in his eyes are threatening to spill. His hands fist the fabric of your clothes. All Toji can do was moan and slurp on your cock while you had your way with him. He wasn't fighting back though. This was exactly what he wanted.
"I told you'd I'd fuck your throat raw, didn't I?" you growl, pulling him off your dick until his mouth only rests on the tip. You then slam your cock into Toji's mouth, hitting the back of his throat. Finally properly fucking his mouth, you thrust into his wet heat, savoring the sensation of his tongue sliding across your shaft and his throat tightening around your dick.
Toji can only take your dick deeper and deeper into his throat and he couldn't get enough of it. His scalp is throbbing with pain from your rough treatment, his throat burns, and his cock is so fucking hard it hurts and he just isn't able to hold back anymore-- He couldn't help it! Your cock was ramming into his throat so roughly and he was being deprived of oxygen, just enough to make him delirious with pleasure. He reaches a hand down, attempting to relieve himself. He's only able to take his dick out of his pants when you kick his hand away.
"Not this time," you say, giving him a mockingly sweet smile. Then, you stamp your foot down on Toji's cock, crushing it. Toji's eyes snap wide open and roll back into his head. "HhhNGGH♡! Gghhh-- Mnggghh♥!" His moans sharply reach a higher pitch and his back arches. The pain coursing through his veins is so fucking overwhelming that he ends up cumming hands-free, barely even aware of his orgasm.
"Unghhh, mhgnn, nnhh..." Toji's half-lidded eyes rolled, his crushed cock still throbbing like mad. His body was still twitching from the aftershocks of his strong orgasm. Your cock was still slamming into his tight throat as strong as ever. You were pleased to see him cum before you, untouched, and it only brought you closer to your climax.
"You've had your fun Toji," you say with a coy smile, pulling him fully off your dick foe the last time. "Now it's my turn." With that, you slam your cock down his throat a few more times before pushing his head down to the base and keeping it there while you cum down his throat. Toji keens as your cum paints his throat white. He eagerly swallows your cum, barely even able to taste it as it as it goes down his throat. With a relieved groan, you pull your softening cock out of Toji's mouth and take his hair into your hand, raising his head to look up at you. Toji looks dazed, his eyes a bit cloudy and wet with tears. His face is still a brilliant shade of red, and his mouth is wide open, tongue out as he swallows gulps of fresh air. You almost wanted to shove your dick in there again...
"You can't be doing stuff like that with me. I'm getting older you know," Toji grumbles. He's now sitting against the wall, recovering from the brutal face fuck he received less than half an hour ago. You roll your eyes. "You're not that old, Toji. You're not getting sympathy points from me." Still though, you didn't want to leave him. It'd probably make you feel like a horrible person if you face fucked a guy, manhandled him, and stepped on his dick, only for yo to leave him to take care of himself. "Hey... you want to get a drink? Alcohol probably won't help with your throat, but I'm sure that's not your biggest concern anyway."
— cw; dark content. domtop male reader, dubcon, hate sex, sadomasochism, feminisation, degradation, overstimulation/multiple orgasms, biting, blood, spitting, heavy breath play, passing out.
you were over it, honestly. ever since they walked in through the double doors of your shared house, they’d been looking at you.
fushiguro and his pack of witless dogs.
toji’s attention in particular had lingered on you ever since you transferred from your old university, interactions straying from intentionally bumping into you to taking up public desk space with his unkept belongings when all you wanted was to study in peace. he’d even gone as far as to inconvenience you by messing with your equipment at the gym whenever you had the misfortune of being there at the same time. all without saying a single word to you.
but you weren’t stupid. you knew exactly what kept their thousand-yard stares in your direction. people whispering just a little too loud when you passed by, and eyes lingering just long enough for the hairs on the back of your neck to raise. the nice young men you had the fortune of living with that year had filled you in on fushiguro and co’s infamous habit of outlandish bets, after rightly suspecting they’d chosen you as the next victim. although you’d truly have to be thicker than a wall to have missed all of the signs.
you’d understandably grown tired of waiting for him to actually do something, instead of whatever stupid cat-and-mouse game he was playing. so tonight you decided to keep his gaze whenever you caught it, staring back hard at his smug face. the scar blemishing the right side of his lips and the never-ending black of his dark eyes creased by his permanent smirk wasn’t hard to find, even through the nauseating strobe lights.
you could hear his brain-dead lackeys laugh every time something distracted you, stupidly obnoxious even over the ground-shaking bass from the speakers. it put your disgust for fushiguro up a couple points every single time. what kind of predatory and off-putting rizz was this?
it went back and forth like that between the two of you for a good chunk of the party. you chilled with a couple of friends and your housemates, took some shots and smoked a little but it was all getting weary quick. you soon made up your mind. after pouring out the remaining alcohol that sat in your solo cup and disposing of it, you made your way upstairs.
sure, it was held in your home, but that didn’t make you a host automatically. they could deal with all of that.
from your peripheral, you could see fushiguro’s sturdy figure begin to behind follow you, and scowled. it seemed tonight would finally be the night something happened. toji kept a few steps out of reach, only picking up the pace when he noticed you had reached your bedroom door.
“hey,” came his husky voice calling your name.
you paused halfway inside, taken-aback by the knowledge and use of your name, and gave the dark-haired male your attention.
“tired of the party already?”
“‘s not really my scene. gets boring fast.” you replied bluntly, eyes roaming over the black, skin tight shirt wrapped around his torso. was there even any use at that point?
“oh, really? maybe you’re not spendin’ it with the right people,” you raised an eyebrow in silence at the cliche line, eyes only narrowing when he made his way closer. his heavy musk and cologne filled your nose.
toji continued, realising the conversation wasn’t going anywhere with the stank look pulling on your face, “want me to keep ya’ company?”
“no.” you shot him down instantly.
“c’mon (l/n), don’t be such a buzzkill.” fushiguro nudged past you lightly to enter your bedroom. in shock, you didn’t react right away, but by the time you’d come to your senses, fushiguro had your back to the door.
his face was much closer now, the faint smell of bitter alcohol lingering on his breath making your eyes water ever so slightly. his rough hands found their way to your hips to pull you close and that’s when you snapped into action.
you switched your positions, making sure to wrap a hand around his thick throat while the other planted itself by his head.
“what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” you snarled in his face, anger seething through your gritted teeth.
the look of utter disbelief on his face almost made you laugh. the audacity was astounding. he couldn’t have seriously thought he was going to succeed?
“you think i don’t know about your stupid bet?” rich green eyes widened further as you continued speaking. he writhed, uncomfortable in your grip, and so you tightened it, also pressing your body against his to keep him in place.
being the athlete that he was, toji knew well that he could essentially knock you into next year. yet he didn’t. part of him was curious as to what you would do next — it didn’t usually go down like this. he smirked in premature victory and let his eyes rake over your body in a slow sweep.
“what about it, pretty boy? everyone wants a piece of ya’. even if you’re too thick to notice.”
toji’s smirk only widened when he heard a barely audible growl leave your throat. grinding down on your thigh that you had failed to realise snuck between his legs, he was bold enough to run his hands down your stomach, heart racing in his chest.
it shouldn’t be long until he had you begging beneath him, he assured himself. not long at all.
…
…then how did he end up here?
ankles over your shoulders, thick thighs pressed against his bruised chest, tears fighting their way out of his half-lidded eyes, and hands fighting to stop his head from banging against your headboard with the force of your hips.
your room was decently soundproof, enough that the music blasting was subdued into a muffled blur, and enough that anyone passing by the door wouldn’t have an inkling of the happenings inside.
you gave a particularly hard thrust, one that sent toji’s mind tumbling and eyes rolling back into his head. all he could do was give a broken whimper. his ability to voice in thoughts in a coherent manner long gone at that point.
“already fucked dumb?” you sneered as toji keened in your tight hold and arched his back with little success.
he was nicely built, fat and muscle deposited in all the right positions; you simply had to fuck his tits, driving yourself into spraying your load all over his chest and face earlier. you reached forward to squeeze at his bruised tits and play some more with his swollen nipples. you had bitten at his skin hard enough to draw blood and decorate the pale expanse, leaving his body wrecked in ways other than planned. he looked even better like that, something you never thought you’d say.
“f-fuck you,” he croaked with much effort.
you paused your thrusts, balls deep, and leaned down to stare disdainfully into his hazy eyes. although, the eye-contact doesn’t last for long before toji’s throwing his head back and squeezing desperately around your cock — you pressed deeper in this position, while toji’s body folded further and gave you more access.
“what have i been doing for the past hour ‘nd half, fushiguro?”
he had half a mind to shove you off him, but he couldn’t. it felt like he was outside of his own body with pleasure. not that he’d be able to make it far on by himself at that moment.
you clicked your tongue at his silence, and laughed darkly, “that’s what i thought. been fucking you so full of my seed, you’ll be having my kids soon. you’ve got all their milk stored up in these fat lumps, don’tcha? why don’t you say my name some more, instead? fuckin’ whore.”
readjusting your grip on toji’s thighs, you pushed him open wider and gathered up a wad of spit in your mouth before letting it drip onto where your cock and his rim met. then you were back to your punishing pace.
pornstar worthy moans dripped from his puffy lips, each one getting interrupted by the next. he was so tight, you could’ve sworn you were his first time taking it up the ass. but with the way his body moved and responded so naturally to your touch, it obviously wasn’t his first rodeo.
“you’re a cockslut, fushiguro. who’ve you let touch your filthy cunt, eh? did they have you brainless like this?”
his pale skin had been stained a cherry red for a while now, but you knew your comment had caught him off guard. toji attempted to shake his head and refuse your claim, tears welling up in his eyes once more. you can’t pretend you’re anything more than a bratty hole, he could hear you mock faintly above the terrifying thoughts of his dirty secret getting out.
sat abandoned, toji’s untouched dick wept streams of precum between your bodies. it brushed up against your stomach when you leant forward to bury your face in his sweaty neck, leaving rough kisses and deepening the wounds you placed before. the metallic taste sent a rush down your spine, enticing you to sink your teeth in deeper into his skin. ego broken and arrogance drained, all toji could do was call out beneath you, writhing under your body in pain and weakly pushing on your shoulders, not knowing that his cries only spurred you on. you marked him as your own, taking his body and tearing it apart like a gift, without a care in the world for how he felt.
he brought this upon himself, after all.
“cum… c-cumming,” toji slurred lowly, voice hoarse and unfocused eyes fluttering with lack of his control.
“again? so selfish.” you sighed in disappointment as you sat back and slowed down your hips ever so, putting more force into each thrust. both of your hands wrapped around his meaty throat, beginning to apply pressure dangerously. “you’re not going to wait for me to fill you up again?”
toji scratched at your forearms and hit at your chest as you placed your weight on your hands, protests unable to escape from his blocked airway. his dark eyes fluttered, vision filling with black spots while the floating sensation intensified. you pulsed deep inside of him and your balls tensed up with every wet smack against his ass at the panic filling his face, mixed with overwhelming pleasure.
“i won’t kill you, fushiguro,” you reassured him breathlessly, head thrown back. it’s not until you looked down at him again that he could narrowly make out the terrifyingly wicked grin on your face, goosebumps breaking out across his skin despite the unnatural heat of the room. “’m just gonna break you so bad, you’ll wish i would.”
the last thing toji remembered before passing out was the feeling of warmth and immense pressure in his ass, body twitching it’s way through his own dry, yet powerful orgasm.
having dom!bottom Toji as your sugar baby and he's just so comfortable with the life he has now compared to the one he had when he was gambling all his money away(which he still does now but you're always there to give him more cash bcs ur infatuated w him like that), leading to him being more possessive over m!reader bcs he's scared that there will come a time where reader is gonna grow bored of him.
Then one day, this fear heightens when he sees reader with a female co-worker that obviously had malicious intentions judging with the way she was stroking readers arm while having a "professional" conversation. That night, reader just came home from work and went in to give Toji a small peck, like he usually does, only for Toji to turn his head making readers lips land on his cheek instead. Reader immediately knew smth was wrong and consulted Toji about it only to be replied with a small "it's nothin'." Toji was cold to him the entire night until reader couldn't take it anymore. So when they were preparing to go to sleep on their shared bed, reader wasted no time in caging Toji with both arms on the side of his head demanding Toji to tell him what's been bothering him throughout the night. reader was met with silence, yet again.
However, just as reader was about to ask Toji again, he was suddenly flipped onto his back with Toji sitting on top of him, bearing his weight down, successfully pinning reader. He was about to argue when suddenly Toji gripped his jaw tightly, eyes swirling with an unknown emotion. "You think I'd let that bitch get away with touching you like that?" Toji seethed.
Fast forward, this is how reader ends up with hands tied and eyes rolling back with the force of Toji's bounces on his cock. Reader has lost count of how many times he's came. Toji was driven with a possessive lust, shoving his fingers on reader's mouth making him let out a choked sound. Toji smirked at this knowing that ONLY HIM can see reader like this.
-sorry if it's too long its just Toji is so delicious grrrr
OHHH. MY GOD THIS IS SO YUMMY I LOVED WRITING THIS JKENWKJF
how dare you ): how could you talk to another girl and let her touch you like that ? you may be toji ' s sugar daddy , but he runs the show here , ' nd letting a girl touch you ? that ' s a nono . ' nd it ' s led to where you are now , your hands are tied up . they ' re red ' nd sore , the rope tugging at your skin , but it feels so nice .. how could you not moan at the feeling ):
" that ' s it.. good boy f ' me , hm? lettin ' me use your cock .. ' m gonna ruin you for anyone else , brat "
you buck your hips up at that , you ' re gonna cum ! his voice is so gravelly ' nd the way his insides are so warm ' nd gummy around your cock , u ' re gonna cum !
" f-fuck .. mmnngh! t-toji.. p-pl- mmph ! "
' nd his fingers are down your throat , stuffin ' you ' nd gagging you , how cruel ): but you ' re suppose to be there all pretty for him !! pretty dolls don ' t talk ): , as he bounces more aggressively on your cock , he ' s smirking as you cough ' nd gag around his massive fingers , tears are collecting up in your eyes ! your neck is marked up , toji left bite marks ' nd hickeys all over you ! you only belong to him , how dare you even talk to another girl !
it feels like hours , ' nd its probably been hours ' nd you ' ve lost how many times you ' ve cummed ! there ' s cum pooling out of his hole , but he ' s still riding you , u ' re throwing your head back , moaning ' nd gagging around his fingers , they ' re just too big for your mouth )): poor baby ,, you buck your hips up again , cumming inside him before toji groans , ' nd cums everywhere ! all over your tummy ' nd his , as you whimper ' nd hiss with sensitivity , closing your eyes slightly before feelin ' toji begin to bounce again ,
" you thought we ' re done ? nono.. this is your punishment , brat . "
SCREAMMMSSMSA JGRJHR THATW AS SO YUMMY GRGHJAFGRJHGRR DOM BOT TOJI DOM BOT TOJI...
feminization of toji is getting my tip sticky asf rn no joke
⎮Black Lingerie⎮
Toji never thought he would find someone much taller than him and this intimidating in his life. Even if you were looking down at him with a soft smile, he could feel a chill go up his spine at the look. Just the fact that you were in a relationship with him was still stunning, everyone around you two was shocked by how surprising your couple was.
He was a grumpy man that could go putty into your hands in seconds. It may have happened once that, before he could kill the poor worker with his glare, you wrapped your arm around his waist and he was embarrassed to feel himself relax immediately. The warmth of your large hand was spreading through his body and he was calm in a few seconds. You would still tease him about it occasionally, but anyway.
Toji was a cool-headed and confident man, and keep being that confident around you despite the height difference. It may be one of the reasons you fell for him. Though, he was shyer when you were around sometimes, especially when you would whisper in his ear, making fun of what he was wearing.
He would rarely show how embarrassed he is, except if you like sliding your hand under his pants and tugging at his panties' hem. The soft blush on his face was a blessing to your eyes, and you couldn't stop yourself from teasing him more.
You remember something that happened some months ago, and you can't help but laugh a bit. Completely ignoring the strange look Toji was throwing at you as you were chuckling alone in your shared bed.
It was a simple afternoon, just going outside with your boyfriend. You were waiting in line at a restaurant, standing behind Toji, your hands that were previously placed inside your pockets now resting on his hips. You ignore his glare and his attempt to take your hands off him, and after a while, he gives up and just looks forward, getting annoyed by how slow the line was.
With a cheeky smile, you bend forward, pressing a kiss on his nape as he jumps, placing a hand on the back of his neck, telling you to quit it now. You offer him a sugary sweet smile and just rub his hips with your thumbs, looking away innocently. You could still feel his nasty look on you, but you pretend that you couldn't sense it, looking at the blackboard to choose what you wanted to drink. Toji click his tongue annoyed, pinching your hand before taking out his phone, hoping you would stay still.
You waited for some minutes, innocently, ready to strike again. You were sure he wasn't paying attention to you anymore, and you couldn't help it. With a smirk, you grip over his pants the string of his panties, pulling them before letting them snap against his hips. He gasped, barely having the time to cover his mouth and the moan he was going to let out. You chuckle, taking a step forward, so your chest was pressed against his back, holding his hips so you could whisper in his ears innocently with a soft smile. But Toji hit you with his elbow, moving forward, cursing you under his breath as he tries to ignore his burning cheeks.
He could be intimidating if he wasn't blushing like crazy and almost rubbing his thighs together, making you chuckle even more. Toji would never admit it, but your actions made his body react in a far from innocent way. If you weren't in public, he would be pushing back his ass against your crotch. And yet, he was still tempted to do it, so tempted to just give in. He could feel the front of his panties stick to the inside of his pants now, and the way your fingers were playing with his underwear wasn't helping. Toji took a deep breath before taking a step backwards, having his leg between your own as he moves against you.
You were both so glad that someone was throwing a tantrum at the front of the line, so everyone was focused on them. Toji was trying his best to stifle his moans as he was rubbing himself against you, his hand gripping his length over his pants just adding to the pleasure. And when you gripped his hips to rut against him, he felt his body go weak against yours, and he let his head roll back, hitting your shoulder as he almost moaned out loud. You separated yourself from him immediately, embarrassment taking over as you notice how exposed you were and how far you were going in public.
You don't listen to him as he complains, holding his hips to keep him still as you hope the line will move quickly. And the gods answer your prayers, as only some minutes later, you were ordering, voice wavering as your body was so tensed you thought you were going to lose it. You paid as quickly as you could, rushing into the bathroom of the restaurant without thinking, dragging Toji with you, and you almost threw him inside a stall before slamming the door behind you.
Before Toji could know it, you ripped off his shirt and slide down his pants roughly, showing off the black lingerie he was wearing. The front of his panties was absolutely drenched, and the tip of his cock was crushed against his stomach by the elastic of his underwear. You didn't think for a second before placing the palm of your hand on his tip, rubbing it in a circular motion and chuckling at the noise he was letting out. He became even louder when you bend forward, licking his nipple over the thin material, before biting it gently.
Toji arched his back violently, head hitting the wall behind him as he let out a delicious moan. He gripped your hair, panting as you started sucking on his nipple and the movement of your hand against his cock sped up. He was rutting into your palm by now, completely ignoring the noises of two guys speaking outside, though they went suddenly silent when Toji groaned loudly, spilling into his panties. White fluids leak through the black material, coating your palm and dripping down your wrist and then, the door of the bathroom was slammed close. You tried to stand up but it was impossible.
“Princess, let go of my hair.”
Toji let out a groan of embarrassment as his grip loosens, and you were now able to freely move away. You could feel your scalp burning as he tugged your hair a bit too hard, but yet you still smiled, raising your hand to Toji's mouth, and you watched with satisfaction how he was licking it clean. The way his tongue was swirling around each of your fingers, a dumb look on his face as he was holding onto your wrist pathetically.
As he was going to lick your index, your smirk widen and you shove two of your fingers into his mouth, listening to him gag in amusement. And before he knew it, you grabbed his waist, turning him around and bending him over the sink roughly. Without a care in the world, you move his panties to the side, take out the plug dripping with lube and shove yourself inside, relishing the loudest moan he ever let out.
You refuse to waste a second and slam into him, the sounds of your hips meeting the soft skin of his ass filling the room. He could only cry out, eyes rolling back as both your hands grope his chest, using it as leverage as you rut into him. You weren't even caring about him as you were just chasing after your own pleasure, and this thought made him tighten around you. The feeling of only being used, the way you were calling him a slut and a cum dump, and how you were treating him was bringing tears to his eyes and precum out of his tip.
Toji felt one of your hands sliding down, caressing his torso, digging your nails into his waist before reaching his crotch. He thought you were going to jerk him off, but instead, your fingertip pressed against the head of his cock, rubbing it as if it was a clit. Toji could feel you pulse inside him, murmuring in his ear about how you want to see him squirt, ruin his panties and be a good girl for you. He was so embarrassed, cheeks burning in shame, but he was still so turned on that he squirted out a ridiculous amount of cum onto your finger.
Your laughter was cut off by a groan as he got tighter around you, his face was now resting against the cold wall. His cheeks pressed against it, his mouth wide open, tongue out, and with his eyes rolled back, it was giving him the appearance of a cheap slut. By now, you were more than close, and you were tired of teasing. You murmured his name lovingly, gripping his hair and tugging his head back, making his back arch. And with this new position, your pace got quicker, just railing him until he was almost screaming and your own brain was turning to mush.
His legs were shaking and none of his sentences were coherent anymore, there was no way the people outside didn't know what was happening here. You decided to stop going all the way and just push enough to hit his prostate, the more you hit it, the more he was losing his mind. Your name was the only thing he could say, telling you he was going to be your good girl and cum for you, begging for you to fill him up to the brim.
With a last groan, you slammed all the way in, stilling at the deepest part you could reach before cumming. The warmth was spreading through Toji's body, making him whimper as he felt his body relax. And you could only watch in shock as he just went limp, his mind froze as he released inside his panties with a spurt of cum, the fluid dampening the fabric and leaking down his legs to the ground.
You grabbed the plug, and just after pulling out, you shoved it inside of him. You pressed on it a bit just to listen to Toji's soft moans before helping him put his pants and shirts back on. He was so out of it that he let you do whatever you wanted, completely oblivious to how the front of his pants was sticking to his ruined panties, or how the saliva you left on his bra was also sticking to the inside of his shirt, creating a small patch there. You couldn't help but suck his nipples over his shirt, only making the small spot widen and glisten more.
With a soft kiss on his cheek, you wrapped your arm around his waist, leading him outside the bathroom stall. You meet the eyes of some people that were inside, and they immediately blushed like crazy when they saw you both. How Toji looked fucked out of his mind, barely able to walk by himself, clothes ruined while you were smiling brightly, dishevelled hair and fingers glistening with whatever fluids. You winked before leaving the bathroom, guiding Toji outside the restaurant so you could go home, not caring about the food anymore as you doubt he was able to eat by himself now.
Tags : just kissing and no smut. maybe suggestive but meh
I refer to the reader as reader here.
reader could be gn but pronoun thing used here are male so idk :v
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Toji had ordered a pair of black mesh stockings. For many reasons. He had seen his sweet, darling lover, Reader, looking at many porno with the person wearing stockings. Toji didn't know why. Was sex not satisfying enough? :(. Toji didn't know his size so he ordered a medium size. They broke the second he stretched them out. "???" was Toji's face.
Reader was just looking at his dil- lover, Toji, opening a pair of stockings. He was really exited until he saw Toji just rip them apart. Ah, his thighs were XL, not M. :(.
"Toji.." Reader appeared behind said man, scaring the living shit out of him. "My god, Reader.." "Toji, I''l help you order some, hm?" Reader said as rubbed his fingers on the older man's shoulder. "Agh- shit.. yeah sure.." Toji said as he got out of his ,now ripped, stockings.
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The parcel containing more than 10 pairs of stockings had arrived at the door. Readerdidn't say anything but quietly put them on Toji, who was asleep, and waited until he woke up. ;)
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"READER. WHAT IS THIS!?" Toji yelled as he came stomping down the stairs but stopped when he saw his lover with nothing but a towel. c;.
"Hm? Toji, you shouldn't be so loud in the morning.." Reader mumbled as he trudged towards Toji. "Looks good.." Reader said as he kissed his lover's neck up.
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Toji was a bit perturbed at the feeling of his thighs feeling tight from the stockings' tightness. He thought they would be a bit more comfy. He was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a ripping sound. He looked down and saw his Reader ripping his stockings. "Hey! What are you doi-" He was cut off when Reader snapped the waistband against Toji's hips. :(.
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and, Toji was just getting pounded, as usual, by a very horny lover. <3.
power bottom toji but one day we decide we had enough and turn the tables. which means we're fucking toji like hes our personal fleshlight.. mm thinking thoughts🤨🤨
Oh, he’s been waiting for this. Been waiting for you to snap and fuck him however he wants; but, he’s a fucking brat and he won’t let you get it that easily, he’ll put up a fight just to get you pissed so you go harder and be rougher with him.
But when you finally push him down he’s all plaint and doesn’t move an entire inch, just lets you manhandle his body however you want. That livid look in your eyes in contrast to the usual obedience you display is a treat to him and leaves his body shuddering in excitement.
If your gonna fuck him, you better be rough, he’ll only accept that. He taught you better than gentle; grip his thighs hard enough to bruise— enough to bleed— push his upper body down and force him to archer his ass up for you, stuff his mouth full of your cock and fuck it till he can’t breath and his eyes are rolling back; it’ll make him come so hard. Or, you can edge him, don’t let him come throughout, just leave him aching without release when you’re done; he’ll accept anything you throw at him. Treat him like he treats you; just a toy for you to use whenever you want <3
