"Baby, Please." |Yandere! Ghostface! Toji X Reader| FEMALE VERSION
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☆ Warnings: Dub-con/Verge of Non-con, knife kink, blood kink, choking kink, thigh riding, Dilf themes, dacryphilia, voyeurism, dom! Toji, yandere! Toji, mentions of death (Gojo, Suguru), slight Gojo x reader/ Suguru x reader, mentions of some past cheating, belly bulging, slight cockwarming, hair pulling, affectionate dilf (???), manipulation, controlling themes, rough sex, possessive! Toji, ex-boyfriend Gojo, clit torture, size kink, cervix bruising, cervix fucking, slight breeding kink, oral (fem recieveing), squirting
Reader: Female Reader
- Male Version ￫ Here
- Non-Binary Version ￫ Here
☆ Plot: Drabble/One shot, Smut
☆ Words: 3.95k
A/n: I saw the new Scream movie and have been in a Toji simp mood for the last 24 hours so this was just *french kiss* ✨ perfect ✨
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Thank you for reading this bit! Enjoy!
Heart pumping blood through your veins, the sound of the thumping almost deafening as you rushed inside your house. No doubt in your mind that the killer was behind you with that knife covered in blood.
Who was it? Why were you the target? Your mind raced with questions as tears streamed down your red cheeks.
Finding a closet and diving inside, you choked on a scream as a body of someone fell onto your back. The scent of blood and metal filled your nose as your eyes burned with fresh tears. Pushing the door open again, you stumbled out and looked down at the person's body only for your throat to tense at the identity.
Gojo..?
His normally shiny blue eyes are foggy and unclear with death as blood poured from the deep gash on his throat. White hair tinted with the crimson liquid and sticking to his forehead, his clothes ripped to shreds. It looked like it was personal, but you couldn't process it.
How could Gojo Satoru, of all people, be dead?
Covering your mouth, you whimpered as you tripped from your ex's body until you managed to find an empty bedroom and lock the door with your eyes blown wide.
"Oh, you're so cute when you're scared, kitten," The voice of the murderer cooed from the other side, making you cry.
"Leave me alone.. please!!" You sobbed, the sounds of their foot trying to kick down the door echoing in your head.
You wanted to cry, call for help, do something to make this nightmare end, but you couldn't. The phone lines were cut, and you were at a house with no neighbors to notify or alert. And the city was a two hour drive alone, but all the cars were locked or didn't start up which left you stranded.
Leave me alone. Let me live, I don't want to die!!
"C'mon, doll~ Open the door!!" They yelled, the door's middle already seeming to crack under the repetitive force.
"Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!!" You cried, curling into a fettle position on the ground and covering your neck and head.
Make it stop! Make it end!!
The sound of splintering wood made your shivering stop, hearing the loud thumps of their boots hit the floor. Looking up, you watched as the killer pushed the chair to the ground, unlocking the knob once his hand was through and pushed open the door.
The sight of the ghost face mask came into your view, blood running cold at the tall figure, and your tears stopped.
"Well, hello, kitten." They chuckled, stepping forward to your crouched figure.
Kneeling down and perching their elbows on their knees, looking at eye level with you. A chuckle leaving their mouths as small drops of blood dripped onto the floor from the god forsaken knife they carried.
"Wh-Who are you..?" You voice echoed, your nerves numb as they cocked their head to the side slightly.
"Don't recognize me?" They asked in return, to which you shook your head. "Well of course you wouldn't; your eyes were trained on that man-whore of a boyfriend, Gojo Satoru."
You flinched, mind racing with that break up; remembering the reason you left him. He cheated on you with some skank that had her eyes on him for months, but it was months ago. Months had gone by, but you were still hung up on him.
"Oh, love, don't look so heartbroken," The killer cooed, raising their hand up to pinch your chin.
"You don't need to worry about that prick ever again, okay? I'm here; I'm here to make you feel loved, wanted, cherished.. Everything that he or that emo boy ever will."
"Suguru-?!" You choked, your lungs burning from lack of air.
"Yeah, him!" They cackled, dropping the knife and lifting their hand to their mask. "Suguru Geto, right? Well, I took care of that little pervert for you, so don't worry, kitten."
"Stop calling me that." You spat, your brows furrowed. "He wasn't a pervert, and Gojo doesn't mean shit to me."
"Oh I'd hope so, otherwise, we'd have a little problem.."
Your breath hitched in your throat; green eyes glaring daggers into your soul as the mask dropped to the floor and joined the knife. The face of Toji Fushiguro with a devilish, scarred smile filled your sight, your heart stopping in fear and sorrow.
His smile seemed to tease you, your cheeks heated at the sight of him, but your brain was screaming "No!"
"Toji..?" You mumbled, tears streaming down your cheeks again.
"Oh, don't cry, baby~" He cooed, rubbing his thumb over the small bead. "You don't need to anymore, I'm here to keep you safe."
Standing, Toji pulled you up along with him, smiling at the looks of fear in your eyes. Grabbing his knife again, he ran the blade over your jawline and down your neck, giggling to himself at the bloody trail that seemed to follow due to the previous killings.
"I've waited too long for that fear, kitten." Toji bit his lower lip, bringing the knife lower and lower to your collarbone.
"I knew that once I found out that your 'boyfriend' went astray, I'd have a good reason to take him out. And that Geto boy, he was just a pathetic pervert that couldn't take his shot with you since you thought of him as nothing but a friend."
Sure, Gojo cheated on you, but that wasn't a good reason to kill him. And Geto wasn't a pervert; he was a quiet, though sometimes a really dramatic, friend that you confided in throughout most of your sadness over losing Gojo and in general.
Though the anger in Toji's eyes at the mentioning of your friend and ex made your heart stop and it kept you quiet.
"They were both just little flies," He muttered, a grimace forming. "Roaches that needed to be squashed."
With that, Toji shoved you over, your limp body hitting a wall before his strong build stopped you from falling to the ground. A deep laugh left Toji's chest, a proud glimmer in his eyes as he lifted your face up by the chin once again.
"And now? You're all. Fucking. Mine."
Dipping his head lower, he pressed his warm lips to yours in a firm kiss. His tongue worked around and played with yours as you struggled against his hold on your waist. The taste of metal soon filling your mouth as a muffled scream left you as Toji bit down on your tongue.
"Mm..~" He cooed, licking his lips of the blood and smiling down at you. "Tasty, love."
"Fuck you." You growled, glaring up at him as if your eyes were to burst.
"You can do that, if you wish."
Toji glanced back at the bed that sat in the middle of the room and smirked, his teeth dragging against his lower lip once again as he returned his focus onto you again. Pulling you by the arm over to the mattress, he tossed you like a rag doll and climbed onto the bed with you.
Your small form dwarfed by his while he caged your arms above your head with a single hand.
Toji's eyes glued to yours with a fire burning behind them, the feeling of the knife grazing your outer thigh sent shivers up your spine. Closing your eyes, you bit down on your lip until you tasted blood as the metal traveled up your thigh and to your hip, where it pressed down until a cut was made.
"Such a little girl like you shouldn't be treated the way you were." Toji whispered, leaning down to pepper kisses on your neck. "Don't worry though, I'll take care of my little doll personally."
Kissing up to your jaw, Toji pulled the knife from your wound and replaced it with his hand. The firm grip he had on your waist, pressing you into the mat, made you quiver. His tongue lolled out of his lips and ran up your jugular, teeth nibbling on your flesh until Toji lifted himself up again.
"God, you're such a cutie.." He praised, pressing his knee flush against your heat. "And you're all mine~! I couldn't be any happier.."
Muffling your retorts, you glared up at him, which only seemed to spur him on further. His hand squeezed your cut, making you wince and close your eyes. But he eventually let go of the wound and traced his fingertips over your tummy and pressed down on your abdomen.
"I wonder.." Toji started, soon letting his hand travel northward to your breasts and cupping the underside of the lace bra.
“Could I make your belly bulge with enough of my cum?”
The thought made your heart skip, in a twisted and fucked up, kind of way. And even though you despised the idea of Toji's cock inside of you, your cunt twitched with want. The need to be touched and played with as Toji's knee grinded and pressed against your clit deliciously.
The murderous male noticed your squirming, and smiled. "Do you like that idea? My cock pummeling your cute little hole til I breed you?"
“Of course, fucking, not!” You yelled, your brows furrowing in anger. “You’re a disgusting, perverted asshole! Why in the fuck would I want to be fucked by you?”
"Your cunt is telling me so." Toji smiled, lifting your shirt and exposing your bra and torso to him. "And by the looks of it, you want to be fucked by me."
Grinding his knee harder, you pressed your head into the mattress and stopped the moans that wanted to leave and prove him right. Though, despite your denial, Toji's thigh was hitting your clit just right. Pressing against your pleasure point and teasing it every so often until he removed it and spread your thighs apart.
"You-" Glaring down at him, watching as Toji's hand went down to explore your nethers.
Slipping his thumbs into your waistband, he tugged on your jeans until they fell off. Though, as a last ditch effort, you reached your hand up to push him off. But he caught your hand and forced it down, the grip on your wrist hurt like a bitch, and you wouldn't be surprised if there was a bruise later on.
"Don't you ever, do that again," Toji threatened, picking up the discarded knife and lifting it to your neck.
Your eyes widened, feeling the cold metal against your jugular once again as you looked up into those killer eyes. Toji's brows furrowed together, his nostrils flared and a steady pace of his breath telling you that you've fucked up.
"Raise your hand to me again and I'm cutting it the fuck off. Do you understand, little kohai?"
"Y-Yes.. Toji.." The knife pressed down again, but not enough pressure was added to create a fatal wound, before it was placed back down onto the mattress next to your hip.
"Good!" Toji smiled, kissing down your tummy and to your inner thighs, rubbing circles on your skin as he got closer to your heat. "I don't want to cut up the cutest baby girl in the world."
Situating himself between your thighs, Toji leaned forward and pressed his lips against your clothed pussy. His nose pressed against your clit in an almost teasing way until the pressure left as Toji's lips moved north.
You kept your mouth shut, desperately trying to keep your moans and whimpers in your throat as Toji worked your cunt even through your clothes.
Pushing your panties to the side, Toji dipped his pointer into the sloppy mess of your folds and rubbed circles around your clit with his thumb. Your quiet mewling soon being released as you couldn't take it anymore; He was so good, it was illegal to be able to touch someone this way.
"You like this, hm?" Toji asked, pressing on your clit before lowering his fingers and teasing your quivering entrance.
"M-Mmh.." Pressing your head into the bed, you looked to the side and screwed your eyes shut. "Sh-Shut up, you fucker- A-Ahh!!"
"Don't be all bratty on me, baby.."
Slipping the tip of his finger into your hole, Toji removed his thumb from your clit and replaced it with his lips. Sucking on the bundle of nerves and licking around the swelling bud. Your slick coating his tongue as you squirmed and practically cried under his mouth.
"Such cute noises, keep making them." He smiled, bullying your clit as his pointer and ring finger eased their way inside.
This slow burning torture was making you go mad; wanting to cum, to run away, to hump Toji's face until your orgasm hits you. Feeling his thick, rough fingers curling in your spongy walls and hitting that special spot just right inside you that would make you squirt so easily.
Toji's tongue circled your clit repeatedly until you came, and he sucked up your juice like it was his favorite drink. Coming up after he cleaned you, he looked up at you and smirked, seeing the dizzy expression you didn't even realize you had.
"Did it feel that good?" He teased, lifting your legs around his hips. "Let's see the damage, yeah?"
Pressing his finger to your slit again, he gently pushed until your hole ate him up. Toji groaned quietly at the tight squeeze he earned when he curled his fingers. Before the warmth could get to his head, he undid his lower garments and pulled them off.
His cock sprung forward, slapping your inner thigh and making him laugh.
"M-Mmm.. fucking-" You muttered, looking away and choking on a breath.
How the fuck was he even going to fit? The girth alone was going to make you cry at how much it was going to stretch you. But that didn't seem to bother Toji in the slightest, cuz he just pumped his fist a few times and lubed it with his drool before placing the head against your entrance.
"So," He mumbled, leaning down and kissing your neck, grabbing the knife again. "Are you going to disobey me again when I start moving? Or are you going to be a good girl for me and take your pounding?"
"Go to hell." You uttered, biting your tongue with a sharp thrust into your pussy made you clench.
Each groove of his cock made you want to spasm, the feeling of his pulsing veins against your plush walls had your cunt throbbing. His pink tip hitting your cervix with a deafening force, the heat of his cum slicking up your insides made you writhe underneath his fit body. Feeling for his biceps, your nails dug into the cloth of Toji's tacky costume and just barely being able to cut the actual fabric.
"Shit, girlie.. You really must've needed a fat cock to get you to behave, huh?" Toji teased, a sharp thrust emphasizing his words and making you see stars.
Though the slight sting in discomfort had your eyes welling with tears, Toji noticed quickly and lifted his gloved hand up to wipe the escaping droplets. A small smile on his face as he leaned down and pecked your lips, his warm tongue parting your lips and slipping into your warm mouth.
You could taste your own juices on the wet muscle as he worked it around, feeling out your mouth and moaning to the taste.
"So fucking long, I had to wait for this," Toji released you lips and headed for your neck, sucking and tugging at your skin as he pressed down on your wrists.
"You should've been mine from the beginning, but you kept chasing after that annoying brat. Fucking pretty boy took what was mine and he got what he deserved for breaking your perfect heart."
Toji paused for a moment to rip off the rest of his get-up before hooking your leg over his arm and tossing it up to his shoulder. The new angle letting him hit places you didn't think Gojo could ever before; the obvious difference in size making you cry out in forced pleasure and pain.
Stretching to accommodate such a size made your lower tummy ache, a bulge making it obvious where the male was in your gut.
"My fucking pussy, my fucking girl, my fucking everything!" Toji pummeled the very being out of your hole, abusing the power he had over you by bringing a hand down and slapping the fat of your ass.
"You're mine, got it? Mine, no one else's."
"T-Toji, stop-!" You sobbed, the burning in your tummy becoming too much as you squirted all over his abdomen.
He watched with a large grin as you undid underneath him, pressing your leg down and hitting even deeper. That knot forming in your tummy as you slowly reached an orgasm that would knock your need to walk for a month, Toji insuring it by slapping your ass over and over.
Bruising strength it each strike until he stopped and palmed the heated flesh, dragging a nail over the welps and lumps sure to form.
"Got you squirtin' on my cock, eh?" He asked, gripping your hips with a bruising force.
"Like it? I made sure that I took care of my body so that you'd enjoy it. God, but I wasn't ready for your- fuck -tight pussy clamping down around me like this. Jesus, fucking Christ -You must love how my dick feels if you're squeezing so good for me, little kitten."
"F-Fuck you, shit, fuck you! A-Ahh, mm-!!" You moaned, clawing at Toji's shoulders and drawing blood.
Sneering at the pain, Toji groaned a final time before forcing another climax out of you, cumming inside your puffy walls and rocking his hips. The bed ruined, despite barely being touched, and your hair damp and sticking to your forehead. A chuckle left the murderous male as he took a good, long look at your trembling figure.
"Look at that," He smiled, eyeing your connected bodies and dipping his finger into the warmth of your velvety heat.
"Cunny's dripping with my cum. Bet it tastes just as good as it looks."
Pulling his cock free from your pulsing insides, he dipped his head down to taste as promised and soon brought out another load from you with his lips and tongue. The gentle pulsing of your clit and cunt made Toji laugh when he sat back up, his big chest heaving slightly.
"Can't wait to get you home and go all night, kitten."
[ Thank you for reading my first drabble! ]
Honestly had lots of fun writing this, even though it felt a little rushed at the ending, but whatever.
(I really had some time thinking about my actual kinks writing this shit so- 💀)
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