SUMMARY: In which you and Toji have had a long week, so you decide to give him a little surprise.
FORMAT: One Shot.
CW: NSFW!!!, dom!toji x sub!femreader, doggy style!, missionary!, stand and carry!, lingerie!, teasing!, praise!, cunnilingus!, fingering!, begging!, oral(receiving)!, hair pulling!, cock drunk!, impact play!, rough sex!, use of darling and pretty girl!, MINORS DNI!!!
TW: None.
NOTES: If this flops like my Eren smut from last week then I’m deleting this account.
WC: 1.3k +
You tap your feet in anticipation as you wait for your boyfriend to get home. You’ve both had an extremely long week so you wanted to give him a small surprise. You go into the bathroom and slip on some red lacy lingerie, and put your work dress back over it. And when you hear the front door knob jiggling you slip your heels back on to make it look as if you had just gotten home.
“Hello love”, he smiles as he walks into yall’s bedroom.
You walk over to him pulling him into a tight hug.
“How was your day?”, you ask, releasing him from the hug.
“The same as always, how about you?”
“It was alright”, you respond.
He walks over to the bed taking off his shoes and coat.
‘What the the fuck do I even say again’, you think to yourself, forgetting your entire plan. ‘Hey wanna fuck?’, you mimic yourself in your own mind.
“Hey uh, Toji”, he looks up at you waiting for your question.
“Can you help me with my dress?”
“Come here”, he tells you.
You walk over to him as he parts his legs slightly for you to step in between them. Once you do, he turns you around and zips you down. His eye catches sight of the lacy design across your back and he puts his hands on your shoulders, slowly bringing the dress further down before letting it fall to the floor. He smiles at you before tugging you in closer.
“Is all of this for me?”, he asks you, smirking.
You nod quietly as you can’t seem to find your voice.
He turns you around.
“C’mon pretty girl, use your words”
“Yes”, you answered.
He laughed as he put his hands over his eyes and sighed. You looked down and saw the large tent in his pants. ‘Goddamn’, you think to yourself. No matter how many times you see it, you’re still shocked every time you see his sheer length. His hand falls from his face as he fondles the small bow in between your chest.
“You’re so good to me”, he says before picking you up and laying you down on the bed underneath him.
He brings his face down to yours and stops right before your lips connect to his, but close enough for him to feel the rapid speed of your heart beat. He lowers his head once more to kiss you. You part your lips, allowing him into your mouth as he deepens the kiss. His wet tongue traces the outline of your lips as they glide across your mouth with your tongue meekly following his.
Usually on a day like this you two would be fast-paced after having pent up arousal for so long, but for some reason it feels oddly slow and sensual today.
He pulls away with a string of saliva breaking as he stands up and presses his lower body into yours, making your face redden.
“Look what you do to me”, he says, grinding his erection into you.
He goes down again.
“I just wanna bury my cock inside you”, he says into your ear, making heat pool between your thighs.
He kisses your neck before trailing them down your body. Your breath hitches as he kisses your folds before lazily starting to lap at your slit through the red lace. You arch your back off the bed, yelling his name and he yanks you back down before grabbing ahold of your waist.
“Don’t shy away now, you knew this was exactly what you wanted the second you bought this cute little ensemble. Besides, were nowhere near finished, you can’t tapout so early”, his voice vibrating into your clothed pussy.
You moaned, taking a hold of his hair, grinding your hips into his face.
“Toji, please”
“Please what”, he mused.
Your free hand travels down to slip off the bottoms to your lingerie, but he grabs ahold of your wrist stopping you.
“Don’t. I want you to keep it on”, he smiled.
“But, I want to feel you Toji”
He hooks a finger into your panties and scoots it over before he starts licking your clit making you tense.
“Can you feel me now darling”, he laughs, watching you writhe underneath him.
He brings two fingers up to part your folds before sucking onto your sensitive bud. Then, he buries his fingers knuckle deep into your cunt, curling them upward. You begin to scream and moan his name in pleasure, chanting it over and over again, almost like some sort of sick sex mantra. His tongue swirls at your bud, ghosting over it as you near your climax. As soon as you're close he removes his mouth leaving you cold and breathing shattered breaths.
“Toji…please”, you whimpered.
“Calm down, I just needed a moment to breath before I fuck your pretty little cunt with my tounge”
He starts going down on you again, this time keeping his promise to fuck you with his tounge. He goes in and out of your cunt at a fast pace, making you tighten around his tongue and come after just a few seconds. He lifts his head up from your dripping cunt and watches you tremble after receiving the best head in your entire life.
“You wanna help me out too, eh?”, he asks, unbuttoning his pants to reveal his erection.
Well shit.
He flips you over, pushing your shoulder into the mattress. He pumps his cock a few times before dragging the head up and down your entrance making you slightly irritated.
“Can you-”, you’re cut off when he pushes his dick harshly inside of you, making your knees bottom out under you. His pace starts off slow yet fast, by slowly thrusting inside just to end it with a brutal jerk.
“C’mon, I thought you were a little more patient than that”, he bends down laughing in your ear.
Your hands rip and tear at the sheets as your face buries itself into the mattress. His unrelenting tempo and merciless thrusts wrecking your insides all at once. You mumble out pleads of his name into the blankets in a drunk-like state, almost as if your intoxicated off of the way he fucks you.
He grabs you by your hair pulling you up so he can hear you better.
“What was that darling?”, he whispers in your ear.
Once you’re up, he flips you over again and picks you up. Your legs wrap around his waist on instinct and he slams you down onto his cock once more, sending tremors throughout your body.
“W-wait, Toji. This position…”, you trail off when he bucks his hips into you again.
“What’s wrong…”
“ ‘s too deep”, you whined.
“Don’t worry, I think you can handle it”, he says, but sounding slightly less cocky than before. His disheveled hair and beads of sweat dripping down his face more it all the more apparent to you. Your watch as his face contorted in pleasure, when your muscles tighten around him. Finding some sort of confidence, you bring your face to his neck and start to plant wet kisses along his collarbone, making him moan in your ear.
He places you back down and you feel him lose his rhythm as his fucks into you sloppily in missionary. You release and he chases your climax a few seconds later, falling on top of you.
Deep breaths and the bustling city in the background take over your ears before he breaks the silence.
“I wish I could live inside of you”, he muses.
“Shut up you horny freak”, you say at his antics.
“I’m serious”, he says, flopping over to look at you.
“Let’s go wash up”
“Hey are you just gonna ignore me?”
‘Yes, yes I am’, you think to yourself.
You stand up heading over to the bathroom with him not too far behind. After washing up and changing the bedsheets, you and Toji get into bed before dozing off.
I'm back, i wrote this during class Hehehhehehehe<3
Genre- Smut
Content- Dilf!toji, Usage of explicit language, Breeding, Overstimulation, praising, Toji and Y/n age gap (of about 10- 15 years) lmk if i missed anything.
Pairing- Proffesor!Toji x Student!Freader (toji is 35 and reader is 19)
Word count- 0.6k (part 1)
CONTENT WARNING- SEXUAL CONTENT, MINORS DNI, DNI IF YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE IN ANY WAY
i have listed the content warnings already, interact at your own discretion.
You had a lovely relationship with Toji, it was fruitful yes, and so were the condoms.
It was quite usual now, visiting Toji’s office, for assignments of course, A little explicit though. He had to install curtains, because it was a little showy what you guys always ended up doing.
A little, yes.
Let’s be honest, you were fucking Toji in his office and everyone knew. It was a show. The screams, the moans, how you begged him to let you cum, it was no secret. The students, the teachers and even the janitors in the college knew what you were upto. And Toji? He loved it, he loved how everyone knew how loud he can make you scream, how you took his name and how you announced the you belonged to him.
Though Toji wasn’t a big fan of breeding, he even liked to stay off the risk and always use a condom, but it was kind of frustrating to cum in a condom. And you wanted Toji to feel his best when he was with you. You knew just what your big man needed.
You knock at Toji’s office door, “Come in. You know I’ve had quite a tough day, I need you; now.”
“Toji-san I think I wanna do something new today…”
“New, what is it baby?” he asked confused, you barely even looked at him during sex, he was so effortlessly intimidating, and it was new for you to introduce something.
“I’m on birth control, so I thin, we don’t need a condom”
“Oh? But you know y/n that’s still a little risky, are you sure?”
“Please Tojiiii” you whine, “I want you- Raw”
Toji never denied your begs, and so after that it didn’t take him long to have you on your knees facing his throbbing raw length, you held it with your tiny hands, he was just so, big. “Baby, stop being a tease, take it in” You place your tongue on his tip and lick his tip and then he locks his hands in your hair and bops your head onto his huge cock, gagging, tears trickle down your face. “You’re so dramatic y/n, haven’t you gotten used to my size yet?”
He knew that he overwhelmed you, and he loved it when you cried.
He was only about to cum when he stops, “Don’t wanna cum yet, Undress”
You messily remove your clothes and throw them on the floor, He picks your tiny figure up and smacks you on his desk, “I won’t go slow, hold me if you want”
He opens your wet folds with his girthy hands, and when he aligns his tip with your entrance, “Toji-san! You haven’t prepared me yet, it will hurt so much!”
“Shh, You can take it.”
Without a warning he pushes his entire length in your tight cunt, stretching you out and making you scream, and it hurt, but it was Toji and you wanted this, he was so big and handsome, it was a dream. Even better.
You could feel him, every stroke, his nerves and his size abusing your G-spot “Toji I’m gonna-”
Your mind goes blank, your eyes roll back into your head, white fluids surround his cock but he doesn’t stop yet and the overstimulation makes you yell, you clench harder around him, “Stop! I can’t go on!”
“You can, and you will, you’re doing so good for me baby, but there’s a lot left”
He kept up his pace, fast and hard, Shouting his name, he cums inside you, but this will go a little longer, because he’s tired and only you can charge him.
Toji who holds you in his lap, large and calloused hands rubbing and squeezing at the flesh of your ass as he kisses you. Plush lips sucking on your swollen ones and jean-clad thighs spread underneath your small body.
Toji who cups your plush cheeks in his big hands, giving you soft kisses, comforting your shivering body. you're so nervous and Toji knows, oh Toji knows.
Toji who lays you down on your bed gently, hand cupping the back of your head and the other helping you pull your shirt off. He looks at you with such adoration, such utter rawness you can feel it in your bones.
Toji who kisses down your chest, naming ever single thing he loves about you; sucking bruises into your soft skin. Kissing the underside of your breasts, he takes one into his mouth while massaging the other - the size of his hand dwarfing your chest.
Toji who kisses down your stomach, squeezing and biting at your soft tummy, "god, you're so perfect," he groans, wild blue eyes locked on your own.
Toji who spends what seems like hours between your legs preparing for you to take his cock, sinking his thick fingers into your cunt and sucking on the bud of your clit. You writhe beneath him, large hands holding your hips down to the bed. He's greedy with the way he eats you out, tongue lapping at you soaked folds - "Goddamnit..." his hips jut the bed, "fuck-" he inhales deeply, "you taste so fucking good."
Toji who makes you cum at least three times on his fingers before he even considers fucking you. Curling his digits to stroke against the spongey part of your heat, "Gotta' get you ready, baby," he shakes his head when you give weak sob; you're so sensitive - but that's how he wants you.
Toji who kisses you so slowly and so softly you nearly cry. He holds one of your hands in his own, the other spreading the velvet folds of your cunt. "you okay, sweetie?" moving his hand to rub his thumb into the plush of your spread thigh. You sob again, he's so gentle.
Toji who taps his tip against your entrance, teasing you but still gauging your reactions before he's bending over you and sinking his cock into your tight heat. He's so big, so thick he has to stop halfway; letting you adjust to the delicious stretch his length provides your gummy walls.
Toji who let's you hold onto him as long as you need, nails digging into his tanned skin and tears pouring over your raw cheeks, Toji who wipes your tears away with the pads of his fingers. he holds your hand in his, pressing soft kisses to your neck and whispering praise in your ear. you're shivering beneath him, shuttering breaths and hitches sobs crawling up your throat. "So good fr'me, you're doin' so good fr'me, baby, 'm so proud."
Toji who goes as slow as he can once you tell him it's okay to move, your eyes rolling into the back of your head, body trembling and shivering as your mind struggles to abide by the euphoric pleasure he offers you. "Stay with me, pretty girl." he kisses you.
Toji who moves to kneel between your legs, balls slapping against your ass, picking up one of your smooth legs, he presses soft kisses to the inside of your ankle, reminding you that he loves every part of you.
Toji who moves you into a mating press, heavy balls resting against your folds, a pap! pap! pap! coming from his balls when he thrusts into you, "feel good, babycakes?" he smirks down at you, his dark hair tickling your forehead.
Toji who rubs his thumb against your clit, his thrusts becoming sporadic and lazy, "fuck, oh fuck..." he groans into your ear, a hand coming up to grasp the leg thrown over his shoulder for support. "oh shit, hnnnghh" he whines, he fucking whines and suddenly you're cumming around his cock, walls contracting and tightening around his girthy length.
Toji who gives a few more weak thrusts before pulling out of you, letting his seed run from the lips of your cunt. Kissing your swollen lips and stroking your cheek with his hand, "Did so good fr'me, baby"
Toji who runs you a warm bath and washes your sticky body, your back against his bare chest, big hands massaging the inside of your thighs. You hiss lightly when he rubs a little too hard, "Sorry, baby," he presses a kiss to the back of your head, bringing his hand to cup your jaw, turning your face to meet his own.
Toji who places a gentle kiss to your lips, sucking on your bottom lip before pulling away and pressing your for heads together.
Description: You decided to do it. Why? Well, the pleasure speaks for itself. Does he give a damn about you? Who cares. Pure filth & my first actual smut.
TW: 18+ content, language, degradation, praise if you squint, sub reader, dom toji, oral (f receiving), no mention of condoms (wrap it before you tap it), pinch of exhibitionism
Word Count: 587
"Toji... T-toji!"
His name was on repeat, rolling off your tongue like notes from an instrument. It was music to his ears, despite the fact that he had only grabbed your ass, let alone the fantasies rolling around in his mind the hour before.
You were a control freak in every aspect. Every single one, but this stupid man changed it forever. Well, in the bedroom at least.
Before another thought can process, lips come crashing down on your own. He ravaged your mouth without a second thought, his strength overwhelming as both of you knew full well you couldn't do a thing against him.
"How about we... move along?" His voice reached lower by the moment, heat gathering in your panties at a rapid rate.
You never got the chance to answer, but they were always rhetorical questions coming from him.
He had you against the wall before commanding you to jump, reaching massive hands under your thighs and pulling you against him. The next second was the feeling of weightlessness, a dull thud causing the bed to squeak as you landed on a soft mattress. Silky sheets neatly laid out under you gave you a soft cushioning from the fall. That is until Toji touched down on top of your tiny body, elbows holding himself above you.
His lips left yours again, ripping your shorts and panties off in one swift moment. It was the second pair he'd ruined in a week's time, but you could hardly breathe let alone scold him for it.
Both large hands settle on each thigh, splitting them apart in order to reach the spot he'd been waiting for.
"All hot and bothered, are ya? Maybe a slut like you is worth a good fucking."
God, it's such an idiotic thing. The two of you aren't even together, yet the mere thought of his cock touching your dripping heat nearly has you creaming.
"I- ah~! T-toji~ Toji. Toji!"
His name on your tongue rolls off like a prayer, giving his own momentum. His hands squeeze tighter around your plush thighs, holding them open with toned forearms. Not only does your flavor taste utterly sweet, but those sounds keep his head in the clouds- though he'd never admit it.
Your bliss ended, though, replaced with the pure resentment you have every time he stops. "I swear to fucking-"
And he has it in. It makes your screams audible to everyone in the neighborhood, the sound of pleasure coming a moment later.
He doesn't allow you much time to recover, though. It's a sight to him, a look of absolute bliss radiating, almost making you glow. The man told himself never to give you a second thought since the first time, but this is a hell of a ride.
He pushes it further, stretching your walls as far to their limit as they can go. The feeling isn't painful, though, but pleasurable. It's overwhelming, considering the fact that he hardly prepped you. Not to mention his head is about to hit your cervix as he bottoms out, a massive sigh escaping his lips.
You're a gorgeous sight? Imagine this- he had taken his shirt off, abs taking in the moonlight bathing the room between window blinds. The lines cross over his features perfectly, and you can't tell the difference between him and a model at this point.
"Y/n, you'd better get ready," he mutters between quick breaths. "'Cause you're gonna become my personal cum dumpster. You'd like that wouldn't ya, slut?"
content + warnings: 18+, including: dilf!toji, manhandle, spitting, daddy kink, choking, unprotected sex, creampie, a bit of school girl!reader maybe, breeding kink, overstimulation, squirting, degradation, age gap, a bit of size kink, thigh riding
pairings: toji fushiguro x fem!reader
— note: this is a bit inspired by: Love Without Tragedy by Rihanna.
— jjk masterlist.
Red lipstick and a broken heart trying to be concerted by the petals of your conscience and your friends who said that "he didn't deserve you anyway". And honestly, you didn't know where exactly you were getting the strength from to get out of bed that Monday and go take a shower before heading painfully to your first class in the morning.
He used to be the boy you loved with every cell of your body and soul, he stole the best years of your freshman life at the university, and now you were a senior who had neither the animation nor the patience to welcome the incoming freshmen that year. Despite having Kugisaki and Megumi fervently cheering you on while Itadori was too busy still dealing with the problem of sending documents to the college, your heart was still fatally wounded and your dignity no longer existed as your tears had wiped it off the face of the earth during that morning shower and you couldn't help but be tempted to put on makeup good enough to mask your dark circles under your eyes and downcast face.
"Are you coming today?", Nobara asked excitedly on the other end of the line as you were already leaving the house and taking the long way to college.
— Do I have the option of not going?
"No, of course not.", Nobara replied with a slight laugh that was well intended to cheer you up a bit, "We can have a movie night tonight, to cheer you up."
— At whose house? At mine that won't be, it's a mess. — You grumbled.
"At Megumi's or Itadori's, of course. During lunch I'll buy soda and food with Yuuji and you convince Megumi to let us break into his house today.”
— Why do I have to convince Megumi? You came up with the idea.
"Because I'll be busy, simple. And Fushiguro doesn't take me seriously.", and then you sighed heavily, already noticing that you were less than a block away from entering the college grounds.
— Okay, I see what I can do.
Kugisaki told you that she was waiting for you in the classroom, and you replied that you were already there. And then something distinctive caught your attention. It was strangely easy to spot something different in the landscape of the university entrance because usually it was always the same: university students rushing to settle personal matters or to classes they are late for, or also students who came to see what the college was like before the university application period.
But today was different. There was a tall man fully dressed in black and gray leaning against a motorcycle that looked as if it had been taken from an action movie because it was so well equipped and large. He looked relaxed, and yet he still possessed an aura that could kill you with a single punch. Attractive and devilishly dangerous with that leather jacket highlighting his strong arms and broad shoulders. Forcing your eyes a little, you could notice a scar close to one of the corners of his lips.
— What's the matter, little girl? — His deep voice reaches your ears, but your mind whispers to you that he probably wasn't talking to you at the same time that your heart starts to beat out of control and your head turns from side to side trying to check if there is someone behind you. — Yeah, I'm talking to you. — He smiled sideways.
— Uh... hmm... none, sorry. — Your cheeks started to heat up and you wanted to punch yourself in the stomach because usually a simple man couldn't disconcert you like that, and then your eyes fell on his collarbones, well marked by the black shirt he wore under his jacket, and your mouth suddenly felt too dry.
— What exactly are you apologizing for? — The man asked as he placed one of the helmets on the motorcycle seat, if there were two helmets maybe he brought some college girl? — For eating me with your eyes or staring at me? — And then you choked on your saliva and coughed desperately for air trying not to drop the folders in your hands and he seemed amused by your reaction.
— I-I... — Your fingers squeezed the folders and you had to look away to think straight. — I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable, I didn't mean to.
— I am not, it's great to be lusted after by younger girls. — He replied, but before he had a chance to continue his onslaught someone approached from the diagonal.
— Dad! — And then you choked again seeing that the one who was referring to the man in front of you as "dad" was Megumi. — Oh, Y/N? — He looked confused looking from you to his own father. — Anyway, they didn't have what you wanted at the pharmacy, next time you'll buy it yourself. — The young Fushiguro spoke to the older man, but seconds later, noticing the mortifying silence that settled over the place as you stared at his father, he spoke up: — And we are almost late already, let’s go, Y/N. — Megumi took one of your arms and started to guide you away from the motorcycle and closer to the interior of the college.
— You never told me you were interested in girls. — His father shouted more to embarrass his son than you, but the effect was the opposite, since you were the one with the burning cheeks.
— Shut up, Toji. — Megumi shouted back as he continued walking. — Did he say shit to you? — He asked you when the two of you were already walking down the halls to your classroom for the first class of the morning.
— Not really, no. He seems... fine. — You tried to talk as if you didn't have dirty thoughts running through your mind especially after remembering the older man's collarbones and scar, and still Megumi gave you an accusing look.
— Don't try to fuck my father, that's disgusting. - Your eyes widened.
— I wasn't thinking that, you idiot. — And then Megumi let out a loud laugh.
— I know, I was just trying to amuse you. — He shrugged and left you standing in front of the door. — See you at lunch?
— Yes, of course. — You answered, and then suddenly remembered Nobara's request on the phone earlier. Your hand held one of his arms so that he wouldn't walk away without listening to you. — Megumi, can we have a movie night at your place tonight? Nobara came up with the idea of doing this to cheer me up a bit. — He seemed to become suddenly tense.
— I'll have to at least let Toji know that there will be people coming home today. — Megumi answered vaguely and shrugged. — I'll send a message to Kugisaki and let her know if it's on or off.
Nodding your head positively, you gave your friend a slight smile, and then for the rest of the day your mind concentrated on paying attention to your classes, your scheduled seminars and the pile of work you still had to do. There was no time for your heart to pound with grief over the loss of your now ex-boyfriend, but there were several minutes when you had to chase away persistent thoughts of Megumi's dad. But looking at him wasn't enough, your hands wanted to explore his body and leave marks everywhere, that's what you thought until you felt ashamed, pushed the thoughts away for a few brief minutes and then thought about it again. In a vicious loop.
When you were having lunch with Itadori, Fushiguro and Kugisaki, your head tried to focus on their conversation as much as possible, but looking at the man with black hair and beautiful eyelashes reminded you of Toji and your hands started to break into a cold sweat. It had been a frustrating, tiring day, but secretly you were a little excited to see your friend's father again.
— Don't take too long, okay? — Nobara spoke after dropping you off and leaning against the hallway wall, and you nodded positively before going to your room to pack a backpack with some pajamas and an outfit in case you and the other two friends ended up falling asleep while you were at Megumi's house.
It didn't take long before you two were ringing the doorbell of the Fushiguro’s house and from the loud sound from inside the house you both could tell Yuuji had already arrived. Suddenly, Y/N felt nervous not knowing who would answer the door. Would it be Toji? "Damn", you thought as you saw exactly him calmly opening the door. This time he wasn't wearing very dark clothes, it was just gray sweatpants and a white v-neck shirt that still highlighted his beautiful collarbones.
— Is that them? — Itadori shouted from another room in the house.
— Yes. — Megumi, who was looking at the two girls standing in the doorway over Toji's shoulder, answered. — You may come in.
Toji moved to the side letting you two into the house and, using the personal excuse of being embarrassed, Y/N walked in with her head down. And partly, in fact, it was true that you were embarrassed, but your mind knew that your eyes wanted to take a good look at the older Fushiguro's thighs and cock. It was impossible not to look at those parts of his body, especially with that kind of pants.
But then Toji gave himself the right to go up the stairs to the upper floor of the house and out of your field of vision when Megumi asked you and Nobara which movie you wanted to watch and she answered that a drama movie. And then the four of you started to watch the movie comfortably, until you started to feel the straps of your own bra start to press painfully against the skin of your shoulders.
— Can I go to the bathroom? — Y/N asked Megumi, who pointed to the steps of the staircase diagonally across from the sofa.
— First door on the left. — You nodded and walked up the stairs carrying your backpack, intending to get rid of your bra and also put on the comfortable pajama top that had been brought.
From the hallway you could hear the low sound of another TV escaping through the gap in a tall door. It was probably Toji's room, such a thought raced through your mind, and you shrugged as you entered the bathroom, leaned against the door, and began to remove your bra and change into your shirt. It was inevitable to sigh in relief as you felt your shoulders less tense and sore and your hands groped your breasts just for the personal pleasure of feeling them free now.
— Hmm, may I come in? — A muffled voice was heard behind the door and instinctively you quickly removed your hands from your breasts.
— Just a minute. — Y/N answered, shoving the previously worn blouse into her backpack and almost running toward the door, slowly opening it.
You looked forward and found yourself facing a bare hard chest as you waited to see a long hallway with four different doors. Toji was now shirtless in front of you and your cheeks burned a little, which got a little worse when your brain short-circuited, your hand rested two fingers against the warm, somewhat soft skin of his chest, and you pulled away slightly so that you could look him in the eye.
— I'm sorry. — Your hand finished opening the door and there was again a sideways smile on Toji's lips
— Are you going to sleep here? — He asked, sliding his gaze over her shoulders, breasts and abdomen freely, without any embarrassment.
— No, actually. I just changed my shirt to be more comfortable.
— Got it. — Toji looked you straight in the eyes again, but yours were already gliding across his face until you found the scar close to his lips.
— How did you get this scar? — You felt the need to prolong the conversation just to get a better record of his face.
— You're pretty curious for someone apparently shy. — He remarked, his eyes sparkling with a gleam that you couldn't quite identify what it was. — When I was younger, we could say I wasn't the friendliest person in the whole world, so I got into a few fights. — Toji shrugged, as if this was not relevant information
How old are you? — A mischievous smile slowly drew on his lips.
— Old enough to be your dad.
"Then maybe I can call you Daddy", was the first thing you thought, but there wasn't enough courage in you to flirt shamelessly, especially with Megumi or the other two able to eavesdrop from downstairs.
— I think I've been here with you long enough. — Y/N answered, putting the backpack on her back and walking past Toji, but just as her feet were about to start down the steps, the older Fushiguro called her out.
— I think you forgot something, little girl. — You turned back in confusion, and in his hands was your bra. Toji threw the piece of clothing toward you through the air without much force to fall gently onto your palms that had opened toward him. — The next time you forget something like that inside my house, I'll keep it for myself. — You frowned, assuming that he was implying that there was possibly something between you and his son.
— Me and Megumi, we don't... — Your shoulders shook without your mouth finishing the sentence.
— I wasn't talking about him exactly, you're very naive, not that that's a problem for me. — He went into the bathroom and eventually you were alone again.
Feeling more embarrassed than the first time you had seen Toji earlier at the university entrance, you joined your friends again in the middle of the movie and were grateful that none of them had bothered to ask if anything had happened in the bathroom because of your delay. Eventually Nobara fell asleep on your shoulder after eating two pieces of the pizza Megumi had asked his father to buy, and Yuuji began to yawn almost pushing the son of the owner of the house off the couch.
— I knew they would both end up sleeping. — Megumi grumbled, pushing Itadori aside and getting up from the sofa. — There are two guest bedrooms upstairs, you and Nobara can use both of them and Yuuji sleeps with me, or one of you can sleep with me and the other and Itadori in the other bedrooms.
— I think it's better that Yuuji better sleep with you. — Y/N replied looking at Kugisaki, who was starting to fall off her shoulder.
And then Fushiguro woke the almost sleeping Itadori to go upstairs while he carried Nobara up the stairs and you accompanied him carrying both your and your friend's backpack. After tidying Kugisaki up in bed and getting Yuuji changed, Megumi spoke to you before leaving you alone in the guest room:
— If you feel hungry, you can go in the kitchen and get something to eat during the night. And, well, you already know where the bathroom is, and so does my room. If anything happens during the night, you can call me or him. — Megumi pointed to the door of Toji's bedroom, and you nodded positively.
And then you laid lazily on the slightly uncomfortable bed in the room and tried to relax. Almost, almost, sleep caught up with you, but your evil brain began to make you think about the fact that Toji was only a few miserable doors away, and the anxiety began to corrupt you rapidly, like a corrosive acid. But even though you wanted to go knock on his door, you forced yourself to sleep, especially since the day had been exhausting.
The next day, just like the rest of the week, Y/N didn't get to see Megumi's dad, and he didn't make much of a point of talking about his father either, after all, why would his friends be interested in him, right? All the other days of the week, her mind focused more on trying not to think about her ex-boyfriend and also not to think about Toji, just college business.... And then came the next Thursday of the successive week.
And there was Toji Fushiguro, leaning against his big motorcycle, but this time with only one helmet and different clothes. Honestly? You didn't know if you should go talk to him or not, if you should just walk right by or not. But, in the end, your mind tricked you into choosing the second option, and your feet awkwardly made their way to the college with your eyes struggling not to check the man's reactions.
— Can I have your number, little girl? — Toji asked in a tone loud enough for you to hear.
— What? — You looked away, wringing your hands nervously.
— I asked if I could have your number. — One of his hands swung his cell phone toward you.
The first thought that crossed your mind was, "What if someone sees us together and tells Megumi?", but honestly, Megumi probably wouldn't be interested in your sex or love life, even if it was with his father.
— Maybe, if you take me for a motorcycle ride today.
— You're wearing a skirt, are you sure you'd want to do that? — Toji suppressed a playful laugh. — You could have a ride somewhere more comfortable than my motorcycle today.
You narrowed your eyes and bit the inside of your cheek, realizing that you were entering dangerous territory in a game of seduction that Toji knew and played better than you.
— Will Megumi be at home?
— He has an internship today. — Toji replied, drumming his fingers on his helmet.
— Wait for me after four o'clock then. — You replied and walked back toward the college as you felt his eyes fixed on your ass.
Throughout the day you felt uncomfortably nervous and Nobara even asked you if everything was okay several times at different times. The only answer your mind formulated was a simple positive head movement, because honestly you felt embarrassed to be interested in a friend's dod, even though this father was extremely attractive and did not reject your shy and restrained advances. He was just so nice, fine.
Fine enough to make you press your thighs together to try to relieve the sexual tension as your legs walked towards the Fushiguro house. And when you got there, it didn't take long to see Toji opening the door wearing only black sweatpants. You went inside and closed the door, nervously watching the older man, who sat comfortably on the sofa in the living room and called out to you with his index finger. As you stopped in front of him, one hand patted his lap and the other was placed on your thigh covered by your skirt. Slowly, Y/N took her seat sitting on his covered cock.
— Why do you look so tense, hm? — Toji asked, squeezing your thigh without too much force and you moved slightly against his hip. — Are you a virgin by any chance? — Your cheeks heated up.
— N-No, you just make me nervous. — Y/N replied, shrugging slightly.
— Do I? — He pretended to be surprised as he slid his hand up her skirt and pushed his fingertips against her covered pussy. — Do I make you get your panties wet too? — Toji pressed his hips against hers and her hands rested on his shoulders for a few brief seconds.
— Fuck, yes. — You groaned, taking your fingers to the buttons of your shirt to undo them. — I've been thinking about you more than I should, I've been thinking about everything about you.
— So, why don't you show me how much you've been thinking about me, huh? — Fushiguro pulled her panties aside and stroked her pussy in slow circular motions while he brought his other hand to her face and pulled her closer to his. — Show me how much you want me and cum on my fingers like the dirty slut I know you can be. — His thumb slowly brushed over your lips and you opened them, your mouth filled by long fingers.
You grabbed his wrist close to your intimacy and guided two of his digits into your interior. And, fuck, they filled you so well. Toji's fingers were thicker and longer than yours, so the times he repeatedly curved them inside your cunt, their tips easily brushed and pressed that spot that made you roll your eyes having your body spasm with pleasure. "What a beautiful vision", the man would be thinking as he watched his beautiful college girl choking on his fingers while being fucked by the others.
However, he didn't move his hand against you much, meaning that he let you choose the pace and intensity, until you whimpered against his neck in a silent request for his fingers to move against you:
— Please, Toji, move your fingers. — Y/N said as she pulled away from Toji's digits that were preventing her from speaking and forced her hips against his hand.
— Can't you cum on your own? — He asked squeezing your chin to make you keep your mouth open. — Pathetic. — Toji spat on your tongue and closed your mouth to force you to swallow. — Pathetic slut. — And then he began to finger you in a relentless rhythm.
If Fushiguro wanted to make you cum in his hand, that's exactly what he got, and he even got a great view of your trembling body, your breasts rising and falling rapidly because of your rapid breathing and your head falling back in an intense pleasure you didn't know your body could achieve. While you were still clouded by ecstasy, his fingers snuck up to finish removing your panties and getting rid of your clothes covering your upper body. He wanted you only in your skirt.
— Look at my pet slut with her beautiful cunt leaking. — His fingers spread the folds of your pussy to see you twitching around just at his obscene words. — Just so nice. — Toji pressed the thumb against your sensitive clit and gave you a smirk before he sat you down on one of his thighs, began to move you there and also slowly stimulated your clit.
His body leaned down and his lips latched onto your breasts, sucking and licking them more intensely as your hips moved faster against his thigh. And occasionally Fushiguro would pull up her skirt and slap her ass hard enough to leave several finger marks across her skin; and it was on one of his slaps that a short, gasping, "Daddy" sneaked out from between your lips and hit Toji's mind as a twinge of intense pleasure coursed through his entire body.
— Say that again. — He ordered, grabbing her neck with the hand that had been slapping her ass before.
— Daddy... — Y/N groaned breathlessly as she continued to move her hips against Toji's thigh in a desperate attempt to cum again.
— Keep calling me that, be a good little whore for me. — His other hand continued to stimulate your clit, now at a more intense pace that managed to push you straight into the abyss of a orgasmic pleasure that you so desperately needed.
After that, Fushiguro held you still in place as he continued to press his fingers against your clit. He definitely wanted to bring you close to the level of almost passing out from so much lust running freely through your body, and so your legs instinctively closed around his hand. At the same time that you desperately needed to breathe because you felt like your lungs were burning from your intense panting, every fiber of your body was still clamoring for the stimulation that only Toji could give you at the moment, so it wasn't hard for him to force your legs open again with a sly smile on his lips:
— Come on, my pretty girl, give me everything you've got. — He made scissor-like movements against her walls and her hips automatically forced themselves against Toji's palm, even though her intimacy was already quite sensitive.
— Daddy, please... please, more, daddy... — Y/N sank her face into the curve of Toji's neck trying to stifle her own moans.
— What a great fuck toy you are. — His fingers curved and you gasped, feeling again that same pressure as before against your bottom that indicated that your third orgasm was approaching. — No matter how much I make you cum you keep asking for more.
And the more he moved his fingers frantically against your pussy, the more you felt your thoughts disappear completely and all that was left was only Toji Fushiguro, and his fingers, and the cocky smile he had no matter what the situation was. Those same fingers that made you squirt for the first time against his abdomen in a third, overwhelming orgasm and your cheeks heat up violently, especially after seeing Toji bring them to his lips looking more than just satisfied with his work with you. Fuck, you could fuck him several times, you could pass out from pleasure, and you still wouldn't ask him to stop or slow down with you.
— Think you can handle one more, pretty girl? — He asked, his hands reaching for his pants and underwear.
— Yes, Daddy. — Y/N tried to speak as firmly as possible with her heavy breathing.
Toji put one hand on your waist and the other on your chin and took the opportunity to pull you in for a kiss as he entered you slowly, which made you lose some focus on the kiss and moan against his mouth as your nails dug into the skin of his shoulders. He didn't let you get too used to the recent intrusion and started thrusting himself against you hard.
After leaving yours, his mouth slid down your neck and shoulders to leave sucking and biting the area before placing the hand that was on your chin on your neck. Eventually yours moans went from simple gasps and sighs to little "Daddy" that made Fushiguro's dick twitch against yours insides several times and grunts escape his lips.
— I will breed you like the desperate little whore that you are. — Toji stroked hard against you while squeezing your neck a little harder. — I bet you're going to love this, aren't you?
— Y-Yes, daddy, breed me, please. — Y/N moved her hips against his while maintaining eye contact with the older man's predatory eyes. — Fill me up completely, until I'm leaking.
Toji squeezed your waist tightly, tilted your body slightly until your hips arched a bit, and started a rhythm of thrusts against you that as a result made your mind go blank and your nails leave scratches on his shoulders. And your fourth orgasm didn't even take long to hit you almost as hard as the third because your whole body had been extremely sensitive for a long time; after fucking that man incessantly you would definitely be addicted to him, to his touch, to his dick, to his lips. Everything about him was addictive.
After making you cum for the fourth time, Fushiguro kept thrusting inside you until his cock forcefully contracted against you and filled you full of cum. By that point you had definitely become just a bunch of holes for him to fuck, and if your body wasn't already so sensitive you might want him to actually fill every possible place in your body with cum. When he withdrew his dick from inside your pussy, Toji pulled your hips up to watch the white liquid escape your entrance and used his fingers to push it into you again.
— Come here. — He patted his chest lightly, and you leaned your sweaty body against his as you lifted your head to look at him. His hands caressed your body and soon you found yourself being carried up the stairs. — I'm going to give you a long shower, and then I'll take you home. — Toji left a gentle kiss against your forehead, and you felt more comfortable than you really should have in his arms.
— Thank you, daddy. — You replied, and he couldn't suppress a satisfied smile.
And maybe from then on you continued to take advantage of the times when Megumi wasn't home or you weren't so busy with college to spend hours together.
