#toji x chubby reader

[gojosluut]

when people see Toji with his sweet girlfriend out in public it’s all whispers

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An older woman whispers to another about how sorry they feel for you or assuming what Toji is like behind closed doors just by his large muscular form, grumpy face, and his overbearing rough demeanor it’s not rare people are going talk.

You don’t hear the whispers, but Toji does, all of the tiny hushes going unnoticed by him.

His eyebrows furrow from slight irritation as his eyes watch you wander around the lingerie store trying to find that pink set you saw online.

Toji doesn’t complain on how long you’re taking his heavy footsteps following behind you while you looked around. His ears twitch as he hears a woman whispering to one of her friends about how they feel sorry for you, again assuming how Toji is behind closed doors.

Once you had your full fill of shopping and you were back in your cozy apartment all Toji could think about is how he wished all those people in the mall could see him right now.

large muscular form taking up your entire vanity chair as you test out all the new makeup products you bought. Your hand steadily applies the eyeliner on his lash line - face completely concentrated as you swiftly apply a small wing.

His hair was clipped back by my melody hair clips, face in full glam with all the products you just bought. You lean back eyes scanning his face - hand gripping his jaw as you turn his head from side to side inspecting your work.

Toji doesn’t complain nor does he saying anything just a sigh through his nose - eyes never leaving yours as you stare at him. Finally you give a satisfied smile as you hand him a mirror. “you look so pretty ‘ji !” you squeal while Toji checks out your magic.

Tojis scarred lips tug into a grin as he puts down the mirror grabbing you by the waist pulling you into his lap.

“mhm i do, you like everything you bought then?” big hands rubbing up and down your waist. You nod with a smile as you lean forward kissing his cheek as a thank you for his compliance.

If only the people around them could see him like this. His sweet girlfriend treating him like some doll, then they really wouldn’t be saying anything.

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(not proof read)

[t0jisbunny]

husband!toji wants you pregnant again… ꒰♡

fluff / suggestive ➵ toji x chubby!reader

if toji could have you pregnant for the rest of your life, he would.

there was just something about you when you were pregnant — your belly swollen and round, breasts full and tender…

you had such a glow to you, he thought. even through raging hormones, swollen ankles, endless cravings, he couldn’t get enough of you.

he wasn’t quiet about it, either.

it’s only been three months since the baby was born, you’re drying the dishes, minding your own business, yet he’s already trying to put the idea of getting you pregnant again in your mind.

two muscular arms wrap around your waist, chest against your back, chin resting on your shoulder. "comin’ to bed?" he asks, pressing a slow kiss to the side of your neck.

"not yet, still have stuff to do," you respond, melting into your husbands embrace.

toji hums lowly, hands moving under your shirt and splaying across your soft tummy — slowly losing its roundness as the months go by. "miss when there was a bump," he says.

you scoff, "you miss when i was fat?"

"miss all of it," he mumbles, burying his face in the crook of your neck, tone slightly needy.

he squeezes the softness of your tummy, making you elbow him instinctively.

toji just grins faintly, unaffected by your attempt at shooing him away. "what, can’t love on my wife now?" he purrs, pressing himself more firmly against you.

"sure you can. just not there. still working on losing the tummy," you say with a small sigh, finishing up the last few plates.

not that you could see your husbands expression — but if you could, you’d see him practically pouting at your response.

"do that and i’m shavin’ my head," he warns, knowing how much you adore his hair. he adored your body, no matter how much it had changed. in fact, your new curves only made him want you more.

if that were even possible.

your thicker thighs, fuller breasts, the extra chub on your tummy… fuck. you were a sight for sore eyes.

"toji fushiguro. if you dare-"

"i want another," he interrupts, rubbing his hands all over your tummy, reminiscing about when it was round with his kid.

"do you want another kid, or do you just want to see me pregnant again?" you say, raising an eyebrow, turning around to face him.

his hands find your hips, gripping them possessively, massive frame pinning you against the counter once more.

"both. cmon, doll. just one more."

"you’re insane. it’s only been a few months," you argue, trying to ignore the disappointment suddenly showing on his stupidly handsome face.

a face that was extremely difficult to say no to.

"since when can we afford another kid? we’re still paying off the hospital bills from the first one. which might i remind you, was only three months ago. ”

toji smiles at you like he doesn’t have a care in the world. "so i’ll work extra, anythin’ you need, i’ll do it."

you tilt your head, narrowing your eyes at him, knowing a straight ‘no’ would crush him right now. you settle for a safer answer.

"…i’ll consider it."

toji grins like he’s won the lottery. "atta girl," he says, picking you up and draping you over his shoulder like you weigh nothing, carrying you over to the bedroom.

"put me down!!" you giggle, kicking your feet. "…i didn’t even say yes!"

he’d squeeze a yes out of you by your second orgasm at least.

[paperellina]

"you smell like a man," .✦ ݁˖ (clingy/chubby fem reader x toji)

tojis sitting on the couch counting money, broad back curved forward, sweater stretched tight across his shoulders while his big hands sort through bills.

"…seven hundred," he mutters under his breath.

you sneak up behind him and tug up the back of his sweater, squeezing your way underneath it like its your rightful place. it takes a second, your soft hips nudging against him, your warm, plush body shimmying in until you fit perfectly, all snug and warm.

then you press yourself flat to his back, all curves and softness, cheek squished between his shoulder blades, arms wrapping around his waist as far as they can reach. your thighs settle against his sides, hugging him all snug.

he stills for a second, hands pausing on the bills. "hell are ya' doin'?" he grunts.

you just nuzzle into him instead of answering, rubbing your cheek against his back and breathing him in, soft stomach pressed warm against his spine. toji exhales through his nose, already used to you. one hand keeps holding the money while the other reaches back to grab a handful of your hip, squeezing slow and firm.

you mumble against his skin, sweet and serious, "you smell like a man." you say, voice soft.

he pauses, then snorts a little. a slow grin spreads across his face, shoulders shaking once with a quiet laugh.

"…yeah?" he says, amused. "good,"

he keeps smiling to himself for a second, then he tilts his head slightly toward you. "c'mere. gimme a kiss."

you lean up from under the sweater and press a soft kiss to his cheek. he hums and leans back into you again while you both settle there wrapped together, his hands continuing to count again.

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[merakidoll]

tow driver!toji loved his job. he loved pissing people off to the point of them chasing his beat up truck. he would give a small smirk, tapping his fingers against his wheel as he on looked the street. in some cases - like this one, he had to willingly tow someone. in those cases it was no excitement until you. the pretty girl who moved from heel to heel, thick thighs rubbing together as you pouted up at him. “so what’s your name” you smiled softly at him after he helped you into the tall truck. he grunted in response, dick harding a little more each time you talked - and you talked a lot. toji hated anything he didn’t like, he didn’t like conversation, but he liked your voice; and his cock did too. you would ask a question and he would grunt in response, you would turn in the seat- and now your hands are gripping the door for life as toji ate you out from the back.

as a man who knew right from wrong, and things he should and shouldn’t do - this was something he had no thought on. his mouth ravishing your pussy whole. his mouth wide and wet, tounge lick the slits of your walls and circling your clit as he slapped your ass. “y-yesss!” you cried, head falling back, your ass shaking against his face. toji squeezed his cock in his slacks. his balls we’re nice and full wanting to feel just how tight your pretty pussy was. he shook his face in your cunt grunting. he recalled all the times he wished he was in this position and here it was. a pretty girl who fead him delicious pussy.

moving back he overlooked your fat ass, he slapped both of your cheeks hard squeezing them, “this is beautiful” he mumbled to himself voice husky and throat in need of clearing. this was the first accurate thing you’ve heard him say all night. his voice sending tingles to your stomach. “c-can i please cum” you muttered shyly, pussy throbbing. it had been minutes of toji admiring you, and at the sound of your voice he went on go mode. he spread your cheeks and kissed your small puckered hole shocking you. “w-waittt” you tried pleading, your toes were curling in the wedge heels you wore. his tounge then came out, circling your ass, and pushing in gently. the tip of his tounge explored you, you body shaking, trying to move away but toji had a tight grip, face all in your ass.

“still.” his words were muffled as he still stroked his tounge inside your unused hole, the vibrations of his grunts made you feel weak. sweat dripped from your forehead and the underboob of your tits. your pussy leaked its slimy juices on the leather seat. you held your breath, his tounge licking in your hole so good. it was foreign, but welcomed so desperately. just when you started craving more he moved down. kissing the small area that went from one hole to the next, then slid his tounge deep in your pussy that knocked the wind out of you.

“fuckkkk” you screamed, tears pooling at your water line. your stomach dropped, thighs shaking as moans came from you. cream flooding into the man’s mouth. toji’s hips bucked into the air, his cock oozing it’s pre cum out and down his hard curved cock. it left a mess in his underwear, that he would imagine this exact moment everytime he jerked off now. he pulled back from your shaky body, looking at your shake. your face was pressed into the window eyes dazed. he smirked, using the back of his hand to wipe his mouth. he turned back into his seat and started the car pulling off from the side of the road and back to enjoying his peace and quiet while his fingers tapped the wheel.

[vanillyeen]

your phone buzzed coming from your “ husband💋 ” they were two pictures and a video, “ aww he looks cute ” you smiled at the two photos before being hit with a video of him face deep into your pussy. you turned off your phone before putting it face down on the table. “what the hell is wrong with him?!” you muttered to yourself knowing damn well you’re smiling and biting your lip. “ t-too good, sooo good ” his pretty eyes looked up as his tongue continued to play around with your clit. “ w-wait! ohmygoshhh! ” those words meant nothing coming out your mouth cause right this isnt for your pleasure it's for his. "aw, what wrong baby ? cant take it?" ugh he such a asshole but you cant help but shove his head closer. "s-shut up" the sound of your voice cracking makes him smile.

you: the hell is wrong with you ?! yk i'm at lunch with your mom !"

hubby💋: i know, that's what makes it fun 😉

[tojischubbywife]

toji fushiguro who just loves a fat pussy. he doesn't know why. it’s just something about how those plump lips engulf his face as he eats you out. and don't get him started on the way your thick thighs shake as you get closer and closer. he loves being between your thighs. doesn't matter when or where, he’ll find an excuse to bury his face in your cunt. he honestly has to thank you for letting him absolutely munch on the delicacy that’s your pussy. 

a/n: a bit self indulgent cause i’m a big girl who's big everywhere

[fiilthyleandoer]

Toji and curvy/chubby women.

Toji loved thicker girls, for someone who is built like a tank, filled with muscle; he enjoyed when his big hands couldn’t hold all the flesh that filled your ass. He wasn’t really into cardio bunnies, he liked women who were plump; with a juicy ass, big breasts, and a tummy that would jiggle with every thrust of his hips.

Toji loved chubby girls for their fat pussy. The way your cunt could barely be contained in your cute thong? He was ripping that little lace right off. He’d have you tighten your thighs around his head, feeling the warmth of your skin all over as he lathered his tongue all of your tight pussy. Toji’s balls would squeeze whenever your fat pussylips would suck in his cock— making that nice squeak of pleasure!

He worshiped your body like no other man could. Toji reveled the way his abs glided against your soft stomach, or how you’d moan at the way his strong arms held you. He never made you second guess if he could take you while you were topping him—- he even made you slam harder into his cock without any hesitation.

If he had trouble holding one boob with one of his palms—- get on his dick right now.

A/N: I fucking love chubby women, Jenni Rivera in a tight skirt… I’m folding.

[user-voidx]

mmmmm soo obsessed with dirty fuckers when it comes to sex and i think toji falls hard in this lane because he don’t just fuck you, he devours your fat, wet pussy like a beast starved for every juicy inch.

he starts slow, that thick, swollen cock sliding deep inside you, teasing, tasting, making you feel every thick vein, every inch of that jacob’s ladder piercing scraping and digging into your tight, dripping walls with that nasty, sharp friction that has your pussy clenching like crazy.

then he grabs your hips hard enough to bruise, hauling you down onto him and fucking you like you’re the only fucking thing keeping him sane. savage, rough, relentless,pounding deep, balls slapping your soft ass, hips snapping like thunder, filling you up so completely you can’t even think straight.

his hands don’t just touch, they claim every inch, fingers digging into your thick waist, nails raking your soft thighs, pulling you closer until your breath comes out in shaky, desperate gasps.

his mouth is hot on your neck, teeth sinking in while he growls filthy shit in your ear, telling you how nasty you are for dripping all over his cock, how he’s gonna fuck that thick pussy raw, leave marks nobody else can see.

you’re dripping, soaked and slick, grinding back on him even as he pushes harder, faster, making you beg for more, the sting of his jacob’s ladder piercing driving you wild with a twisted mix of pain and pure fucking pleasure.

he flips you over without warning, spreading that fat ass wide, slapping and squeezing those cheeks like he’s marking you, fucking you raw from behind while dragging his tongue slow and cruel over your spine, biting and licking as he sinks balls deep again and again.

then he drags you up to the edge of the bed, shoving that thick cock inside slow and deep, grinding into your soft, juicy body like he’s burying himself in you forever, hands roaming every curve, kneading your thick thighs and rolling your heavy breasts possessively.

but toji’s just getting started.

he flips you again, legs thrown over his shoulders, balls deep, pounding your dripping pussy like a man possessed. one hand presses hard against your clit, rubbing fast and merciless, while the other slides fingers inside you, stretching your slick walls open, curling just right to send you spiraling into insanity.

you scream his name, trembling and dripping, every nerve on fire from the filthy, brutal worship he’s giving your thick, needy pussy.

he pulls out slick and leaking but keeps those fingers inside, tasting your juices like the filthy addict he is, then slides back in slow, deep, possessive, teeth sinking into your shoulder as he marks you like his own goddamn property.

“mine,” he rasps, voice thick with hunger and obsession.

and you’re gone, fucked raw, dripping wet, mind spinning, utterly wrecked and owned by the nastiest, dirtiest fucker (literally) you’ll ever know.