Sunday morning with a Toji who can’t keep his hands off you (m!reader)
Toji strolls in, hand under his shirt scratching his stomach.
“That my shirt?” you ask.
He grunts, moving your feet from under him to his lap, before he plops himself down on the sofa. “Couldn’t find any clean ones of my own.”
“Just say you like my clothes better; we both know I’ve got a greater sense of style,” you retort without much heat. Toji snorts his disagreement.
A show plays on the TV. You’re scrolling on your phone. He’s watching though he doesn’t really know what’s happening as he absentmindedly massages your feet. Weekends with your boyfriend are typically very relaxed, very sluggish. It’s a time for you both to unwind after a long week’s hard work. It’s also a time for him to get as much skinship as he’s been missing…
He squeezes a thigh, and your eyes meet his. Toji doesn’t smile, and yet there’s a glint of one in his gaze. “Again?” you ask, groaning. You try to pull your leg from his grip. You can’t. It’s impossible. He’s a hunter locked in on this morning’s breakfast. “Come on, I don’t even think I have anything left in my balls.”
You swat the hand that tries to cup said balls as he says, “We’ll just have to see, won’t we?” And when you shove him away with your foot, he only grows more persistent.
Toji lunges, like a lion going for the kill, and pins your body to the sofa with his own. He lays kisses on your throat. His stubbles prick you; you don’t complain. Your Adam’s apple bobs, and that’s how he knows he’s got you — the low moan that follows is a mere cherry on top.
Hips press against each other. Bulges brush together. He’s as hard as you. That fact sends a shudder down your spine. “Toji,” you rasp.
“I know,” he mutters at your jaw. He gives your cheek a kiss before he travels down your body and tugs at your sweatpants, which are really his. “Just leave it to me.”
A warm mouth envelopes your cock, expertly consuming the length till your tip meets the back of his throat. You groan, hips rutting up. Toji throws a heavy arm over your stomach and keeps you down, unable to buck him off. The wetness of his mouth, the heat and humidity, the way his tongue flicks your leaking slit, and how hard he sucks the sensitive head — he knows just how you like it.
You grab the back of his head and push him down, wanting to fill his throat. “Fuck, Toji, ‘m gonna cum.”
That’s his cue to massage your balls and urge as much cum to spray out as possible. In record time, hot spurts paint his throat white. You grunt out his name, back arching and thighs shaking. Toji sucks it all up, guzzling on every drop, and not wasting an ounce.
He pulls back, panting and licking over his scar. His lips are shiny and swollen. Toji grins.
“See? Knew you had more in ya.”
first time writing with a male!reader and it's smut, men of Tumblr jjk please don't hate me if this is bad *cries in a corner*
Sukuna x Toji x m!reader. Like. Big muscly men but with soft muscles that are perfect to lay your head on. Muscly thighs that are perfect to nuzzle. Big pecs that are perfect squish. Pure fluff with sukufushi x reader, maybe some baby megumi or somethingggg. Chat i js want big muscly men to headlock me or to just collapse into their big chest. Gulp
CUDDLE TIME!
Ryomen Sukuna & Toji Fushiguro x Male!Reader
You somehow ended up living every man’s dream, being sandwiched between two muscles on a couch while they argue over who’s more comfortable to cuddle. With little Megumi climbing all over the three of you, warm cuddles, sleepy kisses, giant hands holding you close, and the terrifying realization that the two scariest men alive are absolute suckers for their family.
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The apartment was suspiciously quiet. Which, in a household containing Ryomen Sukuna, Toji Fushiguro, and a four-year-old Megumi Fushiguro, usually meant something terrible was happening.
You narrowed your eyes slightly as you stepped further into the living room. “Megumi?”
Silence. Dangerous silence. Then… a tiny giggle.
You turned toward the couch just in time to see Megumi dive face-first beneath a blanket pile. Ah. So that was the game today. Unfortunately for him, both of his fathers were helping.
Toji sat sprawled across one end of the couch in gray sweatpants and a black t-shirt that strained distractingly across his chest, looking entirely too pleased with himself for a grown man assisting in toddler espionage. Sukuna lounged on the opposite side with one arm draped over the back cushions, broad chest exposed thanks to the fact he apparently considered shirts a disgrace to the natural state. Both men looked deeply untrustworthy.
“You’re hiding him,” you accused immediately.
Toji looked offended. “Would never.”
“Mhm.”
Sukuna smirked lazily. “Maybe the brat disappeared.”
Another muffled giggle came from under the blanket. You stared flatly.
Sukuna shrugged. “Could be ghosts.”
“Toji.”
“What?”
“You’re smiling.”
“So?”
“That means you’re guilty.”
Toji’s grin widened immediately, scar pulling slightly at the corner of his mouth. God, the two of them together were unfair. Not even in an intimidating way anymore. Just… Big. Warm. Comfortable. Built like absolute monsters while simultaneously functioning as the world’s most dangerous weighted blankets.
You’d discovered very early into the relationship that both Sukuna and Toji ran warm naturally, which made cuddling with either of them addictive beyond reason. Especially after long days. There was something deeply healing about collapsing face-first into broad pecs and solid muscle while one of them lazily dragged a hand through your hair. Or worse… getting trapped between both of them on the couch. Which was exactly what happened now.
Before you could react, Toji hooked an arm around your waist and yanked you backward dramatically. You barely got out a surprised noise before landing across his lap with a heavy oomph.
“There,” Toji said easily, pinning you against his chest one-armed like you weighed nothing. “Now you can’t interrogate witnesses.”
“You’re literally obstructing justice.”
Sukuna snorted from the other side of the couch. Megumi’s tiny head finally peeked out from the blanket mountain.
You pointed immediately. “Found you.” Megumi gasped dramatically before scrambling out entirely and launching himself toward you. Unfortunately, Toji still had you trapped in what could only be described as a very affectionate headlock.
“Help,” you told Megumi weakly. Megumi considered this carefully. Then climbed directly onto your stomach instead.
“Traitor,” you muttered.
Toji laughed quietly against the top of your head, chest rumbling warmly behind you. The sound did terrible things to your ability to function normally. Because annoyingly enough, both Sukuna and Toji had voices built specifically to ruin people. Deep. Rough. Sleepy around the edges at home in ways they never sounded around anyone else.
Domesticity looked delicious on them, especially Toji. There was something genuinely unfair about a man built like a hitman casually helping his son color dinosaur pages at the kitchen table.
Sukuna reached over lazily and grabbed the back of your hoodie, dragging you sideways until your head landed against his chest instead. You sighed automatically at the contact. Warm. Solid. Comfortable enough to make you reconsider every responsibility you had for the rest of the day.
Sukuna looked unbearably smug immediately. “You always end up over here eventually.”
“You’re warm.”
“Told you.”
Toji scoffed. “I’m literally right here.”
“You’re also bony.”
“Bony?” Toji repeated, horrified.
You poked lightly at his ribs. “Sharp edges.”
“Toji loses his shit when you insult his muscles,” Sukuna informed you lazily.
“I do not.”
“You pouted for an hour last week because he called your shoulders ‘pointy.’”
“They are pointy,” you argued.
“Toji’s built like a coat hanger with abs.”
Megumi burst into tiny delighted laughter. Toji looked betrayed.
“You’re all dead to me.”
Despite his words, he immediately tugged you back against him again, one massive hand spreading across your stomach while Megumi climbed into Sukuna’s lap. The couch groaned dangerously beneath the combined weight of all four of you. Sukuna rested his chin briefly on top of Megumi’s messy hair while absently rubbing circles into your shoulder with his thumb.
Quiet settled over the apartment. Comfortable. Soft. The late afternoon sun filtered through the windows golden and warm while cartoons played quietly in the background.
You were half trapped between two terrifyingly powerful men and a sleepy toddler. Honestly? Perfect.
Megumi yawned suddenly, rubbing at his eyes. Toji immediately softened. It happened every time. The second Megumi looked sleepy or upset or sick, Toji transformed into the world’s most emotionally compromised father.
“You tired, kid?” Megumi nodded solemnly.
Sukuna snorted softly. “He fought to sleep for three hours and now suddenly he’s exhausted.”
“I wasn’t tired before.”
“Sure.” Megumi climbed clumsily off Sukuna’s lap and directly onto yours instead, small hands grabbing fistfuls of your hoodie.
“Papa.” Your chest melted instantly.
“Yes, sweetheart?”
“Up.”
Toji grinned immediately. “You created this problem.”
“You encouraged it.”
“And I’d do it again.”
You adjusted Megumi carefully against your chest, smiling when he immediately tucked his face against your neck sleepily. Sukuna watched the interaction quietly for a moment. Then his expression softened almost imperceptibly.
Most people would miss it. You never did. There was something strangely tender about Sukuna when it came to the two of you. Possessive still. Sharp around the edges, but soft in ways nobody else got to see. Especially during moments like this. Domestic little moments he pretended not to care about while secretly loving all along.
“You’re staring,” you murmured.
Sukuna hummed lazily. “You look comfortable.”
“I am comfortable.”
Toji hooked his chin over your shoulder from behind immediately. “He means you look cute.”
“I did not say that.”
“You were thinking it.”
Sukuna rolled his eyes dramatically. Then reached over and pulled you closer anyway. Your face ended up half squished against his chest while Toji stayed pressed warm against your back. Completely trapped now, not that you minded.
Honestly, you were pretty sure this exact scenario could heal you. Big muscly men holding you hostage through affection. Terrible fate.
You sighed contentedly into Sukuna’s chest.
Toji immediately smirked. “Hear that? That’s the sound he makes when he’s happy.”
“I’ll bite you.”
“You say that every time.”
Megumi, already half asleep against you, mumbled quietly, “Family cuddle.”
The room went soft instantly. Even Sukuna froze for half a second. Toji’s expression melted completely. And then Megumi, with the devastating emotional precision only small children possessed, sleepily reached one tiny hand outward toward both of them.
“C’mere.” Toji made the weakest wounded noise you’d ever heard from a grown man.
“Oh, we’re done for,” you whispered.
“Absolutely finished,” Toji agreed.
Sukuna muttered something about manipulative children while immediately pulling the blanket over all of you anyway. Which was how you ended up buried beneath two giant men and one sleepy toddler while late sunlight warmed the apartment around you.
Toji’s fingers lazily traced patterns against your side. Sukuna’s hand rested heavy and warm on your thigh. Megumi snored softly against your chest. And honestly? You could’ve stayed there forever.
char: toji fushiguro
word count: 1.9 k
tags: smut, mdni, m!reader, amab!reader, bot/sub!reader, dom!toji pwp, unprotected sex, moderate feminisation, toji wants to impregnate reader but that doesn't actually happen, anal fingering, penetration, nipple play (?), i think there's spanking in there don't quote me on that, pet names, slight alcohol use, not the safest of sex and probably inaccurate but eyyyy, dubcon if you squint.
toji fushiguro was a peculiar man. from the moment (y/n) met him, he couldn’t help but feel a weird, almost magnetic pull, towards the lazy man with that cocky smirk of his and those intoxicatingly beautiful green eyes. even when toji was at his lowest, drinking beer from a stray bottle on his dirty floor, (y/n) couldn’t help but feel not only sympathy, but immense attraction towards him. and thus, he’d help the older man off the floor, shove him in the shower, praying that toji’s towel around his hips would fall before he managed to close the door. but alas, a man could only hope.
(y/n) had been letting toji crash at his place for a while now, seeing as that was a much better option than spending entire nights over at the horse tracks bleachers, hiding from the officers patrolling. over time, he noticed the little habits toji had. how he’d bite on the side his scar was situated when he was thinking hard for once. or how he’d disappear for days and suddenly come back with a shit ton of money— money that toji slowly started using to pamper (y/n) with fancy dinners. well, right before he spent the rest on booze and horse racing. but hey, at least he cared, right?
for a while now, toji had expressed missing his son, but more so, he had expressed how much he wanted to take care of another baby— forgetting that the first time around he wasn’t exactly a model father. and yet, the older man kept expressing how much he had wanted a baby.
“i remember when my wife was pregnant,” he pondered in a drunken haze one night, looking at the empty bottle of booze between his legs. he had a bittersweet smile on his face, the moonlight cascading onto his dark hair. toji was aware that when his wife was alive, when he still had their son, he wasn’t a model husband. sometimes he wished he could try all over again. other times, he had no regrets over how he chose to live his life. why should he be restricted and tied down? and yet, he yearned for those moments his wife depended on him, how cute she were when she was pregnant with their child. how doting she was when she took care of little megumi. but now, he only had booze and horse racing to look forward to. and (y/n), he supposed.
the next morning, (y/n) woke up with a huge hug tugging on his underwear, ever so slightly. the wind of a deep breath rang next to his ears, making him shiver as his eyes fluttered open. “wha…” he muttered softly as he turned his head ever so slightly, his gaze meeting those mischievous green eyes.
“good morning, baby boy,” toji said in a gruff voice, the smirk evident in his tone. his hand slowly left the band of (y/n)’s underwear, delving inside his shirt and touching his skin. “never noticed ya smell so intoxicating…” he purred into (y/n)’s ear.
(y/n) could feel something poking his lower back, quickly awaking from his haze. looking at toji, the way he was holding him, the way his hands ghosted over his skin giving him goosebumps… it was exactly what he had been wishing for so damn long. perhaps he should stop the other male; this probably didn’t mean anything either. chances were, toji just got horny and he was the closest body he could have his way with. but god, even that mere thought of toji finding him attractive enough to bang made him grow a tent in his boxers.
with a lazy turn, (y/n) faced toji, his own eyes looking up at the other male. for a moment, he just stared at toji’s face. that tantalising smirk on his lips that made his intentions known, that goddamn scar beneath his lip, making him even more attractive. those green eyes, filled with mischief and playfulness, but by gods, was he drunk on all of him.
toji’s hand climbed beneath (y/n)’s shirt and slowly traced circles around his stomach. a sparkle flickered in his gaze, his body leaning closer to the other male. “you’d look so adorable with a fucking bump here…”
“pardon…?” (y/n) asked as he looked up at toji. just now he was able to smell the faintest traces of alcohol in toji’s breath, and in paired with his latest discussions… gods knew what toji wanted to do with him. and yet, despite his better instincts, (y/n) found himself getting into the idea… sure, was it biologically impossible? kinda yeah. that made it no less hot.
soon enough, toji’s hand reached higher, caressing the other male’s nipples, flicking the sensitive buds. propping himself up on his free elbow, toji leaned his head to press open-mouthed wet kisses on (y/n)’s neck. soft sighs escaped his lips as he flipped the other male on his back, effectively climbing on top of him. slowly, he took off (y/n)’s shirt and threw it on the ground far away, his mouth now latching onto the soft skin of his chest. one hand was propping him up, while the other was now playing with (y/n)’s boxers, his fingers playfully kneading his ass ever so slightly, before going back up to caress his waist.
soon enough, the older male had unbuckled his belt and discarded his trousers somewhere on the bedroom’s floor. his hands worked meticulously on taking off (y/n)’s briefs, tossing them away. both their hard-ons were now visible, basking in the air of sex that filled the room. (y/n) squirmed as toji’s large hand pumped twice his cock, before he brought it close to his own. a dry laugh left toji’s lips as he rubbed their lengths together, a smirk tugging on his features.
(y/n) closed his eyes from the stimulation, wiggling under toji’s grasp. soon enough, he felt two large hands holding his hips upwards. he saw toji circle his cock around his room, smearing his precum on his twitching hole. he felt a slight change as toji held him up with one arm, as his other rummaged the drawers, before taking out a slender bottle. squirting the lube on his fingers, toji inserted first one, then two fingers inside of (y/n)’s ass, the pace quick and impatient.
toji seemed unfased by (y/n)’s squirmed over the cold sensation within him, or the constant stretch of his asshole. and while he loved the expressions (y/n) was making, he couldn’t help but make his pace quicker and quicker, impatient to start the real thing. after a few moments, he noticed (y/n) shudder, the male’s cock leaking precum. with a scoff, he stopped his motions completely, wiping his hands on his abs.
a whine escaped (y/n)’s lips.
“i’m not letting you cum until i fucking breed you,” toji said with a sneer, licking his bottom lip at the sight of the male beneath him. he was sure the other male protested, but he didn’t case as he grabbed the other man’s waist and pushed him closer to him. propping (y/n)’s legs over his shoulder, he circled his cock around his rim. “i’m gonna breed you so fucking good.”
before the man beneath him could even process those words, toji entered him fully. toji’s balls rested against the male’s ass, precum already leaking both their cocks. (y/n) was almost speechless at how full toji’s cock made him feel. he had been daydreaming about this scenario, ever since toji had started living with him. and yet, no imagination, no amount of times masturbating to the thought of the older man, could possibly prepare him not only for the sheer girth of his cock, but also the force with which he’d push it in.
toji briefly looked at (y/n)’s fucked out face of pleasure, before he started slamming his hips back and forth with an insane pace. it was as if he was driven by powers higher than both of them. as if there was some kind of biological need to cum right at that moment. for the first few thrusts it was painful, but it only took a few seconds for (y/n) to get used to the feeling and the immense pleasure it brought him. the pain, the pleasure, the way the older male slipped in and out of his gaping hole were enough to make him cum in matters of seconds. a guttural moan escaped his lips as he came all over his and toji’s abs.
toji stopped his thrusts for a moment, as he saw the cum covering his abs. adjusting (y/n)’s leg on his shoulder, before one of his hands reached to smear the cum all over (y/n)’s stomach. he drew a circle and then slightly pressing the other male’s stomach, as if trying to find the outline of his own cock. reaching the other guy’s abdomen, he smirked.
“that’s where i’m gonna pump a baby in you,” was all he said as he started thrusting again, holding (y/n) tightly against him so he wouldn’t be able to escape his deep thrusts. small grunts escaped his lips as he looked at the male beneath him, the face he made, the tears in his eyes. “you’re gonna make me a daddy,” he whispered almost softly, as he gripped on the headboard for better stability as he kept thrusting inside, even more harshly than before.
(y/n) could feel himself get close again, his moans getting more high pitched as he tried to let toji know. one hand was gripping on the sheets, while the other was grabbing toji’s arm that loomed above him. “i-i’m clo-ahhhh… i’m close-”
and when he expected toji to go even more feral than before, if that was even possible, he could feel toji’s thrusts get more shallow, less quick. “no, not yet, baby boy…” he said in a hushed tone, trying to catch his breath. “you haven’t been nearly as vocal as i want you to be…”
“you’ve got to be shitting-ahh!” mid-sentence, toji curled his hips, pushing his cock deeply inside (y/n) before pulling away completely again.
“that’s nice, but you can do better.”
toji started thrusting again at a brutal pace, and when (y/n) tried to muffle his screams, he’d stop again. this happened a few times, not only teasing and edging (y/n)— who was so damn close, and yet so fucking far away— but also ensuring the other’s throat wouldn’t work properly for at least a couple of days. and yet, the louder (y/n) got, the closer to the edge toji was, the more feral his thrusts were.
“that’s fucking it,” toji growled, his nails now digging into the headboard as his hips moved almost mechanically. “gonna fucking fill you up. knock you up. that’s what you’ve been wanting eh? you– shittt… you think i-i hadn’t noticed? huh?”
at this point, toji was muttering incoherent sentences. he kept going and going, pushing his hips in and out in and out and in— as if a tidal wave crushed onto him, he moved his hands from the headboard and put them again on (y/n)’s waist, pulling him towards his hips, as if he wanted no droplet of his cum to be wasted. he could feel the other male convulse under him as a grin spread on his lips before he pushed his hips a few more times, fucking his cum further inside (y/n)’s hole.
with a soft pop toji finally pulled out of (y/n)’s rim and took a look at the male. dirty, tired and completely fucked out would be the words he’d use to describe him. a proud smirk stretched across his lips as he gave a playfully spank on the guy’s thigh before putting them back on the bed. sitting on the edge of the bed, he rested his elbows on his knees as he looked back again at the mess of a man he had left.
ꕥ Warnings: Male reader, amab, mlm, m!reader, bottom reader, x male reader, sfw ONLY, fluff, Toji x m!reader, modern AU, male x male couple, how I think Toji will act if he was gentle and soft, out of character Toji, Husband!Toji x M!Reader, mentions of thick thighs, reader kinda has thick thighs, kisses to show love, cuddles
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ꕥ Notes: Yeah, uhh.. Enjoy this and if you want more go read other fics I have on my masterlist :3 I have very little drabbles though, mostly from jjk! @l3on3lle, here’s another!^^ (Writing this from experience with exactly this insecurity and still have it, I hide them by wearing baggy pants or sweatpants even in summer through out all the seasons.) Anyways, enjoy this fic and hope you like it <3 You're beautiful and handsome just the way you are, insecurities can come and go but it's just us humans being humans ^^ Love y'all and ty for the support!
♡Thick Thighs♡
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୨୧ Toji Fushiguro | SFW ୨୧
What if! You were so insecure of your thighs ever since you were about a teenager, you only wore something that would cover them up. Like sweatpants, baggy jeans, oversized hoodies, etc. You never have put on shorts ever since that day. Only and maybe at home if you felt comfortable, which rarely happened. Just maybe.. once a year? And that's it.
What if! Toji comes home one day and notices you're wearing a large hoodie and sweatpants in the middle of summer. Like, what the heck? It’s seriously 34 degrees outside and you’re wearing- okay- anyways..
What if! Toji notices immediately after a few minutes how insecure you were of your thighs. Feeling bad for you, he always loved and still does love your things. He thought they were nice pillows!! And here you are covering them up.
What if! Toji just picks you up in his big arms and takes you to the room you two share. Closing the door and laying you down on the bed. Quickly remove your sweatpants as you get startled, cover them up with your hoodie. But Toji was quick to stop you.
What if! Toji removed your hoodie as well and took a look at your body. Completely mesmerized. Asking you why you’re covering up your body, especially your thighs. Being unable to answer as tears filled your eyes.
What if! Toji laid down beside you as he wrapped his big arms around your body. Caressing your sides to try and calm you down, which worked a bit. You stopped crying which made him sigh in relieve. Never liked seeing you cry and still doesn't. It breaks his heart. Sniffling as you try to speak.
What if! You finally told him what your problem was. Toji just listened as you spoke. Listening intently, giving you the moment and time you needed. After you were done, he started explaining to you how he loved your thighs and that it's his view only. He loved how they were so soft yet plush-like. Of course, he did tell you he loved the whole you too :3
What if! Toji started kissing your whole body saying that he’ll show you how much he loved it <3
What if! After he was done doing that, he wrapped your upper body with a warm blanket as he laid between your thighs. Giving your thighs love, showing exactly how much he loves them. Mumbling out praises to you as he caressed them as well.
What if! You're cuddled up in that warm blanket as he didn't stop showing you his love, his love on how much he loves you and your body. He went on for minutes, maybe even hours.
What if! After he was done, he took you in his arms and cuddled your body. Giving your cheeks soft kisses as he mumbles praises into your ear after each kiss, "Oh, you're so pretty, my baby boy." "I like the whole you." "I'm here if you want to talk, my love." "My baby boy." "Don't be sad anymore, I want my cute husband to be happy as long as I am here." "I love you."
What if! He leaned your head against his chest so you could hear his heartbeat as he kept on cuddling you. Keeping you warm and safe in those big arms of his. Making you smile warmly as you listened to his beautiful heartbeats.
What if! You fell asleep in his arms because of his praises and heartbeat. All thanks to him, making you feel more loved than ever. Toji knew exactly how to make you happy and how to make a warm smile on your face.
What if! As you were asleep in his arms he whispered, "I love you, my baby boy. Please keep that in mind, even if you forget I'll keep on reminding you forever until my last breath on this world," before falling asleep too.
Baizhu realizes the reader’s accidentally inhaled a libido-enhancing herb. The boy’s in pain from how bad he needs to cum, and so Baizhu lends the aid of his fat cock to the poor, sick man.
2) Bokuto x Reader
Bokuto comes home from a long run. His boyfriend’s cooking them dinner, and he just finished! But the second Bokuto peels off his shirt and those sweaty, hairy pits are revealed, his boyfriend can’t help but stuff his face in them. Soon enough, it goes from Snowy’s face in Bokuto’s pits to Bokuto’s cock in Snowy’s hole.
3) Toji x Reader
Toji’s laying on the couch, arms up as he watches a game. His boyfriend’s awful needy, so he has no qualms with simply stuffing his face in those pits and licking away like a hungry dog. Toji’s absolutely fine with this, his cock getting hard and eager to have its own fun.
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Contains/Warning: Male reader, male x male, amab, m4m, mlm, m!reader, bottom reader, Baizhu x M!Reader, Bokuto x M!Reader, Toji x M!Reader, separate, smut, armpit play = Bokuto and Toji, foodplay = Bokuto, needy reader, reader strocking character's member, also- not proofread :,3
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Baizhu was in the bedroom while waiting for you, he was already changed and couldn’t wait any longer. Where were you? You told him you would go to the bathroom and be back. He went out of bed and out of the room, but before he could even open the door you were the one who opened it. Baizhu grew worried when he noticed you sweating and how red your cheeks had gotten, lifting his hand up to touch your forehead but you stopped him.Taking his hand down to your crotch as he felt how aroused and hot you were right now.
Tears leave your eyes as a soft moan leaves your lips. Baizhu wonders what happened or how this happened when you were gone until he realizes that he forgot to put away the enhancing herb. It was usually for animals since it helps them heal faster but for humans/archons it had a more different effect. It had more of a.. Well, y’know.
This was one of the side effects you were experiencing. There were a lot more side effects but it seemed that only one had gotten to you which makes Baizhu sigh in relief. But he notices you grinding against his leg now, whimpering and whining for more before he sighs again and knows what to do. Picking you up and placing you down on the bed, ripping your clothes off as you continue to whine. Feeling the cold air hit your hot body as you shiver from the suddenness.
He looks at how your cock leaks with precum, knowing how bad you really wanted to cum.
Baizhu pulls his pants down enough to reveal his fat cock to you. A soft gasp leaves from your mouth as you stare at it with daze, clearly out of it. Staring at the girth and size while shuddering with excitement. Whining as you take his cock in your hand; lining it towards your entrance before he loses control and slams inside. No preparations whatsoever but you couldn’t care right now. Wincing a bit from the pain before you ease and pleasure fully taking over the both of you. Gripping your hips as he continues to fuck you, his cock smoothly sliding in and out of you.
You were so hot inside that it made Baizhu’s cock melt, feeling how tight you were even though it went smoothly in and out. You were so near that you started clenching around him which made Baizhu moan. He hits your prostitute directly when he goes balls deep which makes you cut loose, letting everything out and relieving yourself, painting your stomach white. Clenching more around his member before he let everything inside of you, painting your gummy walls white.
Baizhu sighs as he removes his member from inside of you, lying down beside you now as he closes his eyes.
Feeling how the bed shifted and felt a heavy weight on him. Opening his eyes again to be met with you on top of him. Slowly lifting your own hips up as you take his cock in one hand and lining it at your entrance again. Lowering yourself on him while letting out moans before you lowered yourself completely. Baizhu groans as he feels your warm insides again. You feel his cock get bigger inside of you as you smile and giggle, feeling fuzzy
Oh archons, this would be a ve~ry long night♡
𝐁𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨
Bokuto just came back home after a long run, he was training for the upcoming match that was this Sunday. He couldn’t wait to play with his other teammates.
Bokuto enters the house and is quickly met with a delicious aroma that fills the house. His sweat slid down from his forehead to his cheek, wiping it with his shirt, and let me tell you; he was dripping wet from all the sweat! No wonder though! He wears a damn hoodie and sweatpants every time, even in summer when it’s freaking hot!
Bokuto takes his shoes off and puts them on the shoe rack, following the great smell afterwards. He walks inside the kitchen and sees you finishing up dinner that you greatly cooked. When you hear him walk inside the kitchen, you decide to welcome him; turning around to look at him. But before you could even say anything, his shirt was already off. His upper body was glistening because of the sweat and it kinda turned you on. Shyly looking at his chest then his abs, before your eyes darted towards the area of his armpits. Your face is tinting with a light hue of red. Bokuto knew you always liked seeing him like this, dripping with sweat but especially his armpits. Something about it always turns you on! Bokuto comes closer as he sneaks an arm around your waist, pulling you close to him, closing the gap between the two. He lifts his free arm up and rests it on his head, clearly inviting you. His sweaty, hairy armpit being revealed to you and you couldn’t help but stuff your face in it.
Giving it small licks like a little kitten, getting a taste of him. And oh, how it made you melt, even arousing your lower half. Your eyes almost cross from the pleasure. Bokuto puts his hand behind your head and completely stuffing your face on his armpit. A small whine leaving your lips. You continued to lick his armpit for quite a while before Bokuto stopped you, lifting you up in his arms as he took the bowl with whipped cream in it that you made yesterday for the cake from the fridge. It was his turn to destroy you completely <3 Throwing you onto the bed as he quickly undresses you with one hand, dipping his finger into the whipped cream and placing some on your nipples. Putting the bowl down beside him as he lowers himself, placing his mouth on your nipple as he sucks, getting a taste of you and the whipped cream. Gently biting it as whimpers leaves your lips while his other hand slides down to your entrance. Slowly pushing one finger in to prep you while he continues to eat you out with the whipped cream
After a while of preparation and a bit of whipped cream being left in the bowl (oh, well, just make a new one tomorrow T-T), he stuffed you with his dick. Slowly pushing inside while he pumps your cock. A loud moan left your lips. When he got the tip in he let you adjust to his size since he was quite bigger </3
When you adjust to the size, you nod slightly to signal him to continue. He notices your signal and pushes more deeply until he’s balls deep. Hitting a bundle of nerves and brushing your prostitute at the same time. Tears fill your eyes as they roll down your cheeks and another loud moan leaves your lips, but it almost sounded like a scream. Bokuto starts sliding in and out while you were so already out if it, mind fuzzy and moaning like the cock slut you are for him (Probably (100%) a bitch in heat too) <3
You would not be able to walk after this night and next morning too, unfortunately♡
𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢
Toji came back from his hardworking work. Going into the living room so he could watch the new game. Lying down on the couch, leg over the other, arms up and hands behind his head. Sighing softly as his body starts easing up, beating those guys to pulp was no joke. But anything to get money, right? :]
Anyways, you came down stairs and saw Toji laying down on the couch. Eyes going to his handsome face to his lips where his small scar is. You are very needy at this moment though, you have been trying everything to calm down your neediness but nothing worked! Awh, damn it! But as soon as your eyes darted towards his pits you lost control, quickly walking closer to him as you lay down beside him. Stuffing your face into his pits and licking away like a hungry dog. Not caring if his shirt was in the way, you just wanted this unbearable neediness to go away. Taking in his scent and tasting him, and oh god this feels awesome!! He is so delicious! You always had a thing for his pits, darn it.. But Toji didn’t mind, in fact he was absolutely fine with this. As long as he gets to devour you. It was one of the promises you two made.
You kept licking away like a small kitten, licking him as if you were licking him clean but you weren’t. You were just needy to lick his delicious pits! Hey, it wasn’t your fault you liked his pits >~<
All this licking made you and Toji’s lower half go hard and Toji was growing a bit impatient. He picks you up while still laying down and places you on top of him. Interrupting you from your sweet moment. Moving his hands down to his belt, unbuckling it and pulling his pants and briefs down as his cock springs out. You look down at it with daze, shuddering as your fingers touch his tip as he lets out a groan. Slowly wrapping your hand around his cock, not being able to cover it fully because of the girth and size. Feeling how it throbs in your hand. A moan leaves your lips as your pupils turn heart shaped, trembling from excitement just from imagining this to be inside of you (not the first time though). Giggling as you were so out of it, Toji groans when you start stroking his cock, smirking smugly, getting more eager to have his own fun.
ꕥ Warnings: Male reader, m x m, amab, m4m, m!reader, bottom reader, x male reader, sfw ONLY, fluff, Toji x m!reader, affectionate Toji, modern AU, male x male couple, how I think Toji will act if he was gentle and soft, out of character Toji, Husband!Toji x M!Reader
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ꕥ Notes: Yeah, uhh.. Enjoy this and if you want more go read other fics I have :3 I have very little drabbles though, mostly from jjk! Yes, I did promise the Argenti fic but Toji popped in my mind last second so I had to write this x-x The Argenti fic is in making progress so don't worry. Just- Just enjoy this
♡Affection♡
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୨୧ Toji Fushiguro | SFW ୨୧
What if! Toji came home one day and just wanted to cuddle with you after having a rough day. You gladly accept the cuddles and went to bed with him. The both of you changing into more comfortable clothes before cuddles.
What if! Toji laid there with you in his arms as your presence made him more calm and relaxed.
What if! Toji caressed your arm, moving his fingers gently up at down your arm to make you feel more comfortable as the both of you cuddled on the bed.
What if! Toji gave you kissed on your head every now and then as he let out soft breaths, making you feel known that you're here with him and him only.
What if! Toji lays your head on his pecs that felt like big pillows for you (you've told this to him before but never really gotten the chance to do it. You've only done it once and this is your second time!), making you feel all relaxed and comfy.
What if! Toji wraps one of his arms around you and the other behind his head. Keeping you close to him and keeping you safe from any danger that could come at any time. He could kill in his sleep if someone touched you, literally.
What if! Toji whispered "I love you" in your ear every now and then, making you feel loved. So loved that he couldn't stop saying those three special words to you, you would never get bored of hearing it. You loved it.
What if! Toji kept you as close as possible to himself, giving you all of his affection to make you feel like you're the only one in his world (which you are :3).
What if! Toji played with your hair and giving your cheeks sweet lovely kisses. Unable to stop because of how much he loves you.
What if! Toji hummed a soft tone for you as you slept in his arms peacefully. Not moving at all to not wake you up, not even making the slightest noise or else he would get upset if he accidentally woke you up. Might even put the blame on himself.
What if! Toji watched you sleep in that beautiful peaceful state you were in. Admiring you and adoring you like the good husband he is. Not being able to move his gaze anywhere else, only on you.
What if! Toji moved his hand from your arm to your back, giving it small yet soft caresses with his fingertips as if you were something fragile. Fragile in his big figure.
What if! Toji sleeps after an hour had passed, giving you affection before he slept and in his sleep. Still giving you affection while he slept. I guess it was is subconsciousness?
What if! Toji continued caressing your back in small circles, unconsciously. Guess it was out of habit x)
