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──୨ৎ⋆ ̊. texting your older neighbour toji (pt2) ̊.⋆୨ৎ──
a/n: LONG AWAITED PART 2 everyone say thank u syren. i usually never do sequels unless i plan well in advance but u guys kept begging and i wanted to put smth out before i post one shots again so here we are. yes it's a cliffhanger so interpret that ending how u like ;)
broke!toji x babysitter!reader part 1 -> part 2
babysitter!reader who wakes up freshly cleaned up, in one of toji’s oversized—well oversized to you—graphic t-shirts and a pair of boxers that practically fall off of your ass. toji has you wrapped up in his arms, almost as if he’s scared you might run away!
babysitter!reader who tries to escape from toji’s grasp only to be met with a, “no, no…stay ‘ere…” mumbled from his slightly open lips. his voice raspier than what you’re used to from him. (and maybe sexier..)
Assasin Toji and his Mortician girlfriend
●he steals your equipment...again
P.1
a/n: The saga continues... Inbox is open <3
Three Blokes Who Do Fuck All
Sorcerer killer
Toji Fushiguro
busty supervisor takes on 8 inch dilf in aisle 5! (ᵕ—ᴗ—)
toji has been working as a warehouse stocker for six months now, and he has no complaints besides you.
everywhere he goes, you follow after him with those beady eyes like a puppy; it irritates him and throws off his routine.
“excuse me, Toji, those go in aisle 3 so it’s easier for group B to get them!”
a smile on your face and a scowl on his as he hauls up the same box he just put down and makes his way to aisle 3, which is on the other side of the warehouse.
as his supervisor, your job is to make sure his job is done correctly and he doesn’t slack off. you’ve only been a supervisor for a year and a young one at that, so no one really takes your authority seriously.
especially men in their late 30s to mid-40s.
you shuffle after them all day with a clipboard in hand, noting things down about them.
especially toji.
he got hired because of his probation officer; this warehouse was the only one accepting felons, so he fit right in.
when he was first brought on, he knew he was going to get away with things, but that went away because you are always on his ass, like white on rice.
“toji not there.”
“that’s aisle 6, toji, not 8.”
“lunch isn’t for another thirty minutes; you can take a quick two-minute break though!”
“toji… toji…toji!”
you say his name so much he’s been having fucking dreams about it.
today is no different.
there’s only a few people working today, and aisle five is marked off for construction.
a box has aisle five on it, and you call for toji to get it and quickly go into aisle five and slip it into a shelf.
the follow after him, they were watching him and writing on your clipboard, beaming up at him.
“good job, toji! you’re such a good worker; your work is admired h—"
your words are cut off when he holds up his hand, wiping the sweat off his forehead with his shirt in the other hand.
“please… shut the fuck up.”
as he’s catching his breath, his eyes slide to your tits, pushing out your shirt. you unbutton the collar because of how hot it is today, not thinking your cleavage would be noticeable.
now that he’s really looking at you, he’s noticing just how attractive you are. that pouty look on your face, your jeans curving out your thighs and ass.
random thoughts and scenes start popping in his head. you on your knees sucking him off while he pushes his hips into you, you bent over holding onto the shelf with shaky hands, him fucking you in the air.
his dick gets harder, and you notice, and that’s when he takes the clipboard out of your hand.
“let’s get this over with; you’ve been eye-fucking me since i got here.”
your mouth opens to object, and he takes the clipboard out of your hand and tosses it down, grabbing the front of your neck and kissing you with an open mouth.
the other hand grabbing your ass.
a gasp leaves your mouth and goes into his, and he turns you over towards the shelf, putting both your hands on the handles.
you “fight” it for a few seconds, whipping yourself back around, your whole body hot with arousal and embarrassment.
“are you out of your fucking mind?! there’s people around!”
pushing him back a little, he catches your hands, turning you back around, kissing behind your ear, then your neck.
his hands sliding to the front of your jeans, unbuttoning them.
“that’s what makes it fun; just try to stay quiet.”
kicking your feet further apart and sliding down your jeans, then your panties.
the air hitting your core, making you freeze.
“oh my god, this is actually happening.”
one his hands immediately goes in between your thighs, running a finger through your wetness, then licking it off and going back, pushing a finger in, making you gasp.
his other hand undoes his jeans and pulls himself out.
toji pulls his finger out of you and puts a hand on the back of your neck to keep you steady and starts sliding his dick in.
a sharp gasp leaves you, and a forklift a few aisles away turns on, covering it up.
he slides in deeper, his hand tightening around your neck.
it doesn’t take long for you to take all of him.
all of eight inches deep inside of you, making your knees weak.
the wet sounds and the way your ass bounces off his hips get masked by the forklift sound, and so do your desperate moans.
“wait, no, it’s too deep.”
squeezing your eyes shut, holding onto the shelf handles, your face burning hot, and your entire lower half feels like jelly.
every time he pushes back, there's a tingly eruption in your stomach, the pit of it sitting low.
toji leans closer, kissing your neck, and pushes deeper until he bottoms out, rolling his hips.
every time he ups the rhythm, your ass gets louder, even over the sounds through the warehouse, and that gets him off even more.
“oh fuck, keep it like that. there you go, yeah, keep squeezing my dick.”
your forehead drops, resting on a shelf, your chest tightening along with everything else.
there’s no time to process anything when the both of you cum; it just happens.
he slowly pulls out, wanting to savor the feeling of you squeezing him in the vice.
when he lets go of your neck, there’s a light mark there, and he softly rubs a finger over it before pulling his boxers and jeans up and then yours patting your ass.
“can you sign me out for lunch? i need a drink.”
and you roll your eyes, your forehead still resting on the shelf.
toji fushiguro x sheep!reader ♡ cyberpunk // a love-born view
she'd follow him anywhere - even onto a roof.
he bursts out through the door he picked, looking back for her. 'come on, baby,' he's reaching his hand out for her, but her legs are trembling too much.
she's shaking her head no, biting at her lip. 's'too high, toji,' she rasps. the wind bursting through making her tremble even more, her palms beading with sweat.
'come on, i gotchu. you know that i do,' he urges, grabbing for her.
she takes one shaky step forward; the sounds of the sirens and wizzing of robots floating around them making her gasp softly. she's looking around. the bright lights from the holographic people look even more majestic from this high up. 'whoa,' she breathes.
'one more step, and you're fully out here,' he marvels.
she looks at him. at the ground. taking one more shaky step, her hand squeezing his.
he slips the piece of wood between the door and its hinges with his foot and wraps her in his arms, her back resting against his chest as she clings to his hands. she giggles softly. 'i did it..'
'yeah, baby, you did.' he's kissing her cheek. 'i knew you'd love it.'
'you're so fearless...wish i could be more like you.'
'i think you're perfect the way you are. i'm your other wing, and you are mine,' he tells her huskly against her ear, making her cheeks turn pink and heart bloom with roses.
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One Way Or Another ⋆˚࿔ Toji fushiguro x reader
Synopsis: finally bagging the hot maintenance man in your office, only to find out he's... a single dad? And he didn't tell you? Contents: maintenance!toji x office worker!reader, kinda suggestive, Toji is an okay dad, angst with a good ending, teen Megumi (he also has lots of pets <3), Sukuna cameo, first dates, fluff, fluff, fluff ⋆˚࿔ art!!
PART 1: One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya ⋆˚࿔ (suggestive?)
PART 2: I'm gonna give you the slip, a slip of the hip ⋆˚࿔
Diary entry: Hi I hit 500 which is freaking insane and this is really dramatic for 500 but also Idc <3 this has also been in my drafts since December... so... okay love you all thank you so much xoxo
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