‘and if I could I would look at us all the time’
content. mdni. | older!toji x college student reader, pussy slapping, praise, slight overstimulation ?, mirror sex :p, a little rough, he comes insidee.
a/n: for @cutestgirllyyyuu !!! i hope this meets your standards hehe.
a/n 2: also this was way longer than i intended omg if anyone’s just here for the smut just skim the beginning lolz & also not rlly proofread sorry <333
the door shut behind you with a soft click as you entered in after a long draining day of classes. you looked down as you dropped your school bag with quiet thud and slipped off your light pink kittens heels. they matched the outfit perfectly: a white babydoll tanktop accompanied by a short denim skirt. atleast they had matched before you’d thrown on your boyfriend’s baggy black jacket that nearly swallowed you whole.
you turned to leave to your room and spotted your boyfriend already sitting on the couch with an amused look. “hi sweetheart.” he said with a cheeky grin.
he must’ve come home early from work and by the looks of it, he’d likely been sitting there for a while. the first few buttons of his white button-up were undone and his loosened tie was resting around his neck.
“oh hey baby, didn’t you know were back.” you said, forcing your usual sweet smile.
his eyes narrowed a fraction as he assessed you, noting how your face didn’t light up like it usually did upon seeing him. “what’s wrong baby?” he asked, his tone softening in that way that it did only for you.
you shook your head and attempted a wider smile but the mist in your eyes wasn’t helping. “nothing! just tired from school, I should go change.”
he continued to stare at you, clearly not convinced. his hand reached down to lightly pat his thigh once while he manspread a bit wider on the couch. “c’mere sweetheart.”
you huffed quietly and walked over without hesitance, giving in to his command easily. hands gently gripped your waist, pulling your body down to rest on his lap. you tensed slightly as your gaze rested on where his hands met your waist. you avoided his gaze as you tightened his jacket around you, a small frown replacing the forced smile from a minute ago.
he gently massaged your waist, lowering his head to peer up at you. “what’s wrong baby?”
you shook your head and reached up to fidget with the collar of his shirt to give yourself something to do. “nothing, it’s stupid.” you mumbled lamely.
he reached his hand up to cup your chin, tilting your head towards him so your eyes would meet. “can’t be stupid if it’s making my sweet girl all sad and quiet. tell me.”
you huffed quietly and tugged at his collar distractedly, hesitating before murmuring lowly, “these guys.. in class. could hear them talking about me, saying how my body isn’t hot enough for the outfits I wear.”
his body tensed under you as he listened quietly. you peeked up at him to see the angry furrow working its way into his dark eyebrows and the muscle jumping in his clenched jaw.
you sighed quietly and buried your face into his neck. “told you it was stupid.”
he shook his head and brought a hand up to gently rub your back. “not stupid at all baby. but those guys are lame fucking losers. they’ve never seen or touched a real woman and clearly don’t have anything better to do. your body is perfect baby, just like the rest of you.”
your cheeks flushed a little at the compliments while you buried your face deeper into him, shaking your head again. “maybe they’re right.. maybe I should just cover up or something.”
his lips turned down at that, hearing you doubt yourself made his heart ache. he trailed his fingers up your back lightly and gently tangled his fingers into the back of your hair, tugging your head back.
his expression was a little soft as he assessed you. “don’t say that princess. don’t let those immature losers dictate how you dress, c’mon baby you’re the most perfect girl ever. your body is especially perfect and your cute lil’ outfits suit you so well.”
your cheeks turned a light pink and you sighed, pouting a little. “prove it.” you mumbled lamely, going back to looking at his shirt.
he squeezed your waist and kissed her lips lightly. “since you’re giving me the chance..” he murmured and stood, taking you with him as he held you by your thighs.
your eyes widened as you quickly held onto his shoulders. “what’re you doing?”
he smiled innocently and walked to the bedroom. “let me show you how perfect you are, sweet girl.”
his fingers held your thighs tightly as he walked, looking up at you as he trailed soft kisses down the column of your throat. you flushed deeper, gripping his broad shoulders tighter. he pushed the door open with his foot and walked to the side of the bed where a full-body mirror rested. he turned you away in his lap so your back was pressed to his chest, forcing you to meet your eyes in your reflection.
his gaze had already darkened as he drank in the sight of his sweet girl on his lap. long calloused fingers brushed against your thighs as he parted them a little. you stared at the reflection of you two with pink cheeks.
“what’re you doing?” you whispered shyly.
the softness of your tone and the innocence on your face forced a huff of breath out him, his cock hardening slowly beneath you.
“told you I was gonna show you, didn’t I baby?” he whispered and lowered his head to place hot kisses on the side of your neck.
simultaneously, his skilled fingers worked to slip off your jacket before reaching for your tank top. you blushed and watched him through the mirror, letting him undress you down to your bra and panties.
“you don’t need to do this baby, I was being stupid.” he nipped at the skin where your neck and shoulder met hard, eliciting a small whimper out of you.
“I wanna do this, want you to see how pretty this body is when it reacts to me. watch yourself sweetheart.”
you shivered against him as he trailed his fingers to the clasp of your strapless bra to undo it, letting it fall to the ground. he quickly hooked his fingers around your panties, tugging them down impatiently. your eyes widened at the image in front of you— your naked body sitting on toji who was staring at you with molten desire in his eyes.
he continued placing hot kisses along your shoulders, the back of your neck, everywhere. at the same time, he traced your inner thigh momentarily before finally finding your throbbing cunt.
you sighed shakily and tipped your head back against him shyly as he began slowly rubbing your clit. he brought his free hand up and firmly grabbed your jaw, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror.
“I didn’t say stop watching.” you bit back another whimper and nodded, face flushing even more. he quickened the pace of his rubbing and groaned softly behind you as he sunk a finger into you.
“so wet.. leaking all over me.” he mused, quickly beginning on working his finger in and out.
you made soft needy noises and stared dumbly at the mirror, squirming a little in his lap. he let go of your jaw momentarily to slap your inner thigh and stilled you with a hard grip.
“quit movin’ baby, you’re torturin’ me.” he grumbled and shoved another finger inside, fucking them into you harder.
you cried out at the invasion and squeezed your eyes shut, focusing on the sensation of his rough fingers moving against your tight walls.
he slapped your inner thigh again, this time harder. “keep watching baby.”
you moaned softly and forced your eyes open, watching as he drove his fingers in and out of your hole. he curved his fingers to hit your sweet spot and you nearly fell forward at the feeling.
“gonna come toji..” you mumbled breathlessly.
he kissed your shoulder softly, opposing the roughness of his fingers as he continued fucking you towards your high. “good girl. look at yourself while you make a mess on my fingers.”
he thrusted his fingers into your spongy hole harder and faster, using his other hand to rub your clit. you came with a loud cry and shut your eyes, your legs shaking as he rubbed you through it.
he pulled out once your whines had slowed and gave your pussy a light slap. you lifted your head to look at him through the mirror, both of you sharing hazy hungry eyes. “wha-?” you mumbled and squirmed as he slapped your pussy again, harder.
“told you to watch, didn’t I?”
you pouted a little, your cheeks rosy and your body covered in a sheen of sweat. “I did.. kind of.”
a muscle in his jaw jumped and he placed you aside to quickly undress himself, enjoying your stare as he did.
eventually he had you standing with your back pressed to his chest again, naked bodies brushing against each other blissfully. he gave himself a few hard strokes and stared at you darkly through the mirror, wrapping an arm around your lower waist as he lined himself up.
you clenched around him as he sank into you, already feeling the familiar buzz take over. you shyly moved your arms up to cover your tits, receiving a hard punishing thrust in response.
“watch me fuck this perfect body, sweetheart.” he grumbled into your ear and grabbed your wrists, holding them tightly behind your back as he repeatedly slammed his hips into you.
you made whiny needy noises as you took the pounding, mumbling his name breathlessly a few times. your eyes began closing as you drew closer to your orgasm but this time he wasn’t having it.
he tugged you back by your wrists so you were flush against his chest and used one hand to tightly grab your jaw. he walked you closer to the mirror, his cock still buried deep into you while his fingers dug into your jaw harshly.
“fucking watch.” he demanded, stuffing himself deeper and harder into you. you watched your reflections with wide eyes and parted lips, whimpering desperately. you clenched around him a few times as your orgasm approached and let out another needy noise.
he squeezed your jaw roughly, moving his hips faster. “gonna come, sweetheart?” you nodded quickly, trying to meet his thrusts. “good girl, watch how you fall apart.”
his words were exactly what you needed and sent you over the edge. your body shook and you tried to squirm away from him at the intensity of the pleasure, tears filling your eyes as you watched the dirty scene in front of you.
seeing your reflections quickly began building you up again as he slammed himself into you through your orgasm. “keep going baby.” he rasped shakily, his hold on your jaw still rough and punishing.
you shook your head weakly, “‘s too much.. can’t.” you whined, your head swimming.
he let go of your jaw and tangled his fingers into your hair harshly, cock buried deep inside as he walked you even closer to the mirror. “you can take it, c’mon dirty girl.” he murmured lowly and forced you to press your cheek against the glass while he thrust into your pussy with grunts.
your breath fogged up the mirror as you whined and moaned, quickly coming again on command. he groaned with satisfaction as you shook and cried in front of him at the overwhelming pleasure, your orgasm quickly folding into another.
“poor baby can’t stop coming on my cock, huh?” he mocked as you moaned his name desperately, fat tears rolling down your cheeks as your cunt uncontrollably spasmed around him.
his thrusts slowed but turned harder as he fucked his load into you, groaning and muttering curses as he did.
“fine.. I believe you.” you whispered breathlessly, letting him pull you back to slump against his body.