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[tojishoneybunny]

♡ playing dangerous... (toji fushiguro x fem!reader) ♡

nothing would have prepared you for where the night had brought you now. when you left home for a party, danced and had fun all night, just for you to end on the back of a cop car with a big, fat, veiny cock hitting the back of your throat and two thick fingers stuffing your cunt simultaneously.

"yeah, that's the stuff..." the man hissed as he lets you take him as much as you can. toji is the name. you could read it from his uniform when he stopped your car later.

you didn't even drank that much, in fact, you were more a cigarette girlie since alcohol makes you puke, also your makeup looked too good to end up vomiting at a house party. said makeup now ruined by the tears falling down your cheeks by how deep you swallow that cock.

you are doing your best, of course you do. after all, you were the one who initiated it when you gave him those fuck me eyes while purring "everybody knows that i'm a good girl, officer". he was handsome. and super hot. also, you didn't want to pay that damn ticket!

so much drool, you made sure to make it worth for him. looking up to watch his eyes that don't even dare to look away. toji grunts, breathing heavily while you please him. his fingers are doing a nice job too on your quivering pussy.

you stopped for a moment to breathe, replacing your mouth with a hand, jerking him off while your lips kiss their way down to his balls. eyes on him all the time, watching him smirk and groan like he's trying so hard not to bust a nut on your face. tongue on his fat balls, lapping, then sucking on them with zero shame.

he groaned, head falling back for a moment before the hand that was playing with your pussy quickly fist on your hair, gently pulling your head off him. you were doing good and his sudden reaction show it.

"not yet, doll..." he whispers. half hooded eyes looking down at the mess you made down there. his cock deep red, bricked hard and pulsing for release. a string of saliva connecting his skin with your swollen lips, cheeks flushed and oh those eyes he liked since the very first moment. "fuck, look at you"

"can i bounce on it now, sir?" you purr as if he wasn't about to ask it.

"attagirl" he mutters as you climb on him, straddling his lap while you hitch up your skirt above your hips. toji smirks, pulling you closer, slapping his cock against your cunt a few times in such a filthy gesture.

you were too confident, but now that his gigantic tip is practically about to split your pussy, it's hard to keep that demeanor. it might hurt.

"so big~! ahh~." you whimper, struggling to take him yet forcing yourself to sit on it slowly. toji hisses again, hands gripping tightly on your ass, squeezing hard, holding the urge to slam you down roughly.

it took a good couple of seconds until you could finally bottom out, all breathy and moaning, legs quivering. it must be the biggest cock you ever fucked, but definitely worth it. and he's also a cop! this will be so damn fun to tell your friends tomorrow.

"all good, doll?" toji asks, watching you tame the struggle. his thumbs gently rub on your lower back.

"yes" you breathe, thinking once you accommodate him, it will be nice and easy.

huge lie.

it was like a green light for him. with one hand on your back and the other quickly lifting your shirt up just enough to free those tits for his eyes only. he began to buck up his hips, making you really bounce on him. hard, fast, like a real rodeo. just for him to smirk and lean to take one nipple in his mouth.

all the confidence you built up since he pulled up by your car window until the very moment you put on a show while sucking his cock, finally crumbled as he turns you into a whiny mess of moans and whimpers. that motherfucker may not take you to jail, but what about poundtown?

you panicked, trying so hard to regain control of the situation.

"kiss..." you ask between moans. hands on his shoulders to support your own bouncing, moving your hips the best you could above his deep thrusts.

"after sucking my dick?" toji laughs, then smirks and licks his own lips in such a hot gesture that only reflects his own inner depravity. "you nasty doll" he mutters before leaning in to capture your lips anyway. you nasty cop, you thought back while his tongue almost swirls on your throat.

his kiss and the way he roughly fucks you are making your head spin. so damn good. you cannot just regain control after that. not when you're that close to cum.

and then toji decides to stop for a moment just to flip their position. now your back against the leathery seats, he between your legs, folding you in half in a foul matting press that only enhanced the volume of your sweet cries.

too big. too deep. you could feel him in your stomach while his hips move fast and hard, balls slapping against your ass. he's giving you the fucking of your life and the worst part is that you will probably never see him again after that. but who cares now?

"oh my god...! cumming~!" you whimper, eyes rolling back to the back of your head as your pussy spasms around his huge cock. toes curling and all, folded like a pretzel on the back of a cop car while a big, hot, and very corrupt cop pounds you.

toji groaned loudly, thrusting one, two, three delicious times more before he finally emptied himself inside your cunt. carelessly filling you up like his life depends on it. hot, thick, white cum spilling out the very moment he pulls out.

he just came too much and he's damn proud of it, even more to think he'll send you home like that. dripping and probably feeling him for days.

the moral of the story?

fuck the police.

acab. thank you for reading. have a nice day!!♡♡ -ro ♡

[tojishoneybunny]

♡ angel... (toji fushiguro x fem!reader) ♡

toji was a strange man. she knew it from the very first moment she saw him at the sermon. a tall, scary-looking man who always smells like cigarettes and drives a loud motorcycle. the kind of unwanted presence in church, yet he was there every sunday, sitting alone in the benches of the back. sometimes, she saw him praying silently when no one was around.

you could say she was curious about him.

of course, she was. after spending her whole life in the church and devoting her life to god, this lovely novice suddenly felt so confused by the way that big, mean-looking man attracts her like a magnet.

it must be sin calling me, must be the devil, she thought as her eyes couldn't leave his form during the sermon. judging by the way her panties get obscenely damp just by looking, she knew it must be a force beyond god.

"did god finally send an angel to kill me?" was the first thing toji said to her one time she was, as always, observing him pray on the back of the church. poorly hiding herself like a naive bunny. she jumped on her place, heart racing like the apocalypse was near. "you stare too much, doll."

it was the kind of slow burn they wrote about in the classics. they began with polite words, a "good morning", "may the lord be with you", "have a nice week". it took them a few sundays until she decided to sit beside him during a sermon.

they grew closer eventually. he occasionally asked her about herself after the sermon, and sometimes they walked together around the church grounds. he didn´t say much about himself besides his name. toji fushiguro. the name echoes over and over in her brain, like her heartbeat. oh she was so in love.

then sundays turned into two or three additional days a week. he visited the church often, bringing sweets, a refreshing drink, and once a lovely bouquet of peonies.

"you look like that flower," he just said to her with that usual cold voice, but she knew it wasn´t cold at all.

because in fact, toji was warmer than anyone would imagine.

warm.

no, hot.

burning. she felt like burning when she was near him.

so it didn´t felt wrong at all when his lips latched to her neck, one of those afternoons they spend together. under a weeping willow not so far from the church, he had her straddling his lap while his big hand squeezed her waist against him. kissing her lips, her cheeks, jaw, neck, going down and down until his face was between those mounds on her chest.

she was frozen, not scared or guilty, not at all. just letting him do all those kinds of unholy stuff she always thinks about when he's near. a dream come true, literally. all she could do was moan softly and nod every time he asked if it was okay.

"you're an angel" he mutters while his hand slowly creeps under her dress, squeezing on the plump flesh of her thigh. and he was the devil, she thinks for herself as lust consumes her, a capital sin. but now she couldn't care less about that. may god forgive her.

he kisses the valley of her breasts, and when he lifts his head, he's smirking, the cross of her rosary between his teeth, deadly eyes on hers like he was about to devour her soul. her legs felt weak, pussy throbbing and wet like never ever before. and he seemed to notice it.

she looked down at the sensation of being sat on something hard. the surprising realization of finding pleasure in even the slight movement while the bulge of his pants rose on her clothed cunt. he smiled, pleased by her reaction.

"move your hips, sweetheart..." toji orders like he heard her thoughts. impure thoughts. the hand on her ass helping her with the task as she slowly began to move her body exactly how he said. those lovely moans left her lips in the most beautiful display of her voice. her face, beautiful as ever, looked now heavenly as she contorts in a pleasure she's tasting for the first time ever. and he cannot stop watching.

in all her years inside the abbey no one had ever told her about such ecstasy. everything was about the dangers of the flesh, the impurity, and divine punishment for those who dared to mess with the devil.

but dear lord, if it was so bad why does it feels so good?

"yeah, just like that... fuck" toji grunts. his hand grips her hips while the other trails up to palm one breast. she whimpers, eyes about to fill with tears by the overwhelming sensations this old man is delivering... and they were just humping each other.

it turns faster, now his hips move too, thrusting up. luckily sun was going down, and that weeping willow was big enough to cover what was happening between the novice and the gloomy man. but their moans and groans combined couldn't hide the fact that they were having a really good time behind god's back.

"hm~! i... oh god.. ahh~!" she babbles in high-piched cries. his big hand came to pull her against his neck as a poor attempt to make less noise because he knew what was about to happen.

her whole body trembled like an earthquake, something inside her lower belly exploded, like electroshocks of pleasure ran through her veins, and she could not stop whimpering his name. for real, it was like touching heaven with the tip of her fingers for just one moment.

they stayed there for several minutes, catching their breath until daylight left completely, leaving no remedy but to come back.

minutes later, they walked back to the church in silence. not an awkward one but a comfortable one. her cheeks were flushed, that dumb smile painted her face, eyes shining like the stars above their heads. he noticed everything.

before she can walk inside the church, he stops a few steps behind her and suddenly calls her with a whistle. she turns around, giving him a flash of her pretty face for the last time that day.

"can nuns get married?" he asks with a hussy smirk.

"i'm not a nun yet" she says softly, which made him laugh loudly. a beautiful laugh indeed, she thought.

"that's nice"

feliz semana santa ૮₍˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა i hope y'all all doing good. thank you for reading. have a nice day! ♡♡ -ro ♡

[tojishoneybunny]

♡ pink panties... (higuruma hiromi x fem!reader) ♡

is it wrong to like your partner's smell?

i mean, some people go crazy about signature perfumes, or even that faint natural smell that often lingers in personal stuff, in your clothes, house. it is completely normal! especially when it comes from someone you really like.

that was what higuruma hiromi repeatedly said to himself as he jerked off with a piece of fabric loosely wrapped around his cock. your panties, by the way. not only that, since the motivation for his frenetic hand movements was another pair of panties pressed against his nose.

your pink panties. his favourite ones.

the ones you just wore last night, and now he cannot stop sniffing them.

he feels like a pervert, yet somehow that manages to turn him on even more. higuruma rolls his eyes, inhaling the musky smell coming from your used, sweaty undergarments. it smells so good. that good he cannot hold himself back, and the laundry room turns into a festival of moans, groans, and pathetic whimpers.

his hand moves faster as he remembers you from last night. the way you squirmed and cried out his name while riding his face. "you're such a good boy for me...!" you told him, and now he cannot forget it.

his mouth was doing his best, but he knew the main character there was his nose, which you shamelessly used to rub your clit. the same nose he has now pressed against the same panties he stole from the dirty laundry.

dirty laundry he always offers to do.

"god...!" he groans, throwing his head back. the familiar spasm hits, balls drawing up tightly, and then he cums so hard. deep inhaling, savoring your womanly scent as he touches heaven for several seconds. all he can think of is to have you there again so he can bury his nose in the main source again.

he keeps on there for a moment, breathing heavily until he gathers courage to look down right at the mess he made. now your panties are all covered in his thick, hot cum. ruines. white matching the lovely pastel colors, and, oh, even the little bow on it is stained.

sniffing the pink panties against his nose one last time, he picks the two pieces of fabric and throws them inside the washing machine so they will be clean and delicately folded when you come back from work.

so you can wear them again.

i need this man biblically ૮꒰ ˶> ༝ <˶꒱ა hope y'all are doing good. thank you for reading. have a nice day!! ♡♡ -ro ♡

[tojishoneybunny]

♡ perverts... (toji fushiguro x fem!reader) ♡

toji is a big pervert. a big, nasty, filthy pervert. but a handsome one so he can get away with that, isn't it?

you couldn't have guessed it when you two started dating. but how is a woman prepared to encounter the kind of stuff your man likes? sometimes even the strongest hearts faint when it comes to the inner desires of some people.

maybe the beginning was when he could not stop staring at your boobs on the first date. nothing special, you wore that shirt on purpose, besides, it would be a waste if his eyes weren't devouring your body. you're just a pretty, sexy girl who deserves all that attention.

next, when things escalated, and you found him between your legs, not fucking you yet, but with two big fingers inside your cunt, moving fast and oh so good. another hand pressing your stomach like he knew exactly what he wanted to get (and he did). seconds later, you were squirting all over him like a fountain for the first time ever in your life. he smiled like his favourite football team just won, smearing the liquid on his cock and even dragging his tongue on your slit.

also, he was just soooo into the idea of getting you pregnant. he doesn't even like kids, for fuck sake, but he gets off when images of your tits getting swollen and big full of milk. he tells, with so much joy, how he would just fuck the shit outta you with one breast in his mouth like a damn baby.

maybe it was some kind of oral fixation. it could explain why he also likes to lick the sweat off your body, especially armpits.

another thing that was totally a surprise was that one time you met his business partner, shiu kong. they get along so well, after all, they must have been friends for many years before you two met. it was a nice dinner, shiu was a polite man, handsome and cool... to be honest, you were charmed by him.

and toji noticed it. of course he did. because once you two were alone, walking towards home, he casually said:

"y'know. i wouldn't mind if you like shiu to join us sometime. i mean, wouldn't it be fun? double the fun for you."

maybe it was the slightest sip of beer he just drank that night. or maybe it was the idea of him sharing you with his best friend. even if it was just one time. he gets insanely bricked up at the thought of having his woman being pleasured by two eager cocks.

but honestly, what would be concerning for most people was toji's ability to make you to cum in almost every space, public or not. he doesn't really care if you're dining in a fancy restaurant, he will have his fingers knuckle deep inside your quivering pussy and expect you to play along.

or that time on the train. it was so crowded there was no remedy but to be so close, that close he didn´t waste the moment to grind his big, prominent bulge against your ass like those nasty porn videos about old men molesting a girl on the train. luckily, toji hasn't reached the part where he actually fucks you shamelessly. yet.

But definitely, the worst was that one time toji and you managed to sneak into the confessionary of the church you often visit and fucked your brains out like you weren't on the literal house of god. as his hand covered your mouth to mitigate your sweet moans, he buries balls deep, slowly, whispering the filthiest shit in your ear.

"i am your god now," he whispers while you cum on his cock. the closest to touching heaven you'll ever be.

so, yeah, toji is a huge pervert. a huge, disgusting, terrible pervert.

but it's alright.

because you're a pervert too.

two posts in a day omgg! guess it's the joy april brings me ૮꒰˶ ⁠❛   ˕ ⁠❛˶꒱ა thank you for reading. have a nice day! ♡♡ -ro♡

[tojishoneybunny]

♡ favourite flowers... (toji fushiguro x fem!reader) ♡

this is a long, long one. hehe. ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

toji fushiguro has never considered himself the jealous type. why would he? it's not like someone else could ever top him somehow. however, lately, his brow furrows at the sight of his girl smiling a little too much while staring at her phone. not the kind of smile from funny videos, no, the dumb kind you pull when someone is making you smile. precisely.

at first, he thought it was his imagination, then the smiles became more frequent. She spent more time than usual on her phone, sometimes he could swear he heard her speaking with someone through it while he was in the bathroom or the moment she went for a smoke on the balcony.

for the first time ever, toji felt his usual calm crack. jealousy burning on his chest. and then he did it, the nastiest and stupidest trick a man can pull... checking on her phone.

satoru.

who the hell was satoru? why was this man sending her pictures of expensive stuff, bags, watches, earrings... "what are your favorite flowers?" was that motherfucker for real sending flowers to his girl? no doubt about it. his girl was seeing someone else... and a rich one.

"so, who's this guy you're seeing?" toji asked her a few days later. doing his best to sound casual and totally not mad at all (he did). she lifted her head instantly, placing her phone down where he cannot see the screen.

"uh?" she asks, looking perplexed by such question. "what are you talking about, hun?"

toji's jaw clenches, irritation flaring in his green eyes as her feigns ignorance. with zero control now, he snatches the phone off her hands and throws it at the coffee table before them. the sound echoes in the room by the force of his hand. well, he's pissed...

"explain yourself, doll. who the fuck is satoru?"

"wait, how did you even..." she pauses for a moment. her brain processing the whole stuff before she does the stupidest thing she can do with a toji this angry... smirk. shamelessly. "are you for real accusing me of cheating?"

"oh, no. don't you dare fucking try to turn this around me. and yeah! i'm fucking accusing you." he jabs a finger towards her, his voice low and gruff with clear annoyance. "i've seen the way you've been acting, sneaking off and smiling at your damn phone like some lovesick teenager. it's not like me to check on your shit, but i can't help it if i see something suspicious."

he stood there, his burning eyes never leaving her calm expression. like the sudden situation didn't move her a bit. because, in fact, everything has a mean, but that was something for later. now she just stood from the couch, slowly, giving him doe eyes as she made it worse...

"satoru is... just a client from the flower shop." she says, getting closer to him as if he wasn't fuming inside just by hearing that name again. "he oftens asks for my opinion and, yeah, i guess we grew as good friends."

toji's head spins. friends. friends his ass. even if he doesn´t have any proof of that, his mind is already picturing her with that guy, doing the kind of stuff she only does with toji. no, of course not. no one could ever replicate the kind of stuff they do. not when he makes her feel so good, she always ends up almost passing out from pure pleasure he delivers.

"i don't think you need a friend like that," toji says, tilting his head as he looks down at her pretty form. his hands found a way to her hips, pulling her even closer with enough strength to make her gasp. yup, he's that mad. "you only need me."

"toji" she replies as she rolls her eyes. clearly amused by the way he acts out of jealousy. again, a behaviour so unlike him.

whatever she was about to say was cut off by a loud, sharp spank directly on her ass. those pijama shorts doing absolutely nothing to mitigate the sting of his big palm against her tender skin. first the spank, next the same hand laying back to grope her again. firmly, possessively. it hurts. it hurts so good she even moaned.

"can't believe my sweet doll is out there flaunting her ass for another man when she has me right here. guess you need a reminder, don't you?" toji says, grinning at her while his free hand moves up to grip her pretty face, lips puckering as her cheeks are squeezed by his big fingers.

she nods, big doe eyes pleading for that promise.

"of course you do" he mutters.

she didn't even need much preparation before he slammed to the hilt. so damn wet, and he knew it was just from the argument. what a naughty girl, he thought while buried balls deep inside that sweet, warm pussy.

she moaned loudly, taking him like a champ. her hips bruised by the way he strongly gripped her, fucking her from the back, angrily, no, possessively. plap plap plap was heard obsenely along with their vocals, her whiny whimpers, his manly groans, and the creaking of the coffee table where toji bent her over minutes later.

"is this what you wanted, doll? you wanted this cock to fuck you this roughly? i bet you do since you were looking for another one" he says to her. his powerful hips snap over and over against her ass, making it jiggle for his eyes only. everything about her must be for his eyes only. "silly girl"

another spank laid on her now pinkish ass. toji is fucking her senseless, using that inhuman strength to teach her who she belongs to. and even if it´s too much, she can take him. also she likes this version of him, so desperate looking to own her, to claim her like she is the most precious thing in the world. the sole thought of his rough possessiveness makes her cunt throb.

"too deep~..." she whines, not really complaining but boosting his ego. he smirks, slowing down a bit to focus on reaching deeper and deeper every time. drinking on every expression, every whimper and squirm of his girl right there as the head of his cock kisses her cervix.

"you can take it, baby" he says with that damn smirk, breathing heavily, getting closer. one hand sneaking down until it reached her pussy, ignoring her gasps as one finger rubs on her clit. she squirms under him, high-pitched voice chanting the sweetest please please please's.

a few more rough thrusts and she's singing beautifully. the sound of his name spilling out of her lovely lips, mingling with the wet slaps of his balls against the puffy lips. so filthy, enough to make him groan loudly and thrust one last time, filling her up with his thick, hot cum.

"fuuuuck" he groans, leaning in as they stood there breathing heavily for several seconds. her pussy still spasming, cock still plunged inside as he ever wanted to pull out (he doesn't).

she breaths between soft pants. her thighs shaking still by the rough way he just fucked her. so good, the type of good that will make her enjoy the soreness of the next days. she had fun, no doubt, so now it was time to take responsibility. before he opens his mouth again, she speaks for the sake of the moment.

"satoru is..." that damn name again. "just another client from the flower shop. he often asks for my opinion since he likes to surprise his boyfriend... 'cause he is gay."

there was a long silence.

"well, fuck me sideways" that's what he said.

this was fun to write haha. ૮꒰ྀི⊃´ ꒳ `⊂ྀི꒱ა again, sorry if i made writing mistakes, english is not my first language. thank you for reading. have a nice day! ♡♡ -ro♡

[tojishoneybunny]

♡ shameless... (toji fushiguro x fem!reader) ♡

toji has always been a shameless man. he wakes up every morning ready to go to work, where he fragrantly kills, robs, stalks, and does a bunch of fucked up shit for a living. and honestly, the man is not moved by it. not at all. so, when he comes home late just to find his lady mad as hell on the couch, he knows exactly how to answer that moody "where were you?" question.

"ahh~... i'm still mad at you, y'now? hm~!" she whimpers, head falling back as toji happily sucks and laps on her pretty cunt. she knows that he must be smiling down there, pleased by the way he managed to dodge a well-deserved scolding. but who can blame her? he´s a liar and he´s charming and, oh god, he´s eating her out like he was born for it.

"sure i know babe" he says, lifting his head a little bit to watch her from down there, taking a quick break with his mouth just to switch his fingers in. two since she's insanely wet, soaked actually. pumping them in and out, curling them just a tiny bit to watch her reaction in the front row.

the way she moans when he moves his fingers inside, pressing that spongey spot that makes her see stars. toji does not consider himself a sex god but a watcher. he learns from watching her face, her shaky thighs on each side of his head, the breathy moans and whimpers getting louder, her tiny fingers twitching as she pulls his hair, seeking more, more, more...

"is it good?" he teases with a smile.

"shut u... ahh~!" damn it is. now he's using that deadly finger-tongue combo. first he leans to drag a long, greedy lick on her slit that will end with his mouth latched to the pretty button on the top. licking, flicking his tongue and sucking it while three fingers in makes her cry.

she mutters a lot of pretty words, lots of whiny fuck fuck fuck, just right before her back arches and a loud gorgeous moan announces that he successfully made his woman cum. his face and hand are drenched in her sweet girl fluids, but he doesn't stop, not when she looks that beautiful and his cock is painfully hard.

legs shaking, toes curling, her voice reaching every corner of their shared apartment and maybe the neighbors too, but he doesn't care.

because toji is, in fact, a shameless man.

omg it's my first post! ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ sorry about some writing mistakes. english is not my first language, so i hope i did it well. thank you for reading. have a nice day! ♡♡ -ro ♡