giving toji what he wants because he's feeling under the weather âË
cw: logic doesn't matter since toji shouldn't be able to get sick but hey! nobody's dead au because imma pussy, dom!toji, fingering (f receiving), orgasm denial, light hair pulling, dirty talk, spanking, (once) overstimulation, dacryphilia, power imbalance, touch starved toji, (and hes kinda a freak) cowgirl, unprotected sex, cervix kissing, praise and degradation kink, creampie.
âwhere are you, âji? you told me you'd be here any minute nowâwait.. don't tell me you stood me up again for another job!â you yell through the phone, irritation laced in your voice. you've been waiting for the man to show up for 30 minutes now. if toji was gonna ditch you and act like he wasn'tâthen he should just stop being a wuss and tell you, geez!
the clock on your phone ticked closer to the estimated time toji told you he'd come, with each passing second only leaving you to grow more agitated.
meanwhile, on the other end, your boyfriend is suffering from a common cold that he thinks is the end of his life. he's never gotten sick he gives you a measly sigh, mumbling words you can't even discern due to the bad signal echoing his words into pure nonsense.
toji presses the phone to his chest, the back of his hand coming up to his forehead to wipe away his sweat. he feels like his mind is spinningâhis body aching, and the unbearable frigid temperature of the room making him shiver.
âshit.. right, my date.â he groans, trying to stand up from his bed. but it seems like his body's got other plans.
your eyebrows knitted in confusion hearing the rustling and the gloomy noises over the phone. well, it's not like there's ever been a time your boyfriend wasn't gloomy.
toji coughs, then grunts in exhaustion, still making dull attempts at dragging himself towards the shower to get ready. you notice it immediately when he speaks sluggishlyâsome words about âbeing there in __ minutesâ and that he just has to take a quick run under the water.
but clearly, your healthy and superhuman boyfriend is too sick to even get out of bed.
ââji, nevermind! just stay there, date's called off. don't worry about it!â you sputter, standing up from the cafe's comfy chair, and now fast-walking to his place. now you feel bad for yelling at him just earlier! if you knew he was this out of his usual self, you wouldn't have repeatedly tried calling his phone out of sheer panic that he's died in a mission without even saying âi love you.â
but you're glad he picked up. you're glad that he's just feeling under the weather on a sunny, saturday noon, and nothing else.
toji's lost, rightfully so, when you tell him it's suddenly cancelled. but he doesn't question it. he wouldn't have energy to either way. all he knows is he's glad he can have a little bit of shuteye today, even if it means being unable to see his girlfriend, and dealing with the misfortune of being ill.
but one thing's obviousâif you want toji to actually be on time for dates next time, you're gonna have to do some magic to help cure his fever faster. and one of those perks includes nursing a duty where you give the grumpy sea-urchin more love!
so now here you are, with the determination of a rockâstanding on his doorstep and frantically searching for the keys to his dorm in your messy purse. you know for sure all toji's plans have to include are sleeping for the whole day while waiting for his flu to go away on its own.
ultimately, you couldn't find the keys anywhere even if you set down your purse and dumped out all of its contents. a knock comes inâthen two, threeâunhurried but persistent.
toji thinks it's the annoying kids ding-dong ditching on his door again and he's just about ready to tell either of them off as he slips on his shirt and weakly trudges to the door.
âdamn kidsâ i swear to fucking god, leave my door yâ bratsâ" but instead of seeing and hearing a bunch of children sneering and giggling, toji's greeted with his girlfriend looking him up ân down.
without saying a word, you lightly push the dazed toji out of the way, heading to his room. and when you get thereâit's exactly how you expected it. pillows all over the floor, crumples of paper barely making it to the bin, and the weird atmosphere only a person with a cold has in their room.
âit's soâŠâ you trail off, side-eyeing toji who has followed right behind you. he says a few excuses, then crosses his armsâleaning against the doorframe.
âyâ shouldn't have come.â
âi'm sick. yâr gonna catch it from me. jusâ go home.â toji grumbles, shuffling and plopping right back on to the bed, placing his palm over his forehead to keep his hair out of his eyes. his body felt unbelievably hotâbut his senses told him otherwise with a slight shiver to the chilly breeze of the ac.
he was so pitiful when he was ill, it was almost adorable.
you giggle, tossing your purse aside to the desk before laying down with toji who reluctantlyâwarilyâtries to distance himself from you.
âwhat are âya doing?â
âyou're acting as if i'll die if i catch it. âji, jusâ let me be near youuuuu!â a whine escapes your mouth as now, toji's further away from you. as much as he loves you and wants to hold you right now, he doesn't want you getting sick because of him. he's doing everything he can to resist the urge to pull you closer to him. if you end up falling illâdo you know how much that would make him feel bad?
but you weren't gonna to let your miserable boyfriend suffer alone, isolating himself in the darkness of his room! you inch closer despite the warningâso much closer that nowâyour faces are just one pinky finger away from one another. you can feel toji's hot breath on your neck as you finally close in on him, snaking your arms around his stiff body.
it takes toji a few seconds to get used to it, but eventually, his body swallows yours in a tight hugâresting his chin on top of your head. he has just completely disregarded his words previously. and as much as toji didn't want you to be near him, he craved to be close to you.
truthfully, toji couldn't bear the thought of having you right there next to him without being able to touch youâthe thought of his stubborn attitude keeping you away was terrifying.
â⊠suit yourself. don't blame me if you wake up feeling bad next week.â he murmurs, levering you nearer to him.
an hour lapses, the incessant ticking of the clock making it obvious. 4:30 pm, and toji has long fallen asleep to your touch. you're still squished against him, but over the course of sleepâ your back is against his chest. you can feel the heat radiating from toji, with each fleeting second, his fever getting worse.
you noticed it instantly the moment toji started breathing too hard in his sleep, gritting his teeth so harsh that it just might hurt him. you stand up to get medication and a cold cloth for tojiâonly to be pulled back into bed with ease by your supposed sleeping boyfriend, straddling him as you try to get away from his undeterred grip.
ââji, i'm gonna go grab your medsââ
you're cut off when suddenly, toji's hands find its way up his your shirt, the warmth of his palms making you flutter as now, they lay comfortably on your lower stomach.
then, they trail higher, with each brush of his fingers making you quiver. soon, they find your breasts despite the teasing and the prolonging. toji cups one of them, eliciting a soft moan from you when he purposely grazes over your nipple.
âyâainât wearinâ a bra?â he huffs, twisting the buds feebly in between his index and the pad of his thumb.
ân-no.. âji, stop, you're such a perv.â you squirm under toji's touch, but the stern hold he has on your ankle is enough to hold you down on his lap. still, his other hand is occupied carressing your tits, while the other toys with the anklet he bought for you on your anniversary when you mentioned you wanted one.
at last, toji's hand slips out from under your shirt, now leaving your nipple hard and overlookedâand you think this is the end of itâuntiiiiil, before you can say anything, you feel two fingers hook behind your shorts, then tugging on it until you feel yourself completely exposed from behind.
you gasp, the nippy breeze hitting your ass. you feel your legs threatening to give up as toji uses his middle and ring finger to gently rub your cunt against the pink pantiesâmoaning in satisfaction, though the hindrance between his digits and your pussy is still there.
then, toji withdraws the attention to your sopping cunt to tease you, watching how you desperately try to angle your hips back into his touch for more. if you were reluctant about it earlier, you aren't anymore with how you were gradually wetting the fabric of your panties with arousal.
toji chuckles, the heat from his fever still isn't going down, and surely this won't help any further. maybe it'd make it worse too considering the fact bodies create more heat during sex. but his desire to feel your walls clamping down on him one way or another is too hard to disregard. he just wants to see you cry first before he gives you it.
ââji.. please, more,â
âbe quiet. âya wanna help me get better, yeah?â he slaps your cunt, smirking when you winced and cower to being stroked with friction alone.
âthen don't say a word and just take it. if you speak, i'll stop.â finally, your boyfriend tugs your panties to the sideâand toji wishes he could see your pretty pussy writhing under his touch. his thumb takes the first stroke to your pussy, spreading your wetness all over his digit, then leads them up to his mouth. your breath hitches when toji licks your arousal off of his fingers like it was candy that stained his fingers.
âtell me, why yâ ain't wearinâ a bra? did âya go out like that?â you were about to answer, when his words tracked itself back in your brain. you stay quiet as toji continues his little game with your pussy, his knuckle occassionally nudging your clitâ the stimulation from it making you whine under your breath. in response to his question, you merely shake your head ânoâ.
his middle finger enters slowly, sending flutters throughout your body. you feel the tightness of your velvety walls clenching too hard on him already, and the coursing lust enveloping the room in moist, hot air. you mewl in both irritation from being unable to take it fully, and pleasure from how toji knew just how to toy with you with only one.
after great delay, your walls take toji's finger entirely, though it leaves you a crying mess in front of your mean boyfriend who can't help but laugh at you. his free hand lifts your chin up, using his thumb to wipe away a few tears from your eyes. toji pecks your forehead, whispering praises in your ear as his greed & lust take advantage of the attention on him to slide another digit inside your cunt without you realizing it. this time, it moves in you without problem.
âthat's right.. just focus on me.â toji's voice is low and huskâhis sharp canine occasionally bumping & poking the tip of your ear, just enough to avoid tickling you. you can feel the way toji is rutting against you, his cock, bulging, begging to be freed and noticed in his sweatpants. he was so absurdly hard that you could feel him throbbing every single time you made a sound for him.
toji's digits thrust in 'n out of you, slowly at first, then picking up the pace. he curls them tauntingly, exciting an eager sob out of youâburying your cries in his tear-drenched shirt. you're getting close, he judges. his roomâonce glum and quietânow resonates and echoes your pornographic moans, and the squelching from your pussy. it was fucking hot, toji swears he can come just like this, pleasing you and neglecting himself.
after one looooong thrust with his veiny fingers, toji fishes for your g-spotâa whimper breaks in your throat, feeling the heat build up in your lower stomach. just one more, andâ
toji pulls out. you recognize the feeling instantlyâthe sensation of your orgasm left on an open endâletting it dissolve until the high fades. the emptiness in your walls makes you whine, crying to toji as you deliriously hump anything to chase the ecstasy back.
ân-no, âji, please.. ! âm so close..â
but nothing ever comes back. once again, your cruel boyfriend brings his soaked digits to his mouth, allowing the taste to be savored and worshipped by his ravenous tongue. you tasted so fucking sweet, and so much sweeter when you were crying for him.
âbehave. quit humping me like a dog.â he fists your hair into a makeshift ponytail, holding your head in contact to meet his eyes; with toji kissing your tears away. his other hand comes down to your ass to slap it, rousing an adorable squeal from youâpalming your skin before it turns red. he drowns your moans in a kiss, and you could taste yourself on his tongue. you look so beautifulâso damn gorgeous, and he was so glad you were his.
toji yanks his sweatpants down, then his boxers. his length visibly aching due to how stupidly turned on he was. his tip, a color of salmon pink, pre-cum drabbling at the slit. he couldn't believe he was still getting this hard at this ageâand the fact that it's his girlfriend is the one behind it is making his shaft drool, and his brain plagued with lust for you only.
âgâna enter now, baby. tell me if it hurts, hm?â toji's thick cock prods your hole, teasing the sensitive entrance. you bite your lower lip in hopes of it distracting you from how painfully good it all was. you felt like you were being stretched and ripped every time an inch slides in. and you knew damn well he wasn't even halfway in yet. for the stretch part, it truly isn't far from the truth. toji's wrecking you for anyone; he's making sure you know nobody else can make you feel like this.
how you wriggle and tear up out of pleasure when he fucks youâhow your voice dries out, hoarse from all the begging and moaning. how your body reacts to how his fingers brush your skin with both tenderness and carnalityâhow it knows and recognizes the veins scattered along toji's manhood.
the heat was getting unbearable, with bodies clashing, and skin touching, it felt like pleasure that came at a price of being on fire. it was humiliating how bad you just wanted toji to move inside you already. your walls kept sucking him in, squeezing his cock too fucking good he thought he'd come already. you used your hands as leverage to thrust yourself onto his cockâwhining at the sudden feeling of being full. toji was too big.
your boyfriend insisted you need time to adjust. it was humiliating how whenever you tried tilting your hips, fucking yourself onto himâtoji would slap your ass for disobeying. after all, he was doing what was best for you. he told you to stay put, it'll only hurt you more, and your greedy pussy just can't get enough.
you don't even realize how much he just wanted to fuck you senseless right there. how toji'd abuse that cunt of yoursâlet you milk him dry âtill he can't decipher words and start slurring themâuntil you fuck and reproduce like bunnies in a cycle.
after what seemed like forever, toji finally hears the words from you that'd allow him to fulfill his itch to drill into you. your cunt was taking him so well.
âmove, âji.. need you sâ bad..â and it doesn't take any further second for him to move in you. hands flying to your hips to hold you place, kneading them in his hands, with toji controlling every movement you made.
you shifted slowlyâbut apparently, too slow for your sex-driven boyfriend. a sharp thrust hoists you to fall on toji's chest, eyes rolling back in euphoria as toji takes care of you himself even though you're the one on top.
his heavy cock drags itself in ân out of your pulsating walls, with each measured thrust creating lewd noises of skin slapping against eachother. plap, plap, plap!
toji slams you down on him, pelvis meeting your assâcock kissing your cervix beautifully. your body jolts from the unexpected move, walls convulsing in need as it clamps down on his length more & more. you sob, withholding yourself from getting too lost in bliss. he grins, hands now using you to lift himself up and down to continue the motion.
if you were trying to keep yourself from getting lost, toji's long gone. he fucked his cock into you erratically, pursuing your desires as you mewl for moreâhips roughly bashing against yours, a ring of milky white forming at the base of his cock as a familiar tang coils in your stomach once more.
â..f-fuck, toji, slow down!â your moans turn fussy, and your begging into nothing more but saccharine melodies to his ears. his grunts get louder, enjoying himself way too much being buried in your tight cunt. toji loves the way you start squirming, making make futile attempts at escaping his obsession & his relentless pace. you know it gets you nowhere. toji always manages to yank you back into place, manhandling you with such ease he almost laughs in your face, calling it âtakingâ care of you.
his teeth sink into the crook of your neckânibbling on the skin, sucking until it forms a purple-blue bruise that you're sure will stay there âtill the next day. he's drilling into you like there's no tomorrow, reaching too deep for your brain to handle. he's addictedâin love with the feeling of your cunt pulsing around himâof your clingy walls refusing to let go of him.
you're getting so closeâtoo close for comfort. your nails dig into the sheets, your fingers shuddering and losing grip every time toji hit the spot.
a knot is tangling itself deep in your pussy, taking in toji every time he hit your g-spot. your tongue churned with the threat of an orgasmâtongue lolling in thrill when his tip contacts a chasmic and sensitive part in your gummy walls. toji's thrusts were getting sloppy, and his grip on your hips is loosening.
âso close, haah.. âji, are youââ he shuts you up quick when his pace turns rapid once more, taking you by surprise. the sudden change in speed causes a chain reaction in your body.
the coil in your stomach breaksâand the knot untangles itself, a herd of moans escaping your lips as you come undone on toji's cock. your walls flood and trap him to the brim with the jerk of your gratifying orgasm. your face contorts in glee, faint saliva glistening at the corner of your motuh.
thenâ toji snaps in you, he groansâfinishing one last thrust before shooting spurts of his hot load in your pussy. the syrupy consistency of it stuffs you fullâa light creamy sheen of it dripping down his length.
sweat trickles down toji's forehead, and so does to yours. you're too fucked out to hear what he's saying, meekly nodding as your pussy spasms around him for the nth time, legs trembling and body tingling.
âyâ alright, princess?â toji chuckles, mocking the way you're still firmly holding to the bedsheets, giving your ass a quick spank.
a/n: happy 325 followers <3 does such a tumblr curse exist? i couldnt stand up the whole week without fainting / blacking out.. is it my time to go LMFAO
