Tinder Matches and Action Movies
Fucking Toji on the couch to the sound of Kick-ass 2. That's it, that's the fic.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/37129531
Toji Fushiguro & Reader
Smut / Porn without Plot
Explicit Sexual Content
One night stand
Woman on top
Word Count : 3431
She checked her appearance in the bathroom mirror once again, her reflection staring back at her, unconvinced. The nervousness was starting to get to her as she waited in anticipation for what was to come.
Of course, she'd heard from others how these types of encounters went down, but she had never done it herself. Perhaps she had never felt the need to, but deep down she couldn't help but be put off, almost scared of all the what ifs.
What if things turned sour, what if this was a mistake, what if she regretted it?
But it was too late to change her mind and turn back.
He was on his way here now. Any minute.
She adjusted her bra strap, tucking the white material underneath the simple pullover she'd chosen for tonight's...events.
She gave herself another deep stare, looking away from her own judgemental eyes, unwilling to cancel the late-night plans.
Not that desperation was coursing through her veins, but she had progressed far beyond simply being sexually frustrated. This constant need and sexual arousal had built up over months, and masturbation was no longer cutting it anymore.
She craved intimacy, even if it meant inviting a stranger from a hookup app to her apartment for a one-night stand.
She returned to the living room, picked up her phone, and checked his page once more.
Toji Fushiguro
Surprise had painted her features when the "You have a match" notification appeared next to his name. No way someone this attractive had swiped yes on her.
He had stunning dark green eyes and black hair. Not to mention the scar that ran from his upper lip to just above his chin.
So when he initiated conversation first, she had ignored it, swiping away the notification without even taking a glimpse at the message preview. But after a few hours of gnawing curiosity, she had opened the app.
Her face had flushed immediately, phone flung across the couch faster than a speeding bullet.
[You look like the type of girl I'm going to fuck tonight]
She knew people said things like that to elicit a reaction, but she couldn't stop the way her thighs pressed together. She couldn't stop the desire that surged through her when she read those words.
Emboldened by her own arousal, she reached over for the discarded tablet.
[I'm not that easy.]
Which had absolutely been a lie. Her wet panties would be proof of that fact. That, and he would be over any minute.
[We'll see about that.]
After double checking that the movie worked fine on her laptop, she sat back onto the couch, dissociating.
What if he was disappointed with her?
Then he can fuck off and leave. Her mind provided.
What if she was a terrible lay?
Doesn't matter. You don't ever have to see him again.
Knock knock.
Her heart raced at the sound and she was certain her legs would give out the moment she stood. Still, she rose to her feet and walked briskly to her front door.
She took a deep breath as she reached for the doorknob, her hands trembling from the nerves. She turned the knob and pushed open the door.
She almost choked as she came face to chest with a looming darkness in a black t-shirt and grey sweats. At Least she wasn't the only one that dressed casually. It oddly made her feel more relaxed.
Until she glanced up, and up, and up, her gaze passing over the expanse of his broad chest and thick neck before locking eyes with the tallest man she had ever met.
He stared back down at her through his lashes, pupils dilating immediately at the sight of her. When neither spoke, he raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"This is the part where you invite me in, Doll." He whispered it as if it were some important secret, mocking her with his playful tone.
"Shit. Sorry." She stammered, moving to one side and allowing him enough room to walk past her. "Please, come in."
His scent hit her nose as he stepped past her, almost knocking her over with the level of intoxication. She wondered if it was just his own musk or if it was some kind of cologne.
She closed and locked the door as she watched the man walk over to her fridge and take the bottle of wine she had forgotten was in there.
"Oh, uhm. Let me get us some glasses for that."
A warm hand pressed to her hip and spun her around before she could even take a step towards the cabinets.
Her cheeks flushed again as their gazes locked, and she was certain she looked like a deer caught in headlights.
"Don't worry, we'll just drink from the bottle." He locked his gaze on hers, and all she could do was nod. Large fingers dug into her hip, gently shaking her out of whatever spell his eyes had cast on her.
"If you want to watch a movie, I have my laptop set up in the living room." Despite the way her heart hammered in her ribcage, the words left her mouth without quivering. She gulped, daring to look him in the eyes again.
"Whatever you want, sweetheart." His upper lip curled up once more as she became visibly flustered.
They made their way into the living room and Toji made himself at home, plopping ungracefully onto her couch. His size practically took up the entire width of it, and she couldn't help how her nerves came back full swing.
Gulping again, she pressed play and the sounds of Kick-ass 2 filled the living room. She stepped away from her console table and walked the few steps back to the couch.
"Have you seen this movie before?" She asked as she sat down beside him, their thighs pressing together despite her efforts to put some space between them. But her loveseat was small, and it appeared even smaller with such a large man on it. She didn't dare look over at him, but she was sure she could feel his stare.
"Mmm." The sound rumbled through his chest and sent a chill up her spine. "M'not really into movies."
Oh. What else did people do on these types of meetups then? Wasn't Netflix and chill the norm? Should she offer to do something else?
"What are you into, then?" Was that okay to ask? Or was she being too forward?
She practically jumped when she felt an arm circle her shoulders, quickly followed by a strong hand wrapping around her weak bicep. Toji pulled her in closer, large fingers cupping her chin with his other hand before delicately pulling her face towards his.
"Cute, shy women that invite me over late at night." His eyes were dark and searching as he looked down at her.
As she stared into the green abyss of Toji's eyes, her tongue darted out from between her lips, wetting them. She was at a loss for words, and all she could hear was her heart pounding against her ribcage. His gaze quickly shifted to her mouth, then back up.
Toji paused for a moment to admire her face before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch lingering across her jawline.
Throwing caution to the wind, she quickly leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, movie forgotten mere minutes into watching. His eyes widened in momentary shock before smirking into the kiss, enormous hands traveling up and down the expanse of her ribcage, gripping and grasping and slipping under her shirt.
Where his fingers had once been delicate in their affection, they had become desperate and fumbling as he attempted to remove her shirt, breaking the kiss for only a second, the material passing between them and then flung into a dark corner of the room.
A moan escaped from her mouth and into his at the feeling of his thumbs digging into her pelvis and long fingers wrapping around her hips. Toji effortlessly hoisted her into the air before crushing her back into his lap. Thighs positioned on either side of his, knees digging into the couch cushion and hands pressed onto broad shoulders, she pulled away to take a breath.
Despite her being above him like this, he still seemed impossibly tall. Instead of looking down at him, she found their faces perfectly aligned in this position. She took a breath and looked into his eyes, which had darkened even more than before, hooded and clouded with lust.
His left hand moved up from her hip to rest on her lower back, causing her to shiver. Nobody had ever touched her like Toji.
Toji pulled her forward with excessive force, and her hips rolled into his, her clothes covered cunt coming into contact with his thickening cock. Another gasp escaped her lips and she felt compelled to glance down. There was no way she could…
"I know you can handle it, Doll." And she hadn't realized she had actually been staring until she lifted her gaze back to his. She nodded once, determined to prove him right.
She rolled her hips again, the sensation sending waves of pleasure straight to her core. When Toji moaned, mouth slightly hanging open, she did it again. And again. And again. Picking up a rhythm that was sure to send her over the edge, she glanced down again, noticing the sticky mess that had formed on Toji's sweatpants. A combination of her wetness and his dripping cock. She was so close already, and yet she didn't stop. Could she really come like this? Rutting in his lap, separated only by layers of clothes?
She moaned his name, eyes squeezed shut tightly, her breathing uneven as she neared her orgasm.
"Enough." Toji said abruptly, and she had almost forgotten she wasn't alone; she had become so engrossed in the pleasure that the person below her had simply become a means for her to get off.
Which was, after all, the goal in the first place, wasn't it?
But she stopped and opened her eyes, her face flush with pleasure and exertion, and perhaps a little embarrassment at having been so close to coming just from grinding against another person.
"Pants off." Toji commanded, loosening his grip on her hips enough for her to slip off and unfasten them, quickly dropping them in a pool around her feet.
When she tried to approach him once more, he lifted his palm, halting her movements.
She watched as his gaze moved slowly across her body. Watched as he pressed the palm of his other hand onto his still-covered cock. Watched as his lips parted silently, and the look in his eyes became even more heated, almost wild.
Toji removed his shirt and it fell forgotten somewhere behind the couch. She couldn't help but stare. His arms, chest, everything. Everything about him was the biggest she'd ever seen with her own two eyes.
She wanted to experience it all.
The man patted his thigh, clearly inviting her back. She was never one to refuse such an offer.
Large hands were on her again almost instantly, and the skin-to-skin contact sent electricity coursing through her entire body.
His cock twitched beneath her when he squeezed her ass and she hoped he enjoyed her matching panties and bra, the thought making her nervous for a moment. Toji kneaded her ass slowly, the movement dragging her folds across the expanse of his dick once again and the lack of that extra layer was immeasurably noticeable. She could feel the heat radiating from him, and it sent a shiver down her spine, her nervousness all but forgotten.
With his free hand, he gently slid his fingers up her inner thigh, slowly nearing her clit. She squirmed underneath the attention, wanting more and wanting it now. She blinked at the scene, unable to tear her eyes away, practically shaking with want.
She whined when his middle finger made direct contact with her wet lips, his thumb holding the material of her panties out of the way. Toji steadily moved his finger up, up, up. A smirk grew on his lips as he studied her through his lashes. Finally, he reached her clit and drew a slow circle on it. She was certain she would have bucked against him desperately if his other hand hadn't been holding her in place.
“So wet.” He whispered. She was clinging to his shoulders for dear life, barely holding on to her own sanity, terrified of losing control over this stranger. “Look at me.” A command. There was a beat of hesitation before she obeyed. The look in his eyes frightened her. She was his prey and at his every mercy.
Toji slid his finger back down, and she stiffened as he put another at her entrance alongside the first. He thrust them within her without warning, slowly filling her up, and the sensation was incredible. He echoed her wordless moan, smirking at her with a mocking grin on his face, his tongue sliding across his teeth as he took in her reaction.
When he curled his fingers, her moan was no longer silent. In an attempt to stifle it, she bit her lower lip, which only made her groan. His powerful fingers curled again and again, repeatedly hitting her sweet spot, and she was on the verge of passing out, breath catching in her throat.
“Not yet.” His fingers came to a halt, and her brow furrowed in frustration as he removed them. She opened her mouth to say something, to yell at him for teasing her, to beg him to make her come now, now, now. But wet fingers were pressed to her mouth instead, forcing their way between her lips and across her tongue..
She clasped both her hands around his wrist and sucked, tasting herself on his fingers.
“Fuck.” His deep voice rang out as she sucked his fingers clean of her essence, running her tongue around them before returning them to her mouth. Her eyelids fluttered shut as she relished the noises Toji was making for her. Because of her.
When she opened them again, his own eyes had gone completely dark, a nice shade of pink dusted over his cheeks. She let his fingers slip from between her lips, flicking them with her tongue for good measure, and Toji smashed their mouths together, tongue delving in her mouth and teeth nipping at her bottom lip. He groaned like a wild animal, now tasting her cunt for himself.
Toji ground his hips rhythmically as they kissed, all teeth and tongue and panting, one hand behind her neck while the other lifted and lowered her against him. The friction was pushing her dangerously close to the edge again.
“Ask me for it.” Toji hummed as they pulled away for air.
“Please.” She begged.
Toji slid out of his pants and seized her wrists as she tried to follow suit. “No. Leave them on." It wasn’t a suggestion, but a command.
He drew her into his arms, hand sliding up her back to unhook her bra. As he managed to unclasp it, she held her breath, his eyes burning holes in her flesh with the intensity of his stare. He slid his fingers beneath the straps and carefully slipped them down her arms, revealing her breasts.
Toji was gripping her breasts and softly pinching her nipples between his index and middle fingers before she could even take a deep breath. Instead, she whimpered, her hips thrusting forward against her will and the heat of his cock so close to her cunt was driving her mad.
He placed his warm lips against her collarbone, mouthing at it as he slipped his hands between them, one wrapped around his cock, the other moving her panties to the side enough to press the tip of his cock between her wet lips.
She sank further and further onto him, slowly taking him deeper and deeper. They were both breathing heavily, a sheen of sweat covering their skin as Toji watched himself disappear within her. Inch by inch.
"Look at you." He breathed, patiently waiting for her to adjust to his size. "Taking me so well. Fuck, Doll."
The praise had her crying out and clenching around his cock, making his eyes roll into his head with a groan.
Toji's hands rested at her hips, gripping hard before thrusting into her and bottoming out on a moan. "Good girl. Knew you could do it."
A blush colored her cheeks again, but the praise urged her on. She braced herself, palms on his shoulders as she rose, cunt sliding on his cock before falling back down on it. She repeatedly fucked herself on him, focusing on her own pleasure rather than Toji's.
She wasn't slow or careful as she rode him, and he claimed her mouth as if he had a right to it. As if she belonged to him. The thought alone made her clit pulse.
Her mouth fell open on a moan as a hand fisted in her hair and pulled, just hard enough to sting. Toji’s tongue pushed through her lips and into her mouth, tasting her once more. She pulled away, shifting her weight back onto her heels, leaning back and spreading her knees so Toji could get a better look as he disappeared over and over inside her.
“That’s it, sweetheart.” He breathed, “That’s it. Make yourself come all over me.”
She rolled her hips in a slow circle, loving the way his cock hit her deeper than anyone ever had.
Toji gripped her hips again and thrust upward, pushing himself even deeper inside. He drew his hips down, slipping almost completely out of her before thrusting up again, hard, and she rocked back against him in a rhythm that made her moan obscenely.
“Toji.” She cried out, and he shuddered beneath her, thrusting upward even more forcefully, almost knocking her off balance. He fucked her quick and deep, and she began to crumble above him, a cascade of incomprehensible words and moans falling from her lips like a waterfall.
“I want to watch you come.” His voice was raw and coated with lust.
The tone sent a jolt of heat straight to her groin and the coil tightened within her, almost unbearably so, before unraveling completely. He thrust up only once more before she was gone, cunt fluttering around him as she called out his name.
She rode out her orgams as he slowed his thrusts and tightened his grip on her hips, concentrating on the sensation of every inch of him sliding in and out.
“We aren’t finished,” Toji said as she collapsed against him, breaths coming out in short bursts across his neck. He pulled out and flipped her over onto the couch where he had been just moments before, moving to tower over her. His thumb pressed against her bottom lip, forcing her mouth open. He stared down at her with dangerous intensity, his eyes so dark that they were nearly black. “Stick out your tongue.”
She did as she was told without question, staring up at him with anticipation. Toji pumped his cock mercilessly, her juices squelching from the skin on skin friction. He kept his gaze fixed on hers as he stroked himself, rubbing the head across her tongue. His brow creased and his jaw tightened, and he was coming, bursts of it hitting her tongue and lips
She didn’t move a muscle. She waited as the bitterness spread through her mouth, as it dripped down her face. Her lids closed with a flutter as licked the come off her lips and she swallowed, only opening her eyes when Toji’s hand cupped her cheek.
Toji simply stood there panting, eyes locked on hers. Her face heated despite the fact that she shouldn't be embarrassed given what they'd just done. But she smiled up at him as she leaned into the gentle touch.
“I think we missed most of the movie.” She said, glancing at her small laptop screen, the action scenes still playing. She was astonished that she had been able to tune out the entire thing during their activities.
Toji chuckled before dropping his hand from her face and turning around in search of his discarded clothes. “I got all the action I needed tonight.” He cracked a joke.
It was her turn to laugh and she rolled her eyes, leaning back into the couch.
“Maybe we’ll finish it next time.”