Crystal

Jason Todd religiously eating your pussy chronicles

He didn’t expect himself to be whipped by it but the first time when he settled between your legs he became addicted.

He became a pussy enthusiast whenever he lapped his soft tounge on your sensitive clit and held your thighs down for him to consume you properly. He starts grunting and letting out whines against your pussy as he devours your soft walls like a man craving to feast.

It drives him wild whenever you clench your thighs around his ears and his nose slightly bumps against your clit . He would let out gentle encouragements for you to pull on his hair while you grind against his tongue.

Extra points if you have a bush this man doesnt care at all he loves caressing the top of your pubic bone as he moans out praises against your pussy ,His absolute favourite part is when he officially made you squirt on his face and it comes unexpectedly

He would just let a breathless chuckle as he smiles at you with praise

“Both of you did a wonderful job”

@kirtingling 2026

cw: 18+ mdni, masturbatíon, age gap, phone sèx, slight degradation, Toji calls you ‘kid’ twice

You were restless as the morning dawned, more than you should be.

You’d been tossing and turning all night, so used to the 6’3 man, over 200 pounds that would lay beside you, pull you onto his chest with an incoherent gruff and that would settle you. But now, the birds are starting the tweet and the sun creeping it’s way into the sky with every passing minute, you’re eyes can’t close even with the warm comforters holding you. All you can think off was you boyfriend, who you hadn’t seen in three days.

You had had a fight, maybe you made some choices you shouldn’t have. And Toji is older than you, warned you of the outcomes and all you could do was get defensive, raise the bastards blood pressure you had him yelling till you stormed out.

Would it have been so hard to admit he was right?

Yes, actually. And what? Prove you were young and incapable of making adult decisions? It pissed you off. That’s why you you’d had another sleepless night. But it irked you to no end, tossing the blanket off your body, you’d make the call you’d been dreading to make. Though, not to apologize.

Toji picks up on that second ring, always, doesn’t matter what’s going on, if it’s you. He’ll drop everything for you, sliding the rifle into the back of the trunk while he quickly leaves a “job.”

He sighs as he gets in the drivers seat, engine roaring to life, “Did you call me in your sleep baby?”

“Or are you just not talkin, stubborn little shit, as always.”

There’s a rustle on your end of the line, an oh so familiar muffled noise and a huff, “Not- ‘m not stubborn.”

His finger taps the wheel, ears so sharp, of course he can hear your little whimpers, can practically see your juices dripping down your folds, dampening your underwear. He lets out a condescending laugh, “Shit you’re fuckin dirty mama. Gettin off t’my fuckin voice, thought you were mad at me.”

You scowl, “Ahh- I am.”

“She’s not mad at me.” And you can hear the smirk on his pink lips, only makes you wetter. You bite your lip, only rubbing your pulsing bud faster, you grit, pitchy moans leaving you, “You’re- nnngh- so annoying, you and your stupid face- mm shit!”

“Is that right?”

“Don’t f-fuck with me Fushiguro.”

“Then I should hang up-“

You let out a throaty whine, fingers dampening as you run your fingers through your glossy pussy lips. Your eyebrows knitted together, frustrated, “No- mmh- just- just-“

“—Your first issue doll,” he hushes you, his member already starting to bulge in his pants, “You’re always in such a fuckin rush, told you about that shit, didn’t I? Can’t get off like that, especially after what I do with you and your cunt.”

You shake your head, panting, “Cocky mother-“

“-Ah huh sweetheart, why don’t you dip a finger in that pretty pussy while you’re at it.”

𐙚 JJK men [GOJO+GETO, CHOSO, HIGURUMA, NANAMI, TOJI+SUKUNA] x fem!reader | artwork by @/thatsallitchief | divider by @/cursed-carmine | mdni | m.list

𐙚 If there was anybody on campus that everyone wanted to get their hands on, it was you. Luckily for some guys, their wishes came true.

𐙚 a/n: these are separate but if you squint hard enough they’re connected :p

𐙚 Satoru Gojo ! ft. 𐙚 Suguru Geto !

[blowjob, slight hair pulling]

It all started at frat!jo's party.

“Well aren’t you just the prettiest star with my cock in your mouth?”

Satoru’s hand had a fistful of your hair, holding you steady while he fucked that pretty throat of yours. He finally got his hands on you after trying for for-fucking-ever. Satoru liked pretty things, and the way his heart leapt the moment his eyes landed on you for the first time was cartoonish. And it seemed you were friends with everyone except him! Even his twin brother ?! But fuckkk it was worth the wait.

“Fuck- that’s a good girl take it.” Your eyes, your pretty eyes looked up at the white haired male while he stared right back down at you. He moans at the way your knees spread on the floor, skirt hiked upon your waist while your fingers teased that pearl between your legs. So wet, the eye rolling whimpers making your pussy throb. “Gonna c—um so deeep down your- fuck- throat star.”

Frantic fingers rubbed at your clit, hips rutting against the wet fingers. Saliva began to leak down your chin, tears caught up in your waterline. And Satoru…oh Satoru. Your hips sputter against your fingers- they didn’t feel fast enough to match the speed he fucked your throat. Pretty blue eyes rolled, mouth falling open as he pushed your head deeper onto his big cock, warm globs of cum filled the space while your pussy fluttered, swallowing every drop.

“Now Satoru, who throws a party and isn’t even present- woah.” The door opens, pretty boy Suguru Geto stares at the scene in shock. Now, he’s walked in on Satoru plenty of times, but the shocker was you.

You smack Satoru’s hand in your hair, his eyes shooting open as you released him from your mouth. “Sh-Shit star wait m’still sensitive-“ All 8 thick inches, pink tip leaking sadly at the loss of warmth

“Shut up! I thought you locked the door? Stupid.”

It’s Suguru who closes the door (after stepping in and locking it). “I got to say, I’m quite surprised to see you Y/N. Thought you didn’t like Satoru.” A teasing smirk raises on his lips, Satoru’s long arm wrapping around your shoulder, cock throbbing against your skirt.

“Was all just sexual tension, right star?” A slap to your ass has you scoffing.

“You come to join Suguru?” He asks excitedly, and that’s how you ended up with your skirt wrapped in Suguru’s fist while he fucked you into Satoru’s mattress like his life depended on it. The white haired man watching while he stroked his sensitive cock to match Suguru’s rhythm. Other than the beats of the music outside, the rhythmic thump ! thump ! creak-thump ! of Satoru’s bed showed. the poor wall behind it no mercy.

“Mmmhp- f-fuck slow down-“ Breathless broken moans pouring into the soft material below you. So wet that Suguru slipped in and out of you with ease, his thick cock head bullying that sweet spot inside of you. So deep that your pussy squeezed around him, the wet squelches of your pretty cunt messily painting a white ring around his cock.

“Hah— hahhh fuck Angel- y’feel so good..”

“S-Sugu-“ Your broken whines send Satoru’s thumb to cover his tip, cum threatening to spill over that pretty face of yours. Suguru shudders, eyes squeezing shut. His hand finds the center of your back, pushing you down to deepen your arch. “O-OH—!” Your body trembles, his biggg dick slipping even deeper into your waiting heat.

“Gonna cum so deep Angel- shit- shit— cumming…fuckkkk”

Fuck. Satoru wanted to take a picture at the scene, his cum splattering across of your face while Suguru’s cock was buried to the hilt as he filled you up, and you better not waste anything.

𐙚 Choso Kamo !

[ sex while under the influence, smoking during sex, fingering, squirting ]

You’ve always been plug!Choso's favorite customer.

You never once had to pay for a damn thing, all he asked for was company while he smoked. Choso who liked you so much (just as much as about anyone) he bought you pretty pink papers to roll your weed up in.

“Stop..teasing Cho.”

Choso who spoiled you so much he called you Princess, and you didn’t mind. The same man who had his pretty lips wrapped around your lipgloss stained blunt. Red eyes low while he lazily rubbed the thick tip of his dick over your cum coated hole. Like the princess you were, you had that pretty back arched for him just the way he liked you to, pink lacy panties pulled to the side.

“It’s so wet princess..” He sighs, tilting his head back as he took a hit of the blunt, inhaling the smoke before passing it down to you.

See, Choso liked taking his time with you. Every movement he made during sex was calculated, he knew what spots made you scream, and he knew what spots would have you squirting all over his bed. Many people wanted you, but Choso had you. He didn’t want to date, just company while he smoked…and pussy.

With his focus on that pretty gaping hole of yours, ready to take him again, Choso fed you like you wanted- like she wanted. Low groan escaping his lips, your eyes closing feeling yourself make room for his big dick as you sucked him in. His hands trembled lightly at your hips, fingers digging into your skin. Inch by inch he pushed all those inches deep inside.

“Mmmfuck Cho-“ You gasp softly, your other hand fisting the sheets while he rocked against you steadily. Your lips kissed the blunt, inhaling the smoke. The moment you took that deep breath, Choso pulls allll the way out with a pop ! before shoving his cock all back in.

“Shitttt, Princess.” He whines, your warm gummy walls swallowing him, begging him to go deeper. But Choso knew what you wanted, he always knew. Shaky hands hold the blunt up towards him. The room stuffy with sex and weed. The slapping of skin echoing throughout as he pounded into that pretty pussy slow but so hard. “Need to fill you up hm?”

The blunt passed back and forth between you two, the pap pap pap sound getting louder by the second. “A-Ahh Cho——w-wait fuck-“ Your head was spinning, mouth agape while he hit that spot over and over again. Drool spilled from your lips, and Choso looked down with those red eyes…

You cry out, the blunt between you two gets put out by Choso so he could fuck you faster with no distractions.

The sight so pretty he wanted to take a picture. “Rub that pretty clit for me princess…that’s right- good girlll.”

Bite marks on the back of your shoulders (that he’d definitely get yelled at for later), your pussy sucking him in and creaming. That white ring getting bigger and bigger by the second. “Right there-“ You groan, fingers making quick work of the sensitive pearl between your legs as you leaked down your fingers.

“Mmm right here?” He smirks down at you, biting his lip while he angled for that spot— that spot he knew drove you crazy.

It only made him want to go faster. To cum inside of you again. “Wanna see this hole— mmph— dripping when m’done-“ Your eyes roll, a shuddering sigh as your body relaxes, a cool breeze pouring over you, your pussy squeezing around him- milking him.

“Th-There she is..” Choso buries himself inside of you, angling at that spot to pour alll of his cum into. “Hahhh fuck..” He lets his head fall back, letting out a soft groan as he planted his seed.

“Spread open, princess.” his voice soft in your ear, inch by inch of his slick coated cock pulling out from your leaking pussy.

“mmmph..” you hold your pussy open for him, his cum seeping out and dripping down onto the soft surface of his bed. Your fingers take a quick dip inside, a small sigh leaving your lips while you throbbing around the digits as more of his cum poured out. Choso always came a lot.

Choso stroked his cock at the sight. Both of you sensitive to the slight overstimulation. But you held it open for him, and his cock slips right back in and out, in and out as you tug gently at your clit. Your legs had a slight tremble to them, eyes squeezing shut while he rutted back into you.

𐙚 Nanami Kento !

[choking, squirting]

It’s always a hassle when you don’t want to go to the gym with 𐙚 med student!Nanami, after promising you’d lock in this time.

“M-M’sorry Nana- f—fuck s’too deep-“

“Hahh…You’re not sorry, sweetheart. You do this every week.”

Your poor couch wasn’t ready for the “at home” exercise Nanami had planned for you this week.

“Does it hurt?” He hums. The firm grip on the back of your neck loosened. Your breath unsteady as your legs shook with a wet globing mess of his cum mixed with your juices trailing allll down your thighs. Shaking your head, you hiccuped, the cushion pillow beneath your head caught majority of your cries and pleasure filled tears.

“Feels good…” You whine, pretty pussy squeezing around Nanami’s thick cock that was buried to the hilt inside of you.

“Yeah? Where does it feel good sweetheart?” He coos, voice soft in your ear. Nanami’s hips pull back, dragging his longgg cock with him until the thick head pops ! out of your pussy. He took a long swipe of his cum pouring from your hole before he thrusted back in all at once. You squeal, the grip on your neck tightening back to just the way you liked it- the way Nanami knew you liked it.

“Ri—-ight there- !” A sharp gasp is pulled from your body, Nanami’s hand finding a grip on your ass cheek to see the mess he was making. Sweet groans spilled. Nanami’s glasses began to fog. He throws his head back, biting down on his lip with a small smack ! of your ass that has your pussy squeezing around him.

“Yeah? You like when I fuck you here sweetheart?” Cock bullying your puffy pussy. You swear you could feel him right in your heart with the repeated thrust thrust thrust he poured into you. And fuckkk you were so wet, Nanami couldn’t help the loud whine dripping from his lips.

“—-um— gonna…gonna cum ‘gin Nana.” Your eyes squeeze shut. Your warning whimpers did nothing for the man pounding into you. He made it worse- thick fingers leaving your ass to that pretty pearl right between your legs. “Nana-“

“She’s taking me so well, sweetheart.” His thrusts slowed, fingers rubbing circles around your sensitive clit that has your hips jerking. “Listen to that…” The wet sounds echoing across your apartment alongside your moans would definitely be a complaint from your neighbor later.

The fingers worked at your clit. Pound after pound he poured into you, tugging at the sensitive nerve until he felt that wet splash onto his thighs. “Fuck fuck— fuck !” The loud broken whimper of your high came crashing down, Nanami’s fingers still rubbing- his cock still fucking into you while you squirted.

“Good girl, sweetheart.” His hand leaves your neck, his body feeling hot as he leaned over you, kissing the pretty tears away from those pretty eyes. “So good for me, hm?” He cums with a shuddering sigh deep into your womb. The warmth making you shiver, repeated kisses littering your cheek as you panted against the pillow.

“We’re going to the gym tomorrow. Right sweetheart?”

𐙚 Toji Fushiguro ! ft. Ryomen Sukuna !

[degrading: reader gets called a slut, blowjob, fingering, spanking, choking, public sex, anal]

Now, college is fun. You’re a smart girl who has good grades. A smart girl who likes to party and have fun also. But too much fun can cause you to get pulled over by your favorite policemen. Unfortunately, the moment you got pulled over this time you were fucked.

“I know this car. Damn, you must like getting pulled over doll?”

“Tsk tsk. Brat, can’t stay out of trouble, can you?”

The taunting voices of 𐙚 police officer ! Toji and 𐙚 police officer ! Sukuna had you sighing as they knocked on your window.

Sukuna lets out a laugh, the both of them leaning on either side of your door— Toji taps the window with a smirk on his face. You let your windows down as you leaned your head on your steering wheel.

“What is it this time? You high?” Sukuna asks, straight up as he peered into your window. It wasn’t your first time getting pulled over by the two- in fact it’s always them when you get pulled over, and fuck they loved their job a bit too much when it came to you.

“No sir…” Which wasn’t entirely a lie, you were high but you’re sober now from how long you were over at Choso’s…

“Mmmhm. So why’re y’swervin like that this time of night, doll face?” Toji gruffs out as he shakes his head, tapping the roof of your car. “Cmon get out, you know the routine.”

Sukuna watched as you unbuckled your seatbelt, and he opens the door for you. The pink haired man’s flashlight flashed into your car as per the protocol, but you all knew they weren’t really going to arrest you.

Two of Toji’s thick fingers beckon you forward. His eyes trailing up your exposed legs curiously, a smirk curling in the corner of his scarred lip. It really wasn’t a good time. You were in really short shorts with one of Choso’s t-shirts that was a bit big on your frame that it exposed your bite mark littered shoulder, and the faint hickey’s littering your neck. No bra.

And then he got a realll good look at you. Your face flushed in embarrassment (and something more), your lips puffy looking, and most importantly…you squeezed your thighs together. Even Sukuna caught on and gave a knowing look to his partner.

“Hiding somethin’?” Sukuna’s deep voice from behind you sent shivers down your spine.

“No sir, Officer Sukuna.” You squeak. His body walking around yours as he looked you up and down, curious brow raised. Toji snorts, patting his shoulder as the taller man joined his side.

“Who was it this time? That Gojo boy?”

“Or is it the uhh- shit- what’s the long haired ones name?”

“Suguru Geto?”

“Yeah that one.”

The two cops laugh, beginning to talk about how much Satoru got on their nerves and how many parties they’ve had to give warning to. You roll your eyes, shifting in your step. “It was neither.”

Toji licks his lips as their focus turns back towards you. “Alright doll face. Sure I don’t need to check between those legs this time?” You bite your lip at the footsteps nearing you again. His thumb grazes your chin, tilting your head up and fuck he smelled good.

“I’m sure, Officer Fushiguro.” Your voice sweet, innocent sounding just the way everyone hears it while you bat those pretty lashes….Except Toji knew it was bullshit the moment you started acting sweet. His eyes narrow. Pulling back from you he starts walking to their car, talking Sukuna on the shoulder. The taller man pulls you in by your waist.

“What I tell you ‘bout lying brat? Hm?”

The road was dark apart from the orange hue of the campus streetlights nearby. Your body was hot as you whimpered against the dark hairs resting at the base of Toji’s cock, bent over with your legs spread, Choso’s cum leaking down your pussy while Sukuna spreads the soft skin of your ass open to watch.

“Lost your damn mind, doll face.” His big cock stretching your fucked lips, his hand finding your hair and tugging. A loud smack ! to your ass as you squealing around the twitching muscle, pre cum sliding down your throat.

Toji finds a slow steady rhythm at first, and oh…those pretty eyes looked up at him. “That’s it…take it.”

“You spoil her too much.” The man behind you huffs at his partner. Toji tugs at your hair, pulling a moan right out of you while he smirked.

“Shit- can’t help it. She’s s’pretty —heh- with my dick in her mouth. Aren’t you doll face?” He groans, saliva dripping down to his heavy balls that slapped against your chin.

You hear the clink of Sukuna’s belt being unbuckled, those thick fingers caressing your clit, making you shiver as you rolled your hips slightly for more friction. However, cum still dripped from that pretty pussy. “Gotta be fuckin’ kidding me.” He curses before those two fingers slip into your hole with ease- with familiarity. A loud squelch ! echoed throughout the dark road as he curled them inside of your heat.

“Fuckin slut.” And his fingers reached deep, causing you to squirm. You whine, hips pushing back. “Mmmph ‘Kuna-“ Your moans muffled. Your hand found the thick of Toji’s thighs to steady yourself while he fucked your throat.

“Tch, he pumped you full too.”

He adds another finger, the trio working you open. When it came down to Sukuna and Toji, you genuinely had to brace yourself. Toji’s cock slips from your mouth for you to take a breath, “Tongue out.” His hand holds your chin, watching your mouth fall open.

“That’s a good girl.” He stroked his cock with the collected spit. Two long strokes of his deep pink cock, the tip thick and almost red. Two thick veins underlined it down to his base. He tapped it against the flat of your tongue. Your tongue licks the dribble of pre cum, kissing the gorgeous tip. You hear Sukuna let out a soft groan behind you, his thumb rubbing your clit as his fingers fucked you faster.

“right there-“ you gasp, your eyes fluttering shut for a. “p-please m’so close ‘Kuna—“

“Gonna take care of you doll face.” Like they always did.

“Let us show you grown men fuck.”

“You’re really hardheaded. Thought I told you I didn’t want this pussy to be filled the next time I fucked you?”

Your head leaned back onto Toji’s shoulder, his big hand squeezing around your throat. “Sh-Shit— ahh- ah please!” Fast fingers rubbed at your clit. His cock fucking into the welcoming hole of your ass, while Sukuna’s big hands held your thighs spread wide open.

“Please what?” His hips slammed into yours, biggg cock stretching out the gummy walls of your pussy wide.

“Can’t take it-“

“Oh you can take it.” Toji huffs in your ear, the flushed head of his cock slipping in and out… in and out with ease. The sticky mess acting as lubricant between your legs. Your legs that shook violently in Sukuna’s grasp.

“M-Mhm..feels s’good don’t it?”

“Yes—! Yesohfuckohfuck”

They found a steady fast rhythm that had you hiccuping. The sounds of skin slapping and your incoherent moans echoed throughout the dark road. Anyone could drive by and see you being fucked by them.

Toji’s groans were loud in your ear. “Takin’ us s’good doll face…like a goood slut.”

“To—ji!” You whimper.

His grip on your neck loosening, “Yeah? You like that pretty girl? Like us fillin’ you up?” and he coos, bringing his fingers to your lips, “Spit.”

Saliva drips down your chin, the gathered spit going straight between your legs. You yelp, hips bucking as the feeling rushes over you. The wet splash between your legs splattered, only making them go faster.

Sukuna lets out a warning grunt. His face a light shade of pink, sweat dripping down his forehead. “Gonna fill you up the way I want to. Understand brat?”

“mm-‘hmm” You whine out, lips parting, your moans growing louder by the second. Between the cocks filling your holes, the fingers rubbing your clit, and the hand around your throat- fuck you could do this for days.

“Dont ever let me catch you like this again.” Sukuna’s voice was hot in your ear, Toji’s chuckle following after. Your insides were so warm. Letting out a breathless moan, you relax against Toji’s chest. Your holes full as they pulled out.

…and as a safety precaution, Sukuna drove you back to your apartment while Toji drove your car there.

𐙚 Hiromi Higuruma !

[public sex, pussy eating]

𐙚 law student!Higuruma abided by campus rules- any rules for that matter. He did things fairly by the law, he was a future lawyer after all.

“I—oh fuck-!” Sometimes, he didn’t. Very rarely.

His hands were hot on your thighs as he held them up, your back against the cool polished wood of the table. Front and center in the campus courtroom used for mock trial. Hiromi found his face buried comfortably between your legs.

His tongue lapped at your slick coated folds, moaning at the taste. Higuruma loved being between your legs after all. The way he ate you out with care, his nose rubbing against your clit. Your pussy dripping with saliva and your juices.

“You taste heavenly, have I ever told you that my sweet girl?” The way he ate you with care, the smell of your body oil filling his nose while he dove deeper into your heat. His tongue took a long stripe up to your clit, carrying your juices with it while he sucked on that pretty pearl.

“Hiro— ah-ah-“ You whimper, withering in his grasp. Your hand found his hair, pulling him in deeper. His tongue slips into your hole, your warmth welcoming him, and he groans. Your slick made a mess of his chin, his lips, and his nose.

“Mmfuck sweet girl. Tase’ so good.” His eyes close for a second, just taking in you. Fuck you drove him crazy. He lets up for just a bit, big eyes staring up at your skirt. You were still in your outfit, panties pulled to the side while he tongue fucked you.

“M’so close Hiro…f-fuck keep licking there.” The sloppy sound of Higuruma salvaging his meal echoed throughout the large empty room, sky dark outside. You were in there after the building closed for the day after all, even after the janitor did his rounds.

Two of his fingers slip there way into your hole making you squirm. He curls his fingers alongside his tongue, pressing up against that sweet spot inside of you. Your legs shook.

“Give it to me…You know what I want.” He spits a fat glob into your hole, fucking it right into you as as he panted, smug smile on his lips as he loosed his tie. You let yourself fall apart, his fingers reaching deeper into your pretty pussy.

“Gonna cum Hiro-“ You whimper. Higuruma’s tongue latches back onto your sensitive clit with such a loud nasty suck. “Ohh oh fuck- shit- shit- Hiromi!”

He still sucked on your pearl as you squirted. His fingers still fucking sloppily into your pussy, the wet squelch getting wetter by the second. You whine, pushing his head away, you pussy throbbing from the hard wave of your orgasm.

Table wet beneath you, legs spread wide open after Higuruma stands up straight to look down at your panting body. His tongue swiped across his lips. Painfully hard cock straining his pants. His thumb traced sweet circles on your inner thighs, cooing softly. “Such a good girl…mm I have to reward you now, don’t I?” His warm body leans over yours, wet kisses trailing up your body until they landed on your lips.

You whine, tasting yourself on his tongue. He pulled your legs to wrap around his waist, your hands wrapping around his shoulders as you pulled him in closer. He rutted against your unclothed pussy, groaning softly into your mouth. “On your stomach.” He taps your thigh gently.

Now, Higuruma made sure you stayed out of trouble. You were his sweet girl after all. He took care of you in the best ways that he could while keeping up with his studies. He didn’t worry about any other guys, because Higuruma knew the way he made you break had you coming back to him each and every time.

“This is what you wanted, am I right?” His hips slam against your ass, the grip on your hips firm but gentle. Your hands held on to the front of the table, as you look back at him. His tired eyes were closed, head tilted back in pleasure, adam’s apple moving as he swallowed. Higuruma’s hair was tousled from the way you pulled on it, and his face a sweet shade of red.

“Just- just what I needed Hiro…” You moan, lips falling open. It was no secret that Higuruma’s dick was big, dark and pretty, long enough to kiss that spot inside of you and farther with every thrust. And your pussy loved it. Loved the feeling of being full of Hiromi Higuruma’s cock, the top law student of his class.

“Yeah?” His hand comes down on your ass with a smack ! making you moan louder.

“Yes—fuck yes!”

“You’re always running back to me Sweet Girl.” He deepens your arch, pushing the center of your back just a bit before he picked up pace. Smack ! Smack ! Smack ! the room echoed. Higuruma swallowed all of your broken moans. Your legs shaking, the grip on the table turning your palms white.

His hand rubs your back, to your shoulders, to the front of your neck. You yelp as he pulls your head back, your mouth open as pleasure filled tears slip from your pretty eyes. “Look at you…so beautiful.” He shudders. “Want me to cum inside?”

You’ve never said yes more quickly in your life. You could feel him deep inside, bulging your stomach. Higuruma lets out a groan, hand hot against your neck. “Rub your clit for me sweet girl, wanna cum at the same time.” He grunts, his deep groans like music to your ears.

Fingers rub at your slik coated clit, your pearl tingling with every thrust- with every touch. Your whole body buzzed, eyes rolling. “M-Mgonna cum— fuck fuck I f-feel it- Oh-!”A loud moan is ripped from you with one final thrust from the man, his cock buried to the hilt as he cums deep inside of you, fucking every last bit into that pretty pussy.

He pulls out once soft, not even the slightest drop of cum spilling. “Hold it in.” The hold on your neck softens, and you lay your head on the table, body tired. Sweet kisses litter your back as you panted.

“Hiro…are there cameras in here?”

Your toxic situationship with toji — turns out the dick is just way too good

cw: smut, pvssy eating, f¡ngering, unprotected piv, mirror play/sex , tummy bulge, size difference, choking, breath play if you squint, praising, slight humiliation/degradation, slight overstimulation, creamp¡e, agegap, p0rn with plot

pairing: Toji Fushiguro x fem!Reader

18+

It’s 3:25am and you haven’t had a wink of sleep. The pink lace nightgown you’re wearing is just another reminder of him and the way he has you wrapped around his finger. He’s bought it for you.

You’ve been with Toji for about three years now. Although you guys never got to the level of an actual established relationship he’s so possessive. Even the thought of being with another man makes you already pity the poor guy because Toji would probably break all his bones if he ever found out.

You get up and walk into the kitchen even more pissed off now that you see that the hotline of the old ass landline phone you still haven’t gotten rid of blinging. What are you? Some boomer? You think to yourself before pressing the play button knowing damn well it’s him sending you another corny apology voice mail.

A way too high pitched beep and the robotic automated voice message sounds: "You have four new messages" until you finally hear Tojis raspy voice on the other line of the network. He’s on one, you can tell. Just rambling away some white lies, trying to sweet talk his way back into your sheets. As always.

You kiss your teeth, skipping through three of the four messages he left until you reach the last one. Although you didn’t intend to actually listen to any of them this one catches your attention. He sounds different this time . Sincere, genuine, maybe even a little bit crushed. You let it play, walk to the cupboard to get some wine and a glass because you sure can’t handle his bullshit sober.

"I can’t stop thinking about all the times you used to come keep me company, told me you love me and just me. I know it took a while to trust me, I had to work for it…" you exhale harshly still baffled by the sheer audacity of this man.

"…still you don’t judge me…I love the way you touch me…" And there he goes. Knowing exactly how to make you weak. You feel your whole body fire up. Maybe it’s the wine you think but deep down you know the man has you all the way hooked. Hearing his voice doesn’t help, hearing him breathe heavily into the phone doesn’t help either it just makes everything worse.

But as hooked as you are you can’t get yourself to stop the message, ignore his words and just go back to sleep, so you continue listening: "It feels like I’m about to lose you… with all the shady shit I do to you… but I can’t get you out of my head" At this point he’s just talking whatever comes to mind. And it’s working. "…I’m telling you, you’re a blessing…".

Enough. You stop the recording. Chug half of the glass of wine and dial his number.

You’re almost ready to hang up when he finally picks up. He sure has a talent for keeping you waiting. "Always perfectly on time. I was just thinking of you" his voice is muffled, rustling in the background let's you know that he’s putting his cothes back on. It’s not the first time you catch him like this.

"Sure" you respond "Thinking of me while fucking another woman, you’re disgusting" you hiss, unable to hold back the trembling rage in your voice although you’ve sworn to never show vulnerability in moments like these again.

"Come on babygirl. I know that’s not the reason you called me" he hums arrogantly, simply to piss you off. "Ha! Why do you think I called then hm?" You ask, fuming, ready to blow up until you hear the absolute fucking audacity of this man: "Because you want me to fuck you stupid like the last time when you couldn’t stop cumming and creaming on my dick".

Silence. You can’t get yourself to respond because he hit it right on the head. You do want him to fuck you until your brain gives out, because he just does it so well.

"Yeah" he breaks the silence "Just as I thought. I’ll be there in fifteen".

And did. When it comes to fucking he never breaks promises so of course he’s on top of you now. Again. After you’ve sworn you won’t let him back in the last time you guys were having an argument. But the dick is just otherworldly.

He’s teasing you. Pressing kisses all over your inner thighs and your slit, letting your juices drip off his lips whenever he lifts his head to look at you. "You taste so good" he hums, desperate eyes watching you as he uses your slick to coat his fingers.

He licks it off, humming, almost grunting before pushing said fingers up into you. "Fuck" you whisper as he places wet kisses on your pussy, licking and sucking on your swollen clit. He doesn’t continue that for long because he loves seeing you all frustrated and horny for him.

He watches intently as your face twists in pleasure and you no longer hold back your whines. "Yes tell me all about it" he says mockingly. "Don’t hold back baby, tell me how much you’ve missed spilling all over my fingers".

His unoccupied hand scrambles up your face, squeezing your cheeks so much they make your lips form into a pout, then he rams his fingers against your spot so hard you’re already crying tears of pleasure.

A mean smirk forms on his lips and you can feel his tip leaking precum against your thigh, he’s getting more and more worked up by the minute. "My pretty fuckdoll" he laughs out then presses a sloppy kiss against your still pouty lips before finally letting go. Your cheek muscles ache so good it makes you gush even more, which doesn’t go unnoticed "You were made for this weren’t you" he comments.

He gets up, muscular thighs flexing as he positions himself. A huge hand reaches for your face, gently forcing you to look up at him. It feels like a punch to your gut when your eyes meet each other because you can tell you’re both thinking the same, thinking about how this is all so wrong, but feels so right whenever you guys do it.

He guides you to the full-body mirror you have standing on the right side of your bedroom. Persuading you to look at yourself while he stands behind you, almost two heads taller than you, your body just half as broad as his.

You feel his erection brushing against your butt and back. A calloused hand wraps around your neck, the other is buried in between your legs, flicking and massaging your clit.

"Look at you" he whispers into your ear, making eye contact with your reflection. "Do you see what I see?" he asks, the hand that was just gripping your neck now wrapped around your waist, kneading and holding every inch of your torso that he can reach. Your heart starts beating so fast you’re worried that he might hear it through your chest. He knows how much of an effect his sweet words and rough hands have on you.

"Do you see it?" he asks again. Impatiently, eagerly this time. His breaths are heavy, revealing how turned on he is. You wince as he gently bites your earlobe, followed by huffs and panting against the crease of your neck. At this point your brain’s no longer able to form words.

"You’re perfect" he mutters. You shiver at his words, mind hazy from the sounds he’s making and the looks he’s giving you. There’s something different in his gaze today. Hungrier than usual but softer. Sweat drips from his forehead and his pupils are blown, making you wonder what’s making him loose his composure that way.

Pressure coming from your pelvis area snaps your string of thoughts. You gasp as you see his fingers pushing down on your lower stomach in the reflection of the mirror. Your eyes widen, flickering back up to his and there goes your heart racing from anticipation — finally he utters the words: "I’m gonna fill you all the way up to here".

Just moments later he has you bent over, stretching your folds open with his thumbs as he slowly buries his throbbing dick inside of you. A moan escapes the both of you the instant he bottoms out. His tip already braced against your spot makes your legs tremble. He notices and wraps one arm around your neck, the other around your waist to keep you steady.

In that position his dick is pushed even further up into you which makes you moan his name so loud your neighbors most definitely heard. Your head is buried in the crease of his arm, smushed against his bicep as he starts to viciously fuck your dripping pussy. "Yes baby keep moaning my name like that" he groans "Tell me how good I’m making you feel".

He’s just pounding away at you. Continuously hitting the spot that makes you see stars. After all these years of fucking he knows exactly which angle it takes for you to loose your mind. "Right there!" you cry out, gasping for air with your mouth hanging wide open. "I know baby, I know" he’s mocking you again, humiliating you even more by sticking his thumb inside your mouth, pressing down on your tongue.

Now he has you exactly he how he wants you. Gagging, saliva dripping from the corners of your mouth onto his forearm, tears of pleasure blurring your vision. A mess. His mess. "Look at yourself!" he growls as he notices you slipping in and out of consciousness. "Don’t you fucking dare tap out".

"Oh fuck— Please!" you shout, just blurting out whatever your mind can make up. "Hush baby it’s okay you can take it" he muffles against your ear. Starting to pick up a torturous pace because he loves to see you wrecked. He squeezes your face together, forcing you to face him while he keeps at it.

"Open your fucking mouth" he demands and you obey, sticking your tongue out immediately because you know how he likes it. "Such a good girl" he exclaims in satisfaction before spitting into your gaping mouth. "Swallow".

His grip around your neck becomes tighter and you can see him gritting his teeth which let's you know that he’s close. You choke on the little air you’re able to inhale, using the rest of your energy to fuck back. He groans deeply, head thrown back, veins popping out the side of his neck as he does so.

He snaps back fast, eager to keep your gaze on the two of you’s reflections. "Fuck— Look at you" he smiles exhaustedly, fixated on a point on your lower body. You whine as you see it. Everytime he hits your cervix a bulge forms on your belly, reminding you that his promise to fill you up all the way is being kept. "Oh my fucking god— What the fuck Toji?! You’re so deep!" you babble away, just brain malfunctions disguised as words while he’s fucking you stupid. "Keep talking baby, I wanna hear all your nasty thoughts".

"Please let me cum baby" you pant, locking eyes with him through the reflection of the mirror. But no answer, just harder thrusts. "Please let me cum all over you— please" you beg but still nothing. You can feel him twitch inside of you. He’s just as close as you are. He pulls your head back, granting you a sloppy kiss, then finally answers: "Cum for me babygirl".

It hits you hard. Like a cataclysmic event, like fireworks all over your body as you finally let go. You can feel your walls flutter and clench around his girth. So hard you almost pass out but before that happens he makes sure that you hear him one more time: "You are so beautiful baby" he whispers out of breath, as you feel his cum dripping down your inner thighs.

"I never wanna let you go".

you were sprawled across the mattress, warm under toji’s weight, and yet he looked at you like you were made of something too precious to touch. his big hands mapped your curves slowly, reverently, like he was memorizing every soft dip and line.

“fuck, baby,” he rasped, pressing his mouth to your collarbone, teeth grazing lightly before kissing the spot. “you’re perfect. do you know that? every inch of you.”

you whined at the praise, thighs squeezing together, but he pulled them apart with ease, settling between them. his gaze was molten as it dragged over you, chest heaving.

“look at you, so beautiful, spread out for me. my pretty girl,” he murmured, lips brushing over your stomach as he trailed lower. “this body was made for me to worship.”

his tongue slid hot and slow against your skin, making you shiver, making your hips twitch. you tried to cover your face, but toji growled low, catching your wrists in one hand and pinning them above your head.

“uh-uh. don’t hide from me, baby. i want you to see how good you make me feel just by being mine. i want you to hear every word.”

your chest tightened at his tone, the raw reverence laced through it.

he kissed the inside of your thigh, then bit it gently, making you gasp. “sweetest thing i’ve ever had. look at these thighs, these curves. fuck, you drive me crazy. softest girl i’ve ever touched.”

when his fingers slid inside you, slow and thick, he watched your face, groaning at every little gasp that fell from your lips. “there she is. so tight, clenching around me already? god, you’re perfect.

your back arched when his thumb brushed your clit, and he smirked against your thigh. “that’s it, baby. you take everything i give you so good. so proud of you. prettiest thing i’ve ever fucked.”

when he finally pushed into you, his cock stretching you open, he pressed his forehead to yours and panted. “fuck. look at you taking me like that. you’re unreal, baby. my perfect girl, making me feel like this. no one else, just you.”

he kissed you, messy and desperate, as his thrusts built, praise spilling from him with every movement.

“good girl, my good girl. you feel so good around me. i love the way you moan for me. i love this body, love this pussy, love you.”

every word made you tremble harder, every bit of praise winding tighter in your stomach until you were falling apart beneath him, shaking and crying his name.

toji held you through it, groaning as he followed right after, filling you deep and kissing the tears from your cheeks.

꒰ YOUR TEETH IN MY NECK — katsuki bakugou ꒱ ⸝⸝ .ᐟ

summary — dilf!suki takes you back to his place to "talk" about his tattoos, even when you both know what's going to happen | or, pt. 2 to tatted, blond and dilf 𐔌 2.3k ꒱ ᝰ.ᐟ

ꉂ — warnings : SMUT (mdni) ・ female reader ・ kissing ・ oral (f!receiving) ・ age gap ・ pet names ・ unprotected sex ・ fingering ・ katsuki has tattoos

It was the second kiss. Or maybe the third? Somewhere between his lips on yours and his hands trailing up your dress, you've completely soaked through your panties.

"You're real antsy, huh?" he questions, lips ghosting over yours as he pulls away. 

Memories from mere hours ago hit you like a freight train, heat furrowing in the pits of your stomach. 

The music, the people, him. 

The way his eyes lingered a second too long while you fumbled for questions to ask, his answers in one ear and out the other when he spoke. Or how your hands never left his arm, teasing traces left over the ink before you realized you were staring.

The touches weren't so soft anymore, his eyes weren't either. 

You'd almost tugged him towards the club's bathroom when he pressed his lips next to your ear, and rested his arm dangerously low against the small of your back. 

Whatever restraint you was left snapped after that — you were seconds from dragging him into a booth at the back of the club.

That is, until he whispered so tenderly in your ear that you 'Needed to be patient', that this was 'No place to take a pretty girl like you'. 

Every word a silent promise to absolutely ruin you — just not yet.

꒰ TATTED, BLOND AND ... DILF?! — katsuki bakugou ꒱ ⸝⸝ .ᐟ

summary — the blond man in the club looks too old to be here. unfortunately, that only makes him hotter | or, part one of your teeth in my neck ᝰ.ᐟ

— cw : female reader, age gap (katsuki late 30s, reader mid 20s), flirting, drinking, pet names, suggestive .ᐟ

"Holy shit"

"I know.

"He's hot"

"I know." you whisper, shovelling the drink down your throat as you throw a glance over your shoulder. 

The club reeks of sweat, booze and cheap cologne. The bass rattling so hard you're convinced your ribcage might burst. It's been three hours of this — three hours of shifting weight from one foot to the other as you pretend your feet don't ache. 

In all honesty, you'd been looking for an out. Racking every inch of your brain for a reason to drag mina home and spend the rest of your night in your pjs watching sitcoms — that is, until you finally found a reason to stay.

Blonde, tatted and built — and at minimum twice your age. Tucked away in a corner booth with his arm slung over the leather seat, the other clutched around a glass of amber liquor. 

He looks grumpy, angry. Like someone dragged him away from his regularly scheduled programming to be here, and he was not happy about it.

His gaze barely wavers from one spot on the dance floor, scowl permanently etched on his face as the sight forces him to sip his drink. Your eyes follow his, every inch of you praying he wasn't on guard for some woman tucked between the writhing bodies.

Instead, you catch a glimpse of three men as dangerously out of place as he is — you can only imagine that they're his friends.

They look too grown to be here. broad shoulders shoved in dark button-ups, watches glinting beneath the flashing lights while they stumble over their own feet — flirting with women who cling to them like accessories.

The redhead of the group looks towards the blonde in his drunken stupor, yelling that "he's got another one coming" — yeah, they're his friends alright.

And he does — two at that. 

Two women in short dresses brushing their fingers over his inked arm. he's respectful, but certainly not fazed — barely sparing them a glance as he nods along. 

The conversation doesn't last a minute longer; the two of them sent off with a scoff and flat expressions, already scanning for their next target.

Mina's eyes are already on yours when you turn toward her, reaching for your drink as she smiles in his direction. 

"Looks like it's now or never," she says.

Your breath catches when you're met with crimson eyes staring back, taunting and expectant — like he's been watching you longer than you realized.

He's waiting.

The glass in his hand does nothing to hide the smile on his face, light catching on the crystalline rim as he watches you expectantly. Every step feels like a beckon, willing you with the glow of his irises and the slight spread of his legs to come just a little closer.

Like you're the one being tested.

The booth feels like the only quiet spot in the club. Music and drunken chatter dulling out from your senses — until suddenly all that's left is him.

He's bigger up close. Veins trace his forearm under the low light as he swirls his drink. your eyes catch on the brazen ink — thick, intricate lines curling over every muscle.

"I like your tattoos" you say, elbows resting on the table as you try to ignore how suddenly out of place you feel.

His mouth twitches into a toothy grin, scowl once dominating his face all but gone as it's replaced by a sharper look — he's intrigued.

"Yeah? you like them?" he leans back, eyes dragging over you before it flicks back up to your face, "Means a lot coming from a pretty girl like you."

"Hm" you hum, smile matching his even as you falter under the weight of the new pet name, "They're… hot" 

He lets out a quiet exhale, almost a laugh. 

"The tattoos?" he tilts his head "… Or me?" 

He doesn't wait for your answer. Instead, he trails a thick finger over the skin, pushing his sleeves high enough to expose the ink disappearing beneath his shirt.

Your hand reaches out before you can think, barely grazing his arm before—

"Careful," he warns, voice husky beneath the music, a roughness that hits your ears at just the right tone to make your thighs squeeze, "Some of these are older than you, pretty"

That does it.

"Really?" you tease, fingers now fully tracing the outline of his tattoo, "Is that supposed to scare me?"

You don't miss the way his eyes widen just slightly — gaze flicking to his friends who've seemingly been paying no mind to him all night — before they land on your lips.

"You tell me."

© — tokkushin : all rights reserved. all works belong to me .ᐟ pls do not repost/copy, or feed into ai. ART WAS FOUND ON PINTEREST, pls lmk who the artist is

a/n: new layout i’m playing around with, im not 100% sold but bare with me 🙂‍↕️ - @lonelyfooryouonly ... lwk gonna use the taglist the next time i post

bitch i’m—

𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙀𝘿 𝙎𝙀𝙓 𝐻𝐼𝑅𝑂𝑀𝐼 𝐻𝐼𝐺𝑈𝑅𝑈𝑀𝐴 〔日車寛見〕

𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙀𝘿 𝙎𝙀𝙓. 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑙𝑦 2.?𝑘 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠 ⨾ Corporate executive reader and lawyer Hiromi Higuruma have found themselves interlinked somehow. He feels your company while walking to work, you can feel him hold you as he’s sitting in his bathtub after a long day at work but he’s not there in the physical. After remembering you only live next door he decides to test out his hunch and see how far it goes. 𝙎𝙋𝙄𝙉𝙉𝘼𝙏 𝙏𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆 .ᐟ 𝙄. 𝑀𝑈𝑇𝑈𝐴𝐿 𝑀𝐴𝑆𝑇𝑈𝑅𝐵𝐴𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁◞ 𝑅𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅𝑆𝐸 𝐶𝑂𝑊𝐺𝐼𝑅𝐿◞ 𝐵𝑌 𝐷𝐸𝐹𝐼𝑁𝐼𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝐵𝑂𝑇𝐻 𝐴𝑅𝐸 𝑃𝐸𝑅𝑉𝐸𝑅𝑇𝑆◞ 𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑅𝐸 𝐼𝑆 𝐴 𝑃𝐿𝑂𝑇 𝐻𝑂𝐿𝐸 𝐵𝑈𝑇 𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑆 𝐼𝑆 𝑀𝑂𝑆𝑇𝐿𝑌 𝑆𝑀𝑈𝑇 𝑆𝑂 𝑆𝐻𝐻𝐻 ◞ 𝑀𝐴𝑇𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝑃𝑅𝐸𝑆𝑆◞ 𝑅𝐸𝐴𝐷𝐸𝑅 𝐷𝑂𝐸𝑆𝑁'𝑇 𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑁𝐾 𝐼𝑇’𝑆 𝐺𝑂𝑁𝑁𝐴 𝐹𝐼𝑇◞ 𝐴 𝐿𝐼𝐿 𝑂𝑂𝐶（？）◞ 𝐼’𝑀 𝑇𝐸𝑅𝑅𝐼𝐵𝐿𝐸 𝑊𝐼𝑇𝐻 𝐷𝐼𝐴𝐿𝑂𝐺𝑈𝐸 𝐿𝐼𝐾𝐸 𝑈𝑆𝑈𝐴𝐿 (｡•́︿•̀｡)

📨 ⨾ ❛ Okay so like… ik im late by like a day technically. But I swear I was working on these itty bitty 2k(?) words all night. Literally i told myself I wasn’t allow to sleep until I finish it and now it’s damn near 9 in the morning (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞. this will have another episode in the near future though. Might be after my next one shot though. And the is prob ooc, definitely will be tweaking how I write him.❜

Steam filled the wet room. The addition of it comforted you and soothed your muscles. But still something had felt a miss. Like a presence behind you, one just out of reach. The phantom of strong, weary-muscled arms wrapping around you and holding you in their veined embrace.

See, for months now, you’ve been feeling it. You walk the same busy streets, work the same stressful corporate job, decline the same corporate men over and over, you go to the same cafe for the same things. Nothing has changed up until a few months ago. You always feel as if there's a phantom who’s doing the same things you are. Or as if your timeline has tangled with that of another person. You aren’t sure how it’s possible, if anything you want to deny the existence of an alternative universe.

You feel them when you’re walking to that dreadful building you work at, you feel them in your bed. But it doesn’t feel like an alternative version of yourself. Just like now, the faint feeling of being embraced by someone’s arms, someone of the opposite gender.

On the other side was Hiromi sitting in his own tub, arms wrapped around himself. He’d been feeling it too, the phantom of a body doing the same things he did. From when he was pumping his dick in his fist to the way that feeling skin while he’s trying to bathe. Feelings and emotions crossing a threshold that neither you nor him could comprehend. Nonetheless he cherishes this moment with a feminine body under his fingers even though he can’t seem to figure out who this woman is and how he feels sharing a life with this woman.

It isn’t until you both leave your tubs and finally lay down for the night that you hear it. You think your ears deceive you, it’s not like they haven’t played tricks before, but definitely not to this degree. On the other side of the wall is Hiromi, grunting. Hand wrapped around his leaky cock, flushed and begging for release, how he got here started on a hunch. While the majority of your shared actions were the same, sometimes there were slight variations. Like sometimes you’d fall asleep before he started jerking off or you’d touch yourself early in the morning before you got ready for work while he’d be slurping down a cup of ramen on his very rare off day. Today he knew he wasn't going to be up early for work tomorrow, it was an off day for the first time in like 7 months. And off of a measly hunch he knew you’d be awake right this moment tonight, and off another even more insane hunch he knew that you–the woman next door, his neighbor–was the phantom he’d been feeling. After all, it could be the only possible answer. Before this whole cycle started, he used to spot you in the halls sometimes. The feel of your breasts matches the images flashing through his head as he strokes himself, the way that tight corporate skirt rides up when you walk and have to constantly pull it back down….

You feel arousal pool in your gut before you can even register what’s even happening. Just by the tone of it you know he’s jerking off and it sounds so much hotter than you thought it would. And for you, only by resonance in your gut can you tell that this is the voice of the very same man who holds your phantom body close in the tub. Your fingers slip past the waistband of your panties to feel your slick clit, the tips dance along the sensitive nub and your wet entrance slowly, a tiny moan falls from your lips as you give in to pleasure and need, rubbing the little bud faster in tandem with his breathing. Hiromi can;t help himself at all, he hears the way you’re giving in, it’s making sweat bead at his temple. He forces himself to maintain a steady pace while already dribbling pre-cum at his tip, his eyes squeeze shut, he’s been waiting for this opportunity for a solid week, he wants it to last, so he’s fighting against the urges. 

You bite your lip, you feel some shame knowing what you’re doing. But you wanted to let this man know that you were there and that you were the one living his everyday life with him. It wouldn’t be any fun to continue living this interlinked life without getting to know each other's bodies. Foolish even. You turn and reach into your bedside drawer to pull out the sparkly dildo that you had been neglecting and sub lubricant. It was only 6 inches but it got the job when you were tired and just wanted to sleep.

You lubed it up and kicked off your panties, spreading your plush thighs for the sounds of your neighbor right next door. The tip of your dildo hit your g-spot first and you thrusted it slow. Trying to savor the feeling of the silicone veins, cold and unsympathetic against your walls. You attempted to satiate a need that only kept growing the longer you waited.

You could hear a slurred “Fuuuck..” on the other side of the wall, followed by the lewd squelch of his hand fisting that beautiful cock in his palm. Hesitantly you pump the dildo faster, the friction was almost maddening, and you could only wish it was the dick of the man next door. You aren’t even sure you know what this man looks like but you’re sure that you ‘re certain he’s the one making you feel this way. “Oh- shhit!” you whine, challenging him with your own lewd sounds, the wet smacking sounds of your cunt through your bedroom, you sped it up, feeling daring. His hips buck up from his mattress and he grunts, his free hand rubbing his face before cupping over his mouth. The concern for his other neighbors fade as he falls into the trance that is pleasure in mutual masturbation.

“Yes, yes!” You cry, only for him to slow it down again, making it clear that he wants to slow this down and make it last. With a muttered curse you slow it back down, thrashing in your spot. Your own free hand squeezes your breast, pinching your pebbled nipple before gripping the pillow beneath your head. Hiromi chuckles when he hears it, that cute little groan, the submission. Still this whole time he hadn’t spoken yet. He parts his lips, he doesn’t know what’s gonna happen next if he goes through with this brilliant idea, but he says it anyway.

He pauses his ministrations and sits up. When you hear him stop you sit up yourself, breathless and definitely ashamed and how bold you had just been. You were bold to a fault, but this? It was definitely pushing your limits. His words are slightly muffled by the wall, you lean in to hear it better, resting your head against it. The words themselves were simple, but the implications behind them were kinda deep.

“Come over.” He said. Your eyes would widen a bit when he says it. He wants you to come over. God, his voice sounds so sultry from across the dry wall, you can only imagine what it sounds like without the barrier. “Really? You want me to come over there.” You ask to clarify. He hums. “Yes. Come over and I can finish what I started.” 

You sit for a couple seconds. Neither you nor Hiromi speak but you get up and pull your panties back on. “My name is [♥︎], by the way.” Was the last thing you said before walking out of your apartment in just a tank and undies, no bra and zero inhibitions as you walk the short distance to the apartment next to you. Hiromi raises his brow at your words but doesn’t say anything.doesn’t move until he hears three distinct knocks on his front door and then the doorbell. He pulls on a robe to cover up his painful hard on and toned abs and heads to the door with only anticipation of his hunch being true and arousal still simmering low in his gut.

The door swung open in front of you to reveal your neighbor Hiromi Higuruma. You knew him, one of tokyo’s best lawyers, but instead of a tailored suit you saw a half-tied robe, built physique and… fucking hell. He was big. Not just tall, he had a long dick, just thick enough to stretch you in like you were a virgin and a tip you knew was gonna drive you insane. You stood there with your mouth agape as you watched him in front of you, that nose of his, those sad puppy dog eyes gazing down at you. A thick bead of wetness pooled in your panties at the sight of him.

He reaches out and takes your hand, pulling you inside and making you gasp when your breasts pressed onto his hard abdomen. "You shouldn't just stand out there, it's chilly tonight." He said as he he's wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning down to press his lips to yours.

His hunch was right. That corporate beauty in his apartment complex when always wore a skirt too short and a button-up blouse with too many buttons undone on a good day. He knew he wasn't crazy thinking that those breasts on you were the ones he felt while bathing, soft, full. So soothing to squeeze and hold.

You reciprocate his kiss with fervor. His lips and tongue slid against yours in a slow, nasty mess. You can't remember the last time you kissed someone like this. His hand slid into your panties to feel how wet you were, the slick against his rough fingers made his brows pinch and he groaned against your lips. Two slip in, you moan against his lips and pull back. He's walking you back toward his bedroom while kissing all on your neck and shimmying his robe off one shoulder.

"Damn... you taste better than I imagined." He whispered against your neck, tongue swiping over the slight indents of teeth on your neck. You gasp and whimper at the way he's pumping his fingers in your cunt the way he is. Your hands push his robe off his shoulders so you can feel the softness of his chest against your palms without the barrier between you. "Mmm you been fantasizing about what I taste like in your free time? How long have you been thinking about having sex with me?"

He pushes the slightly ajar door to his room open and guides you in, pulling his fingers out of you to taste the sweet nectar you left on his fingers, humming at the taste on his tongue, the corner of your lips quirk up in a slight smile at his delight. he grunts before popping off the digits with a lewd ' POP! '

"For a little while now. Is that bad?" He tilts his head as he watches you strip of your tank top, revealing you sight of your soft breasts in their utmost state on nudity, it makes his dick twitch a little. His brow pinches a little, he's been having wet dreams about those tits since he moved in here. He's sure that you would have thought he was weird.

"No, I used--no, I've had a lil crush on you since I started my career. I'd always watch your cases and sometimes..." You trail off as you realize you were about to reveal a but too much about your fantasies with your next-door neighbor. "Let's refocus." You demand, grabbing onto his hands to tug him toward you. He smirks a little with a scoff, he knows he knew he didn't quite feel like he was the only one. "Okay." he replied simply as he pushed your panties down your thighs. You finished the job and let him lay you down, spreading your thighs wide for him. You didn't think about it up until now. He was big as fuck, way bigger than that sorry dildo still sitting--neglected-- on your bed. He was definitely gonna leave you sore.

he tapped the tip on your clit, and your thigh jumps a little. "You ready?" he asks, eyes flickering up from your wet cunt up to your eyes, now slightly nervous. You sit up on your elbows and curiously eye the large cock waiting so patiently to fuck you into next Tuesday. You bite you lip and meet his calm gaze. "Will it fit? I mean, I'm no virgin or anything, it's just.." You fall off, mouth watering as your gaze flickers back down to his tip, leaky and flushed a slight coral pink.

He glances at your soon-to-be joined bodies and then back up to your eyes and nods solemnly. "It'll sting for a bit, but it won't hurt." He reassures. You nod, you can trust him right?

He was right, it stung, the stretch, he's got one of your legs over his shoulder and one hand interlaced with yours to help you through it, he grunts at how tight you are, and you yelp when he finally bottoms out. It stung so good though, the way he filled you up and your gummy walls squeezed him and begun to conform to the shape of his dick. It made you a bit lightheaded, you squeeze his hand tightly and his unsteady breaths fan over your face as he leans over you. Only the good man in him is giving you the time to adjust, everything else inside of him is just begging to ram himself into you over and over again, until you soak him in squirt and he fills you up with cum.

"So big-- fuck." you mutter, leaning up to peck his lips. "You can move now." he nods gives you a tiny thrust to test the waters before pulling back and rolling his hips deeply with a deep groan. His head drops onto your shoulder as he gives into your wet cunt. He hasn't even started yet and he feels like he's about to cum.

"haah.." He breathes. He lets go of your hand to pull your other thigh over his shoulder; hands planted on the mattress by your head. Now in a nasty mating press, he’s speeding up, dropping his hips into you at a pace almost otherworldly. You can’t fathom how quick your words faded into babbling moans and squeals. He can't help himself.

"Fffucckkk, 'pussy so greedy. Does it always suck in dicks like this? Feels so.." He groans, dropping his hips into you with reckless abandon. You shake your head and grab onto the pillow you're laying back on. "No--No! just this one. Fucking hell, dick 's so gooood!" you croon, voice pitching an octave up. The praise goes straight to his ego; it makes him feel better about himself to know someone loves his dick this much. And it feels like heaven to have a pussy this sweet just sucking him in the way yours was.

"Yeah, just mine, darling?" He huffs, one hand coming up to cup your jaw gently, forcing you to meet his eyes. Hazy eyes meet his coffee brown irises fill with wanton pleasure. "Mhmmyess- fuck!" You mumble. He leans down to sweep his tongue into your mouth, kissing you sloppy, spit starts to coat the outside of your mouth. he lightly smacks your cheek, your face tossing to the side from gently force. "Use your big girl words, okay?" He commands gently. You nod and nod, you can’t help but to obey. He asks you to so gently, it’s maddening.

“Ohh! Harder, harder please!” You plead, follow by a squeal while your eyes roll to the back of your skull. The pleasure started to take over, all your inhibitions about the way he was gonna stretch you out faded into the background. He pecks your lips and obliges your pleas, pounding you harder and faster. “You wanted it faster, hm? Like this? You like it like that dontchu.. getting fucked like a little slut, it’s okay.” He pants, letting go of your jaw to keep supporting his weight on top of you. Every harsh drop of his hips had your knees pushing back into your chest.

“I like it too..” he groan as his arms begin to strain with effort, and the warmth of an orgasm starts to coil in his gut. He pulls back with his chest forming a thin sheen of sweat and wraps his hand around his cock.

“Ride me?” He questioned, already getting into place to lay back, propping his head up on the other pillow. You bite your lips and smile, eagerly scrambling to straddle his hips reverse cowgirl. The sight is enough to make even more pre dribble from his tip, his hands come up to your waist, thumbs skimming the skin and its softness. You sink down onto him with little patience, you feel him stretch you open again, it was too good.

To be completely honest, this whole situation felt too good to be true. Currently you’re riding the lawyer you’ve had a crush on for years in his apartment, on his bed and he’s been interlinked with you for how many months? Still, the pleasure over took you, you whimpers became mindless praise of how good his dick was and he was loving it. His hand came down on your ass, you yelp in response.

“Fuuck-fuck, Hiromii!” You cried, leaning forward, hands planted in the wrinkled duvet underneath you both. Each time your ass recoiled against his hips he got a little closer to that orgasm he’s been withholding himself from for the entirety of this week. “Mmgg yeah, baby?” The nickname falls off his tongue. Your hips fwop down with little mercy, it’s less about the fact that you’re having sex now since you’re busy chasing orgasm.

“Damnit, you close already?” He sat up and helped you to adjust his corded arms wrapped my around your waist to fuck you from behind like an animal. Stars prick at the edge of your vision just before your eyes start threatening to roll back. “Ohhhh migoodd! Yes yes yes! M cumming..so hard, Hiromi, fuuuck!” You squeal, when his mouth finds your neck his tip Inca that golden spot, your cervix. You can feel the tears prickling in your eyes from how good it feels. The combination of his warmth and the veins on his cock stretching you open is so much better than that sparkly dildo. You wish it could go on forever.

“Shhit!” He curses against your now sweaty skin. “I’ll fill you up so good pretty. Say my name again, pretty..” He moans in your ear. The sultry words was something you couldn’t disobey even if you wanted to. Your mouth came agape and you whined a little. “Hiromi, Hiromi—Hiromiiii!” You called and begged.

Over and over you circled that edge of orgasm. He’s grunting, and you’re babbling at random before he pushes you down onto your stomach, heavy palm on the back of your head shoving you into the mattress and his twitchy hips slamming into you one last time before doubling down to pitiful little ruts. Sealed with a squeal from you as you feel him fill you up so good and you shiver from the waves of your own orgasm. The only sound left now is your shared deep breaths as you both come down from your high.

“Ffuuuuck.” He murmurs. He can only hold himself there for a minute to catch his breath before pulling off of you and tugging you into his arms. “Oh my god. That was good, that was great.” You giggle and nestle into his chest, just happy that you got some good sex with your neighbor who is also your longtime celebrity-attorney crush! He nods and rests his chin on your head. ”Mhmmm.. wanna take a bath? Or I just clean you up and you’ll head on your way?”

Fuck, you hadn’t even thought about what you were gonna do after the fact. You just tossed everything aside to waltz into your neighbors house and have mind numbing sex with him. You tilt your head up to meet his eyes, butterflies fill your tummy as he stares you down, intently waiting for your answer. “Uhhh… I think I’ll take the bath. You gonna join?”

© 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙀𝘿 𝙎𝙀𝙓

delivering ceo!toji fushiguro's lunch goes unexpectedly.

~tags: ceo!toji fushiguro x housewife!reader/black reader, fluff then smut, office setting, oral sx (f receiving), fingering, 'hon, baby, mama.' @veilist @h3avenlyglory @nctwayv127dream @ejk31

12:20

your heels click on the ground with every step. you're in such a hurry to get to your husband's office.

earlier that morning, you got a text from him that read:

11:40: hi hon, forgot my lunch. would you mind bringing it to me, please?

so you quickly threw on something appropriate, a pretty button-up blouse paired with a dark pencil skirt.

when you reach the front of the building, you stop dead in your tracks. you strain your neck to look at the insane height of the office building.

"ugh," you groan while rolling your eyes. you pull down your blouse and make your way inside.

stepping inside, you immediately spot the front desk.

"um excuse me?" you say to the receptionist. "hi, i'm here to bring my husband his lun-"

"oh, mrs. fushiguro hi!" she suddenly says.

you know your husband owns the company, but you weren't expecting to be known like that.

"you don't need a pass or anything, you can head right on up to the 31st floor!"

"31st?!" you say to yourself.

"oh ok, thank you so much," you smile at her and head towards the elevators.

after an elevator ride that felt like forever, you finally make it to toji's floor.

when the elevator doors open, you're met with a long hallway that leads directly to his office. your husband's office is the only one on the floor.

your steps that were once hurried were now slow, as you quietly walk towards the office doors. once you're close enough, you spot his secretary. feeling your presence, she looks up from her work.

"hi, mrs. fushiguro! you can head on in," she smiles at you.

"thank you," you smile back.

when you open the huge doors, there he is. your husband with his raven colored hair, sleepy eyes, and scar on his lip. when he sees you, he immediately stops what he's doing and smiles at you.

you sigh loudly. "do you know how long it took me to get up here? it felt like forever!" you pout with your hands on your hips.

toji gets up from his desk and makes his way to you. he pulls you in for a hug, playfully covering your face with kisses.

"toji!" you giggle.

"thank you so much for trekking all the way up here to deliver me my lunch, mama. i know it took you forever," he says all dramatically, and you roll your eyes at him.

"well, here you go," you say, handing him his lunch. you stand up on your tiptoes to reach his lips for a peck.

"alright, well i'll see you at home, okay? you say, heading out.

"whoa, whoa," toji pulls you back to him by your waist, a confused look on his face. "you didn't come alllll the way up here just to stay for like a minute, did you?"

you examine his face to see that mischievous grin.

"oh, uh-uh," you shake your head and step back, knowing exactly what's on his mind. "your secretary is right outside, 'jiji!" you whisper-shout.

toji pulls you right back to him.

"then i guess we just have to be quiet..." he whispers back, then pecks your cheek.

you're sitting on toji's desk, pencil skirt pulled up and legs completely spread. you're trying your best to suppress your moans. toji has taken your underwear and put it in your mouth, a homemade gag basically.

your husband is on his knees, fingers slowly pumping in and out of you. curling just the right way to massage your poor g-spot.

while he fingers you, he leaves hickeys all over your inner thighs. toji won't stop smirking up at you. he finds it cute that you're trying your best to stay quiet.

he picks up the pace. your juices are dripping down onto toji's desk. his important work papers are dangerously close to the puddle, but he doesn’t care.

the way your eyes flutter shut, he knows that you're getting close. so he removes his fingers to latch his mouth around your clit. when he starts sucking, your hands grab and pull at his hair, making him hiss a little.

toji switches between sucking your clit and fucking your pussy with his tongue. he spreads your pussy open with his hands, so his tongue can fuck you deeper. all toji hears are your whimpers and heavy breathing.

next thing you know, your stomach tightens, and your breathing picks up as your orgasm comes crashing down.

when you cum on toji's tongue, he slowly pulls it out. you watch as your husband stands up, his tongue still sticking out as he carefully tries not to drop any of your cum.

he takes your underwear out of your mouth and his hands reach up to hold your face as he pulls you into a deep kiss. his tongue enters your mouth as you guys share the taste of your cum.

once you both swallow, he looks at you with the fondest of eyes.

"thank you for my lunch, baby."

but he doesn't clarify if he means you and your cum or his actual lunch.

Toji Fushiguro who makes you lock your own ankles around his neck.

You’re a biiiiig shit talker, love talking about how you’ll “drain him dry” and “make him cry tonight” but as soon as he’s half way inside, as soon as you feel that fat mushroom cockhead giving a messy smooooch to your sticky insides you’re squirming. Trying to back out and pushing at his happy trail, that only makes him snicker, “The fuck are you doing doll?”

You suck in the drool threatening to leave you mouth, hands gripping onto the sheets for dear life, “F-Fuck you, mmph- just-“

And he takes the words right out of your mouth, giving your cunt the best gut punch with his throbbing member you’d ever get in your life, slamming into you with his girth. Filling your hole to the brim. Tojis head lulls to the side, jet black hair swaying with every jackhammer into your tight walls, “Heh- what was that baby?”

You can only moan out, feeling the curve of him while he rolls his hips into you, the thwack of his balls against your gushing pussy, mind getting dizzy at the way he’s fucking you. You mewl out, that bottom lip quivering, “Tojii-“

“—No mama, what were you just sayin?” He can’t help the stupid smirk on his face, canines showing only fucking into you harder, faster— “Thought- hah- you said you’d make me cry t’night, nngh- wring me dry. But from the looks of it-“ he thrusts into you again, deeper, and he can see it, the way the way your brown eyes are blown out, glossy, “You’re ‘bout to cry.”

Toji pushes your knees up to your earlobes, drilling into your spongey g-spot that has you hiccuping, tears spilling out, “You’re too- aaangh jii- you’re too biiig!”

He condescendingly coos, “Awww, you poor thing, you’re poor, poor cunt.” He gives you a sloppy kiss on your lips, feeling the way your gummy walls sucks him further in, your arousal coating his strawberry red cock. “She’s begging for me tho mama.”

The older man shudders and the thought, letting out a grunt, “Wanna make it all better, -shit baby- then put your feet around my neck.”

You’re already sobbing out, your hands slipping from your feet and grabbing onto his beefy biceps. Crescent moons appearing in his skin, You can’t, really you can’t.

“No mama, I think you can.” He lets out a chuckle followed by a moan.

That was out loud?

“Use that empty cockdrunk brain ‘f yours f’me pretty.”

“Fuck Toji, mmmph- aaangh- Toji, fuck!” you don’t even realize what you’re spewing out at this point, hooking your ankles around his neck. Your legs are shaking, fucking squealing when you feel his weepy tip knock against your cervix. You’ve got the man cursing up a storm, holding you tight in the fucking pretzel fold he’s got you in, your sticky slick making it’s was down the both of your pubic hairs. He’s delirious in your heat, squeezing your plush thighs, while you feel every piston into your cervix, brushing past your sweet spots.

And Tojis fucking seething with the way he’s pounding into you, head resting in the crook of your neck, licking up your skin, “Shit mama, y-you might actually drain me dry- mmmck- fuck- you’re squeeze me so fuckin good. Goddamn baby.”

“let go baby i thought you could handle it?” slapping your cheek choso bit his lips watching the ripple of your brown skin. your body shook, pussy leaking with gooey cream that stuck to your thighs. you clenched trying to hold everything the emo man had just givin you, but it was too much. you felt him tug your body back into position, your back arching naturally and your pussy pushing out more cum on que. your shaky hands gripped the hotel sheets, eyes closing as you felt him stretching your puffy pussy. choso was a grower.

a proud one at that.

he lived for how confident women were right before his cock began to grow. he could never hide the smirk, it was even better when they put him in their mouths and his cock slowly began to make them gag. you were no different, confidence in your walk, and so much so, you said you could ride him.

he got so turned on watching your pretty eyes get big and bigger- with his cock. “c-cho hold on babyyy” your voice quivered. now three rounds later, and five times cumming your pussy was sore. sore, open and wet.

“no matter how much i fuck this pretty pussy, it’s always gonna. be. tight.” choso knocked wind from your lungs. his dick shot out cream, white slimy cream that stuck to your pink walls. even then, his dick didn’t go down - it never would it seemed.

you ass clapped against him, his hands holding your love handles, then one leaving to slap your ass hard, making your skin slightly red. you tighted around him, your face going deep into the covers a scream coming for the depths of your throat. your stomach bubbled, hole clenching to try and not make too much of a mess- but it was choso and you were too full. it was not working.

His eyes are hooded, dark and hungry, locked on the way your fat brown pussy lips suction so sluttily around his glistening manhood. a thick, messy string of your slick stretching lewdly from his swollen red tip to your dripping cunt every time you lift up, only to break when you drop back down and swallow him whole again. the wet, filthy sounds of your juices smacking and squelching fill the car, mixing with the heavy scent of sex and your desperate little whimpers.

the only real tell that he’s losing himself in the pleasure is the way his abs are clenched so fucking hard they look carved from stone on his toned stomach, and that faint, pretty pink flush high on his sharp masculine cheekbones. god fuck, he’s so stupidly hot when he licks his lips slow and filthy, biting down on the bottom one to trap a deep groan in his throat. two dimples would peek out on his cheeks , making your walls flutter and cream even harder around him.

it’s all too much, his thick cock splitting you open, the slow drag against every sensitive inch of your insides, the way your big thighs tremble and burn from the effort. you give up halfway through, slumping forward with a broken moan to rest against his muscled shoulder, panting and drooling against his skin.

“you giving up already, love?” his voice is low, lazy, dripping with smug amusement even as his cock twitches inside your pulsing heat.

all you can manage is a weak, pathetic nod against his neck, lips brushing his damp skin, before his hips snap up hard and brutal, driving his dick so deep it punches the air out of your lungs and kisses your cervix. a sharp, electric zing of pain and blinding white hot pleasure shoots through your entire body, making your toes curl tight, your pussy clench and weep messily around him, and your vision blur with overwhelming bliss.

Q-Dog Toji X Reader Pt One!

“The Party”

You weren’t really a party girl. Not at all. You kept to yourself most days.

headphones in, mind on your own business type shit, Until your best friend decided that tonight was the night to change that.

“Okay, but bitchhh..” She paused and looked at you with a sparkle in her eye- you knew what she was about to ask you.

“We gotta go to this lineup!” she whined, dramatically grabbing your arm and shoving her phone in your face.

The flyer glowed on the screen, loud and bright, calling everyone out on campus to attend the first big event of the season.

Headlined, of course by the..

Q-dogs.

You blinked at it, then gave her that ‘Bitch, is you serious?’ look.

And oh..She was dead serious.

Well. One thing led to another, and now here you were, standing in front of your mirror, giving yourself a slow once-over.

Hair cascading down with a razor-sharp middle part. Nails flawless. Outfit? Even better. You looked good, and you knew it.

“I can’t believe she talked me into this…” you muttered, snatching up your phone and keys real quick before you could even begin to talk yourself out of going.

You pull up to The party and it hit you the second you walked in. The vibe? pulsing energy. Music thumped through the crowd, bass so strong you could feel it vibrating in your chest. Lights flashed. Drinks flowed. Laughter and shouts mixed with the heavy scent of cologne, perfume, and warm bodies. It was lit.

Your best friend spotted you immediately and let out a happy screech. “Ouuu, look at you, girl! You look fioneeee!” She grabbed your hand, already pulling you deeper into the party.

You laughed softly, rolling your eyes at her somewhat endless enthusiasm. “Bitch, you say that every time-”

But the words immediately died on your lips.

Loud barking cut through the music like thunder. Girls started screaming. The energy in the room shifted instantly. And that only meant one fucking thing.

The strolling had begun.

Your best friend? Ohhh bitch she lost it (me fr) squealing as she yanked her phone out to record. You stood right beside her, a grin tugging at your lips despite yourself, watching the line move through the crowd like a wave.

And damn… they were putting on a show you just couldn’t look away from..

Shirtless, glistening under the lights, stepping and shimmying in perfect sync. The crowd was eating it up and obviously so were you- even though you tried to play it cool.

“Y/N!! Look!” your friend whisper-shouted, eyes wide. The line was shifting. Turning. Heading…

straight. towards. you two.

The brothers moved with smooth, powerful rhythm, closing the distance, all confidence and charisma, eyes scanning the crowd as they danced their way closer… and closer.

You reach into your purse to pull out your phone, and as you do..you notice

One of the Q-dogs begin strolling over to you. He was Tall, black hair and a lil scar on his lip. His muscles glistened under the flashing lights..and a small smirk on his face.

He moved with that effortless, rhythmic confidence only the Ques seemed to master. Once he was in front of you however (AHHHH NGH!..oh my bad-ahem-) He reached for your hand, pushing it down and out the way,

the eye contact between you two was strong enough to make you forget that you were even at a party. The whole room faded into the background.

And For a second, you felt as if the air you once breathed was GONE. It was that serious.

You don’t need that right now, baby…” he murmured. His Face was now inches from yours. The scar on his lip twitching as his sly smirk deepened. “Just focus on me..”

AND FOCUS YOU DID-

——

Toji’s rough, calloused hands dug into your hips, holding you firmly as he guided you slowly up and down his dick. A hiss slipped through his teeth when you sank back down against him.

Your lashes fluttered rapidly, eyes struggling to stay open while soft sounds kept escaping your lips no matter how hard you tried to swallow them down.

“Fuck, Toji…” The way you said his name nearly made him lose control right there while his whole body jerked.

Your mouth opened silently for a second before a shaky breath finally escaped you. You blinked continuously, the low moans slipping from your lips made his stomach clench.

The pleasure you were receiving brought you so close to the brink of climax.

Toji couldn’t look away, so mesmerized by the way your ass slammed down clashing with his hips.

Fortunately he couldn’t see how your face betrayed the fact that you were enjoying it just as much as he was, if not more. Although you let out a tense moan, having tried to stifle every sound you were struggling not to make.

His right thumb pressed against the exposed bud and you shuddered beneath his touch.

You continued to ride him sensually, utterly lost in the moment and unconcerned with anything else happening around you.

Your hands rested on his thighs, steadying yourself against him. "It feels so good," finally admitting softly.

Eliciting whimpers from you, who seemed too blissful to form actual words. “Don’t stop,” you whispered, before you could stop yourself. His grin appeared slowly, sharp and pleased.

His hand reached out from your hips, one on your throat, gripping it roughly, pressing your back closer to his chest. His fingers found its way into your mouth. Your breath hitched.

Your eyebrows pulled together, and your hand grabbed onto his large muscular arms that trapped and dragged you onto his length, nails digging into him every time he pulled you back down harder.

“That good, huh?” Toji of course was enjoying all of it. He only tightened his hold on you, burying his face against your back while your body trembled in his arms.

He loved when you stopped trying to hide it. When your body gave you away before your mouth could.

He kept slamming you down, over and over and over. Toji’s mouth parted while you sucked on his fingers, turning your head to the side as he thrust into you from below.

"Ugghh... fuck." You leaned back, slurring your words. You let out a raw, tearing moan as he pounded into you, feeling as though he were driving deeper inside with every thrust.

Your body shook vigorously with every powerful thrust upward he delivered and his eyes were closed, savoring the way the warm, wet moisture enveloped his girthy cock like a glove.

Your face crumpled with pleasure, whimpers were constant the way the friction grew between you as he repeatedly withdrew and thrusted back inside.

"You're too deep," you gasped, a heavy breath escaping your lips as the humidity filled the air in the room.

You began to push yourself up away from his dick in hopes to get away. But that just let him know you were on the verge of climaxing.

"Shit, let me back in, Doll," almost forcing it out with the way your pussy muscles convulsed and tightened around him.

His hold on you tightened. He just held you closer, ceasing all of your attempts to run.

"Oh, God..." The sound of skin against skin filled the room while your head tipped back against his shoulder, words dissolving into broken moans and shaky breaths.

His grip on your neck tightened. You repeated his name over and over, music to his ears. His cock throbbed intensely, his veins pressing against your soft walls.

Your moans alone were enough to push him over the edge, and he didn't want that to happen before you had yours.

"I'm so close," you couldn't move any further, feeling your legs go weak.

Your eyes rolled slightly, accompanied by his deep growls every time he buried himself deep enough inside you.

You were too stunned by the way he handled your body to make any actual sound. He quickened his pace, and you finally screamed, "Toji—fuck!"

Your body began to tremble uncontrollably as your orgasm coursed through you, causing you to clench around his cock.

Toji pulled back to thrust into you again, you could feel your own orgasm deep in the pit of your stomach as you continued to clench around him.

"Toji," you trailed off, continuing to moan his name.

"Toji…"

"Toji!"

The deep, booming voice of his roommate, Sukuna, made him sit up abruptly, jolting him out of his sleep.

"What? I'm awake," rubbing his eyes and blinking repeatedly to adjust to the light knowing, in fact, he was not awake.

Summary: Lewis might not be able to resist her but when they don't have condoms. He knows he can prove he's a man with many talents.

Themes/warnings: Smut, strong pull out game

Author's note: I'm sure everyone knows this and I shouldn't have to say this but just in case...Pulling out is NOT a form of birth control nor is it effective 100% of the time, in fact some might suggest more often than not it's ineffective. Never rely on this method PLEASE

Word count: 1.3k