giving toji fushiguro a "different kind of birthday present" (cuz he said so)
cw: fem!reader, rough sex, size difference, dirty talk, edging, daddy kink, ddlg dynamics, first time anal, dub-con
your breath hitched, a ragged sound torn from your throat as he pushed in, deep and hard, rocking your hips against his. the bedsprings groaned a protest beneath the assault, a rhythm of pure filth that had been going on so long you'd lost count of the rounds. sweat slicked your skin, mingling with his, the air thick with the musk of sex and something wild and primal that toji always brought out in you.
"fuck, toji!" you gasped, nails digging into his shoulders, drawing faint crescent moons on his already scarred skin. each thrust was a hammer blow, sending jolts of pleasure and pain straight to your core. you were so close, right there on the edge, a scream building in your chest.
his hips slammed into you again, a grunt rumbling deep in his chest. "that's it, baby. gimme that pretty scream." his voice was a low growl, rough and dark, just the way you liked it. his fingers tangled in your hair, yanking your head back slightly, forcing your gaze up to meet his dark, predatory eyes. they gleamed with an intensity that promised both ecstasy and damnation.
"i-i'm gonna cum!" you whimpered, hips bucking desperately, chasing the feeling he was creating, pushing you further and further into the abyss of sensation. "oh god, yes! faster, toji, fuck me!"
just as the wave began to crest, just as your muscles tightened in anticipation of release, he froze. your eyes snapped open, wide and disoriented, as he pulled out with a wet, sucking sound that echoed in the suddenly silent room. the abrupt emptiness was a shock, a cruel tease that left you gasping, your body screaming for more.
"what the fuck?!" you choked out, your voice hoarse, the edge of your orgasm receding like a cruel tide. "toji, what are you doing?"
he didn't answer immediately. instead, he shifted, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest. you felt his hot, heavy cock brush against your inner thigh, then slide lower, lower, until the head nudged gently, insistently, against the tight ring of your asshole.
a jolt went through you. your eyes flew to his, wide with disbelief. "toji, no! what the hell?! we don't—"
his fingers, surprisingly gentle despite their size, traced the sensitive skin around your opening. his breath was hot on your ear as he leaned in, his voice dropping to a seductive, dangerous whisper. "it's daddy's birthday tonight, little girl." his thumb pressed harder, a teasing, invasive pressure that made your asshole clench instinctively. "and daddy wants his present."
"a present?" you scoffed, trying to squirm away, but his grip on your hips was iron. "you want this as a present? i've never—"
"i know," he rumbled, his lips brushing your earlobe, sending shivers down your spine despite your panic. "that's why it's special. a brand new hole for daddy to break in, yeah?" his words were like a physical blow, crude and possessive, making your stomach clench. "imagine how good it'll feel, hm? daddy stretching you out, filling you up in a place no one else ever has."
he pushed a little, just the tip, and you gasped, a sharp, involuntary sound. "no, toji, stop! it'll hurt!"
his hand moved to your waist, sliding down your belly, his fingers curling possessively around your pussy, which was still slick and throbbing from his earlier assault. he squeezed gently, making you moan despite yourself. "it'll hurt for a second, maybe," he conceded, his voice laced with a dark amusement. "but you're a good girl, aren't you? you'll take it for daddy. you always do." his tip pressed harder against your asshole, a slow, deliberate circle. "and then it'll feel so fucking good, you'll forget all about the pain."
"no, toji, please!" you whimpered, your voice cracking. the thought of it, the sheer wrongness of it, was terrifying, yet a strange, dark curiosity began to unfurl in your gut. his cock was still nudging, a relentless, insistent probe. "i-i can't... i don't know..."
"yes, you can," he growled, his grip on your hips tightening. "it's my birthday, babygirl. give daddy what he wants. open up f'me." he pushed again, a little more. you felt a stretch, a burning sensation that made you gasp and instinctively push back.
"fuck—no! it burns!" tears pricked at your eyes, blurring his face, but his expression was unyielding, a predator waiting for its prey to yield.
"just relax, doll," he commanded, his voice a low, rumbling vibration against your ear. his fingers were still expertly kneading your pussy, keeping you wet and desperate, a cruel distraction from the increasing pressure at your back door. "let me take care of you. let me stretch you out nice and slow."
he leaned down, his tongue flicking out to trace the curve of your ear, then biting gently. "you want to make daddy happy, don't you? then be a good little slut f'me."
the words, filthy and possessive, sliced through your resistance. the fear was still there, a knot in your stomach, but it was being slowly, relentlessly overpowered by the sheer force of his will, by the desperate need for release that still throbbed between your legs, and by the twisted desire to give him anything he asked for.
"oh, god... toji, please..." the plea was torn from your throat, a desperate whimper that could have meant anything.
he took it as permission. with a low grunt, he pressed harder. you cried out, a sharp, choked sound as the tip of him finally breached your tight, unwilling opening. it was a searing, stretching pain, a feeling so alien and invasive that your body tensed, bucking against him.
"easy, baby," he murmured, not stopping, just holding the penetration, letting your body adjust to the invasion. his fingers dug into your hips, holding you still. "just breathe. let me in."
you whimpered, tears finally spilling down your temples, soaking into the pillow. "haahh, h-hurts! fuck, toij, it hurts!" your ass felt like it was tearing, stretching in a way it was never meant to.
but then, as he held steady, pushing just a fraction more, you felt a strange, almost unbearable pressure, a fullness that was both excruciating and... something else. a forbidden thrill.
"that's it," he purred, his voice rough with triumph. "you're taking it so good, doll. such a good, dirty girl for daddy, yeah?" he began to push again, slowly, inch by agonizing inch, until the head was fully past the initial barrier.
you gasped, a ragged, broken sound. your hands instinctively clawed at the sheets, your back arching. "ahh, oh my god! toji... 's too much!"
"no, it's not," he countered, his voice firm, refusing to let you give up. "it's perfect. just f'me." and then, with a final, determined push, he was in. all the way in.
a scream tore through your throat, half pain, half shock. your muscles clenched around him, a vice-like grip that made him groan in a deep, satisfied sound. you felt stretched, violated, but also impossibly full. he filled you completely, a dense, unyielding mass that pressed against every nerve ending.
he paused, letting you adjust, letting your body try to accommodate the intrusion. his breath was ragged against your neck, his body trembling slightly with the effort of holding back. "feel that? you did it. you're all opened up for daddy," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "now hold on tight, little girl. this is where the real fun begins."
i'm back! happy birthday to the daddy master toji fushiguro and HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone!! (still dec 31 where i am, but we're close) <3 i have a lot to say and i'll ramble properly in a separate post very soon (yes, i will talk about my unfinished works). see you there!
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