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‷ aka Toji loves groping your full & swollen pregnancy tits! <33
đà§ SUMMARY: Toji's always been a tits guy. especially a your tits guy. naturally, during pregnancyâwhen your tits grow alongside your tummyâthis man goes absolutely feral for them. good fucking luck.
đà§ WARNINGS: 18+ MATURE CONTENT. pregnant!reader. tits play, nipple play, talks about pussy eating and p in v in general, Toji is HUNGRY, literally a leech, blowjob, deepthroating, boobjob, he smacks our tiddies, praise, he calls us mama, finishing on reader's tits, pussy pronouns, nastyyy stuff! first jjk fanfic, be nice :((
đà§ AUTHOR'S NOTE: uhhh đđ»đđ» hello 𫥠been obsessed with this man lately, so I thought I'd start posting some of the nasty thoughts I've been having. be nice, im scared!!!
wordcount: 3,5k | pairing: Toji x f!reader
Toji has always loved your tits. His hands are on them at all times, whether that be in public after some loser's been staring at you for too long or in private, curled up in bed, his arm slung over your waist protectively to keep you flush to his broad chest, one of his big hands beneath your pyjama top playing with them to help him fall asleep.
Well, to be very fairâToji is an ass guy too. Or perhaps he's just a you guy. He loves exploring every part of you equallyâno matter if that's your tits, ass, hips, thighs, or pussy. From the very first moment he saw you, he knew you'd be hisâand he has not held back showing you just how much he loves you since.
The first few weeks of your relationship, he spent more time inside you than notâeven if that's difficult to believe. The amount of stamina this man has freaks you out to this day.
Sure, you had heard rumours about a certain Toji Fushiguro from other girls in townâhow could you not? He's the talk of the city, attracting women left and right, and none of them ever complained about his skills in bed but rather the exact opposite.
According to their tellings, Toji Fushiguro is more god than man in bed.
And what can you say? He lived up to his name in a way you did not dare dream of.
First and foremost, he loves eating pussy. Fucking starves for it. Begs, pleads with you whenever you come home from work, the gym, or shopping. Follows you around like a lost puppy until you finally give in and then proceeds to spend hours between your parted thighsâlicking, suckling, dragging his wet, hot tongue from your drooling hole up the length of your slit, circling your puffy, swollen clit until you tremble and cry with overstimulation.
Though, one thing is true for almost all positions he's taken you in.
Toji can't stop himself from squeezing your tits with his huge, calloused handsâeach time he has you bent over the dresser or kitchen counter, pounding into you from behind, he has one hand wrapped around your delicate throat. Not to choke you, thoughânot really, at leastâprimarily to keep your back flush to his chest, not allowing you to slump forward onto whatever surface he fucks you against just so he has access to your pretty tits bouncing so perfectly with every brutal thrust.
They fit perfectly in his wide palms, and while sometimes he prefers just holding themâespecially when he's trying to be soft with youâmore often he kneads them, squeezes them, rolls your hardened, aroused nipples between his thumb and index finger and watches you squirm beneath his touch.
Toji not only loves touching, noâhe sucks on them too.
When you're trying to watch your show on Netflixâsome crappy girly stuff, as he calls itâhe won't bother paying any attention to the TV and gossip with you about the characters like some other boyfriends do.
Toji's hands sneak underneath the hem of your shirt a maximum of five minutes after you hit the play button. First, he leaves it splayed across your tummy, big, rough hand spreading pleasant warmth throughout your entire body. But he doesn't leave it at that, ever. It'll wander upwards mere minutes later, find the soft, round flesh and kneadâreally knead. He plays with them until he's so hard it hurts, then pulls your tank top downwards far enough to free one of your perfect tits.
The cold air makes you shiverâand so does the feeling of his lips closing around your perky, hardening nipple. You gasp, flinching away from the unexpected sensationâbut Toji is stuck to them as though he were a freaking leech. Once he's got your tits in his mouth, not even the strongest sorcerer could pry him from you.
"Toâ Toji! I am trying to watch my show," you whine, eyes drifting from the TV to your boyfriend glued to your tits, suckling and flicking his rough tongue over your sensitive bud whilst his second hand cups your other breast, watching you through hooded eyelids, his cheeks hollowed as he suckles.
"Stay still for me, dollface. Lemme touch you up, hm?" he murmurs, humming with approval when you sigh in defeat and finally relax fully beneath him. "Yeah, that's right, good fuckin' girl."
Toji is obsessed, to say at the least. A fucking goner, to be exact. For you, for your perfect tits, for everything you give him.
And reallyâit is no wonder that just six months into your relationship you end up pregnant. Honestly, you are surprised that it's taken this long. He's left you so full, dripping with his cum nearly every single day, and you haven't exactly been responsible with taking your birth control, either.
Telling him goes better than you anticipated. You were anxious at firstâafter all, it'd been merely six months you two have been together, and your future was still somewhat uncertain. Yet, Toji beamed with joy when you confessed. His face lit up, and he truly was excited to become a fatherâsupporting you with everything and anything.
Groceriesâdon't you fucking think about carrying them. Driving? He'll bring you, don't bother worrying about it. Sex? Surprisingly, Toji's soft side comes out even when he's got you folded in half, fucking his big, veiny cock into your warm, velvety walls, making sure to give you enough, but not all of him.
And you'd think he'd go softer on your tits, tooâafter all, they are not solely his much longerâhowever, you are gravely mistaken.
If anything, his adoration for them only growsâgrows with them, so to say.
Toji doesn't say anything at first. He observes, watches you the whole duration of your pregnancy. He notices every single changeâyour increased mood swings, back pains, headachesâall of the typical pregnancy symptoms.
What he notices tooâmost of allâis how certain parts of you seem to expand in size alongside your belly. Your pretty tits, for example. He overhears you complaining to your friend on a phone call about how you've needed to go up two entire cup sizes since the start of your pregnancy and how sore and tender they are all the time.
He can't deny that he secretly fucking loves it. Loves how plump and big they've become, how much more they weigh whenever he cups them as he hugs you from behind, how you'll slap his hand away when his natural instincts once again guide him to your pretty, round boobs.
In your third trimester towards the end of your pregnancy as they begin feeling awfully uncomfortable and sensitive, he devotes most of his time literally fucking staring if you don't let him touch them. It's hilarious, at the least. How he's nearly drooling while gawking at you, fingers clenched into tight fists at his sides.
One night, no excuse is quite enough to keep him at bay. Five weeks, he growls in your ear as he ruts into your clothed ass, pinning you to the kitchen counter. For five weeks he hasn't been allowed to touch you properly, feel you up.
Five weeks, poor guy.
You give in. Not because he's coercing you or bothering you, but because they do feel somewhat better that day, and you can no longer bear the sight of your poor, tits-deprived boyfriend who's been looking almost sickly these past few days.
You hope that letting him have this will satisfy him enough until Megumiâas you decided your son will be calledâis born. And you pray to whatever God may listen that after that, the sensitivity will decrease, and Toji won't have to starve any longer. Because seeing him like this, all frustrated, pouting all day, staring at your tits as though they are a picture of a deceased family pet, will surely drive you insane at some point in the very near future.
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LATER THAT EVENING
He's got you pinned against the wall of your shared bedroom, his knee lodged in between your thighs, one hand securing your wrists above your head while the other cups your breast over the cotton of your shirt.
"Fuckin' hell baby," he groans, gently brushing the pad of his thumb over your hardening nipple, wetting his lips. His emerald green eyes are fucking glowing with hunger, with lust and need for you. "Missed these pretty tits so much. So fuckin' much, you hear me?"
Yes, you nod, because answering is too damn difficult when even the gentlest of his touches sets your skin on fire. It doesn't hurtânot reallyâinstead, the sensation feels ten, perhaps a hundred times as intense as it usually does, sending tingles down your spine, moans spilling uncontrollably over your lips.
Toji groans at the fucking sight of youâarching into his touch which you claimed would hurt, moaning like the desperate little thing you are.
He intended on being patient with you todayâtake it slow, test the waters. Be gentle with his baby momma who is due to give birth any day now. Yet, here you are. Begging him for more, reacting so sweetly to his every touchâso eager for his hands to get rough with you.
His hands tug your shirt over your head, carelessly tossing it to the far corner of the room, and your bra follows after.
"Sensitive, huh?" he rasps, softly rolling your stiff nipple between his thumb and index finger while his darkened eyes focus on your pretty face. "But feels good, mama, doesn't it?"
"Yâ Yes, Toji. God, yes!" you gasp, and he chuckles lowly beneath his breath, gradually applying more pressure until you squirm. He doesn't let go, thoughâlet's you feel it for a little while longer. The blissful sting, the increasing sensitivity, how your legs turn into jelly just by the touch of two of his fingers.
"Fuck," he grits out. Fuck, because look at you. Tummy full and swollen with his child, tits so round and plump and big, he wishes he could keep you pregnant forever. You are glowing, so beautiful, he cannot help but admire you for a long moment. "Don't you dare hide yourself from me again. Ever."
With that, he closes the gap between you two, presses himself against your pliant body, makes you feel just how much he's missed seeing you like this. His erection pokes into your hip, and if that wasn't enough to cause your mind to short-circuit, his next move certainly does.
Toji cannot possibly hold back any longer. His head dips until all you see are messy strands of black hair, lips parting for your engorged, hardened nipple. He sucks it into his mouth with a slick sucking sound, keeping you pinned against the wall with his rough palm on your waist.
"Fuck, Tojiâ mmphâ 's too much," you cry out, weakly trying to push him awayâwithout success. Once his lips close on your tits like a seal, nobody and nothing can break you two apartâhis mouth stays latched onto your swollen nipple, suckling tenderly, kneading you with his free hand.
"'You can take it, baby. Let me have this, let me taste you properly," he grumbles between gentle flicks of his tongue against your delicate flesh, never letting up or slowing down. "They're so fuckin' round, baby. Want to keep you like this until the end of time. Give Megumi a little sibling right after he's born."
His words make your mind spin. Spin with the thoughts of getting to carry another of his children, of the process of getting there.
How he would have you on all fours at least twice a day, pounding into you from behind, his heavy, cum-filled balls smacking right against your swollen, aching clit. Stretch your hole open with his thick cock and fill you to the brim as he has countless times before, leaving you dripping with him for the rest of the day, warm cum leaking onto your lace panties while you're at work.
A violent shiver wrecks through youâat both the thought of his cum overflowing from your pussy and the burning sensation of his teeth grazing over your nipple, slick with his spit.
"Toji!" you shriek, fingers tugging at the dark strands of his hair in a pitiful attempt to pull him off. "Please, that'sâ"
With a filthy plop! his mouth releases your glistening, flushed bud, a string of saliva connecting his lips to your breast. His thumb idly strokes over the other, also stiff nub, though his gaze is entirely focused on the one he's just had in his mouth.
"Babyâ shit, look at yourself," Toji rasps with a thick, gravelly voice, breaths coming out laboured, his cock so hard against your stomach, twitching with neglect, you think he may come untouched any second. "Look at those pretty fuckin' tits and tell me to resist them. So fuckin' swollen and soft, begging to be sucked raw."
He flicks both your nipples at the same time with his index fingers, admiring the way your tits bounce slightly, and you nearly choke on your breath at the sting.
His head dips before you can reply, mouth wrapping around your other, neglected bud. Toji is more thorough this time, more eagerâhis warm tongue drags over your skin, teeth biting down gently, tugging, grazing.
They're still tender, still soreâbut Gods, it no longer feels uncomfortable. The exact opposite is happening. Thighs clenched for minimal friction on your poor clit, pussy pulsing around nothing, slick with arousal. And Toji notices it tooâhow you're whimpering, moaning, letting him do as he pleases.
"Ji," you breathe, palming the bulge stretching the thick cotton of his grey sweats he's been grinding against you. "Want me to help you with this?"
He growls lowly at the touch, eyes fluttering closed, hips thrusting up into your handâand you, you grin when he nods, sinking to your knees and batting your eyelashes at him.
"Baby, don'tâ oh fuck," he groans at the sight of you before him, his cock twitching with lust, leaking beads of precum onto the fabric of his pants. "You're so good to me, shit."
"Gonna make you feel good, 'ji," you smile, tugging on the strings of his sweats and pulling them down the length of his thighs before you flatten your hand over his erection, rubbing your thumb over his still-clothed tip.
The fabric is soaked with his lust for you, coating the pad of your finger. "So needy, hm?" you tease, applying more pressure, making his dick pulse under your touch. "I think you deserve a reward for being patient with me."
His underwear joins his sweats pooling at his ankles, and you are so needy, so desperate for his flushed, painfully hard cock right before your face, that you do not waste any more time before your lips stretch around his girth, tongue swirling over his with a precum-slick tip. You take him in further, feeling the heavy weight of him on your tongue, with which you follow the thick vein decorating the underside of his length.
"That fucking mouth of yoursâ" he sighs, a throaty groan rumbling deep in his chest, head thrown back as he lets you work your magic on his cock. You've always been so fucking amazing at thisâsucking him off after a long day, allowing him to fuck your throat if he's had a rough day. You look like an angel on your knees with his length all the way inside your mouth, and right nowâafter being deprived of your body for so longâhe's already sensing that familiar knot in the pits of his stomach winding impossibly tight.
He's debating whether to tell you to slow down when your hands splay across his thighs and the tip of your nose touches the coarse, black hair right above the base of his cockâhis tip sliding down the tight muscle of your throat, which contracts at the intrusion, your gags vibrating around his girth.
"Shit, mamaâ" Toji's hand flies to your hair, fingers twisting in your curls and yanking at the roots. "Gonna make me cum way too fuckin' fast if ya keep this up. Easy there, baby. Fuck."
What'd he say again?
He hisses, fisting your hair even firmer, to the point he's sure it must hurtâand yet, you don't let up. You choke and splutter, violent gagging sounds echoing off the walls of your bedroom. You're trying your best to maintain a rhythm, head bobbing on his cock, hand wrapped around what you can't fit. Even then, his sheer size has you struggling, your chin soaked with spit and his arousal, steadily dripping down onto your chest and between your tits.
"Gonnaâgonna cum, babyâ shit," Toji curses, eyes fluttering closed, thick cock twitching in your throat, pulsing with the need to come as his balls draw up tight, preparing for his climax.
But then, when he's right at the precipice of his orgasmâyou pull away suddenly, his heavy, glistening cock so hard, it almost stands up right.
Toji hisses with frustration, eyebrows drawing together in confusion, ready to slam back down your throat to show you who'sâeven now, when you are pregnant with his childâin charge.
It never comes to that, though. Both of your hands cup each of your tits, straightening yourself to reach him, his reddened tip leaking beads of precum which slide right down the underside of his length, adding to the mess your spit has caused.
You slide his erection in between your plush tits, pushing them together tightly to create the perfect amount of friction for his aching cock.
And Toji? He thinks he may fucking pass out.
Holy. Shit.
"Mama, fuckin' hell. Give me a damn warnin' next time, aye?" he growls, shining emerald orbs glued to the way his slick cock moves up and down the gap between your swollen tits, drinking in the feeling.
The sight alone could have him come within the next seconds, he is certain of itâbut the way your boobs just fit his cock perfectly, glistening with your saliva and his precum, is what does the trick.
Toji wishes he could hold out longer. Wishes he had more time to watch you fuck his cock with your perfect set of tits, hear those slick sounds when you push him up between the gap.
Not now, though. He's way too fucking closeâand Toji wouldn't be Toji if he didn't want to finish on his own terms.
"Shit, baby, lemme fuck those pretty tits," Toji slurs, and you obediently drop your hands to your sides. He cups them then, squeezes them together tight 'round his aching cockâmaking you hiss.
 "'ji, careful, they areâ" you start, but are interrupted by the sheer force of him slamming up between your boobs, nearly having you lose balance.
"â tender, I know." Toji replies, though his grip never easesâinstead, his hips rut into the gap more ferociously, twisting your raw nipples between his fingers, clearly enjoying the way it makes you squirm.
He's breathing hard, chest falling and rising in quick successionâhis rigid cock rubbing against your skin, your cunt clenching with neglect. You know he's close when he loses rhythm, only caring about thrusting deep, burying his cock all the way just like he does when he fucks your pussy to get his seed as deep as he possibly can.
And that's merely one of the reasons why you ended up swollen with his child so early into your relationship.
"Gonna fuckin' come, baby. Make you look so pretty with my cum all over your tits, fuck." Toji growls, pulling free from your boobs and instead wrapping one of his big hands around his length, stroking himself to the sight of you.
The muscles in his thighs strain as hot ropes of cum splatter onto your chest, painting your skin white with his release. He's never come this much, you are sure of itâa never-ending stream of his hot seed dripping down your round tits, over your stiff nipples and your swollen tummy.
"Damn it, baby," Toji breathes once he's done, admiring the mess he's made of youâand most importantly, your breasts. His finger spreads his cum where it didn't reach, sticking his finger in your mouth afterwards. "Lookin' so beautiful like this."
You shriek when his palm slaps across your tits, making them bounce with the force of the impact. Toji grins, humming in approval, kisses your forehead, and lends you a hand, helping you up from the wooden panels of your floor.
"Come on, mama. Lemme take care of your perfect little pussy now. Bet she's fuckin' soaked from sucking my cock."
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