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older bf!toji fucks you stupid ꒰♡

based on this request. cw; short drabble, age difference, dumbification, multiple orgasms, creampie, mating press, established relationship…

fourty minutes. three orgasms, including the one toji gave you with his tongue. your legs were weak, forehead damp with sweat, any coherent thoughts fucked out of you.

you mewl helplessly, legs draped over your older boyfriend’s broad shoulders, practically folded in half as he pounds you like there’s no tomorrow.

"mnnn, t-toji—can’t—hnnn," you babble, drool threatening to seep out from the corners of your mouth, obscene, wet sounds almost louder than your shameless moans.

toji smirks wolfishly, snapping his hips forward in a brutal rhythm — heavy balls smacking against your skin hard enough to leave a faint red mark. "what was that, doll? cmon, try again. use your words," he teases, knowing you can barely form a sentence.

you rake your fingernails down toji’s toned back, creamy white rings forming at the base of his thick cock, creating more lewd sounds to drown out the sound of your desperate moans.

"p-please—ahhhnn," unaware of what you even mean by that — mind hazy, eyes half-lidded from sheer pleasure.

"don’t even understand what you’re askin’ for, huh? fucked ya’ too dumb," he teases, lifting his hand from the back of your knee to tap you lightly on your temple.

he uses that same hand to reach down between your bodies, thumb circling your aching clit, the dual sensation making you curl your toes tightly. "you can give me one more, baby. atta girl," toji coos.

your breathing becomes laboured, head thrown back against the pillows, body tensing, tears threatening to trickle down your face from both sensitivity and enjoyment. "you remember how to cum, don’t ya’, doll?"

toji slows down just to torment you, pulling out all the way until only his tip was buried in your tight cunt. "mmm, toji—" you whine in response, still only managing to push out his name or needy little sounds.

"s’okay, sweetheart. gonna help you once y’ask nicely,” he groans lowly, fucking his tip into your pussy with shallow thrusts, thumb moving tantalisingly slow on your clit.

you struggle through breathy moans and bated breaths, eyes threatening to roll back into your head. "focus, doll," toji encourages, patting your cheek with his other hand before grabbing your chin, making you look at him.

"there she is. cmon, baby. say that one little word."

your thighs twitch and shake, the delay of your orgasm almost making you cry out impatiently. "p-please—hnnn," you manage to say, earning a satisfied hum from the older man above you.

“that’s a good girl. so fuckin’ adorable when you don’t even know your own damn name," he grunts, pressing his chest more firmly against yours, closing the last few inches of space between you, driving his dick even deeper inside your cunt.

toji feels you flutter and clench around his dick, thumb circling your needy little clit even faster, drawing more filthy moans from you as another orgasm approaches.

"give it t’me, cream on my dick again, princess," he encourages further, kissing you sloppily, swallowing your pathetic moans as you orgasm — waves of pleasure crashing through you.

toji eases you through it, slowing his thrusts a little as his own climax approaches, finally ready to fill you to the brim with his cum. he’s so deep that you can feel the coarse hairs at the base of his cock brush against your core, becoming sticky from your release.

your head begins to spin, body almost boneless beneath toji who’s hips begin to stutter, grunts becoming more frequent against your kiss-swollen lips.

"gonna—hah—fill this pussy up, watch it leak outta you after," he promises, thrusts becoming shallow before he spurts copious amounts of warm cum inside of you, finishing himself off with a series of particularly harsh thrusts that shake the bed.

toji collapses against you briefly, just enough not to crush you, panting and grunting against your neck. when he eventually pulls away, withdrawing his still hard dick from your cunt, he grins in satisfaction of the filthy sight.

"mmn, feel so full," you say, feeling toji’s load trickle down the insides of your thighs.

"i know, baby. i know.”

a/n; pls ignore any mistakes or if anything doesn’t make sense i smoked a lil too much when writing this LMAOO

masterlist ♡︎

your boyfriend was a lawyer, and most lawyers like him, didn’t believe in leaving the office before dark. you gotten used to making dinner for the both of you, just to end up putting his plate in the fridge.

so when the front door opened just after 7pm, you immediately looked up from your notes.

“…what are you doing here?”

he loosened his tie as he stepped inside, a tired smile finding its way onto his face the moment he saw you. “I live here, need I remind you?”

“you do,” you said, still blinking in disbelief, “but you’re never home before ten.”

“i know.”

he slipped off his shoes and walked further into the apartment, his briefcase hanging loosely from one hand. “I finished early.”

you narrowed eyes at him suspiciously. “did you get fired? lost a case?”

a laugh escaped him. “no.”

“then why are you home early?”

he slipped his watch off and placed it on the counter, along with his briefcase, before looking back at you.

“I spend enough of my life arguing with strangers.”

his smile softened. “I figured I’d rather spend tonight with the person who gives me peace.”

his words caught you off guard. you smiled to yourself. “I didn’t know lawyers can be sweet.”

“we’re not.”

“no?”

“no.” he slipped off his jacket, draping it neatly over the back of a chair before walking to where you were seated. “we’re just very good at knowing what we want.”

“and what do you want?”

his gaze drifted to you, seated cross-legged at the dining table, highlighters scattered across pages of handwritten notes.

he smiled. “this.”

you looked down at the chaos spread across the dining table before looking back at him, unable to hide your laugh.

“my colour-coded notes?”

“no.” his voice was quieter now. “you.”

he took a slow step toward you, his tie still hanging loose around his neck, the sleeves of his white shirt rolled just enough to reveal his forearms.

“I spend all day surrounded by case files, deadlines, and people trying to prove each other wrong.” his eyes softened. “then I come home…”

his fingertips gently lifted your chin until you were looking at him.

“…and I find you here, studying just as hard as I do.”

a smile tugged at your lips. “you make me sound impressive.”

“you are.”

before you could tease him again, he leaned down and kissed you.

one hand came to rest gently against the side of your neck while the other reached up to your face, his thumb brushing lightly along your cheek. his fingers hooked around the arm of your glasses, carefully sliding them off before setting them on the table beside your open textbook.

“didn’t want these getting in the way,” he murmured, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

you laughed softly, but it barely escaped your lips before he kissed you again. his lips were warm, carrying the faint bittersweet taste of the coffee he’d been drinking earlier. without thinking, your hands found their way into his hair, your fingers threading gently through the soft strands at the nape of his neck.

he smiled against your lips, his hand settling a little more securely at your waist as though he’d been waiting all day to hold you like this.

when the kiss finally broke, neither of you moved very far.

he rested his forehead against yours, a slow smile tugging at his lips.

“I’m starting to think coming home early was the best decision I’ve made all week.”

“oh really?” you ask teasingly.

“ask me again after I kiss you properly.”

the house was unusually quiet. normally by this time, nanami would already be dressed for work and halfway through answering emails while drinking coffee that had long gone cold. instead, sunlight peaked the curtains and illuminated the unexpected sight of your husband still asleep beside you.

you studied him for a moment. his phone sat untouched on the bedside table, and looking at the clock, he had somehow slept for nearly three hours later than usual. this felt impossible for you to believe.

a low groan escaped his lips as he shifted beneath the blankets. without opening his eyes, nanami reached across the mattress until his hand found yours. his fingers tightened around it.

“I know you’re staring at me,” nanami says, his voice rough with sleep. his eyes remained closed as he spoke, and he gently tugged on your hand until it was resting against his chest. “you’ve been staring for at least two minutes.”

you couldn’t help laughing. “you weren’t even awake.”

“I am now.”

“you literally had your eyes closed.”

nanami finally opened one eye and looked up at you. “that doesn’t mean I wasn’t aware of what was happening.” his arm slid around your waist a moment later, pulling you closer until there was barely any space left between you. “you’re also sitting too far away.”

the seriousness in his voice made you laugh at him. for someone who spent most of his week buried in meetings, deadlines, and endless work calls, he became surprisingly clingy whenever he had free time. it was as though he spent the entire week storing up affection only to unleash all of it the second he got a chance.

the mattress shifted beneath you as he moved closer, pressing his face against your shoulder.

“you know,” you said, glancing at the clock again, “most people are awake by now.”

“most people are exhausting.”

you rolled your eyes. a small smile appeared on his face before he buried it against your shoulder.

then you felt his lips brush against the side of your neck. the kiss was soft, almost absent-minded. you immediately smiled.

“nanami.”

“hm?” he murmured against your skin, peppering you with gentle kisses all over.

you tilted your head slightly. “you’re very clingy today.” lifting your hand over him, running your fingers through his hair,

his response came in the form of another kiss near your jaw. “I haven’t seen my love properly this week,” nanami said quietly. “I’ve been leaving before you’re fully awake and getting home when you’re already half asleep.”

the honesty in his voice made your heart soften.

because he wasn’t wrong. the past few weeks had been especially busy for him. even when he was physically home, part of his attention seemed to be somewhere else.

now, for the first time in what felt like forever, he was completely present.

another kiss landed on your lips. then another and another and ano– you laughed softly. “you’re proving my point.”

“i don’t know what point you’re talking about,” you could practically hear the smile in his voice. “today’s not about work .”

you raised an eyebrow. “no?”

“no,” nanami said, completely serious. “today is about staying in bed with my wife and let her know (and feel) how much I’ve missed her.”

his arm came around your waist, tightened. “let me spoil you today.”

— ᨳଓ .

♡⸝⸝ i literally can’t stick to one theme for my posts, i either get bored or hate them someone help pls:c

you sat there on your husband’s lap, thighs spread wide over one of his muscular legs. the room was dimly lit. your panties are long gone—discarded somewhere on the floor after nanami had told you to strip. the fabric of his slacks felt maddeningly smooth against your bare, already slick folds as you pressed down.

you’ve been like this for what? an hour..? time flew by ever so quickly whenever nanami was by your side—expect tonight, he was punishing you.

“please, ken..” your voice was breathy and cracking with need. you rock your hips forward, dragging your swollen clit along the hard muscle of his thigh. wet sounds filled the quiet room–obscene and undeniable. “i-i need you. please, i can’t take anymore,”

nanami leans his head against the headboard, tie loosened but still around his neck as he watched you, completely composed. his hands rest on the bed at his sides, his fingers loosely curled. another part of your punishment? he refused to touch you.

“i warned you, my love..” he says, his voice low and even. how could he be so composed when his wife had been grinding so shamelessly on his leg?

“i told you, don’t go downtown without me. you deliberately put yourself in danger. this is the consequence of your actions, you’ll take it for me won’t you?”

you whimpered, tears threatening to fall as you rolled your hips, chasing friction. every slide sent a spark up your spine but it’s not enough. it’s never enough without him touching you. your clit throbs, begging for more pressure. your body ached for something–his fingers, his cock..anything.

“i’m sorry,” you whined, bracing your hands on his shoulders. the muscles there were tense and restrained like he’s holding back. “i promise i’ll listen next time. just please, hah—touch me?”

“no.” the single word is calm and final. his jaw tightening slightly as he watches your breasts bounce with each desperate movement you make. “keep going. be a good girl and use my thigh like the needy thing you are yeah?”

a frustrated moan escaped you, louder than before. your pace quickens, hips stuttering as pleasure coils tighter in your belly. the ache between your legs is unbearable—you were empty and needy. you lean forward, pressing your chest against his torso, nipples hard and sensitive against his shirt.

“kennn,” you whined, your voice rising. “feels so good..but i need more–please let me have your cock. i’ll be good? i’ll be so good.”

his eyes darkened at your words, his control fraying only momentarily. one of his hand finally moves—not to give you the pleasure you craved, but to cup your jaw firmly, titling your face up to meet his gaze.

“this is a punishment my darling, you’re too loud,” he murmurs, thumb brushing across your lower lip. “do you want the neighbors to complain?”

heat flooded your face, but it only made you wetter. he was finally touching you. you whimpered, rocking against his thigh—chasing your high.

“open your mouth.”

you blinked, confused for a moment before obeying. nanami slides two thing fingers past your lips, pressing down on your tongue. the taste of his skin, slightly salty fills your mouth. he pushes deeper until his knuckles brush your lips. “suck,” he tells you, watching your eyes widening in surprise.

you moan around his fingers, the sound muffled. your tongue swirls around his fingers, sucking him like you would to his cock–hollowing your cheeks—doing your best to please him. your hips began moving faster, slicking sliding messily over his thigh as you chase release.

“good girl, my good girl.” nanami praises, his fingers curling slightly against your tongue, pressing down. “tell me, does it embarrass you, knowing how easily i can reduce you to this?”

you whine around his fingers, eyes watering as you shake your head. the way he spoke to you, telling you what to do while being ever so calm pushes you closer to the edge. your clit grinds harder with every roll of your hips, pressure building over and over again.

“fuck,” he curses quietly as he watches you, saliva tarting to drop down his fingers and your chin. wet slurping sounds mixed with the obscene slick of your cunt against his thigh. your thigh trembled from the effort—but now you couldn’t possibly stop.

your husband’s breathing had gotten heavier, though he remains completely composed, you could feel his own cock hardening against his slacks. “you’re close aren’t you?” he observes, his fingers thrusting gently in and out of your mouth, fucking your face in sync with your grinding. “mngh!”

a muffled sound slipped from you, your hips stuttering, losing its rhythm as the coil in your stomach tightened. “i think you’ve earned this, cum for my love,”

his permission tipped you over. your orgasm crashing over you, waves of pleasure filled your body. your eyes rolled back as your cunt gushed, soaking his slacks. your hips jerked, riding out your orgasm as your husband watches you, his expression completely unreadable.

only when you’ve calmed down, he slowly pulled his fingers out, a string of saliva connecting for a moment. you collapsed against his chest, panting and twitching. “ken, i’m sorry for not listening—i really am.”

he hums at your words, finally bringing one hand up to stroke your hair gently, the other resting on your hip. a small sound of content came from you.

“good. we’re not done yet sweetheart, you should get a reward for behaving don’t you think?”

you shivered at his words, a fresh heat stirring between your legs. “yes please..”

꒰𝟏𝟖+ 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈 ⋮⋮ fem!reader ⋮⋮ bikini try ons ⋮⋮ reader is implied to be curvy ⋮⋮ semi-public sex ⋮⋮ sex in a changing stall ⋮⋮ p in v ⋮⋮ c-pied꒱

Bikini season had the mall packed with bright lights and summer music humming through the speakers. You dragged Choso into the swimwear store with a bright smile, your hand tight in his. The racks were full of tiny colorful strings and triangles that barely covered anything. You picked out a few sets and headed straight for the changing stalls at the back. The store worker hovered nearby, polite and ready to help if needed.

You pushed open the door to the biggest stall and pulled Choso inside with you before he could protest. The space was tiny, meant for one person. The little bench along the wall could barely accommodate his large body. He sat down heavily, knees spread wide because there was no room otherwise. His face was already flushed, hazel eyes dark and watching you with that shy hunger he could never hide.

You thought having him in here would be nice... that he could sit quietly while you undressed and give him a private show as you modelled the bikinis. Perfect way to tease your boyfriend on a hot day, right?

The door clicked shut. You turned to face him, hands already reaching for the hem of your top. "Ready to see me try these on, baby?"

♡ ⸝⸝ when toji fucks you good, you take his ass to red lobster ! ❤︎₊ ⊹ cw: nsfw

“hello! my name is michael, and i’ll be your server for tonight.” he gestured to the menus in front of you. “ready to order?”

you glanced up and gave him a small smile. “not quite, give us some time please.”

“no worries, take your time.” he smiled and left.

toji looked unamused. “why’d you send him away? you said i can order whatever i want.”

you rolled your eyes. “you already know what you want? we’ve been here for like two minutes.”

“i do actually, it’s the same order every time.”

he wasn’t wrong, he was pretty consistent with what he liked. especially with you.

“yeah just like that.” he groaned and you clenched around him at his words. “if you keep—fuck—squeezing me like that, i won’t last much longer pretty.”

toji had you in yet another mating press for the third time this week. you’d asked him to come over to help fix your bed frame and you somehow found yourself on the bed, caged underneath him.

with the way he was ramming into you, he might need to come over again to fix it. the bed squeaked with each thrust, headboard banging against the wall. you were bound to get a noise complaint from your neighbors, but you didn’t care. not with the way he fucked you like his life depended on it.

he rubbed your clit with his thumb, earning yet another sinful moan from you. thighs trembling, you came hard for the second time of the night, so hard you saw stars. you whined as he drove into you, not showing any signs of stopping.

“i’m not done cutie. i promised you five, remember?”

you whimpered his name and he shook his head with a grin. he snapped his hips against yours and you yelped.

“soo tight my pretty girl, you’re doing so well for me. don’t tap out now.” he teased you lightly. gripping his bicep, you tried your best not to squirm underneath him. but toji made it hard as he fucked you at a brutal pace. your slick coated his shaft and your thighs, but he didn’t seem to care. in fact, you were pretty sure it egged him on.

“my good girl is soaked for me, huh? as if i haven’t fucked you two other times this week. greedy pussy.”

you couldn’t think straight. all you could think about was the way he grinded his hips against yours, coaxing another orgasm from you.

the lethal grip you had on his bicep as you came caught toji off guard. he was used to the broken cries and the way your cunt tightened around him, but this was something different. his hips stuttered as he buried himself as deep as possible. he came with a low, guttural moan before resting his forehead against yours.

the sounds of his ragged breathing and your panting filled the roam. his thick seed was leaking out of your sore cunt. he had just enough energy left to reach in between your legs and push it back in.

“maybe five was a bit ambitious,” he murmured against your skin. “but you said three and i get to go to red lobster.”

you wanted to laugh at how upfront he was, but you couldn’t. you were spent. he nudged you with this nose and you groaned softly. “again?”

“a promise is a promise.” he grumped.

“m’kay.”

that’s how you found yourself across the table from him, skimming through the menu like you didn’t know what you were going to order. just like toji, it was the same every time.

“hi, ready to order?” michael reappeared. he clicked his pen and looked at the two of you expectantly.

toji grabbed his menu to point at what he wanted, but not before michael caught on.

“wait, have i seen you guys before?”

۝. 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝙱𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚢!𝙵𝚎𝚖𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝙽𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚛!𝚃𝚘𝚓𝚒.➪Part two!

۝. 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝 , F!ngering, 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚓𝚒 , 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝙼𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍 ,𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 , 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚜𝚖𝚜, 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕 (𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚌) , 𝚌𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢, 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚟 (𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗), 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎, 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚞𝚖, 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚘𝚓𝚒, 𝚝𝚘𝚓𝚒’𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑!

⚠︎︎: Read part one! (Not necessary) + time skip.

wc: idk

After a very eventful almost two weeks, you’ve started coming to Toji’s apartment more often it felt like a second home. And in turn you’ve gotten even closer to both Toji and Megumi. You and Toji’s relationship only grew from there. Constantly finding any reason to “hang out” then you’d make out, he’d eat your pussy and Toji had no problem with it not being reciprocated, better yet he enjoys just eating you out just to hear the sounds that leave your mouth, the whimpers, the moans he’s here for all of it.

He’d eat you out for days if you allowed it. He couldn’t get enough, some days he’d go on for hours pulling orgasms out of you until you passed out.

But this week you’d started to feel bad, because you couldn’t give him the same in return. Truth be told, you’d seen the print of him quite a few times now—and you were terrified. You’d never had anything that big inside you, and you were scared he’d break you. If his tongue alone is enough to make you pass out, his dick might as well put you in a coma.

But right now? You feel more than ready. He’s practically prepped you perfectly for this. So you’re going to ask him today.

Mwah.

Soft little lips press to your cheek, pulling you straight out of your racing thoughts. Your face lights up instantly. There’s Megumi, standing right beside you with a big, proud grin on his face. You’re sitting cross-legged on the floor, a half-eaten bowl of yogurt resting beside you. You reach out to pinch his soft, chubby cheeks, then lift him up easily to settle him right on your lap. You press kiss after kiss to his round little cheeks, and he giggles, squirming happily against you.

“I don’t remember getting any kisses today,” Toji interrupts. You stop your little kiss attack on Megumi and look up to see him hovering over you both—shirtless, his shirt slung over one shoulder, wearing low-slung sweatpants. You can’t help but stare up at his toned body. He looks so good.

You feel the shift in Megumi’s mood instantly. His bright smile falls into a grumpy pout, and he crosses his arms over his chest. You’re not sure exactly what happened, but ever since you got here this morning, Megumi’s been annoyed and angry with his dad, refusing to speak a word to him. “Maybe that’s because your son doesn’t like you very much right now,” you say, pulling Megumi a little closer—almost like you’re shielding him from his own father.

“Wasn’t talkin’ about the little brat,” he mutters, clearly still frustrated with his son too.

“Don’t call him that,” you scowl, and Toji just rolls his eyes.

“And put your shirt on,” you add. He does it in one quick, fluid motion.

Hmpf. Megumi huffs loud, making it very obvious how much he dislikes his dad right now. “It’s not fair. Daddy always wants your attention.” His lips push out in a wobbly pout, eyes glistening like he’s about to cry, his breathing getting a little heavier, nose and cheeks turning pink. “And he’s mean to me.”

Your heart aches at the sight. Toji feels the need to defend himself. “He wanted to watch a cartoon yesterday and it was late at night,” he sighs, clearly frustrated. “Way past his bedtime.”

Well… when he puts it like that…

But you have to stay loyal to Megumi and stand up for him no matter what. “You could’ve said it nicer.”

“How d’you know I didn’t?” he shoots back, and you can tell he’s being serious right now.

You glare at him, and he finally seems to get your point. “Fine. I could’ve been nicer,” he rolls his eyes, looking away grumpily. “I guess,” he mumbles under his breath. A man baby.

“Alright! Now that we’ve settled that—all you have to do is apologize, and you’ll get a kiss from me and Megumi,” you say cheerfully, grinning right at Toji.

Toji catches a tiny smile tugging at Megumi’s lips. The little guy is clearly loving every second of this.

He lets out a dramatic sigh, holding his hands up in surrender before kneeling down to be eye-level with Megumi, still pretending to be thoroughly annoyed. “Sorry I was “mean”.” he says, gruff but clear.

Megumi’s whole face lights up instantly. He doesn’t seem to note the sarcasm.He holds his hands out for his dad to pick him him up and Toji blinks for a second before picking him up from your lap. Megumi instantly latches on to his dad’s neck. “Don’t think I’m doing this again,” he adds, though there’s no real bite to it.

Megumi presses a big, messy kiss to his dad’s cheek, and the scarred corner of Toji’s mouth tugs into a small smile. Then he glances over at you, that faint, rare smile still playing on his lips. You lean up to kiss his other cheek—his skin is warm, and you swear you catch the tips of his ears turning just the tiniest shade of pink. At the sight, you cup his face and press soft little pecks all over: his nose, his cheeks, his forehead, over and over—until your lips settle back on his soft pink mouth, and you press one slow, lingering kiss there.

He shifts Megumi comfortably against his side, then uses his free hand to pull you gently up to your feet, keeping you tucked close to his chest for a quiet moment. “You two are way too much trouble,” he rumbles with that soft, gruff edge, but the smile in his voice is impossible to miss. Then he leans down just enough, voice dropping low only for you to hear: “But you keep kissin’ me like that… and we’re definitely gonna have a problem.”

You help get Megumi ready, leading him off to the bathroom to get him washed up. You dry him off, tuck him into his soft pajamas, and carry him to his little bed. You pull his blanket up to his chin, brush his hair back, and press a soft kiss to his forehead. “Sleep tight, sweet boy,” you whisper, and he mumbles a sleepy “night night” before his eyes flutter shut.

You stand up and turn around to find Toji leaning in the doorway, watching you with that quiet, heavy look of his. “Thank you,” he says, rough and soft all at once. “For… everything. Lookin’ out for him. Being here.”

You smile softly and start to step past him to head for the door—but you glance back, and your heart tugs tight. He looks so still, so quiet, his shoulders slumped just a little, like he’s holding himself back from reaching out.

You stop right there, turning fully to face him. You step close, resting both hands gently on his chest, tilting your head up to look right at him.

“Do you want me to stay?” you ask softly.

“If you want,” he says, looking away like he’s scared to hope too much.

“If you can’t tell me straight up, I’m leaving,” you warn. To drive your point home, you turn as if to walk out. Toji immediately snaps forward, wrapping his hand firm but gentle around your wrist to stop you. “I want you to stay… please.”

You light up instantly at that quiet, almost shy please falling from his lips. You close Megumi’s door softly, then lace your fingers through Toji’s and lead him down the hall to his room. You tug him inside, and before he can even fully register what’s happening, you push him back against the door and crash your lips right against his.

He’s caught so off guard he freezes for a heartbeat—then he’s surging right back. One big hand cups your jaw, fingers tangling tight in the hair at the nape of your neck, tilting your head back so he can deepen the kiss completely.

This felt like the right moment so you weren’t going to wait any longer to get his dick inside you.

The kiss is not soft—it’s hungry, messy, desperate. His lips move against yours like he’s been starved for this, his tongue sweeping into your mouth to taste every inch of you, groaning low and rough when you moan right into him. He walks you backward without breaking the kiss until your back hits the mattress, his heavy body settling right between your legs, pressing you deep into the sheets.

His hands are everywhere at once—gripping your hips hard enough to leave faint marks, sliding up under your shirt to palm at your skin, like he can’t get close enough. He pulls his mouth away only to trail open-mouthed kisses down your throat, biting soft and sucking marks right where everyone could see, making you arch and whimper his name loud and breathless.

“Fuck—been thinkin’ about this all damn day,” he grunts against your skin, his voice dark and thick with need. “Thinkin’ about you… this sweet little body… all for me.” He grinds his hips slow and heavy against yours, and you can feel exactly how much he wants you—hard and hot right through both your clothes, making you gasp and claw at his shoulders.

He yanks your shirt over your head in one quick motion, his mouth immediately latching onto your breast, sucking and nipping while he kneads the other with his palm, pressing soft and firm until you’re shaking beneath him, your hips rolling up to meet his like you can’t get enough either. “You have no idea,” he murmurs, kissing his way down your stomach. He hooks his fingers into the waistband of your shorts first, pulling them down and tossing them aside before reaching for your panties, “how badly I need you.”

Before he can move any lower, you stop him. “Toji.”

He freezes instantly, lifting his head to look up at you from where he is. “Yes, baby?” he whispers, worry washing over his face—afraid he’d done something wrong.

“Let’s fuck.” You say it just like that—deadpan. The way you say it is so casual he almost thinks you’re joking, until he sees how completely serious you are. “Oh… for real?”

“Mmhm. For real.” You nod.

“Are you sure?”

You nod again.

“Use your words,” he warns, his voice low.

“Yes. I’m sure.”

He nods. His hands move back to pull your underwear down, but he stops abruptly. “You’re so fuckin’ wet,” he says, his voice low, admiring the dark damp patch spreading across your grey panties. Then he dips his head and presses a kiss right over your clit through the fabric—your body jolts upward, hips chasing the warmth of his mouth against you. He licks slowly over the material again and again; the soft friction mixed with his tongue has you dissolving into moans. Your hand flies up to cover your mouth, trying to muffle every filthy sound spilling from your lips.

The moment you do, you feel a shift in Toji’s mood. He doesn’t stop, just keeps working you through the fabric—your panties are soaked through now, heavy with your arousal and his saliva.

“Stop that,” his voice comes muffled, pressed tight against you.

You don’t catch it the first time. So he pinches the soft inside of your thigh, sharp enough to make you yelp. “Ow!”

“Stop covering your mouth. wanna hear every sound y’ make.” He never pulls away, his words still thick and muffled against your pussy—but you hear him loud and clear. You nod slowly, letting your hand fall away from your lips.

He pulls back for a moment, and you instantly mourn the loss of his warm mouth. He hooks two fingers into your panties and tugs them aside, baring you completely to him—then dives right back in. This time there’s no fabric between you, every stroke of his tongue sharp and clear against your sensitive skin. He eats you out like a man starved, slipping his tongue inside you and curling it just right, drawing a loud moan straight from your throat. You try to muffle the sound, thinking of your neighbors and poor Megumi asleep down the hall—but he won’t let you hold back.

“Let me hear you,” he murmurs low against your skin, picking up his pace. “So pretty when you make those noises for me.”

He pulls back just enough to spit on your clit, watching it glisten and drip down your folds. He drags two thick fingers through the wetness, spreading it slow before pushing them deep inside you—making you whimper and arch off the sheets. “That’s it… take it so well for me,” he rumbles, working his fingers slow and steady.

Your head falls back onto the pillow, your legs trying to snap shut—but he holds them firm, prying them wide open so he can watch every movement. Your walls squeeze tight around his fingers, clinging to him. “Look at you… so tight, so wet… perfect,” he praises, his voice rough and warm. “Wasn’t sure how you’d take me… but you’re already doing so good, baby.”

His fingers move in and out at a faster, steady pace. Filthy wet sounds fill the quiet room, tangled with your endless moans. When it becomes too overwhelming, you reach to wrap your hand around his wrist, half-trying to pull him away. You moan broken sounds, curse, and cry his name. “I’m gonna— fuck—” You don’t even get to finish before you’re cumming hard around his fingers. “Good girl,” Toji rasps, his eyes fixed on your release. This was always his favorite part—watching it spill out of you, thick and creamy, so much of it coating his hand.

Before you can even catch your breath through the crashing waves of pleasure, his mouth latches right back onto your sore, sensitive clit. You gasp at the sharp shock, which melts instantly into another long, shaky moan. He licks up every drop of the mess he made, sucks his fingers clean with a quiet hum of satisfaction, then dives back in to taste every last bit from your puffy, throbbing clit. “Tastes so fuckin’ good,” he hums low against you, the soft vibration sending another shiver straight through your bones.

He only pulls back when you start squirming, overly sensitive and breathless. He sits back on his heels for a moment to strip off the rest of his clothes, tossing them aside—leaving all that broad,solid skin fully exposed to you. Then he kisses his slow way back up your body—from your trembling hips, over your stomach, up between your breasts, until he’s hovering right over your face. He leans down to press his lips to yours, slow and deep, letting you taste every bit of yourself on his tongue. It’s warm and messy.

He props most of his weight on one strong arm beside your head, his other big, calloused hand brushing damp strands of hair gently off your forehead, his knuckles grazing your cheek soft as anything. His dark eyes are blown wide, fixed right on yours.

“You’re doing so good,” he murmurs, voice low and rough, warm against your skin. He presses another soft kiss to your forehead, then the tip of your nose, then back to your lips for a slow, lingering moment. “So good for me. Gonna take care of you now.”

He stays there for a quiet beat, letting you catch your breath, his thumb brushing slow back and forth over your cheekbone, before he shifts. “Are you ready?”

You nod, squeezing your eyes shut tight—equal parts eager and nervous. You feel him line the thick head of himself against you, nudging it slowly a few times before pushing the tip past your entrance. The feeling is indescribable: just so full, so thick, every ridge dragging slow against your walls. You cling tight to his neck instantly, burying your face into his shoulder. You’re desperate to bite down to ground yourself, but you hate the thought of hurting him.

“Bite me,” he rumbles, voice rough—he’s clearly feeling how tight you are too.

“I can’t… it’ll hurt, and it might scar—”

“Just do it, baby,” he huffs a quiet, amused laugh.

You sink your teeth gently into the hard muscle of his shoulder, and he doesn’t even flinch. He takes that as your sign, pushing in another slow, steady inch before pausing completely to let you adjust. “There… breathe for me, baby,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to the side of your head. “You’re takin’ it so good. So tight for me… almost all the way.”

He’s lying, you think to yourself softly, he’s definitely not almost there—he’s just saying that to make it easier for you. You wrap your legs tight around his waist, pulling him just a little closer.

He stays perfectly still until your grip loosens and you nudge your hips soft against his, letting him know you can take more. When he finally pushes fully inside, he pulls back just a little before setting a slow, deep, deliberate rhythm—every drag of him deliberate, every thrust hitting exactly where you need it most. “That’s it… such a good girl,” his voice comes thick and rough against your ear. “So perfect. Only you can take me like this.” He keeps one hand braced beside your head, the other resting firm on your hip, wiping damp strands of hair from your face every time you gasp or arch into him.

You almost cry from the sheer fullness of him inside you—but once he starts moving and you grow used to the stretch, the ache melts into something warm and overwhelming. “F-faster, Toji,” you stutter, your teeth loosening their hold on his shoulder. He obliges instantly, his thrusts growing sharper, deeper, faster.

His hands slide from your face down the length of your body, coming to rest firm over the faint, unmistakable bulge of him pressing out against your stomach. You can feel the faint smile tug at his lips as he feels it—he definitely has a soft spot for this. His thumb brushes slow, steady circles over the swell, caressing it with every deep stroke he drives into you.

Every time your walls squeeze tight around him, he lets out a low, guttural grunt right against your ear that bleeds into a broken moan. It’s the best sound you’ve ever heard—rough, unfiltered, completely his. He sounds almost breathless, like he’s barely holding back whimpers of his own. So you squeeze him on purpose, again and again, just to draw more of those sounds out; each time, he moans right into your skin, and you’re so close to falling apart just from that alone.

He presses his palm firmer against the swell of your stomach, leaning down to press a hot, open-mouthed kiss right over where he’s pressing out against you. “Feel that?” he rumbles low, voice thick and rough. “All me… filling you up so completely.” He drives one extra-deep thrust that makes the shape of him shift clearly under his hand, and groans deep in his chest. “Look at you… taking every single inch like you were made just for this.”

Then he slides one hand down between your bodies, pressing steady, firm circles right over your sensitive clit, perfectly matching the rhythm of his thrusts. “C’mon… let go for me,” he murmurs against your jaw, kissing over your skin again and again. “I wanna feel you fall apart around me. Let it happen, baby.”

Your legs lock tight around his waist, your back arching clean off the mattress, every muscle winding tight as you teeter right on the edge so close you can almost taste it.

The whole moment wraps around you completely—his weight over you, his hand pressing firm against the bulge of him inside you, the heavy slap of skin and slick wet sounds filling the quiet room, his fingers working steady over your clit while you lay melted into the sheets, nothing but moans falling from your lips. It’s all too much, and your walls clamp tight around him as you crash over the edge, cumming hard around him.

Toji slowly pulls back, right on the brink of his own release. Just as he’s about to cum over your stomach, you push up from your lying position, your panties that were still on slipping back into place and you could feel your release coating the fabric. You shift to sit up and take his throbbing, wet length into your mouth. You look up at him, eyes locked on his, urging him to let go—and he does, spilling hot and salty onto your tongue, filling your mouth completely.

You swallow every last drop, then pull back just enough to slowly lick your lips, tasting the lingering warmth of him. “So good,” you murmur, voice soft, looking right up at him. “You taste so perfect, Toji.”

He stares down at you, chest heaving, a faint, rare smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he brushes a stray strand of hair behind your ear. “Yeah?” he rumbles low, rough and satisfied.

But you hate the empty feeling now that he’s pulled away—you miss the weight and warmth of him inside you too much to care about anything else. “Let me cockwarm you, Toji,” you say plainly, exactly what’s on your mind.

He blinks, clearly caught off guard by how sudden you are. He’s always found it so endearing—and a little funny—how you never hold back anything you’re thinking, even if it feels like the wrong time. But this time? This feels exactly right.

“Sure,” he chuckles softly. “Lemme clean y’ up first, yeah?” He moves to grab a cloth, but you stop him dead in his tracks.

“What difference does it make? Just put it back in.”

He freezes for a second, almost lost for words at how blunt and sure you sound.

“Yeah…” he breathes out, already leaning back toward you.

, 𝓐 𝓯𝓮𝔀 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻

Toji watches you as you lay down snug as a bug, a soft smile on your face, such an innocent look—all while his dick is still buried deep inside you. You fast asleep, like nothing out of the ordinary happened, like this is just your normal routine.

He spoons you close, his hands can’t help but rest over the faint bulge on your stomach, pulling you impossibly tight against him, his chin tucked right into the crook of your neck. You’d long since fallen asleep. He’d wanted to ask you out on a date last night, right when he thought you were about to leave.

Sex with you was amazing, but he hopes for so much more than just this. That’s why he was so determined to ask you yesterday… and then all this happened. He’ll do it the moment you wake up. Hopeful with everything in him you’ll say yes.

The birds are chirping and the sun is starting to rise—proof of just how long you’d both been at it.

He presses a long, lingering kiss to your neck, and you whimper softly in your sleep, clenching gently around him.

Yeah. He was definitely making you his girlfriend.

A|N: Thank you for all the love on part one.The likes and reblogs are crazyy. Everybody gets a kiss(っ˘з(˘⌣˘ ). I genuinely haven’t been sleeping this summer break so I stayed up to write instead of TikTok. (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`). Best decision. I was originally just going to write a cockwarming Toji fic but then I was asked for a part two so I just decided to embed it. I hope you enjoyed!!

𝖳𝖺𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍: @uiiixxx @motleyroses87 @lexispeak if you want to be added comment or dm me!

tw: smut, mdni

kind of switched it up last minute so they're not really bf and gf but i hope ya'll enjoy this since toji was the most voted from my poll!

older!toji first met you at a local bar one night. him drinking a cold bottle of beer as he hears the entrance bell ring, sees a rowdy group of college kids that lighten up the atmosphere as they walk in.

loud college boys, probably trying to find other girls to take home and hook up or get drunk out of their minds and cause a ruckus.

and college girls, of course they want to go to the bar near campus and flirt with men to get free drinks.

he eyes the group and specifically sees you. a small, quite timid figure. slightly behind the rest. you look like this is not the environment you’re used to. he eyes linger onto you as the group sit near the nearest booths close to the bar. he watches closely, the guy sitting beside you, talking loudly, putting his arm around you and crowding up your space. you look slightly uncomfortable as you shrug off his arm off you and focus your attention back at your friend.

you suddenly felt certain eyes onto you. you browse the bar until you see a man. dark straight hair, broad figure, and older looking, staring right at you. you make eye contact and raise your brows up just a bit. you couldn’t tell if you were imagining things but you swore he gave you a wink before focusing back onto his drink.

“uh i’ll be back, just gonna grab a drink.” you say getting up.

“while you're at it, can you please order some of our drinks too?” your friend asks.

older!toji focussed on the horse race happening on the small tv screen suddenly hears a small voice beside him.

“hi, can i just get 5 beers and 1 water? over at table 7. thanks.” the bartender nods and leaves to get the drinks.

he looks to the side to see you. up close, you seem to be shy and reserved. but he couldn’t help but think you’re beautiful and cute. he scarred lips tugged up as a small smirk appears on his face.

“well aren’t ya a shy one?”

you hear him say as you look up to him. you awkwardly cough out a laugh.

“excuse me?”

“you’re a little shy kid. it’s cute.” you face blushed without warning.

“uh thank you.”

“you’re with that group?” he nods his head towards your group of friends who were chatting away, laughing and talking loudly.

“yeah, exams finished so we’re just celebrating.”

“hm college huh.” you only nod. toji just eyes you down, taking in your outfit. low cut shirt that show the right amount of cleavage, some short shorts that define your hips and ass and some knee high boots. the way your hair lays against your back, the silky smooth of your skin. the plump lips coated with gloss and how your eyelashes flutter as you make eye contact with his.

"yooo y/n whatcha doin' over here?" suddenly a voice interrupts toji's thoughts.

"ino, just go back to the table." you muttered.

"who's this?" ino nods his head towards toji, as he rests his hand on your hips. toji eyes the way his finger curls against the plush of your hips before you grab ino's hand and brush it off. you eye him before facing the older man.

"don't know him." you mumbled.

"anyways, drinks are at the table, cmon." and he leaves to go back to the group. you face the man.

“i should get going. it’s nice meeting you…”

“toji.” he introduces. you give a small smile.

“toji. y/n.” you say as you walk away, swaying your hips a bit as you leave and toji just eating it up.

older!toji watches as patrons leave the bar, including your group, as it begin to become very late at night. he throws some cash on the counter for his drinks before standing up, puts on his jacket and heads out for the night.

he exits and quickly pulls out his carton of cigarettes, pulls and lights one up and inhaling the smoke before walking towards the lot to his car.

he opens his driver seat door and gets in. he settles in his seat and sighs. all night he's been sneakily eyeing you as you were talking to your friends. he swore he saw you make eye contact with him multiple times but honestly, maybe his brain was playing tricks with him.

he then sees you in the distance, waiting at the bus stop near the bar by yourself. the light post flickering every minute underneath the bus stop. it was late at night and buses rarely come during this time of night. he inhales a few more times before throwing the cigarette out the window, starts the car and slowly drives out the lot towards the bus stop.

he stops in front of you, rolls down the window. he sees you looking in, realizing it was him before clearing your throat.

"toji?"

"it's late kid."

"it's fine, the bus should be coming in..." your voice quiets as you check your phone and see that the bus wasn't gonna come for another 30 minutes, you sighed and look back at him.

"i'll drop you off."

"well, you're a stranger. how will i know you won't kidnap me and kill me?" you hypothetically say. toji only scowls.

"kid, i ain't got time for that shit. it's either you get in the car or you'll actually might get murdered."

"vulgar." you mumbled. you hesitate and eye him at first. you would be crazy to just hop in some stranger's car because you never know, but it was so late in the night, you're tired and you just want to go home. for a grubby older man, you seemed to have some gut feeling about him.

you sighed and opened the passenger side door and hopped in, you gave him directions to your house and he starts to drive off.

the car ride was quiet, a little awkward with no music. you were looking out the window before toji speaks up.

"was that your boyfriend?" you turn you head to face him, as his eyes were focussed on the road.

"who?"

"the guy from earlier. the one with the beanie." you think back to ino, who was all up in your space the entire night.

"oh. no he's not." you awkwardly say as you look down at your lap. you hear toji hum in response.

"he seems pretty close to you." you let out a small scoff.

"well he's pretty annoying." you muttered. you don't hear toji say anything as he pulls up to your place.

"that's good to know then." you hear him say. you lift your face up to eye him.

"know what?"

"that he's not your boyfriend." he says. you don't say anything, not really knowing what he actually means by that. toji stops the car in front of the gate to place and leans back before looking at you.

"well, thank you for the ride. and for not kidnapping and murdering me." you joked. toji stiffles out chuckle.

"no problem kid, would rather bring you home than for you to wait at a dingy bus stop." you can only nod before opening up the car door and getting out of his car. you were about to walk away towards your home before turning around and look at toji through his open window.

"have a good night, toji."

"you too, beautiful." you hear him say as he smirks, rolling up the windows as he drives off. you didn't realize your face turned a slight red hue as you enter your home.

older!toji enters the bar the after a few weeks, sat at the same spot. he's been busy with work so he hasn't been to the bar in a while but he has been thinking of you since the last time he saw you.

maybe that's his way of hope to see you again. he didn't know why he had the urge to see you again. you were in college, probably fucking with other college boys your age. why would you try to see an older man like him anyways. but his body moves towards the bar without thinking, hoping to see you.

it's been a few hours into the night. toji has kind of lost hope about seeing you and about to wrap it up for the night. he was about to get up and walk out until he hears the bell go off from the entrance.

he looks and he finally sees you. you enter, breathing heavy as if you ran here. you look around until you see toji. you automatically smile and walk your way towards toji who just seems little dumbfounded that he is able to see you again.

"hey, finally got to see you again." you say as you sat down beside him, acting like this is a normal thing to do.

"you say that like you've been waiting for me here or something?"

he sees you blush as you hid your smile as you look down in embarrassment.

"actually, i've been here almost every night." you admitted. toji raises his eyebrows in surprise.

"been busy at work, sorry kid."

"it's okay, i'm glad to see you now." you say as you look up to him and smile.

the rest of the night, toji gets to know you. that you're a fourth year student majoring in business management. that you are the youngest in the family. how you like dogs and have an irrational fear of spiders and birds. all the small miscellaneous facts about you that toji unexpectedly loves to hear. and you get to know him too, his job as a mechanic, how he lives alone and spends his weekend here at the bar. nothing really exciting in the 30 something year old’s life at the moment. but still, you were engaged into getting to know him better.

you look at the time and realizes it was getting late. you slowly sulk in your seat, not wanting to end your night.

"i hate to cut our time short, but i have an 8am tomorrow."

toji understands, it was late and classes were still going on.

"of course kid, i'll drop you home." he says as he grabs his jacket and you both exit the bar together.

the drive home was comfortable. enjoying each other's presence a bit more as the silent drive carries into the night.

"you should drop the nickname." you suddenly say to him. he raises one eyebrow as he side-eyes you.

"what do you mean kid?" as he pulls up in front of your place once again.

"that." you point out.

"kid?"

"yes. i'm not a kid."

"well, you are to me."

"well, i'm not. i'm an adult." you huff and cross your arms. toji looks at your reaction and only chuckles as you look at him annoyed.

"not with that reaction." he says as you relaxed your arms and sighed.

the atmosphere was calm and quiet after. you didn't bother leaving his car just yet, your body didn't want you to leave so soon.

"when can i see you again."

"don't know, shop's always busy nowadays since these reckless college kids love wrecking their cars somehow."

"well, here's my number. let me know when we can meet up again." you said as you pull out a small sticky note and pen from you bag. you write your number and give it to him before exiting out his car.

"goodnight toji." he watches you as you smile.

"goodnight beautiful." you smile.

"i like that one better." you say before walking away into your home.

older!toji and you have been messaging and meeting up at the bar many times throughout the following weeks.

"honestly shouldn't you be with guys your age or something?" toji asks curiously as he drives you home after another night at the bar.

"well, i don't like any of the guys my age." you say.

"why's that?"

"just felt like i needed a man who is mature. someone who knows what they're doing in life. someone who's a little older." your words twist in a way that toji's mind interprets it to be him. to be the man that you need. you boldly place a hand on his upper thigh, he slightly looks down at the sudden touch.

"yeah?" he slightly smirks as he pulls up to your place once again.

before you got out, you hesitate to open the door before turning to him.

"would you like to come in? it's still pretty early in the night. wouldn't mind the company." you say hopefully he would understand the idea and that he would say yes.

and why would he say no anyways?

older!toji slams his lips onto yours, hitting your back against your door as soon as lock up. tongues battling each other as his left hand makes its way on your waist while the other is placed behind your head, pulling you in. he aggressively bites your bottom lip, causing you to groan as his tongue slides into your mouth.

he pulls away from the kiss and suddenly picks you up by your legs, your legs wrapping around his hips and carries you to your couch. he sits down, leaning against the placing you on his lap and connecting his lips once again on yours.

your hands make their way to his hair, combing through as his hands are caressing your waist, down to your hips and then cupping your ass under your skirt. you give a slight moan and release yourself from the kiss. toji eyes you down.

"damn mamas, y'look so good on top of me." you bite your lip as you smile. as you connect you lips with his again. this time you hips start to grind up against his. you do this a couple of times before his hands plant on your hips, and he lips let go from yours before he looks at you, eyes hinting dangerously.

"wouldn't do that if i were you."

"why is that?" you seductively ask, hands rubbing against his torso, slowly making its way towards his groin.

"i don't think you can handle it baby." the way he said baby to you alone makes your pussy pulse.

"i think i can. i know i can." you confidently say, his eyebrow etched up slightly before smirking.

"you sure?"

"yes toji." he looks at you, your facial expression was serious.

"better take it like a good girl then." he says as his lips connect to yours. you make out for bit before his lips moves down, to your jaw, neck, chest.

you letting out a small moan before toji pulls down your low cut shirt, revealing your black lace bra and popping out one of your breasts and latching his lips onto your nipple while playing with the other. he sucks, flicks and nips at it causing you to groan in pleasure. all the while, you're grinding against his crotch, feeling the boner through his pants and your panties getting soaked.

"been holding myself back ever since i met you because i wasn't sure if you're into me like that." you hear toji mutter as he releases his mouth from your tits.

"gosh you're so sexy." he says as he looks up at your face, caressing the curves of your ass.

"i want it." you muttered. toji kisses your jaw.

"what do you want baby? tell me."

"i want you inside. i want you to fuck me" your voice low, needing him so badly. toji smirks.

"don't mind if i do."

he gets up slightly to pull down his pants and his boxers, his long, hard, thick pulsing dick springs out. you look with wide eyes. now that, was something you weren't expecting. i mean you had your fair share of college hook ups, but nothing compares to what you're seeing with toji. makes your pussy pulse in excitement.

"looks like you're not gonna be able to handle this dick baby? or are you?" he says as he slowly pumps his length, with the pre-cum dripping out from his tip.

you scoff. "i can."

"well why don't ya show me what your mouth can do, other than talking hm?"

you get off his lap and kneel between his spread legs, pants scrunched all the way down to ankles as he jerks his dick. you grab his dick and begin pumping it as well. you spit on it, making it easier to pump it and making it wet. toji lets out a low groan as you open your mouth to take him in.

"fuck you’re so beautiful." he moans as you take him as far as you can. his dick can only fit half way without you gagging while your hands jerk the lower half. you suck and slurp on his dick as he moans with pleasure.

"you can go deeper than that baby." as his hands reaches for the back of your head and pushes it down, hitting the back of your mouth with his tip. you gag slightly. he bobs your head repeatedly, as you moan and your saliva is dripping down his length with tears in your eyes.

"shittt, gonna cum in this pretty little mouth." he grunts as he moans loudly as his dick pulses and his cum shoots out inside your mouth. his buck up in pleasure as every drop of his seed is done. he releases his dick from your mouth and smirks.

"lemme see that shit." you open you mouth as he sees your saliva mixed in with his cum. "swallow." you did and he scarred mouth gives a smug smile. "good girl."

"c'mere lemme fuck the shit out your pretty pussy hm?."

you smile as you get up and climb onto his lap. he scrunched up your skirt, revealing your matching black lace panties and basically moves them to the side, showing off your glistening cunt.

"fuck baby, see that? you're so wet for me aren't ya?" his dick against your wet folds. you moan at the teasing sensation before he aligns his dick before slowly pushing in. you hiss at the sudden stretch, something you're not used to.

"baby you're so tight. fuck gonna stretch this pussy out so good." he grunts as he pushes in more. you groan in pain.

"shitt toj-you're too big argh."

"s'okay mamas, almost there."

you also let your body slowly sink in onto his dick and you let out a big moan and he does too as his full length cock finally settled in.

he slowly pumps in and out of your pussy, causing you moan. you lean back as he holds your lower back, and his thrusts begin to pick up the pace.

"fuckkkk toji ngh."

skin slapping and moans mixing within the air, you pussy squelches as his dick slams into wet pussy. you lean forward towards him and you start to ride and grind against his dick, causing him to groan loudly.

"that's it mamas, d-doin so good for me." you continue to grind and lifting up your hips and slamming it down on his dick. he breaths heavily as you pick up the pace. the friction of his cock against your gummy walls of your cunt causes you feel a sudden high.

"argh gonna cum." you moan loudly, eyes rolling back in a state of pleasure.

"yeah? cum for me baby, cum on my dick."

"ahhh fuckk." you feel your orgasm take over your body as you moan loudly and your body shakes in pleasure. your legs slightly giving out as your pussy pulses. toji continues to thrusts rapidly and hard, basically slamming into your sensitive cunt, tip kissing your cervix every time.

"gonna cum s-soon baby, almost there."

"t-too much toji ahh." you groan at the oversensitive feeling of your pussy. the pleasure still runs high.

"s-shit, gonna cum in this pussy."

"y-yes toji, please cum inside. i want all of it." you cry. tears welling up as he groans loudly as his dick pulses once again and after his final slam, his cum explodes inside your pussy, coating your walls as he dick slightly pumps all his load. he moans and sighs as he releases his dick as sees the white substance dripping out of your hole.

"well look at that." he says as he fingers your pussy before stuffing his cum back in.

"you're so beautiful." as he brings your face closer with a kiss.

older!toji has you snuggled against him in your bed. he feels you mindlessly trace around his torso with your finger, following the curvature of his abs as his arm is wrapped around you shoulders.

"i really like you toji." you suddenly confess as you look up at him.

"i like you too, kid."

you deeply sigh as you rolled you eyes at the nickname you hate. he chuckles before snaking his arm around your waist and pulling you in close to him.

"just playing mamas, but i do like you too. coming from an old man like me, i'm surprised that you would even think to pursue me."

"i mean have you seen yourself? you’re mature and you're so hot for being the age that you are." you chuckled before resting your head onto his shoulder with your body cuddling close to his. he lets out a small chuckle as he puts his arm around your waist.

"guess i am."

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It had slipped out before you can think better of it. In the throes of pleasure, struck by the heat of it and with drool beginning to dribble out from the corner of your parted lips you’d said it - “daddy”.

Before you could even consider how odd it really was, how jarring and out of place it might have sounded to someone so removed from the modern age as Sukuna. But with him moving above you, all rippling skin and thick firm muscle, that lewd honorific was all you could think to utter - to cry out in a strangled moan when he sunk back inside so deep that a sizzle of little stars danced in your vision.

“Daddy?” He echoes the word with a flourishing scoff, though it’s not judgement that laces his tone, to your dulled surprise you find that it’s interest.

“Well you’re -hn-…” you begin to reply, only to swallow down another choked moan when his hips roll in a particularly well placed thrust, “you’re gonna take care of me aren’t you?”

“How archaic,” he replies plainly, and though he offers nothing further you can tell by his sudden silence that the great cogs of his mind are turning.

Typically he would be teasing you, cruel taunts snuck between deceptively sweet little slips of praise. Not that you can find it in yourself to really concern yourself with his lack of banter, or with what he’s thinking about. Not with the way each steady pump is knocking all sense of coherency loose from your brain, adding a fine layer of dreamy fuzz over your vision.

cw : est. relationship, pornstar!au, explicit smut, cuckish gojo, filmed sex, penetrative & unprotected sex, threesome?, Sukuna's big, creampie, & not proofread.

ⓘ FEATURING pornstar!satoru's big idea of keeping the bedroom exciting? Inviting his favorite costar to come fuck his pretty girl nasty !

You felt like your thighs were vibrating with each thrust of Sukuna's hips against yours. The sweet sting of each inch of his thick cock stretching you perfectly, felt almost addictive.

Staring up at Satoru, you blushed. Your boyfriend carefully holding a camera steady to catch each sinful expression you & his dear friend made.

This was allll his idea, & the grin on his lips—and the growing tent in his pants—you could tell he didn't regret a thing.

"Come on, pretty girl. Focus, smile for the camera." Sukuna growled, grasping your chin & pulled you up, making you look into the camera.

You felt your back instinctively arch against his chest as you cooed at the lens, waving sheepishly.

The white-haired man before you only gave a teasing wave back, carefully out of frame.

You looked out of it, makeup smeared, thighs messy with slick, hair tousled around, but fuck it was the best sight Satoru or Sukuna had ever witnessed.

Satoru used all his patience not to fish his throbbing cock out & have you lick it for him. instead watching just how good his costar was at fucking you into a babbling mess.

It was hard to hold the camera steady though, with your blissed out expression, the soft whimpers & whines you let out at each mean thrust Sukuna graced your cunt with.

"I said—" Sukuna hissed, pulling his hips back, only leaving his pierced tip inside you "—to fucking smile." He slammed back in with a brutal thrust, bullying his way to kiss your cervix, your walls clenching tightly around him.

You let out a quiet whimper, swallowing harshly before giving your boyfriend a glossy-eyed smile.

Satoru paused, giving Sukuna a glare. "Be gentle with her asshole." He rasped, slowly bending his knees until he was face-to-face with you at the edge of the bed, cupping your cheek & sweeping his thumb in soft circles.

Even if it looked hot, he made sure to set clear boundaries. Nothing too mean, nothing too far, or the entire night would end early.

Watching one of the men he always filmed with at work, fucking his girlfriend? Hotter than he imagined, especially with Sukuna's reaction to all your little noises.

Satoru smiled at your dazed expression, how you clung to his wrist & pressed soft kisses to the skin you could reach, muffling your moans with his touch. the vibrations finding their way up his arm.

Fuck, it was hard to focus on anything but shoving Sukuna out of the way & fucking you himself.

"You okay baby?" He whispered, choking on a chuckle as Sukuna's hips stuttered, reaching over to swat Satoru away.

"She's just fine." Sukuna sneered at his friend, guiding your hips into a slow roll against his, pressing you back down against the comforters. "You promised you wouldn't touch her while I was fucking her, Gojo."

"She's my girlfriend, Ryomen. I'm allowed to check on her if she seems a little too out of it." Satoru stated, carefully guiding the camera to capture your buried face. "Even when you look so pretty like this baby."

Even though Satoru couldn't see it, Sukuna could feel how tightly you clenched around him at the sound of Satoru's voice.

You simply nodded at Satoru, reaching out to grasp his wrist tightly, guiding it back against your face with a whimper.

"Look at that." Sukuna purred, spreading your thighs wider, pumping deeper into you, a cocky grin growing on his lips as he flicked his gaze between you & Satoru. "You just looove it when he talks like that, don't you?"

You didn't form a response, just lazily nodding against the mattress & scratched at your boyfriend's forearm.

"Oh? Naughty, naughty. Clinging to me while fucking my friend. Imagine how Ryomen must feel?"' Satoru cooed teasingly, though he didn't attempt to pull away from your touch.

'I'm just fine, pretty girl takes me well." Sukuna assured, pulling your hips flush against his & bottoming out in your greedy cunt, just before a loud, choked, whimper escaped your throat, instinctively grasping your boyfriend's hoodie, dragging him closer.

Both of them froze, Sukuna's hands on your hips instinctively raising above his head & worry painting itself across Satoru's face.

He'd never heard that type of noise from you before.

"Are you okay?" He whispered, leaning closer, passing the camera instead to Sukuna so he could check on you.

You surprised him by dragging him into a sloppy kiss. "Stay put?" You pleaded, holding tightly onto the sides of his jaw. "Please?"

He gulped, glancing up at the very confused Sukuna before flicking his gaze back to you, nodding softly. "Of course baby."

"Is this an okay angle?" You glanced up at Sukuna, who gave a quick nod, holding the camera steady on his camera as he started back up his pace.

It wasn't hard to get close, he'd been sure he was only a thrust away from finishing when you'd scared them.

Your soft whimpers were driving both of them crazy.

Gojo smiled at your fucked out expression, brushing his thumb over your smeared mascara. "So pretty."

Sukuna's hips stuttered, his shoulders tensing a little. "I'm about to—" He choked when you pressed your hips back against his, his body tensing as white-hot pleasure swept through you both.

You tugged Satoru against your lips, thighs shaking around Sukuna as your orgasm left you trembling.

"Fuck." Sukuna rasped, swatting your ass teasingly as he watched the creamy mess dribble out. "No wonder Satoru's always bragging on you. You really were a good girl."

You blushed, pulling away from Satoru, who nodded, pressing his forehead against yours. "She's the best."

“Aw! Who’s a good boy? Who’s a good boy?” You sing song to the small samoyed puppy in your arms. The puppy glanced up at you, pink tongue sticking out and panting. 

Your heart melted. 

You pouted at the dog, desperately wanting to pepper kisses all over his face but quickly restrained yourself after satoru told you no. He couldn't risk you getting his new baby all dirty and sticky with your lip gloss!

Satoru and Toji were both sitting on the couch, watching you cuddle up with the dog on the floor.

“You two really are identical.” Toji said, gesturing a hand from the dog up towards Satoru. He wasn't really interested in playing with the dog but ever since Satoru texted you, inviting you both over to his place to see his new dog, Toji knew he would have to come accompany you.

Satoru laughed, flashing Toji a large smile, choosing to take his words as a compliment. “I know right!” He leaned forward, coming to rub the dog's head. “That’s basically the whole reason I got this little guy.” The dog let out a small bark at his words. 

Your eyes lit up, “Aw! Toji did you see! That’s so cute!” You cooed at the puppy. 

Toji could only sigh, rolling his eyes. Before you could say anything, the doorbell rang. 

Satoru shot up, a wide grin and everything, “That’s Suguru!” He looked back and forth between the two of you, “I invited him, too! Watch him, I’ll be right back, guys!” 

The dog made no attempt to follow his owner, though. The small bundle of white fluff stayed put in your arms, occasionally bumping his nose into your arm. 

“Aw, puppy! You wanna stay with me right?” You baby-talked to the dog, earning a scoff from Toji. “Yes you do! Yes you do! C’mon, puppy, I’ll be your new mommy.” 

Toji finally spoke up, “What’re you doing?” 

You looked up at Toji, “In case he ever gets tired of Satoru! We could take care of him!” 

“No way.” Toji scoffed, making you pout up at him.

You turn back to the dog, “Don’t worry about what he says, puppy. I’ll be the best mommy to you. I’ll even make Toji be your dad.” 

“Fuck no.” 

You whine, “C’mon! Look how cute this face is!”

You turn back to the dog, flashing him a full smile while picking up the dog and placing him in your lap, holding up the dog's paw and waving at Toji. 

“Look! He’s already waving! He’s saying ‘hi daddy’!” You say, laughing. 

Toji’s eyes go wide, choking on air. 

You giggle at his response, “Y’know, ‘ji, we should get our own dog.” You propose. 

He leans forward, finally rubbing the puppy's head, his big hand practically covering the dog's entire face. “I think I have a better idea.” 

.

.

Which is what led you here…

“Fuck! S-slow down, ‘ji– please!” You whined. 

You two had barely made it through the front door before he crashed his lips against yours and dragged you towards the bedroom. 

“Not my name, baby.” Toji panted, hair sticking to his forehead. 

He had you face down ass up, your tears wetting the pillow as he pounded into you from behind with punishing strokes. 

You could only whimper, your voice getting muffled by the pillow. His grip on your hips tightened, tugging you back onto his cock before moving one hand to land a harsh slap! on your ass.

You yelped at the sudden movement, breath getting caught in your throat. 

“C’mon, say it again f’me, baby.” Toji groaned, not slowing his pace. 

You buried your face deeper into the pillow before rapidly shaking your head no. 

Big mistake. 

His thrusts slowed until they eventually came to a sudden stop, his cock buried deep inside you, unmoving.

“No?” He chuckled, moving a hand up to grab at your hair, roughly pulling you up until your back was flush to his chest, your eyes squeezed shut at the pain. 

His mouth lowered, lips against your ear, slowly pulling out until just the tip was left prodding at your entrance. “Fucking. Say. It.” He slammed back in, making your eyes shoot wide open. “Slut.”

“Fuck!” You yelped, tears streaming down your face. 

Toji got closer, letting you feel his hot breath against your face as he let out a laugh before lapping up your salty tears with his tongue. 

He went back to pounding into you, his balls slapping against your clit with every harsh thrust. You could only whimper, the pain of your hair being pulled mixing into the pleasure with his thrusts.

“Say. It.” He groaned, emphasizing each word with a hard thrust of his hips. 

“Hah–Fuck! P-please, daddy!” You whined, arms almost giving out under you.

Toji muttered an incoherent curse before gripping your head, large palm shoving you back down into the pillow. 

His hand stayed on your head, pushing you harder into the pillow while he relentlessly pounded into you.  

“Mhm, fuck yeah. That’s right, take daddy's cock.” He breathed, the hand on your hip moving to sprawl across your back, making you arch even more. “Jus’ like that…” He trailed off, watching the way your ass moved against his hips. 

He pulled out, the hand on your head letting up only to come down and flip you over, your back hitting the bed with a thud! 

He stared at you, a large smirk plastered across his face as he stroked his cock, watching the way your breasts moved with every deep breath you took. 

Your hair sprawled out against the pillow, face flushed with tears rolling down your red cheeks, your lashes wet, paired with the sweetest indent of your teeth on your bottom lip from biting down on it so hard. 

Fuck. He almost came on the spot.

You looked up at him, watching the way he stroked his cock to the sight of you, making more slick run down your thighs. 

“Please, p-put it back in…” You whimpered, scooting down the bed a little bit more until the head of his cock bumped your clit. 

Toji let out a mocking laugh, eyes dragging across your body. “Look at you. You were begging me to slow down and look at you now,” he grabbed your thigh, spreading you open. “Begging for daddy’s cock like a fucking slut.” He spat. 

His cruel words only making your cunt clench around nothing. 

You whined, not trusting your voice. 

“Go on. Keep going.” He smirked down at you. “Beg for it.” 

His fingers dug harder into your thigh as he lined himself up, not yet entering. 

“Please d-daddy, p-put it in please, wan’ you so bad,” you begged.

Toji groaned once more, slamming his lips against yours along with his cock, making you claw at his back. 

His mouth left yours only to drag his lips down your throat, hot breath ghosting along your neck as he thrusted into you.

“Again.” He demanded. 

“Daddy!” You moaned, voice so loud you were no doubt waking up to noise complaints. 

“Again.” He asked once more, kissing up and down your throat. 

“Hahh–d-daddy!” You yelled, thighs shaking around his waist. Toji growled as he sunk his teeth into your neck, biting down hard.

“Ahh– Fuck!” You yelped, the sudden pain pushing you closer and closer to your orgasm. 

Toji knew it too. 

He chuckled in your ear before moving down, his forehead touching yours. “You jus’ clenched ‘round me sooo tight, doll. You gonna cum?”

You nodded, mouth opening up, asking for a kiss. Toji moved back, with a smile on his face. 

Before you could say anything else, he grabbed both of your legs, moving to put them both on his shoulders before leaning down until your knees were flush to your shoulders. 

“Fuck!” You yelled at the sudden change in position, his cock now entering deeper into you– if that was even possible.

Your eyes met his, mouth agape as you got closer and closer. “P-please, wanna cum,” you whispered. 

His thrusts sped up, “Hold it.” 

“I-I can’t–mhm– p-please!” You were so close.

Toji’s hand drifted lower, thumb coming to rub harsh circles on your clit. 

“S-shit! Wait– d-don’t do that or ‘m g-gonna cum!” Your nails dug deeper into his back, surely drawing blood.

Toji winced, the pain only urging him on. “Cum then. Cum on daddy's cock, doll.” He said before capturing your lips with his, his tongue licking inside your mouth while you came around his cock, his pace never slowing. 

“Hahh– Shit, I'm gonna cum, too.” His hips moved faster, thumb still rubbing at your clit. 

You moved your hand down, attempting to swat his hand away. “‘Ji, m-move, I-I jus’ came.”

His head dropped into the crook of your neck, “Move your fucking hand.” He breathed, tongue ghosting his previous bite mark. You immediately moved your hand, only for him to land a harsh slap! right on your clit. 

“Toji!” You yelped out, hand threading through his hair. 

“Not my name, doll.” He muttered in your neck, palm resting on your lower stomach. 

“Daddy!” You tugged on his hair, pulling him out of your neck, making him look at you. He suddenly pushed your hips up higher with his free hand, up! up! up! Until he was on his knees, your lower back lifted off the bed. 

The new unknown position had your mind spinning, a second orgasm quickly creeping up on you. His hand on your lower stomach moved, both his hands now holding your hips and pulling you towards him with every thrust.

“Fuck, look at that, doll. With this position you can see every time my cock goes in and out your pretty little cunt.” You glanced down up, only to see he was right. A fucking bulge appeared a little bit above your mouth every time he thrusted into you. 

That did it.

“Fuck! Daddy– cumming!” Your thighs shook on his shoulders, cunt squeezing his dick so hard he almost struggled to move. 

“Baby–fuck– m-me too. Shit– ‘m cumming!” He stilled inside you, his cock twiching inside you as he came, hot ropes of his cum painting your walls making you tighten around him even more. 

You both were panting at this point, chests heaving as you stared at each other. You weakly pushed at his shoulder with one hand, “‘Ji, move.”

His eyes stayed locked on your stomach, bulge still there and prominent as he shook his head before moving to look down at you. 

He leaned down, making your back come full off the bed, leaving only your head laying on the pillow. 

“No can do, doll. Gotta make sure it takes.” He said, kissing your cheek with a gentleness. “Needa fill you up all the way.” You forced a giggle, curious and slightly worried about what he was talking about.

one day toji was fixing your car, for what? no idea but you know he looks good doing it.

“done staring ma?” you snap out of your traze. “wasn’t staring..” “you were, what do you need?” he pulls something and throws it on the ground his eyes looking down at the inside of your car hood.

you shake your head and he smirks, “think someone is calling you” you hum and nod and flee from the scene to the living room.

it’s your best friend, you answer the phone. “hello?” “heyy girl, we still going to that club?” you hum and peak into the garage from the hallway and whisper. “yeah, not that we’re doing anything bad just.. keep it down.” you chuckle nervously. “toji gets jealous sometimes.. though it’s totally hot-“ “totally not.”

you scoff and roll your eyes. “whatever, it makes it harder for me to go out to party-“ “party?” you groan and hang up when you hear a deep voice, obviously from your fiancé toji.

“no..” he raises his eyebrow and walks up to you and plops down on the couch with a squeak looking up at you. “you leaving me baby?” he squints his eyes his voice deep, his lips poked out, not mad but controlled, he looks so—

you quickly shake your head then he pats his lap and you sit on one thick thigh. his hands rest on your waist “so why you going to a party, ‘n you not telling me bout it?” he looks at you up and down, slowly.

you wince and shrink down, your shoulders tense. “relax ma, I ain’t mad just disappointed.” you look into his eyes, then put your finger on his chin tilting his head up he’s smiling, black marks on his stretched out tank top which absolutely makes him reek of gasoline and on top of that he’s all sweaty. “why do you look so… good.” he smirks and raises eyebrow “what?” “like so.. attractive, when your being assertive, or.. or even fixing my broken down car.”

he scoffs and chuckles and then kisses your collarbone. wrapping your legs around his waist he puts his big rough hands around the nape of your neck pulling you down. your eyes shift quickly, though you’ve been together for over 5 years you still get so nervous.

“because.. I’m toji.” he winks and pulls you in for a kiss his other hand on your waist squeezing. you breathe heavier as he doesn’t let you pull back for air.

your lips sliding off of each other he tilts his head giving him more room to play with you. this kiss feels more like a punishment then just passion, even though his kisses are always so damn passionate.

you whimper and he slows down letting you adjust, making you think that you have control, your nails find his shoulders to dig your nails as you push yourself up further on his lap. he slips his tongue through your already swollen lips, sucking harder he wraps his tongue around yours perfectly not rushed, pulling but definitely not to hard.

your hands wrap his neck feeling his veiny muscular neck, that alone makes you moan. finally he pulls back with a loud pop! and a string of saliva following right after. you gasp for air and breathe heavily “f..fuck” your at a lost of words

“still wanna go to that party?”

you look down and shake your head, he smirks and you nuzzle your face in his neck while he’s rubbing your back. “text her and tell her that then.”

just how you like your men, dominant and submissive.

editors note: we like? 😓 draft has been rotting

my masterlist

bf!toji who acts like nothing bothers him, but he secretly notices every little change in your mood. he knows exactly how sensitive you are and treats your feelings like something fragile, even if he tries to act casual about it.

bf!toji is the type to drop his tough guy act the second your bottom lip starts shaking. if you two are watching a sad movie and a pet dies, or if you just had a terrible day and drop your cup on the floor—he's right there. he won't tease you. he’ll just pull you against his chest, let you ruin his shirt with your tears, and rub your back until you stop crying. he genuinely hates seeing you sad.

bf!toji who is completely caught off guard the first time it happens. you’re sitting on his lap, wrapped around him, completely lost in the moment. one of his big, rough hand is holding your hips, keeping you close, while he kisses your neck and slowly moves his thick digits inside your pussy, finding a rhythm that takes your breath away.

bf!toji stops completely the second he hears a small, shaky sniffle. he goes totally stiff under you. he stops moving his fingers and pulls back from your neck, his dark eyes wide and worried as he holds your face. seeing tears running down your cheeks scares him a little.

"hey... look at me. what's wrong? did i hurt you?" his voice is rough and actually panicked. "tell me, do you want me to stop?"

bf!toji watches you whine softly because he stopped. you shake your head, hiding your face in his shoulder and crying out the truth: "n-no, don't stop... it just—it feels too good, ji. i can't help it."

bf!toji freezes, taking in what you just said. hearing that you aren't crying from pain, but because he is making you feel that good? a switch flips in his brain and the panic disappears, replaced by a huge rush of excitement.

synopsis . What happens when they find out you have a friend that’s a little too comfortable with you. pairings (separate) . Choso x f!reader, Nanami x f!reader, Toji x f!reader, Gojo x f!reader. content . afab!reader, possessiveness, toxic men, rough sex, reader is oblivious to someone flirting with her, praise, overstim, degrading, non-curse au, dirty talk, filth, they’re all pretty mean & grumpy, slight edging, mention(s) of squirting, spitting, etc.

word count . 7.8k || author's note: this is a repost from kamitv, so if it looks familiar that's why (also the writing in this is like 2 years old). banner art from “hachisuka’s family kotoribako”

☆ Choso Kamo

“Mine, mine, mine, mine,” Is just about all Choso could grunt against your lips as he fucked you down into the mattress. “You understand that, no? All this belongs t'me, princess.”

Panting heavily, nails scraping at his back, pussy stuffed full of cum that was dripping out and down onto the bed so messily—Choso had you ruined all because he found out you had some guy friend who may have flirted with you today.

“Answer me, c'mon,” Choso groans. His lips are right against yours, cock buried inches deep into your cunt as your legs remained sprawled out for him.

“Y-Yes, Choso-, fuck!” You moan into the air, eyes watering at how rough your husband was being with you.

His head tipped to the side, “Who the hell did that guy think he was, huh? Flirting with you like you’re not my goddamn wife.”

You and Toji have a day alone, away from the kids for the first time in months, so you plan a beach day together for the two of you! But after having a baby you're feeling just a little insecure about wearing a bikini again, Toji thinks you're prettier than ever -so he realizes he'll have to delay your trip for a while, because he has to show you just how much he wants to put another baby inside you <3

pairings - toji x reader

warnings - domestic smut, feelings, sweet / soft Toji, he loves the stretchies <3 insecure reader, reassurance, a lil bit of lactation kink and a lot of breed kink, face fucking, cunnilingus, p in v sex, creampies. - 4k

hehe this was a commission for my sweet girl @chewiebee for soft/sweet Toji! thank you baby ilysm!

art credits here

Today is supposed to be a fun day, a day for you and your husband Toji to actually spend alone time together – but instead you can’t help but find your lips trembling, your eyes burning with tears. You take a shaky breath, trying to gather yourself together, little breaths escaping your lips as you peer at your very new body after the baby you just had.

You have been married to Toji for two years now – together with him for four, and you love that damn man – in all his moods, in all his forms. Soft Toji, psycho Toji, gruff and filthy Toji, and you know he loves you too. The two of you have a new baby together after all, and he frequently says he wants another, especially when he folds you into a mean mating press.

But you can’t help but be just a little insecure as you look in the mirror in your bikini, you fit in it again but your baby has clearly given you a few stretch marks. Even though they’ve faded – they’re there. You finally have a weekend alone as your parents have your little baby and Megumi is over at his best friend’s house, so you planned an entire beach day.

But how can you go looking like that when your husband was ripped within every inch of his life? Muscles upon muscles, and your skin around your belly button is just fucked. You sigh at it hopelessly, your tits are fuller and about to pop out of the damn top, you’re tugging at them, trying to get your nipples covered, about to cry damn near when Toji walks in.

Just in his trunks, these light ones that show the slutty outline of his cock, he’s pausing when he sees your body, cock leaking pre at the sight of you – you’ve been covering up a lot since you had his baby, and you two haven’t even gotten to have sex yet. He doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable or be pushy, but fuck he misses your body, and you’ve gotten even sexier since everything.

How badly he wants to grip those hips that are just a little wider after you gave him his daughter, he certainly needs another kid or three, does he not? Especially if your tits look like that, and every bit of you screams that you’re all his – little lines making him utterly possessive of the fact that you had his kid. He damn near whistles at you, but then when his gaze hits your face, he falters.

That’s when he sees his pretty girl in tears.

“Doll,” he murmurs, walking over and cupping your face on either side, mossy green eyes lidded just so. “What’s wrong? You look so fucking-”

“Terrible,” you’re frustratedly tugging at your tits that decide to just leak more milk, huffing at them. “My tits are still so much bigger, and now I have these that won’t go away!”

Toji sighs as you pick yourself apart, teeth setting.

“So you like my scars,” he murmurs, touching a stretch mark carefully, eyes darting to yours. “But you hate yours?”

“You look perfect,” your hand rests on his chest, feeling the warmth of the skin. “I love them about you – but I don’t look like the girl you met.”

Toji glares down at you. “What?”

“I don’t,” it all starts hitting then, everything you’ve been keeping inside coming right to the surface until you’re a mess in front of him. “I thought that you maybe liked that new girl at your work, when I went to bring you lunch well… she’s just so pretty and-”

“Imma stop you right there,” he grips your chin and makes you meet his eyes, those ones you could stare into forever. “You’re the only fucking woman I look at, do you really think that?”

the house was unusually quiet. normally by this time, nanami would already be dressed for work and halfway through answering emails while drinking coffee that had long gone cold. instead, sunlight peaked the curtains and illuminated the unexpected sight of your husband still asleep beside you.

you studied him for a moment. his phone sat untouched on the bedside table, and looking at the clock, he had somehow slept for nearly three hours later than usual. this felt impossible for you to believe.

a low groan escaped his lips as he shifted beneath the blankets. without opening his eyes, nanami reached across the mattress until his hand found yours. his fingers tightened around it.

“I know you’re staring at me,” nanami says, his voice rough with sleep. his eyes remained closed as he spoke, and he gently tugged on your hand until it was resting against his chest. “you’ve been staring for at least two minutes.”

you couldn’t help laughing. “you weren’t even awake.”

“I am now.”

“you literally had your eyes closed.”

nanami finally opened one eye and looked up at you. “that doesn’t mean I wasn’t aware of what was happening.” his arm slid around your waist a moment later, pulling you closer until there was barely any space left between you. “you’re also sitting too far away.”

the seriousness in his voice made you laugh at him. for someone who spent most of his week buried in meetings, deadlines, and endless work calls, he became surprisingly clingy whenever he had free time. it was as though he spent the entire week storing up affection only to unleash all of it the second he got a chance.

the mattress shifted beneath you as he moved closer, pressing his face against your shoulder.

“you know,” you said, glancing at the clock again, “most people are awake by now.”

“most people are exhausting.”

you rolled your eyes. a small smile appeared on his face before he buried it against your shoulder.

then you felt his lips brush against the side of your neck. the kiss was soft, almost absent-minded. you immediately smiled.

“nanami.”

“hm?” he murmured against your skin, peppering you with gentle kisses all over.

you tilted your head slightly. “you’re very clingy today.” lifting your hand over him, running your fingers through his hair,

his response came in the form of another kiss near your jaw. “I haven’t seen my love properly this week,” nanami said quietly. “I’ve been leaving before you’re fully awake and getting home when you’re already half asleep.”

the honesty in his voice made your heart soften.

because he wasn’t wrong. the past few weeks had been especially busy for him. even when he was physically home, part of his attention seemed to be somewhere else.

now, for the first time in what felt like forever, he was completely present.

another kiss landed on your lips. then another and another and ano– you laughed softly. “you’re proving my point.”

“i don’t know what point you’re talking about,” you could practically hear the smile in his voice. “today’s not about work .”

you raised an eyebrow. “no?”

“no,” nanami said, completely serious. “today is about staying in bed with my wife and let her know (and feel) how much I’ve missed her.”

his arm came around your waist, tightened. “let me spoil you today.”

— ᨳଓ .

On Friday nights, people either go out partying or stay home and chill, doing what they enjoy. That’s something you liked to do, but that all changed when you ended up in a relationship.

You and Gojo have been on a movie marathon since 5PM, and it’s well past midnight now. Let’s just say the Netflix ‘Are you still watching?’ question has been on your TV screen for the past three hours.

Currently, you were getting fucked so hard, bent before the vast glass window overlooking a city alive with lights. Although your attention wasn’t on anything outside, it was on your boyfriend's girthy dick plunging in and out of your gummy walls.

It was Gojo’s idea to fuck you in front of the window. His words were: “I want everyone to see my pretty girl and how she takes this dick.”, and without a second thought, you agreed.

Your back was against his chest, both hands on the now foggy window. Meanwhile, Gojo couldn’t get enough of you—his hands roaming all over your body. Gripping your waist, while the other moved up toward your tits, giving them a harsh squeeze, which had you whimpering in return.

“Taking this dick so well, you’re so fucking perfect. God, I love you.” He rambled on completely out of his mind. His praises made you look up at him, your head resting on his shoulder.

His eyes were half-lidded, staring directly into your soul. The kind of look that always had your stomach tingling and the wetness between your thighs growing more.

“Please, please. Don’t stop,” you whined, pushing your hips back into him. The tip of his dick kissing your cervix.

Gojo’s eyes rolled back into his skull, his plump lips parted—panting so hard, it sounded as if he just ran a 20-mile marathon. “Ngh- baby, if you do that, I might actually cum inside you.”

You turn your attention back to the city, and then an idea of something completely new to you pops inside your fucked out brain. “Cum inside me, in front of the—Fuck just like that—city.”

After being together for nearly a year, he still hasn’t been able to cum inside you. You both just didn’t want to risk having a kid, but how hot he was looking and the feeling of his thrusts against you had you not caring about anything.

He quickly snapped his eyes open; his hips fluttered for half a second as an eyebrow raised. “You… are you sure?”

“Please.” You nodded immediately, licking your lips. “I need it.”

With that, his dick twitched inside you. One of his hands moved to the back of your spine, bending you down into a biggg arch. Your legs wobbled beneath your weight; the left side of your face squished against the cold windowpane.

He bit his lip at the sight of you, both hands now gripping your waist as his pace began to fuck you harder and faster. You cried out, nails digging into the window. Probably leaving scratches- not like you both cared anyway.

“Yeah? You want my cum inside you?” His gaze dropped down, watching his cock slide in and out of you, then glancing back up. “My needy girl wants my cum dripping from her pussy, huh?”

“Mhm!” You couldn’t mutter a single word. You were starting to feel so overstimulated with how full you felt, plus you both have been fucking like rabbits—without taking a single break.

He leaned over, his chest against your back. He sank his teeth into your neck, leaving yet another mark on your delicate skin. His eyes didn't look away from your face.

You turned your head as far as you could, your lips puckering in a silent invitation for him to kiss you. He met your lips right away; it was a sweet kiss you both shared over the years.

He bit your lip hard enough to draw the slightest amount of blood. You moaned against his lip, your lips parting. He slid his tongue inside your mouth instantly; the feeling made your head dizzy.

It’s surprising to this day how good he can kiss. Even though you were his first girlfriend, his first kiss. First everything in general, but honestly you loved every bit of it.

And as time went on, the kiss became deeper. Tongues fighting for dominance, with each of you refusing to give in. Gojo’s hand traveled up to your neck, his large palm settling against your skin before his fingers squeezed firmly.

He pulled away from the kiss, just enough to speak. Both of your breaths were mixing together as you looked into each other’s eyes.

His eyebrows furrowed up, and you could tell he was trying his hardest not to roll his eyes back into his skull again. You also know he was so close to cumming.

“You gonna cum, baby?” Your voice was in that sweet tone that had him whimpering in response. You lifted your hand from the cool window, moving your arm behind you until your fingers disappeared into his messy white hair.

His thrust grew sloppier with each move, his thighs hitting the back of your ass. Gojo moved his hand down your body, feeling you up before landing between your thighs. His middle finger rubbed against your clit, fast.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes I’m gonna cum.” He grunted, throwing his head back, eyes closing tightly, mouth gapped open. The grip on your waist tightened enough for his knuckles to turn white.

His throat bobbing, hips meeting your ass as his cum spilled all over your walls. Painting your insides white. The new sensation of being filled to the brim made your own release wash over you. Your legs became weak as tears began to form in the corner of your eyes.

“Fuck!” You cried out, slamming your hand back onto the window. The contact made a big bang, which, surprisingly, none of you noticed.

Your mind was absolutely scrambled, lost in the orgasm he just gave you. Probably the best one you've experienced together, and if it wasn’t for his arms holding you up, you would’ve fallen to the ground.

He held you close to his chest, panting into your ear. Overcoming his own release. Then he slowly pulled out of your pussy, watching as his dick fell out. “holy shit.”

You turned your head to face him. “Hm?”

He leaned down, cracking a hand over your plush cheek. You whine out at the contact, but he doesn’t take any of notice of it, his attention stuck on him spreading your ass cheeks apart and watching as his cum drip out of you, “This is the hottest shit I’ve ever seen.”

“Stop! You’re gonna get it on the carpet.” You complained, slapping his shoulder. He shook his head, chuckling—not long before running his finger between your slit, gathering up every drop of the white liquid that slipped out of you.

He stood up to his full height, moving his finger to your lips. “Open.”

You locked eyes with him, slowly opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue. With that, he stuck his finger into your mouth. Immediately, you sucked on it, whining at the taste.

His dick got hard right away. He pulled his fingers out, leaning down, meeting your lips in another harsh kiss. The taste of both of you lingering on his tongue drew a low groan from him against your lips before he slowly pulled away.

”Just letting y'know, i'm cumming inside you all the time now.”

sorry if this is ass, i have no clue what i’m doing 😣.