“ talk yo’ shit with dick in you. “
body to body, toji’s big ass thighs encaging you in, drool pooling at each corner of your mouth. your lower back is on fire from how long you’ve been chest to back with him. he just won't let up and it sort of — kind of… it is your fault for being so bratty today.
toji is a strong believer in putting you in your place. the moment he walked into the room and you brushed him off like a random person.
he had already planned it all out.
big ass hands around your neck, pressure so much but also not enough. your eyes are damn near rolling, the wind constantly getting knocked out of your chest when his hips stutter with that fast pace. filthy squeals from your gushing pussy filling the room,
it's only pulling that infamous smirk from his scarred lip.
“ c’mon, where that talk at sweetheart? “ he coos, squeezing tighter around your throat. “ talk that shit. “ degrading words only dragging a nasty orgasm out of you, your dainty hands fisting at his knees. he’s chuckling heartly in your ear, thrusting until that pretty cunt isn't latching onto him for dear life. he smacks the side of your ass, pressing his wet lips to your neck. “ that's what i thought. flip over, i aint’ done with you yet. “
