SUMMARY: [stalker toji!x reader!] After working late at night, you choose to save a few bucks and walk home through the poorly lit back alleys instead of taking a cab and end up getting followed by this huge scary looking man.
CONTENT WARNING: non-con : graphic violence : p in v : deep penetration : cervix fucking : hand over mouth : stalking : explicit language : size difference : manhandling : choking : gagging (fingers) : pet names : lifted/carried sex : dead dove; do not eat
His large hand clamps over your mouth, his fingers digging in your cheeks, squishing them roughly, muffling your moans and cry for help as your palms press flat against the old building’s wall.
“Fuccckkk, you feel so damn good” he says, letting out a groan and pulling out his fat cock only to push it back balls deep inside you as your body jerks violently forward, trying desperately accommodate to the brutal stretch, your legs wobbling and buckling beneath you, weak from the continuous deep fucking.
He’s really big, thicker and bigger than anyone you have taken before. His cockhead touches right up against your cervix with every thrust. Pain blooms through your overstretched walls as he smacks his hips against your ass, the obscene sound of it filling your ears.
His other hand is wrapped around your throat as he keeps thrusting inside you, “Yeah, just like that doll” he grunts, lips brushing against the shell of your ear as you clenched around his big cock in fear. “You feel so, so much better than I had expected, isn't it my lucky day?”
“Fuckin’ sweet little thing like you walking these streets alone at night, what were you thinking doing that uh?”
He was right, you had not thought enough while walking back home late at night. Initially you had thought of taking a cab but just to save a few bucks you decided against it.
You shouldn't have. You lived in a big city so even if you had a job which on paper seemed good enough of a paycheck it hardly managed the expenses of the said big city.
Everything was expensive here so even if you lived past a shady neighbourhood, you were glad enough to have the roof above your head. You couldn't afford or even think of changing places until you got a promotion or changed your company for a higher paying one.
You were walking towards your block when you felt someone following you and you glanced over your shoulder only to see this huge bulky and scary man walking a few feet away from you.
You had immediately turned around, heart pounding with fear, hoping it was not what you were thinking and he would take a different turn or route from you. But no, he kept walking after you, turning where you did as you kept checking for him through your peripheral vision.
Even from a distance, he stood out so it was not hard for you to realise that he indeed was following you. And it seemed like he was not going anytime soon or leaving you alone, so you had fastened your pace and nearly ran when you were just a few blocks away from your apartment.
You ran as fast as you could in those damn work heels of yours, as it clattered loudly on the silent street. Huffing as your chest burned, not used to this much of physical activity as you hardly got any time for it, you ran with all your might not looking back and that was your biggest mistake as he was also running after you. Just two more blocks you had thought, you were so close!
Then only he had caught you, his massive arms wrapping around your waist, yanking you to his chest and his large, rough hand had clamped over your mouth before you could scream, smothering your cry for help and protest.
He had moved really fast, dragging you along with him in a nearby alley, where even the streetlamp’s light didn't reach, bunching up your work skirt and tearing off your panties.
You had thrashed wildly, kicking your legs, trying to fight him off, but it was useless. He was too strong for you to do any real harm to him or save yourself from him, he had easily overpowered you pushing you up against the wall in the complete darkness.
He changed the angle pulling out his cock with a low, frustrated grunt, like he hated being out of you even for a second. His thick cock dragged heavily along your walls on his way out, before you could even relax thinking it was probably finally over and he was done with you, he bent his knees slightly, adjusting his angle, and drove back in with one powerful upward thrust. A sharp burst of pain shot through your core, making you yelp in agony against his hand.
The new position forced him even deeper. You felt every inch of his thick cock stretching you open again, his cockhead pressing hard against your cervix, bullying its way in until his heavy balls slapped against your clit, your fingers clawing against the plain brick wall, nothing to hold on too as he started fucking you harder from the new position.
“Don't you know how dangerous it is to roam outside at nighttime, especially if you look so fuckable and vulnerable. You're gonna attract the wrong kind of men you know?”
You tried to scream again, thrashing your head side to side, but his hand only tightened over your mouth making it hard for you to breathe. Tears streamed down your face as your legs shook violently to his relentless ramming inside your cunt.
He chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating through his chest pressed flush against your back. “Shhh,shhh, don’t fight it, sweetheart. You’re doing so good for me. Taking my cock like a good little slut.”
“And it's not like you're taking a cock for the first time, I went inside you so easily. Do you have a boyfriend, doll? Who's the lucky bastard fucking this sluty cunt of yours, not gonna lie I am quite jealous.”
Another hard thrust as he pushed himself up from the low angle making you whimper against his palm. You could feel the huge and fat cock of his dragging inside your walls, as it clenched around him due to your fear and distress.
His fingers on your throat loosened just a fraction, as you gasped finally able to breath taking deep shaky breaths only for him to slide up and force two thick fingers past your lips, pressing down on your tongue and fucking shallowly into your mouth as you choked and gagged on his fingers, while at the same time he fucked you with his cock slamming inside you.
He slowed for a moment, grinding deep, letting his cock settle inside you. One of his hands left your hip to grope roughly at your tits through your plain office shirt, “Such a nice pair of tits, baby. Should I loosen them free? They will bounce real good while I fuck you raw–ahhh....shit.”
Toji threw his head back letting out a deep moan as your cunt involuntarily clenched around him, your body reacting out of new found fear. The sudden tight squeeze made him hiss through his teeth.
“Oh, baby don't do that” he let out a throaty chuckle near your ear, "You’re gonna snap my dick in half. Don't worry I am not bothering with your shirt, too much work you know.”
You sobbed harder, body trembling as he picked up the speed again, fucking you harder and faster, as your whole body shook from his ruthless, rentless thrusts.
Your knees finally gave out beneath you as you almost fell down only for him to tighten his hold on your waist keeping you upright and going in and out inside of you groaning in your ear.
He lifted you higher with both his arms now wrapped firmly around your waist, pulling your body back against his chest as he slightly bent his knees and leaned a little backwards. Your feet left the ground, dangling helplessly just inches above the floor, toes pointing down but not touching.
The position was overwhelming, dangling like this, worse than before any of the positions he had put you through. Now, only supported by his arms around your waist, hardly able to move except by the thrusts of his cock.
Your body had grown so weak from the brutal fucking that all you could do now was take it, with your back arching against his chest as painful moans and whimpers spilled from your lips now free from his clamped hand.
“You live around here, right?”he asked grunting. “Bet you’re gonna feel me leaking and dripping from your cunt all the way home when I fill you up, I hope you remember this big cock of mine, I bet it's bigger than your boyfriend's.”
“Gonna fill this sweet pussy of yours, doll.” He said his hips slamming up harder into you. “Pump you full with my cum and you’re gonna take it all like the helpless little fucktoy you are. Ain’t that right, princess?”
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your boyfriend vivian hugo who loves manhandling you !
yes, it was painfully obvious that your boyfriend, hugo, was huge. it wasn’t just his height that made him stand out, but the sheer size of his build. his broad shoulders, thick arms, and solid frame made it impossible to ignore just how much bigger he was compared to most people around him.
every part of him carried that strong, bulky physique, from the way his muscles stretched beneath his clothes to the natural heaviness of his body whenever he was close to you. there was no denying it—hugo was built like a wall, and honestly, who were you to complain?
not when you was put into a headlock with his thick arms.
and you loved every second of being manhandled. it wasn't just that he was big—it was that he knew exactly how to use that size to completely overwhelm you.
with his massive forearm locked securely against your throat, your head was tipped back, leaving your mouth open and your eyes rolling. you were trapped, effectively pinned between his insanely thick thighs and the mattress, completely at his mercy.
the pressure on your throat was firm—not enough to hurt, but enough to remind you exactly who was in control. your breath came out in shallow little hitches, your pulse hammering against his forearm. he could feel every beat, every desperate flutter of your heart beneath his skin.
and he loved it.
his hips kept that relentless, heavy rhythm, each thrust sinking impossibly deep.
"fuck..." the word escaped him, guttural and raw, echoing off the headboard he was currently destroying. the metal creaked with every shove of his hips. he looked down at you—this pretty little thing beneath him, neck flushed red from his grip, thighs pinned wide open, barely able to breathe let alone speak. the contrast was almost comical.
you whimpered, and it snapped something in him. his forearm tightened just slightly against your throat as his grip on your waist crushed into the soft flesh. "can't even form words right now, can you?" he rasped, leaning down so his lips brushed your ear. his voice was dark and satisfied. "good girl."
your brain turned to mush instantly. and that praise.. deep and rumbling against your ear, combined with the suffocating restriction of his arm around your throat had you floating. you couldn't speak, couldn't think, couldn't do anything but take exactly what he was giving you.
"needy little thing," he mocked softly, pressing a wet, open-mouthed kiss to your racing pulse point. your back arched violently, thighs trembling uncontrollably, nails digging uselessly into his massive forearm. he kept fucking you through it, hitting that spot with relentless, heavy precision that dragged your climax out endlessly.
his jaw clenched tightly, a deep growl rumbling in his chest as he finally came undone. his hips slammed forward one last time, burying himself as deep as he could go as he filled you with his release. his fingers tightened around your throat, holding you in place as he emptied himself inside you.
the feeling of him pulsing and throbbing so deep inside you made you shiver again, a small aftershock rippling through your oversensitive body. he stayed buried inside you for several long moments, his large frame pressing you into the mattress, his breathing rough and heavy against your ear.
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manhandled
Simon x Reader
mdni +18
(size kink, rough, manhandling)
Simon Riley is a monster. Maybe not literally, but that’s how it feels—how it always feels, when you’re beneath him. He fills the bedroom with his presence, hulking and broad, shadows bending around him like even the darkness is scared to get in his way. You’re nothing next to him—small, soft, breakable, and he loves reminding you of that. Especially tonight.
You’d begged to be on top, desperate for a scrap of control, and Simon had just looked at you with that cruel little smirk, the one that promised you’d regret it. He let you climb up, let you straddle his massive thighs, your legs stretched wide to fit around him. His cock is a monster too—thick, heavy, almost too much—and you have to work for it, have to use your whole body just to get him inside.
Simon doesn’t help. He just sits back, arms folded, watching you struggle, dark eyes glittering with amusement. “C’mon, little thing. Show me you can take it,” he rumbles, voice rough as gravel.
You try. You ride him, thighs burning, sweat dripping down your back, every bounce making you gasp. But you’re outmatched—your body’s just not built for this, not for him. Every time you slow, every time you whimper, Simon’s big hands clamp down on your hips, fingers digging in so hard you know you’ll wear his bruises for days. He keeps you moving, using your body however he wants, forcing you up and down on his cock until you’re sobbing, muscles screaming.
“You wanted this,” he growls, grip bruising. “You said you could handle it. Prove it.”
You’re shaking, tears streaking down your face, and still he doesn’t let up. When your legs finally give out, you collapse against his chest, breathless, ruined. Simon just laughs, low and mean, like he’s barely getting started.
With no warning, he flips you, manhandling you like you weigh nothing. You land on your back, legs spread, and Simon’s on top of you in a second. His weight pins you down, nothing gentle about it. He shoves your knees back, bending you nearly in half, his cock slamming into you hard enough to knock the air from your lungs.
“Take it. Take all of it,” he snarls, hand wrapping around your throat, thumb pressing under your chin until you’re choking on your own moans. His other hand cages your wrists above your head, his grip so tight you can’t even squirm. “You’re so fucking small. Could break you in half if I wanted.”
You can barely breathe, can barely think. All you know is the stretch, the burn, the relentless way Simon fucks you, like he’s trying to ruin you for anyone else. The bedframe rattles, headboard slamming into the wall, your body shoved up the mattress with every brutal thrust.
Simon’s mouth is everywhere—biting your neck, your jaw, leaving marks you’ll have to hide. “You wanted rough, didn’t you?” he spits, voice ragged. “That’s what you get. You’re mine. Mine to wreck, mine to keep. No one else could ever take you like this.”
He lets go of your throat just long enough to fist a hand in your hair, yanking your head back so you have to look into his eyes. “Look at you. Ruined. You can’t take it, can you?”
You sob, body shaking, but all you can do is beg. “Please… please, Simon.”
He grins, feral, and fucks you harder, hips snapping, cock driving deep until you can’t do anything but take it and take it and take it. He doesn’t stop, not even when you cum, not even when you’re sobbing and shaking and clawing at his arms, desperate for mercy. Simon just growls, low and vicious, and keeps going, fucking you through every orgasm until you’re nothing but a mess beneath him, body limp and spent.
And when you think he might finally be done, Simon flips you again—face down, ass in the air, his hand flat on your back, holding you down so you can’t move, can’t run. He pushes back in, deeper, rougher, fucking you with the full brute force of his body. His palm comes down on your ass, hard enough to sting, and you cry out, helpless, lost.
“You’re mine,” he grunts, hips slamming into you, cock stretching you wide. “No one else gets you like this. No one else gets to break you.”
You’re gone, shattered, every nerve ending raw. Simon fucks you until you can’t see straight, until you can’t remember your own name, until the only thing left is him—his weight, his hands, his cock, the bruises he leaves behind.
You don’t even notice when you start begging, words slurred, voice wrecked. “Simon, please, I can’t—”
He doesn’t stop. “You’ll take it,” he snarls, hand in your hair, yanking your head back so you can hear every filthy word. “You’ll fucking take it, ‘cause you’re mine.”
He holds you there, helpless, until he’s finished, until you’re shaking and sobbing and utterly broken.
And even then—Simon doesn’t let you go. He gathers you up in those massive arms, tucks your ruined body against his chest, and holds you tight, like he’s never letting you out of his grip.
Because you’re his. Small, helpless, marked for days.
And the sick part of you that pretended not to exist loved every single minute of it...
Summary ⋆˚࿔ you’ve been in a playful mood all day and he deals with it until you eat the last strawberry right from his hand. So he uses the best way he knows to get you to calm down.
Authors note ⋆˚࿔ I didn’t expect my last one to get that many likes so thank you! It’s not that much but seeing that many people repost really made me happy and motivated me to write more so here is one with changbin!! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡
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When Changbin got home from practice, you found him going straight to the kitchen trying to find a snack. It was that weird time between lunch and dinner so he didn’t want to eat too much.
You sat on the counter watching him scavenge through the cabinets and fridge. he pulled out some fruit, chips, crackers, he didn’t know what he wanted.
A bowl of fruit was sitting next to you so you pop a strawberry in your mouth. when you did you made a sound from how good it was. When you finish swallowing, you grab another.
After he’s done placing different things on the counter, he stands there looking at them. still very indecisive of what he should snack on.
“The strawberries are good.”
He looked up at you on the counter next to the options he laid out. He walked closer, putting his arms on both sides of your waist.
“Yeah?”
You nod, grabbing a strawberry and bringing it to his lips. He hesitates only for a moment, looking at the strawberry in your hand, before opening his mouth for you to feed him. When he started chewing he nodded clearly enjoying it.
“Wow. They are.”
You smiled seeing him like it and grabbed another. But this time when he opens his mouth, you put it in your own mouth, holding the strawberry with your teeth and leaning down to his lips.
He just smiles, grabs you at your waist tighter, moving in closer between your thighs, and bites down on the strawberry. You pull what was left of the end of the strawberry, eating around the stem.
Changbin raises his eyebrows seeing how playful you were today. You smile wider using his shoulders to hop down from the counter, and walk away from his grip on your waist.
“Wanna finish that show we started the other day?”
He gave you a playfully annoyed look, knowing you were teasing him on purpose by just walking away. Changbin grabs the strawberries and follows behind you.
You guys really did sit there and watch the beginning of the episode, both of you not even looking at the bowl of strawberries as you pick one up and bring it to your mouth.
You felt the bowl getting lower over time but didn’t expect to look down and find one strawberry left when you’re not even half way through the first episode of the day. You see changbin pick it up starting to bring it up to his mouth, still mindlessly eating.
Without much thinking, you grab his hand, and bring it to your own mouth, and take a bite. It took him a minute to process what you just did. He looked down at the bowl seeing it empty and looked up at you with a disappointed look.
“Are you serious?”
You sit up against the couch, facing away from him while trying not to laugh so you could chew.
Was it a bit mean?
Yes.
But was he the one normally stealing all of your food?
Yes.
After only a few seconds of silence, you feel his hands on your waist and him pulling you on top of him. You hum in response still having strawberry in your mouth, and swallow when you're settled in his lap with his chest against your back.
“I’m still hungry.”
You scoff a laugh not knowing what he wanted you to do about that, and turn your body to see his face. he just raises his eyebrows like he was daring you to say something smart.
You mock his face playfully, raising your eyebrows and can’t help the smile growing on your face.
“Go make something then.”
That was his last straw.
He grabbed your wrists, putting them behind your back, while using his body to put you on the floor and bend you over the coffee table. Your body stiffens up feeling him pressing against you.
“You’re feeling playful today, huh?”
All of your playfulness left your body feeling him bring one hand cup your pussy, and him growing hard against you.
You try to close your legs on instinct but he stops you by lifting your hips with the hand that was cupping you, and spreads your legs with his knees.
“Bin! Hyunjin is still coming home-“
“Then you shouldn’t have been a brat and eat the last strawberry straight from my hand.”
His hand starts to rub your clit over your shorts, making you suddenly buzz with pleasure. Your body unstiffens and you rest your head against the table, feeling your body pulsing already.
He was going so slow, now teasing you after the teasing you did to him. It felt good, but you were still worried about Hyunjin coming home and seeing this, but the slow steady pleasure made you melt under him.
he moves your shorts and panties to the side, making your body jump from the sudden cold air.
“Bin!”
This was all so sudden. You tried to look back at him but you could only see his shoulder. You said his name mostly as a warning, but he wasn’t gonna listen to you right now.
You feel his thumb run over your now wet pussy and lean your head back down against the table, arching your back instinctively wanting more.
You didn’t speak, you couldn’t. You were embarrassed at how badly you were enjoying this.
“You were so playful all day. All I had to do was touch you a little, and you shut your pretty little mouth up.”
You smile and try scoffing in response but it ends up more like a whine.
“Are you always this cocky?”
When the words leave your mouth, two of his fingers slide right into your wet pussy. you tense up again before melting into his touch, and whine from the sudden intrusion.
“Do you always whine this much?”
You whine curses under your breath as he speeds up. You could hear the wet noises coming from his fingers moving in and out.
You couldn’t say anything. You tried but before you could get it out, he sped up making you melt again.
You felt your stomach fluttering and your body buzzing, your thighs tensing and trying to close over his hand working in and out of you, your hands pulling out of his grip in his one hand that was holding them behind your back, and holding onto the edge of the table hiding your face so he couldn’t see how much pleasure he was giving you right now.
“Gonna cum for me already?”
You just whine in response and nod embarrassed, focused on feeling your orgasm. You thought he might pull out to tease you more but when you feel that wave of pure pleasure flowing over your body, your mind goes blank.
Your legs shaking, your body tensing up before going limp again. grabbing onto the end of the table just to have something to hold onto as you rode your high.
As you're coming down, Changbin goes slow, feeling you pulsing around his fingers. You finally notice how heavy you’re breathing, how weak your body feels, how tired you are now. You didn’t feel as playful anymore.
Changbin pulls in fingers out, leaning back away from your body, leaving you to come back to your senses. You feel his hands make their way to where your thighs meet your ass, and spread you to see you pulsing around nothing.
You whine still feeling empty and unsatisfied now that your high has come down, and push yourself up off the table. He grabs your waist and pulls you into his lap kissing your neck. You felt him rock hard under you, and turned to give him a proper kiss.
You were about to straddle him, beg him to fuck you. but you both pause up hearing the front door open.
“Changbin hyung! I’m home!”
You whine frustrated, leaning your head against Changbin’s chest. You were covered, he didn’t take any of your clothes off so that was fine. But you still felt needy and bothered.
“Bin-“
He cuts you off by grabbing you bridal style and standing up walking to his room. You look up at his face, no smile, just annoyed.
You were absolutely fucked.
You look over his shoulder as he crosses the room, making awkward eye contact with Hyunjin. He pauses mid step seeing you in Changbin’s arms and watches till Changbin’s bedroom door closes behind you guys, breaking your eye contact, and stands there knowing he was definitely interrupting.
He just sighs, takes his phone out his pocket and brings it up to his ear, and turns back around walking out the door
“Hey hyung? Can I stay with you tonight?”
AUTHORS NOTE ⋆˚࿔ thanks for reading!! I’m really glad I started posting my own ff and hope people enjoy what I’ve posted so far.
Feel free to request anything or tell me anything I might need to fix. I made this in like an hour so there might definitely be some grammar errors or spelling mistakes.
Also thank you to whoever told me how to make writing smaller. (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)
