#toji dilf

He couldn’t deny the money aspect of this mission Shui proposed, the only condition he was unsure about was the requirements this mission had.

Toji was letting Shui’s words hang in the air so that Shui would be able to hear how stupid it sounded.

“Don’t give me that look Toji” Shui said as he pulled out his cigarette cartridge, knocking out one as he placed the stick between his lips.

“I will obviously provide you with the necessary partner to play the role of your wife” He said lighting the cigarette, taking a deep inhale.

“Is it really necessary for me to act like a couple, can’t I just complete this mission alone” Toji said slighted agitated.

“No the client detailed that you need to play the role of a married couple in order to complete the mission, besides think of it as someone who can take half the burden of the mission” Shui said blowing out smoke.

Toji has that look of clear irritation painted on his face, the raised brow, his eyes slightly raised, his top lip twisted into a snarl and his body slightly hunched.

Toji was as lazily as they came but as much as he was lazy he hated any assistance that might be given for a mission. There was a certain way he conducted his missions and having another person would only ruin the system he had perfected.

Shui let out a chuckle taking in Toji’s expression. He had worked long enough with the assassin to know what he was already thinking. But before Toji could protest any further Shui spoke out again.

“You’ll meet her at the necessary location of the mission”

“How will I know it’s her” Toji said eyeing the smoking man.

“You’ll know and Toji formal” Shui said as he dropped the half smoked cigarette as he put it out with his expensive shoes.

Toji sipped at his whiskey leaning against the bar he stood at.

God, I hate this monkey suit

Toji thought slightly flexing against the restraing of the cheap polyester suit he had scrummaged out from some forgotten nook of his wardrobe.

Toji continued to sip at the whiskey, watching as the minutes ticked by on his watch, every minute feeling longer than the last as he waited for his so called partner/ fake wife for the evening.

If she doesn’t pitch soon I’m just gonna kill the fucker needed and head home

So entrapped in his thoughts he hadn’t felt the presences of someone standing beside him. A red flag in itself as if someone was skilled enough to get by him undetected a clear indicator of his partner.

“So, you usually stand here looking obvious?” the voice beside him spoke in a sarcastic tone.

“Do you always take this long to show up to places?” Toji replied back in an even more sarcastic tone as he slightly looked over at the woman who would be his partner for the evening.

From the brief look he took at you, he was impressed. From the black dress highlighting your figure, with curves in all the right places, healthy looking hair, a face that belonged on a screen and an ass that was just begging to get smacked.

“Maybe I should thank Shui” Toji whispered under his breath to himself.

“What was that?” You say turning your head slightly to Toji.

“Oh nothing …. But honey we should get a move on” Toji said putting on the act of your fake husband as his hand went to the small of your back, placing his empty class on the table as he guided you away from the bar.

Toji guided you to the lobby of the busy hotel, as the two of you made your way to the front desk. You remained calm and natural, with a soft smile on your face as you placed your hand on Toji’s chest, as the diamond on your ring finger shown brightly in the warm lighting of the lobby.

“Good evening, we have a booking for the Fushiguro’s”

“Good evening” The front desk man said with a vibrant smile that highlighted his smile lines.

“Ah yes, we have one. For a newly wed couple. I would like to thank you on behalf of our establishment for having your honeymoon here” the middle aged front desk man said with that smile not leaving his face.

“Thank you” Toji said as he took the key from the man’s hand.

“Please be sure to use all our hotel has to offer”

“Don’t worry I’ll make sure to use everything thoroughly” Toji said with a smirk as he eyed you up and down.

The middle aged man kept the smile on his face, trying his best to not react to Toji’s innuendo as you slightly slapped his chest in a playful manner trying to make it seem as Toji and you were simply just a couple in love not to assassins sent out here to murder someone in this lovely hotel.

“Well this is urhm definitely a lovers suite” you announced as you opened the door of your hotel room to reveal a rather interesting room set up.

A massive bed, with a rather larger oak head board that had an interest pattern of diamond shapes carved into it, with coincidentally silk rope decorating the diamond shaped holes. In the corner of the room was a rather large chair that could easily, comfortably seat two people , with one person that could be seated atop of the other.

You look around the room some more, as you felt Toji push into the room beside you.

“Get over it doll face, we got the baby making room. Relax” he said placing the suitcases onto the floor beside the bed.

“Not like you’re gonna make one in here” he said rolling his eyes slightly.

You walked into the room slightly irritated at his comment as you watched him unpack the suitcase that held various guns.

“So, when are we going to take the target out?” You asked approaching Toji.

“Tomorrow at breakfast. His some fat guy, bald head. His apparently dealing in curse objects he stole from some cult he pretended to be in. So, we have to take him out get the objects and that’s that” Toji said as the finished his sentence off rather nonchalantly.

You looked at him with a raise brow, slightly impressed as to how easy he made the mission sound like.

“So, you know why we have to pretend to be a fake couple?” You asked further a slight smile of amusement on your lips as you sat on the bed in front of Toji.

“Nope”

“Well we have to act like a couple because baldy knows you’re single, so Shui suggested we pretend to be a couple on our honeymoon to throw him off it could make it easier for us to get closer to him” you replied with a smirk as the tip of your black heel was now underneath Toji’s chin, causing his gaze to meet yours.

“Well pop the champagne, Shui’s a smart man for a change” Toji replied as he gripped your foot away from under his chin.

“You’re a real fun guy” you said with sarcasm in your voice.

“Sugar tits, as much as I find you attractive and would easily screw you; we have a mission to complete and that’s the goal” Toji said as he starred down at the suitcase placing one gun on the night stand.

You looked at Toji with a smile of impressiveness, you had heard all sorts of stories and rumours about the handsome assassin in front of you ranging from unethical and impractical and yet here he was holding restraint from taking you.

“Come on we need to go to dinner, if we can fool everyone into thinking we’re married it will be easier to take the fat bastard out tomorrow at breakfast, he won’t be suspecting a thing”

“Is there anything else I can get you, sir?” The waitress asked as she eyes Toji up and down with a smile pressed onto her red lips.

“Nothing at all, but please be sure to ask my wife” he replied not giving much mind to the young woman serving use.

You had to admit Toji was really playing the role of the loyal doting husband. The way he held your hand over the table in view of everyone, to how he attempted to share his food with you.

“I’m fine. Thank you” you replied looking up at the waitress, as you watched her walk away with that smile not budging.

“How many times is that waitress going to come and ask you if you need a refill” You said rolling your eyes slightly.

“You sure are a possessive wife” Toji teased as he bit down on the pasta he was eating at.

“I get it you’re handsome but handsome enough to get this woman come up to us every five minutes to ask to top up your wine you haven’t even touched”

You would’ve continued your rant till a familiar man came up to you and your husband.

“I’m sorry to interrupt, but your wife is extremely beautiful. I think I might of seen her on the cover of a magazine”

Fat bald bastard

The lights in Toji’s head shone bright as the target they had to kill was right in front of him.

“Thank you, her beauty is really one of the reasons I married her” Toji replied trying to remain cool and collected as to not suspect the target.

“Well, then on that note I hope you don’t mind if I bought your beautiful wife a drink”

“I’d love that but she only really like to drink in private” Toji replied not wanting you to drink whatever liquid the man would give you unsure if it was laced in case he recognised the two of you.

“Ah please, everytime I see a beautiful woman I have to buy her a drink. Well if you don’t want me to buy her a drink why don’t I send a bottle of champagne to your room” the fat man said with a wide smile as his red cheeks shone like polished balls.

“Sure. We’re room 17 F”

“Why didn’t you just kill the guy when he came to our table?” You asked as you rubbed your lotion into your legs.

“So, the whole restaurant can go into a frenzy and the guys at his table shoot you dead on the floor. No thank. We have to be subtle” Toji replied as he got underneath the sheets.

“Aren’t you thoughtful” you said, as you were about to climb into bed yourself until you realised what you were doing as you starred at Toji.

“What” Toji replied as he felt your eyes on him, unsure of what stopped you from getting into bed until he realised.

“God just get into bed, I’m not going to sleep on the floor. If I had to fork out from my money to pay for this expensive as hotel then I am getting to sleep in the bed. So you either get into bed with me princess or the floor is waiting for you”

You rolled your eyes in annoyance at his words, as you climbed into bed not wanting to have to lay on the cold floor with nothing but your silk slip dress nighty to keep you warm.

“Smart decision” Toji said as he turned his back towards you.

You laid in the dark room for a moment, unable to sleep as you tossed and turned. Your movements not going unnoticed as Toji rolled to face you now.

“I can’t sleep” you whispered to him.

“Just close your eyes”

You huffed out a sigh as you closed your eyes, but still you were unable to fall asleep.

“Still can’t sleep” Toji said with his eyes shut feeling as you were still awake.

“Why don’t we do what husband and wife do to help them go to sleep” Toji said opening his eyes, as you could sense the smirk in his face even in the dark.

“I thought you didn’t want to screw me”

“Well that was before supper, I was hangry and I mean we would only being playing the part we were given for this mission” Toji said as you felt his hand move up your thigh.

“Besides wouldn’t it be obvious that we’re not married if people didn’t hear noises from a honey moon suite”

You breathing became harder, as you listened to Toji’s words trying your best to comprehend what he was saying but the feeling of his calloused hands running up your soft thigh was turning your brain into mush by the second.

You felt as his fingers reached your pantie line, feeling as he played with the lace of the thong you wore.

“Pull them to the side” Toji whispered.

You complied easily not even protesting as your pulled the flimsy fabric away from your pussy, surprised how you were already wet from such a simple action.

“Atta girl” Toji said, as he slowly moved his fingers to your pussy, massaging your pussy lips, revelling in the puffiness of them as he felt the wetness of your slick start to drip out. Gently taking his index finger and pushing it in between your folds as he gathered your slick onto his fingers, pulling his finger out as he smeared it onto your puffy pussy lips.

“You like princess?” Toji whispered into your ear, as you wrapped your arms around his neck, breathing heavily into his chest.

“I’m gonna push my fingers in now” Toji said as he began to move his index and ring finger into your warmth. Pushing the digits in and out of you, feeling the tight wetness around them.

“Enjoy the feeling baby” Toji said in the sweet seductive voice as his other hand came down to the small of your back pressing your closer to him, as he felt your move against him in pleasure.

Toji began to move his fingers faster, feeling as your pussy allowed him to push his fingers deeper in. And they nudged perfectly against that bundle of nerves, Toji chuckling softly as he watched your move around as you writhed with pleasure.

“Found that spot” Toji began to massage that sensitive spot that had you seeing stars. Toji could feel you get close as he felt your pussy get tighter and tighter by the second.

So close to your high, but before you could fall over the edge you felt as he pulled his fingers out. You pulled away from his chest looking up into his eyes as he brought his soaked fingers to his lips as he licked your wetness off of them.

“Delicious”

As the words left Tojis lips he began to kiss you passionately, his tongue lapping at yours as you tasted yourself on him.

“Take it out”

And you did as he instructed, pulling his hard member out of his boxers.

“Take your dress off”

You quickly sat up and pulled the silky fabric off your skin.

“Lay back down and turn on your side”

You now laid on your side, feeling as Toji’s hard cock pressed against your ass, his tip slightly leaking pre-cum as his hands began to massage your breasts.

The cool air of the room and the roughness of his hands causing your nipples to be hard and your pussy to get wetter.

“You want me to fuck you?”

You nodded, desperately wanting Toji to fuck you.

“Beg for it”

You breath caught in your throat at his words, like dry and mind muddy with pleasure as you tried to form a sentence.

“Please ~ ah. Please fuck me Toji”

Toji didn’t need to hear another word as he slipped his hard member in, keeping still as he let you adjust to his members size.

You could feel his thick girth filling you up as he knocked against your cervix from his length.

“I’m gonna fuck your brains out now” Toji said as he began to move, slow and steady rhythm, as he pushed his tip slightly out before plunging deep inside you m. The loud sloshing noise of your pussy and whiny moans filling the room.

“That’s it take my cock. Feel it fucking fill you up”

Your mind a puddle of pleasure as your pussy was now being rammed by his thick cock as his hands squeezed and pulled at your breast, feeling his hot breath against your neck as he fucked you from behind.

“You like being fucked like you my wife”

Toji said biting on your ear, as he moved faster, feeling your slick drip down his thighs. Toji could tell you were getting closer by how your moans became louder and more desperate and from the way your pussy was starting to milk him.

“I’m gonna cum in you, so cum for me princess”

Toji’s hand came down to your clit, as he rubbed the swollen bud trying to get you finish on his cock faster. Rubbing the slick bud up and down.

“That’s it right there”

Toji could feel his own high reaching as his balls began to constrict and relax a clear sign his hot cum was ready to shoot out, as it moved up his shaft.

The feeling of Toji’s cock stuffing you and his fingers playing with your clit became to much as you felt your pussy tighten around his cock. Toji felt as you came hard, shoving his cock as deep as he could in you.

“Fuck yes baby”

Toji growled out as he felt himself shoot ropes of hot cum into you, feeling as he painted your insides a nice pearly white.

Suddenly without any warning your bedroom door came swinging open.

“I decided to bring your champagne myself I hope I’m not disturbing”

Without another thought Toji grabbed the gun he had left on the nightstand shooting the fat bald bastard down in one swift motion as the champagne bottle came falling down to the floor, the liquid spilling all over the carpeted floor.

You turned your head over your shoulder looking at Toji, with his cock still buried deep inside you, as you tried to catch your breath.

“So much for subtle death”

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"Alrighty sweetheart hold the pistol like this and make sure you have two hands on it." Toji whispered in your ear as his body was pressed firmly against yours and his head rested on your left shoulder.

"Two hands? Toji you don't use two hands when you shoot." You joked moving your neck to the left side to kiss his cheek that was slightly rough from the light stubble that was beginning to grow back.

"That's because I'm a professional, love. I know what I'm doing and you don't simple as that." Toji joked. This caused you to roll your eyes fixing your aim, ready to shoot the target that toji had placed on a tree on the outskirts of the city. "Alright, if you miss that's okay, but I've got a feeling you're gonna surprise me." He said confidently

You said nothing focusing on your aim while keeping two hands on the pistol. Taking a deep breath you fired the wepon until it was empty. A smile fell wide of your face as you see how well you fired Toji's gun. You looked at your boyfriend to see him staring back at you with a wide smile too that beamed with pride.

"Damn baby, I thought you would do well but color me impressed," Toji said placing his hands on his hips.

"Pfft, I told you before we got here that I was going to impress you with my skills." You said in a confident manner putting down the gun.

"Well you were right and I think because you did so well. I might as well treat you sweetheart." Toji spoke walking towards you wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you against his body. You then put your arms around his neck and pulled him to your lips kissing him softly. His lips molded against yours as he began dancing his tounge around yours. The kissed got heated as he picked you up holding you in the air as one of his hands supported you and the other made it way to your hair grabbing it softly and pushing you head closer so that your lips would clash harder. You moaned at these abrupt actions biting his lip causing him to grunt. He finally broke the kiss causing you to whine in annoyance. "Don't worry darlin', I promise to treat you well tonight. I've got a lot of money from my latest job so I'm gonna treat you to a nice dinner tonight. How does that sound?" He asked while still holding you with your legs wraped around his waist.

"Well damn, maybe I should show you my natural born talents more often." You joked pecking his nose and taking your left hand to trace the scar on his lip that you adore. "Thank you." You whispered to him as he smiled lloking lovenly into your e/c eyes.

"Heh maybe you should but I still need money for those horse races you know." He joked putting you down and kissing your lips softly before picking up his gun and putting it in the back of his pants.

"I wish you wouldn't gamble so much." You sighed taking his hand as you began to walk to your car nearby.

"Yeah I know I've really cut back but its hard." he sighed looking up while he was still walking with you hand in hand.

"Why is that?" You asked mostly confused as to why he would cut back.

This caused Toji to stop and turn towards you with a look on his face that you couldn't recognize. He placed his hands on your face, rubbing you're cheeks softly.

"Because for you I want to make this work. And in order to do do that, I need to stop or at least water down the things that could tear us apart.” Toji spoke nervously.

"Toji, I appreciate the effort you're putting in and I love you so much for that." You responded leaning into his touch.

"Love you too, Y/N. Now, where do you wanna go sweetheart?" Toji aksed waeing his signature smirk.

"There is this new resturant downtown that I've been eyeing." You told him as you began walking to your car once more.

"As you wish sweetheart." Toji replied as we walked hand in hand ready for our date that would hopefully result in resuming our activities from earlier.

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He was a nice surprise. Nice, tall, broad-shouldered that looked even nicer when he wore the dress shirts from his work with your father, greenish eyes that reminded you of the grass of the flat fields and calloused fingers that you knew made sparks run across your skin because of the few times they brushed against your shoulder or forearm. 

You felt that deep, deep down, deeper than you allowed yourself to shed light of knowledge, maybe you romanticized his figure too much, but boys your age didn't help themselves to make you have good judgment. And deep, deep down, deeper than you allowed yourself to remember the next day, was the way he pounded inside you with one hand over your mouth to keep you from making noise and waking your friend across the hall in the house. 

The truth was that you liked the sense of security Toji gave you with simple glances or sideways smiles that made his lip scar tug and the way you felt your heart blossom like a rose in spring every time he made some comment that Megumi didn't catch, but that you did. And if Toji was good at doing things in secret to keep you out of trouble with your friend, he was even better at saying things in secret, like the times you went out with him, your parents and his children and he would lean over from time to time to whisper things in your ear that almost always kept you up late; until the time he called you and your hand went under your pajamas and your ears picked up his heavy breathing on the other end of the call. 

Almost every day you would wake up wondering if he was going to come to your house with Megumi and Tsumiki in the weekend so you could smile brightly looking at the street from the bedroom window and pretend not to expect him to look up, stare at you and wave his hand like any of your dad's other work friends. 

The same goodbye Toji gave you today when he picked your dad up at home because the family car needed repair since last Monday and this week, he was willing to help him with the commute from your home to the commercial building in downtown Tokyo. But, in compensation, you would be home alone reviewing most of the college content that had unwittingly accumulated with the passage of time. 

As you slumped in bed, fiddling with your phone and promising yourself that you would only start studying when the clock struck a rounded hour, maybe 2:30 or 2:40, an idea lit up your mind almost prematurely and eyes immediately fell on the closet. A deep breath made your chest expand; you fed your secret idea a little more. 

It wouldn't hurt to go visit Toji at his work, right? If Megumi asked where you were all day, you could tell him you were visiting your dad and, in the end, you might end up having dinner with him and making Toji spend more time with you for the rest of the day, since your father needed his car to get home. 

With this and, only this in mind, you went not only to take a shower, but also to get ready and choose the pink sundress that Megumi's own father had bought for you and you had told your best friend that it had been a gift from Nobara for your last birthday. He liked that piece of clothing, you knew it, he said it looked so "fucking amazing" because it made you look like a doll. 

After that, it didn't take long for you to finish getting ready and go to the nearest subway station, your heart beating faster as the stations passed by on the billboard and you got closer to the business district of their work. Every time it was the same: 

You saw Toji, even from afar, and it seemed as if your heart rebelled against your brain's willpower and denounced how much you liked — and your mind dares to whisper: loved — him. Maybe that man, that DILF would never get out of your head and out of your little heart-shaped ballerina box where he played the music and you danced as he wanted. 

"Whoa, whoa, where d’you think you're going, lassie?", was the first thing that hit your ears as soon as you stopped in front of the huge door of the building and turned around to check where exactly you needed to go to get in with your ID card.  

"Excuse me?", you replied looking over one shoulder; it wasn't Toji, much less your father, it was just one of the four guards who took turns guarding that entrance. 

"I said where do you think you are going, are you lost?"  

"Not really," you replied looking around, as if you were secretly searching for the only man you were interested in in that building, "Do y’know if I need–" 

"Your ID card, please.", his tone was firmer this time and you looked at him for long seconds before showing him what was asked and watching him take longer than necessary to check your age, name and photo, "That last name, did you come to see your father?" 

You bit the inside of your cheek, if you lied, what would be the consequences of that? 

"My father works here?" 

"You don't know where your father works?" 

"He doesn't tell me about his work, so, no," you reached for the ID card again, "But, I'm looking for a man named Toji, Toji Fushiguro, I have something to deliver to him!" 

Alright, you could tell from the guard's face that he wasn't taking you seriously and knew that if you weren't lying, at the very least you were mixing some truths with omissions. 

"Miss, I will–." a hand whose fingers you knew all too well placed itself on the shoulder of the tall man in front of you and a mixture of anxiety, anticipation and excitement poisoned you inside. Now, yes, it was him, just him. 

"Can I help this little lady here, Kento?", his voice sounded as melodious as ever and you almost felt your pupils turn into hearts as you finally got to stare at the same jade eyes as always. 

"I came to see you, Fushiguro," you knew that in the company they usually called each other by their last name. 

"Mhm, I can tell," Toji replied agreeing with his head before turning to the blonde still looking at you like you were a naughty child who stole candy from his basket, "You can leave it t’me, Kento, I know her father and I'll take her to him after she's done talking to me, ‘kay?" 

It was obvious that this guy trusted Toji more than you, and you couldn't really blame him. 

Almost as if by magic, you were walking into that big company that seemed less cold inside when you were outside and the brunette's hand was resting in the middle of your back dictating where you should walk until you reached the elevator and he pressed one of the higher floors. 

"You...," your voice came out almost as a whisper, "Aren't you going to ask why I came?". And he glared at you before crossing arms and making you look away from the floor so you wouldn't see the way his social shirt clung to his forearms and collarbones, "I know you well enough to know that you didn't come here to see your father, let alone Megumi even if he's your best friend." 

You felt your legs wobble a little, especially because of the sideways grin he opened when he saw that you didn't expect this response. 

"Are you mad at me?", the question came out without you thinking very carefully as you leaned against one side of the elevator. 

"I can't be mad at you when you're wearing this," his head jerked in the direction of the hem of it and then his attention went to the floor signs until his was reached. 

"Are you taking me to your office?" 

"Would you prefer I take you to your father's? Or take you to my home where Megumi is?", Toji asked looking over one shoulder and gesturing with his index finger for you to follow him until you both stopped in front of a wide door whose only name in the top center was 'Fushiguro'. 

"No, they'd both be kind of pissed about... everything," he gave you space to enter first and you felt like you were seeing a bit of his personal life that went beyond yourself, as his place somehow expressed a bit of his unique personality. 

"Next time you come in here unannounced I might have to tell on you, doll," Toji spoke up and motioned to the spacious couch that was diagonally across from his desk full of papers, you understood that you were supposed to go sit there and your voice only came back to you after you had done so: "But, there's nothing to tell on him, I'm just his daughter coming to visit him at his work.” 

"Even you don't believe that yourself, Y/N," he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to forearms and then crossed them over his chest before leaning back on the edge of the office desk to stare at you, "Now, speaking as the guy in charge of you today ‘till the end of my shift, I think you should be grounded for not thinking straight before coming here." 

One eyebrow slowly rose, you were asking him without using words if he was serious. 

"Yeah, I'm dead serious, girls like you, who are, y'know...," Toji walked towards you and took his place sitting next to you, "Smaller than me, easily breakable, shouldn’t just think that they can do everything they want"; a wan chuckle escaped your lips and you crossed arms before looking away. 

“Younger than you,” you corrected him and though his hand had sneaked up on your knee and a shiver ran through your body for it, your attention remained diverted. 

"Smaller than me," Toji spoke again, this time more firmly and along with that harsh tone came the bottom of your panties slowly getting wetter, the firm grip he had on you was insane, it was scary even. 

His hand went a little higher, crossing the edge of the dress and placing itself between your thighs before you instinctively opened them and let him reach the bottom of your undies. Toji could easily force your legs open if he wanted to, he had done it before and you weren't exactly against it, but he had recently discovered that it was better, more intoxicating if you silently humbled yourself and showed how desperate you were for his more experienced touch. 

"Too small for my fingers, for my cock, even for my mouth," he spoke pulling the hem of your dress until it left your thighs and crotch completely uncovered, "Spread your legs, pretty thing", after that was out of his mouth, you looked up at him again and let legs move further apart from each other, "Unless you don't want me to get between your thighs, is it what you–" 

The elation and urgency spoke louder, you didn't think straight before interrupting him. 

"I want it! Want your fingers inside of me, Toji," he looked at you as if he was about to make you regret not thinking straight before acting and you ironically felt the bottom of your panties get even wetter. 

"You are so stubborn and rude today, where did the good girl I like so much go?" 

His fingers slid into your panties, pressed themselves against your clit and your thoughts began to break and crumble almost immediately, "But, I—'m still your good girl, Toji." 

By the time you finished speaking, he was forcing three of his large fingers into your too-small entrance to take them all at once. You tried to close your legs; his other hand kept them open. 

"You are, huh? A good girl would never try to close her legs when 'm being so good and nice for her, letting her use my fingers to get off," Toji replied staring at you and held you sitting against the couch by the waist as his digits slammed deep inside you and a whimper of pleasure mixed with pain escaped from the bottom of your throat. 

"Toji, y'know I can— cannot take your fingers like this, it's hur—" 

"That's why I told you that you're smaller than me, but you're always being so stubborn," he replied and moved his fingers again, this time curving them and making you gasp, the knot at the bottom of your belly getting tighter and walls compressing his digits harder, "And, besides this, you came here for this, don't ya? To be the fuckdoll of an older guy." 

That simple sentence from him almost had you cumming, you had to squeeze the edge of your dress to remind yourself that he never gave you permission to cum. 

"Wanna cum? This easily? You're lasting less than the last time I fucked you," he left a tender kiss against your cheek and, unlike expected, his fingers stopped moving completely, "If you wanna cum this bad, fuck yourself on my fingers and I may let you have my cock after it." 

"I c-cannot, your fingers ngh, too big, Toji," you didn't even care anymore if you were swallowing a few words, the only thing you cared about was being able to cum even though you couldn't take even his digits properly and he let out a mocking chuckle before curving them inside you and rubbing against your most sensitive spot. 

"You are not even trying so hard, doll, the only thing you need to do is move your hips," Toji moved them back and forth and up and down, literally as if you were a doll and you could see his fingers appearing and disappearing over and over again, "Like this, your pretty brain can make you do this, can't it?" 

All you did was gasp and keep moving without his help until you were really on your own fucking yourself on his big fingers that filled you so well. Every now and then he rubbed his palm against your throbbing swollen clit just to watch you squirm and try to get down faster. 

The wet sounds coming from your pussy and the sight of it being stretched almost to its limits made his cock so hard that it almost hurt from the discomfort of the pants. He knew he couldn't wait any longer to fuck you and make you go back to your home dripping with his cum, but, still: it was so cute and good to see you trying your best to chase your orgasm using only his fingers. 

You were so close, just needed a little more. If he'd curved his fingers, you’d have come at that very second — and Toji knew it, knew it better than anyone, your body was too easy to decipher and so he immediately pulled you onto his lap as he unbuttoned his pants and in a matter of seconds you were sitting right on his big fat dick, feeling every vein rub against your sensitive walls and the tip of it kissing your cervix. It was enough to make you cum and bite his shoulder trying not to moan too loudly. 

"Cumming just by having my cock inside you? Tsk, that's quite pathetic, doll," he grabbed your face by the chin to pull you into a kiss and used his other hand to start fucking you through your orgasm and down and up over his lap, "But, still, you're my pathetic pretty girl."  

You agreed dumbly with the head trying not to let the eyes water from the excess pleasure eating away at you, it was already expected that he wasn't going to stop after your first orgasm. Nothing with Toji was just one time thing, he always needed to push you to the limit and turn you into the drooling mess that only knew how to babble his name between moans. 

His cock went way deeper than his fingers and that's exactly what you needed: to be filled first until you felt the tip kissing your cervix and then to have his cum filling you from the inside all the way to the brim while his hands roamed and groped your body and his lips sucked and licked your tits as they were doing now; all while you bounced on his dick and finished milking him completely. 

His head fell back just as his cream began to spurt inside you and it was the perfect chance for you to leave a series of hickeys on the skin of his neck, just below the collar of his dress shirt, before his fingers rubbed your clit and pulled you into another climax. 

"Fuck, you're gonna get me in trouble someday, princess," he spoke between grunts, his head still slumped back as he moved your hips against his lap to make you take more of his cum and roll over his dick almost in a threat to keep fucking you. 

"You're so, so deep, Toji, I can feel you so deep," you whispered and looked down to see the white wheel of cum forming at the base of his cock still inside you. 

"Mhm, but you can take me deeper, can't you?", Toji held you by the waist and switched positions to have you lying on the office couch, your legs immediately placing themselves around his hips, "We have...," his head turned to the side and he checked the time, "Twenty minutes before Megumi arrives and comes to find me, think you can make me cum within that time?" 

A playful smile appeared on his lips and you promptly moved hips up and down in a silent positive response. The only things you could hear for the rest of that time in the place were your moans, his grunts and the wet sound coming from where the two of you were connected. 

You weren't even thinking of an excuse to give your best friend friend about why your legs were more wobbly than usual and how his dad Mr. Fushiguro Toji's clothes — father of two children, Tsumiki & Megumi — were too wrinkled. 

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Well, now you laid tied up- waiting for him to breed you. 

You had met Toji through an ad he put out asking for a live-in nanny. He had immediately hired you on the spot to take care of Megumi. A year or so passed before Toji expressed his interest in you, falling for the way you were so good to him and his son. He was grateful, attractive, and had a lot of money. So after a few months, you two decided to enter into an official relationship with each other. 

Toji had always expressed his interest in pursuing another child- it was something that originally caught you off guard at first. But after careful consideration, you end up agreeing to trying. You realized you were quite happy with Toji, despite the fact that you really didn’t know a lot about him outside of who he was at home. 

For example, like what he did for work…

All you knew was that the money was good and you had become an expert on sewing up his wounds. You never pestered him for more information, deciding you were safer to be ignorant about it all had he been involved with something like the Yakuza. 

That aside, you told Toji earlier that day that you were willing to try. 

Now though, you wonder if that had been a mistake. His methods seemed to be a little unconventional, to say the least…

You laid back on the wide bench he had in his master bedroom. It was more like a table, you realize as it fits your entire body. Your wrists were tied together, held high above your head and pulled taught with another rope across the surface. Metal cuffs were locked tight around each ankle, a spreader bar separating your legs as your ass lay close to the edge. You were wide open to the room, you could feel the cool air of the AC against the wetness of your cunt. 

Although you hate to admit it- this kind of thing always got you off. Even if it was relatively new to the relationship you and Toji had, BDSM wasn’t a topic you were clueless on. However, you were surprised that he would choose this position to pursue getting you pregnant in, though. 

“God… you look so fucking beautiful like that.” The older man says as he approaches you. 

You tilt your head up to see him, admiring him in his casual nighttime wear: a tight black shirt that stretches across his pectoral muscles, his biceps threatening to tear the thin fabric, and loose gray sweats. You look down to his crotch almost immediately, seeing his boner strain against the fabric.

He cracks a grin when he notices you staring, the scar across his lips striking in the dim lit room. Toji really had put his all into setting the scene for the two of you… gone was the romance, and in its place was something dark and dangerous. 

It made your nipples hard as you watched him come near your open legs. The fact that he was fully clothed while you were nude sent shivers throughout your whole body. His aura was naturally dominant, the confidence he brought to the bedroom always made you want to submit to him in response. Even now, at this moment, all you wanted him to do was use you as he saw fit. 

He stops just before you, standing between your spread eagle legs and looks down. His stare was like liquid flame- he took his time admiring each and every piece of exposed skin you presented to him. It made your cunt wet and desperate to be touched.

“Toji…” you sighed out. His name on your lips was the only thing you could think to say as you watched him fuck you with his eyes. 

God, you wanted- no, you needed him to touch you. It was as if you were fire and he was the water to put you out of your horny misery.  

Leaning over you, he places a large hand on the inside of your thigh. So close, yet far from the place you needed him most. His smile was malicious; he knew what he was doing.

“Tell me, what do you need, Princess?”

That nickname- the one he gave you when he found out how much younger you were compared to him. It always made your pussy throb when he used it, and right now he dropped the name as if it were a weapon. 

“I- I need you…” you manage to tell him. 

“What was that?” he taunts, holding a hand up to his ear to mock you. 

“I want you to fuck me!” You cry out, obviously fed up with his teasing games, your tone had gone cold... 

Toji didn’t like that. 

Nope, your brattiness took it one step too far, and you knew you were in deep shit by his silence. 

“Wait- I-I’m sorry Daddy! Please… I didn’t mean it!” 

His mouth twitched as you watched him turn away from you. Slowly, he walked over to your shared dresser, opening the top drawer and pulling something out. He turned around and made his way back, holding something in his hands. 

You look up to see what he had: two of your silk scarves. His smile was mean as the bells went off in your head, realizing what he was about to do.

“No- No please! I’ll be good, I promise!! Daddy please!” You cried out.  

You begged and begged him with no luck. Toji leaned down, securing the thicker of the two scarves over your mouth. He tied it tight behind your head, it wasn’t going to budge no matter how you attempted to move. 

“Nngh! Nngh!!!” You tried to talk to him, but your words were jumbled, making no sense. He took your voice away. 

But he wasn’t done, no… The older man had another scarf. 

Your eyes widened in panic with realization of where he was going to tie the second scarf.

The last thing you see is his wicked grin before your vision goes black. 

He took your voice and your eyesight… you couldn’t move and yet you’ve never been wetter than you were right now. 

Toji’s laugh fills the room- the deep sound echoing in the quiet space- it gives you goosebumps.

“That’s right, Princess… Tonight, you’re mine. I’m going to fill up this little cunt until it’s flowing out of you.” 

Calloused fingers rub your folds- finding your clit easily. Without warning, he rubs circles onto your little bud, making you cry out around the gag. You tried to move your body, but you were locked in place… you couldn’t move any of your limbs, couldn’t cry out for him to slow down- you can’t even see what he was doing to you. 

“Unnhhff!” 

It’s all you can manage to get out, he was rough with his hands, reaching out to massage the insides of your thighs with one while he rubs your cunt with the other. 

“Such a fucking slut for me, huh? Can you hear how wet your pussy is right now?” 

He pressed two fingers inside of you, curling them upwards towards your g-spot. You attempt to buck your hips up as he works your hole open with his digits. The noises were lewd- you could hear how wet you were from him toying with your body.  

“That’s right Princess, you’re so fucking tight!” He tells you, and you feel a sharp slap on the inside of your thigh.

“Ngh!” You cry out from the pain, and he hits you twice more.

Your inner thighs radiated pain, the fire only adding to the pleasure he was giving you as he worked you with his hands. 

He inserted another finger, you felt full… three fingers was too much, he stretched you wide open as he fucked you with his fingers. The way he was angled had his palm slapping against your clit.

Each flick of his wrist sent shivers up your spine- you could feel every movement of his hand. Your tits felt heavy, your body hot… you were close as you felt pressure building deep inside of you. 

Toji knew it by the way your pussy sucked him in- he imagined it was his cock instead of his hand as he thrusted his fingers into you. Your wet hole quivered around him, your tight walls gripping his fingers as your cunt leaked on his hand. 

“Fuck… look at you, making such a fucking mess… it’s so hot, Princess.”

His speed increased, the tips of his fingers reaching deep inside of you as he wiggled them just right. With one sharp slap against your clit, you cum blindly. 

You see stars in the darkness of your blindfold as you come undone. Your muffled screams accompany the squelching of your cunt as it squirts all over Toji’s hand. He fucks you through your orgasm, continuing to drive his fingers deep inside of you as if he was cleaning out your womb.

Your walls clamp down on him and you shiver with pleasure, his spits degrading words in your ear as you hold onto his voice with your mind. 

“God, you’re such a little slut, look at the mess you made Princess… you’re filthy.” 

You’d be red with embarrassment if you could focus- but Toji’s fingers weren’t stopping. 

You cry out- attempting to buck and get away from his touch as he continued finger fucking your cunt. It was too much- the overstimulation turning to pain as his hands didn't stop. 

“Oh- Oh no, Princess… Give me another, I know you can, you little slut. Fucking make a mess, you can do it- give it to me…” He growls out his words- watching the way your body twitched in pleasure from his touch. 

Your attempts at fighting him off were no good, the ropes on your wrists burned as you tried to move away from him. The driving force of his hand continues as he holds your hips down with his arm through it all. 

A second orgasm hits you like a bus. You scream as your tears are soaked up by the blindfold you wore. You cum hard once again on Toji’s fingers; you could feel the creaminess of your cunt as it spasmed from the onslaught. 

He watched you with a grin on his lips. Toji knew he was being unfair, over-stimming you to the point of not being able to think straight. But he didn’t give a fuck. He watched as liquid gushed from your cunt, looked on as it came out in waves and was sent flying by the flick of his wrist, still fucking your little hole through it all. 

It was a nasty mess, but he didn’t care… He loved to see you fucked dumb like this before you even took his cock. His shaft pulsed in his pants as he looked at your pussy, gloriously wet and perfectly prepped for his dick. 

You felt him pull his fingers out as you moaned from the loss of his touch… you didn't know what he was going to do next, so you could do nothing but wait in anticipation.

The room was silent- the only noise that could be heard was your heavy breaths as you attempted to rest before what came next. 

“Fuck- you look so good like this Princess. With your hole out for me and ready to use- you really like this don’t ya?”

His hand, still wet with your release, comes up to your breast, tweaking a nipple between his thumb and forefinger. You moan, arching your back into his touch. He moves his other hand up- squeezing and massaging your other tit. 

He laughs again, obviously loving the way he’s dragging this out. He loved teasing you, overstimulating you, making you cum and cum over and over again. But- he also loved to make you wait. 

He stops suddenly.

Toji removes all touch, standing from where he must’ve been hovering over you. 

It wasn’t for long, though. Because suddenly you felt him begin to press into you. Lifting your legs up by the spreader bar, he held you wide open for his taking. 

The older man wasn’t small by any means. He had a massive body with a cock to match. To say the lease, he was fucking huge. 

You felt him enter you, feeding his cock into your cunt one inch at a time. Your cunt stretched around his girth as he forced your body to take him. Each time you had sex, it felt like it was going rip you apart, you’ve always had to readjust to his size no matter how much you did it.

This time was no different- your pussy, already very wet, opened up for Toji as it accepted each and every inch he had. He grunted, feeling the tightness of your walls squeeze around him until finally, he was completely seated inside of you. His base met your opening- stretching you wide open around him. 

“Fuuuck me Princess, you’re so goddamn tight baby…” 

He pulled out, gripping the bar between your legs tight, before slamming back into you. 

Toji set a brutal pace, pounding into your wet cunt with crazed fervor. You cried through your makeshift gag, mumbled sounds that were attempts at words echoed in the room.

He looked down as he thrusted inside of you, watching the way he disappeared into your pussy with each movement. 

“Ahh, that’s it baby… you’re taking me so well, such a good fucking girl…” he tells you, praising the way you’re able to take his entire cock. 

It made you feel impossibly full- you were stretched to your limits by Toji, and each thrust brought his cockhead straight to your womb. The pain and pleasure melted together, your restraints were pulled tight as the older man continued his onslaught on your much smaller body. 

“Mmm…. Nghh!!!” 

You felt your body seize up, preparing for yet another orgasm. You realized he noticed the way you clamped down on him as a thumb found its way to your swollen clit. You arch your back into his touch, it feels hot on your body like a brand. 

Your third orgasm of the night hits you hard as your body convulses off the bench, you scream behind the scarf as Toji never once lets up on his pace.

He continues to pound into you through your pleasure, using the way your cunt clamps down on him to bring forward his own orgasm. 

You hear his grunts alongside the way his hips meet yours with every thrust- your legs hurt from being suspended for so long, your arms numb from the restraints. Heavy balls slapped against your asshole with each thrust and Toji’s moans filled the room as he thought about filling you with his seed. 

With a final grunt, you feel him bury his cock deep inside of you, pushing himself as far as he would go. Hot, thick cum poured into your womb, coating the entirety of your insides with the sticky substance. 

“Fuck yes…” he groaned, lightly pumping his shaft into you, “fuuuck, take my cum, Princess, make me a daddy…” 

You realized what he was doing immediately. He was going to give you his all to ensure his seed stuck, including fucking his cum as far as it would go into your pussy. The man was in a lust-filled craze and you could do nothing but take it as he rammed himself into you. 

After what seemed to be a few minutes of him seated in you, you felt him remove himself. You cried out from the sensitivity, hissing as you immediately felt his warm hands on your cunt. 

He used two fingers to spread your lower lips apart, you could feel the way Toji’s seed seeped from your hole. No doubt, he was watching as it poured onto the floor… he pumped you so full that it was impossible you could keep it all in. 

You felt him grip your ankle, encircling it with a strong hand as he removed a cuff. He massaged the sore area, no doubt now bruised. Doing the same with the other leg, he finally let you put your legs down.

The soreness was settling it, you were still sensitive from your previous orgasms and was glad it was all over. 

He removed your blindfold first, watching you blink to readjust to the light. 

You centered on his lips, watching him grin down at you… the way that scar cracked across his mouth as you looked up at him. God, this man was so fucking hot. 

Finally, he untied your gag. It took a moment for you to find your voice, but once you did you had something to say. 

“That was… really good.” You softly smile up at him, obviously still in a fucked- out state of mind. 

He chuckled in agreement, his hands cupping your face as he bent down. His mouth met yours in a hard kiss. His hot tongue poking its way in, encircling your own in a wet and messy embrace. You moaned into his mouth, loving the way that he was so dominant with just a kiss. As he pulls away, you look up and smile at him, expecting him to reach up and untie your wrists next. 

Oh were you so wrong. 

Instead, Toji stands up from your body, his gaze turning dark. 

“You didn’t think I was done, did ya Princess?”

Your stomach dropped at his words. 

This man had the stamina of a bull. A normal man would need time to recover, but not Toji… no… you looked down and saw it. 

His cock stood hard and proud, ready to fulfill the man’s desires once more. 

Strong hands encircled your hips, his thumbs digging into the softness of your body as he easily lifted you up and flipped you around, pulling you towards him so that your feet touched the ground below. 

With your hands still bound, you were now bent over the large bench with your ass presented in the direction of your tormentor.

“Toji…” you cried out, feeling his hot touch massage your backside. “Please, no more…”

Slap

His hand came down hard on your ass cheek, making you squeal out. 

“I told you I was going to fuck a baby into you Princess, and I intend to do just that.”

Slap slap slap

You cry out- each spank sends white hot heat to your core. Your sensitivity was high and he seemed to be taking advantage of that. 

Two large fingers plunge into your cunt, making you jolt forward from the surprise. You moan as he uses the pads of his fingers to massage your inner walls, feeling the wetness of his essence mixed with yours. The combined stickiness was just right- you won’t need any lube to take him again. 

He pulls his fingers out, spanking your ass with his wet hand one more time. 

“Mm fuck baby, you’re still so fucking tight… I can’t wait any longer.”

You feel him line up with your entrance and he once again sinks into your tight heat. 

You feel the plunge of his impossibly thick cock as it stretches your hole out around him again. He doesn’t give you time to adjust- immediately setting his brutal pace as he holds your hips down in a strong grip. 

He pounded into you from behind, your full cunt squelching around his shaft as it accommodates his body into yours. You feel yourself leak out his previous load as he fucks himself in you. 

“Such a little slutty cunt, agh- fuck!” He growls, his hands gripping your hips hard. 

He watched as he fucks himself into the fat of your ass, seeing himself disappear into you with each thrust. Toji’s mind was reeling- he felt like an animal in heat as he bucked into your waiting cunt.

Your restraints were pulled tight as he used your body like a cocksleeve, carving your womb into the shape of his dick. The rope he used dug even deeper into your wrists, you could see how irritated your skin was. 

The bite of the rope was nothing as you focused on the pleasure Toji gave you. He rutted you like a sex-crazed savage, dirty words fell from his mouth as he sent delicious tingles throughout your entire body.

“That’s it, pretty girl- you look so fucking good taking my cock. You’re gonna make me a daddy, right? Gonna let me fuck a baby into this tight little cunt?” 

He dips a hand between your legs to play with your clit, making you panic once more. 

You couldn’t handle another orgasm tonight- it was too much and you were too sensitive.

“No!!” You cry out, thrashing under his touch. “It’s too much… I can’t…” 

“Oh you can, Princess.” 

He commanded it as if it were fact. He rubbed your raw clit slowly, matching his deep thrusts into your darkest places. 

Your eyes roll back as he sends you over one last time. Although it was weak, it felt just as good as the last three. Your vision goes white as he releases his pressure on your clit, focusing on fucking you through it.

“See baby? You can… you did so well,” he tells you through hard thrusts. “Are you ready for your reward?”

He was teasing you, you realize- but you were too fucked out to care.

You muster up the last of your energy to give the only answer you could say.

“Ynngh-“

He laughs at your state, loving the way you submitted your body to him so willingly. He violated your hole with his thick cock, pounding your poor messed up pussy into oblivion as he felt himself coming undone once more. 

“Heh, that’s the only answer I needed Princess…” 

He pounds into you one last time, adding another load into your womb as he cums hard.

You hear him growl as he unloads himself, his seed thick inside you as he empties his balls in attempt at fucking you up. 

Your cries echoed; you have no choice but to take it. He fills you up, the delicious heat of his seed painting your inner walls... You loved it- loved that he filled you past the point of comfort, loved that he kept himself seated deep within you to ensure it stuck, and loved the way he lightly pumped his hips- forcing his finish into your darkest parts. 

Toji admired the way you were able to take all of him as he was- he appreciated that you accepted him and how he tended to be in the bedroom. He reached out, brushing his fingers down the span of your back as you arch into his now-delicate touch. He runs his fingers through your hair, petting you as if to say thank you. 

Leaving himself buried in your cunt, he reaches up and around your body to release your wrists from the restraints. 

You immediately lower your arms to your sides, enjoying the sweet relief from the temporary discomfort. Toji felt hot behind you as he bent over your body.

Light kisses decorated your back and shoulder- the older man tended to be quite the lover once he’s had his fill. 

Finally, he pulls out of you and sighs as you feel his load fall from your open pussy. 

You were both a mess. Covered in sweat, spit, and cum- he reaches around you and helps you stand up. Toji uses his body as your crutch, and you turn towards the master bathroom to clean yourself up. 

A strong grip on your sore wrist stops you. 

You crane your neck up to look at him, silently asking him what was up. 

“You didn’t think we were finished yet, did you?” He asks, a wicked smile adorning his face.

“What do you mea-“ You started, but he cut you off immediately.

“I’m fucking a baby into you tonight, Princess- now go lay on the bed with your ass up.”

He spanks you again- sending you in the direction of the large bed in the center of the room. 

at least that’s what you would have said. your head turns, eyes zoning in on the tall man, unmoving as he held two matte black focus pads in his hands. no matter how hard the trainee punched he didn’t budge. not once.

“sure is.” you roll your eyes.

-

“be nice okay, they’re lovely and i don’t want them getting the wrong impression of you.” you didn’t appreciate your mum speaking so lowly of you. you loved her, sure. but right now you wanted to do nothing more than throw a tantrum.

it wasn’t like you went and fucked another man, got married and abandoned your old life for flashy cars and fake smiles. bitch.

three knocks on the door and the wood was swung open. a young boy with thick, black, unruly hair stood, looking…bored? great, another moron.

you rolled your eyes, wanting to gouge them out at your mums sickly sweet, completely inorganic, voice.

“fushi!” she beams, arms wide as she wraps him in a one sided hug.

“where’s your father, darling?” like he sensed her presence, a tall shadow came from the room directly in front of you, which you presumed to be the living room, kitchen even.

you had to admit, even you were a little surprised.

how did she bag that?

“baby!” your mother said, voices a hundred octaves higher. gross.

the man was tall, really fucking tall. six two maybe? taller even.

he was big, big shoulders, big hands, big smile. his top did nothing to hide his taught waist, the slim frame of it clearly sporting many muscles. not that you cared, his soon to be daughter.

your mum draped round him like some sort of bimbo accessory. the boy next to you scoffed. as much as you hated to admit it, your attitude to this situation was like his, as much as you whined and protested, the prospect of a new mother made your eyes twinkle, dimly, but there none the less.

“you must be y/n,” the man grinned, eyes wide, he looked like he genuinely was excited to meet you. he was still fucking intimidating.

your heart was hammering against your chest, you had grown annoyed at your body for being excited at the fact you were going to have a father figure, a new friend.

“i’m toji.” you shuffled on your feet a few times. you only mumbled in response, flustered; pinning it on the aspect of having a new entire family, not the tall man in front of you.

you could feel your mums anger when you didn’t speak, her mouth opening to scold you.

squeezing her sides, his voice in a low murmur, toji told your mum to lay off you, well not those exact words but along those lines. your eyes snapped up to the person towering over you. he was…defending you? tch, probably to win you over. you couldn’t help the small smile the crept on your face. you had to lower your head so your curls draped in front of your face.

“pleasure meeting you y/n.” he winked at you light-heartedly, his voice soft and warm and everything and more. your heart was only beating from nerves. that’s all.

“this is my little boy,” he pulled the lanky boy into his side, enjoying his groan at the teasing name. even you cracked a smile.

“say hi fushi.” he mocked your mums previous name with friendly intentions.

the boy kicks his feet, strands of hair covering his face like your own as he said a small mutter of his name. god you were both as bad as each other.

“what do you say back?” your mum said, trying to not lose her patience at you. it was like you were five all over again.

“y/n.” was all you gave. toji squeezes your mum to his side, nodding his head for you all to go to the dining room, the fumes of cooked food enticing you.

“cute name for a cute girl.” you blinked up at him, his back turned to you. whatever.

-

you still couldn’t believe you had been dragged out of bed to watch your dad train some sweaty balls of muscle.

over the course for these past months you had gotten more comfortable, surprisingly megumi had become your best friend. you were inseparable.

that’s when the name started to appear. habit learnt from fushiguro.

“daddy likes showing off.” you said, eyes still on your father. the man probably came in his pants right then and there. old fuck.

before you could tease with him any more, proving his misogynistic stereotype of you true, your name was called.

grabbing a ice-cold bottle of water from he fridge, you walk towards the ring.

“i’m not going to keep handing you stuff if you kill the guy.” you joke, earning a grin from toji, who doesn’t miss the way you tug at your short skirt, shuffling. toji still intimidated you, the drops of sweat falling down strands of his hair enticed you. your father was fucking beautiful.

as he was about to speak, the panting man behind him spoke. his face wasn’t that flushed from the exercise, you could tell that much. creep.

“she yours?” toji nods his head up at you, signalling for you to climb the ring, pulling you into his side when you were up on the slightly bouncy ring.

“of course, why else would she be such a good girl, helping her dad like this.” he let go of you, to unscrew the cap of water, handing it to the blonde.

“she’s the best.” your eyes were wild, barley registering the amount of praise thrown your way. not giving you time to process how toji grows territorial, glaring at the man that was eye fucking his princess moments prior.

his gaze falls back to your outfit; the usual short skirt, small socks and long sleeve black shirt, tucked in, tight enough the outline of your bra be visible. you loved your skirts.

he knew you were bored, knew how much you hated being dragged out the house. mum’s orders though, kid.

“how about a deal?” your ears perk up at his voice, low and soothing as he rubbed your back, comforting you. a deal?

“a deal?”

“mhm, a deal.”

“okay, shoot.” you smiled, not noticing the way your dad presses your body closer to his.

“if you carry on being this good, we can go get burgers,” the idea of juicy red meat appeased your senses, not nearly as much as quality time with daddy.

“just don’t tell your mother.”

-

by the time you’re home, all the lights are off.

you knew it was late, but just how late.

although it was night, the penthouse was boiling hot and you were wide awake.

taking off his coat, slicking back his wild, black hair with one hand, toji made his way to the kitchen, glass walls showing off flickering stars and a still silence.

everyone must be in bed.

the clinking of glass jolted you from your thoughts as you kicked off your trainers, feet softly thumping as you followed after your dad.

the artificial fire flickers under the tv, the soft light emitting a gentle glow. toji stood in the kitchen, pouring red wine into a large glass without a care in the world.

watching him made your realised how assured he was, how good he was to you.

how sure he was of his looks, charm and money. he was so fucking humble it irked you. you were a poison apple amongst a basket of berries. i mean you had it panned out in your head, him being nasty, cruel, evil. you were the nasty one.

“daddy?” you whisper. you gauge in on his reaction, fists balling up your skirt at the name you never used prior to now. the soft glug of wine continues, the only thing assuring he heard you being the small curl of his top lip.

he continues to ignore you.

his top is too tight, probably too suffocating, you didn’t know why he wore them. you didn’t complain.

after the glass is almost half full, the man makes his way to the living room, sitting on a coach. the fire flickers in his eyes, his features partly shadowed. how did your mum marry him?

it annoyed you really. why did mummy love him like she did late at night, when you and fugi were asleep. shouldn’t that be daddy’s best girl making him feel that good? shouldn’t that be you?

“sit.” realising he was talking to you, you made your way to the seat he was on, getting ready to rest on the arm chair. looking up at you, he smiled, shaking his head, finger pointing at the floor.

what were you a dog?

rolling your eyes, you sit on the floor, looking up at him as he sipped the alcoholic beverage. his eyes drift to you, glancing at your frame.

you were nothing like your mother; short, curvier, softer skin, a virgin. the last part was hit or miss.

your eyes skim over the wine glass, tongue wanting to dart out and seal a sip. sensing your curiosity he tilts the glass your way.

“wanna try?” nodding your head, you get up on your knees, only for his foot to push you back down.

“dogs don’t stand,” he jokes, foot on your lap, then tilting your head up by your chin.

“now be a good puppy and beg” you felt warm, confused but extremely…no not aroused. how could you be? he was joking, this is what dads do right? you just never had the presence of one in our life just like you weren’t used to these dad jokes…right?

rolling your eyes, you mimic a dog, intentions pure.

toji watches you, your hands balled up to look like paws, tongue lolling out.

“hmm,” his foot lifts from you and he pats his lap which you sit on a little too eagerly. it was weird; you were short, sure, but you weren’t slim, so why did you feel so fucking tiny on your dads lap?

he takes a sip while you’re lost in your thoughts, the feeling of a hand turning your hand breaks you from your reverie.

without warning warm lips capture yours, red liquid drizzling down the sides, pooling on your chin, threatening to drip down your chin.

you’re stunned. too stunned to tell him his tongue should be lapping up the red rivulets on your neck.

“more?” you don’t answer, he doesn’t expect you to, and before you know it, you’re fully straddling him, larger hands in your hair on your hip. all of him too much yet not enough.

“daddy?” he growls, pushing you into himself further. you feel it, you feel him.

“you want to be daddy’s favourite right?” you nod eagerly, stomach fluttering at the chance to be truly be his best.

is this it? the fatherly love everyone talks about.

it has to be.

“then tell daddy you love him.”

-

“megumi, i swear to fuck.” it’d be a lie if you said you didn’t speak about last week, if you didn’t bring it up, if he apologised.

toji had said he knew your antics, how you wore those short skirts, tiny socks, always hovered round him, stared at him. you didn’t deny it, didn’t deny how much you wanted, no, needed his attention.

and he gave it to you, every single night; with his fingers, tongue, cock.

you were just being a good daughter, his good daughter.

megumi continues flicking you with water, wet hands now in your grasp as you wrestle him, laughing.

“oi,” a deep voice sounds trough the room. his voice.

“someone sat the door for you, says she wants to talk.” he’s teasing, although his face remains blank. megumi grumbles, walking over, pretending his face isn’t blazing red.

“tell your little girlfriend i said hi.” you tease alongside, earning a middle finger.

toji watches you, waiting till his son leaves, before you resume washing up. it’s late, surprising you a girl would come for your brother at this hour, although now you think about it, think bout how thin your walls were, were you really that surprised?

“no boys coming for you?” you almost drop the glass in your hand, his voice catching you of guard. it always did. laughing off his question, your eyes stay put on the glass, watching the sun descend.

“would you allow that.” you whisper, a statement, knowing his reaction. warmth from behind tells you he’s behind you. the hardness tells you he wants you.

“don’t want your daddy sad do you?” you smile. daddy treated you so well these days, he bought you loads, spoilt you, coddled you, taught you how to feel like a princess. of course you don’t.

“you know what your mother said,” his voice was by your ear, breath blowing stray curls which tickled the sensitive skin there.

“she said you’re so well behaved these days.” he nips the top of you ear, near the piercing you had done yourself.

“why is that y/n”? his hands trail down your frame, resting on the skin of your tummy.

“because i’m a good girl,” you smile, turning round, hands draped around his neck.

“you’re whose good girl?” he was teasing now, the scar above his lip jerking with his smirk.