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[munchi-afterhours]

weekend movie ; toji x reader

—welcome to this extremely shitty smut i ‘wrote’ half functioning at 11 & 2 AM.

pairing ☕️: [jjk’s] toji fushiguro + unnamed, basically anonymous besides like two details black woman.

genre ☕️: [18+] friends w benefits? i have no idea y’all. no thoughts, just horny when writing this.

words ☕️: 889

summary ☕️: toji and a ‘lover’ of his enjoy their weekend, he records to enjoy it over again later.

warnings ☕️: barely any plot. just [‘rough’] sex. it’s recorded.

pet names. minuscule praise. no mentions of anyone else significant. no alcohol consumption; hints of ’intoxication’ though, from the oui’d. unprotected sex, no pulling out. teasing. this entire thing she’s overstimulated [& crying from the pleasure of it all].

i’ll eventually rewrite this, cause y’all deserve better.

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‘i wish they’d stop ruining my weekends.’

toji’s work phone had been ringing constantly, for the past 30 minutes. the voicemails left behind after each call played automatically, but the one currently playing was no different than the others. it was overly long, filled with a worker's monotone voice droning on and on, agitating his spirit.

it was ignored. drowned out by the sounds echoing through the overly large yet severely under decorated bedroom of his.

the sounds of toji and his— lover, if you could really call her that.

toji himself was too busy making sure the ‘petite’ brown-skinned woman folded under him could be seen completely in frame on his new phone to care about his job and whatever they were talking about.

the burly man was smiling big; a large, crooked grin right in her face as he fucked her up into the headboard, holding her hands against his stomach with his own free hand so she couldn’t start running from him.

“you look so pretty, baby.”

she gave him a slightly fucked out smile. her soft and low brown eyes, glossy and clouded from the dream-like state she was in. she was high off herself and the man just from how long they had been going, how many times he made her come undone— untouched.

“so fucking perfect.”

he stared down at her with almost the same look, eyes low and red from whatever he smoked beforehand. almost every muscle in his torso flexed while he started to slow down and give her deep, messy strokes. nothing could stop him from enjoying the way she gushed all over the already messed up sheets, drenching them further just like she had him damn near swimming.

even though he was going slow it was pushing her closer and closer to her high, making her stomach feel heavy as she felt him deep. with each thrust she felt the drag of him against her walls; the way his tip deliciously stretched her the deeper he slid in, the prominent veins brushing against her sweet spots. every time he leaned a little more of his weight forward he slid deeper, reminding her to hold her legs back and making her cry out loudly.

as expected from anyone in her position— after a while she couldn’t take it. the feeling of straight electricity shot through her body as she suddenly let her legs fall and violently arched her back, squirting all over his torso and pulling him completely in with her thighs locked around his hips. toji found it amusing. snickering and taking multiple stills in the middle of recording, basking in the way she just cried louder and harder with the increasing waves of pleasure. electricity went down his spine at the sound of her back cracking from how deeply she arched up off the bed for him. the way she spasmed and clamped around him sent him into a little moment of his own.

though she loved it, and would even pose on a good day.. ignoring the flash of the camera despite his cooing to ‘look,’ groaning and slightly sped up thrusts was all she could do when it felt like her soul was hovering 4 ft above the bed.

listening to her own whimpers and his voice brought her down, the woman rapidly blinking away the pure white clouding her vision and fuzzy feeling in her head as her thighs trembled.

despite his teasing, the man couldn’t even hold his phone, let alone keep it steady as hard as he tried to. eventually he dropped it and leaned over her completely, hands beside her head as he moaned and panted in her ear, kissing up the side of her neck. for a while they just laid like that. the man stayed trapped between her thick thighs, covering her in kisses and massaging her hips and thighs as they loosened around his own.

“you okay mama?”

“m—“ she started but corrected herself, and he could feel her walls pulse just from whatever thought she had.

“yes sir.”

“can you go again?”

—

it took two seconds.. and he was sitting upright again, drilling into her as he pleased. one hand on the headboard, not only to steady himself but to keep it from banging against the wall [it didn’t work.] ; and the other wrapped around the back of her neck, which was so thin his fingers almost closed around it as he forced her to sit up and watch herself get fucked, just how he liked it.

he never stopped, his hips never faltered and he never looked away from her eyes. not even to manhandle her so she was sitting up further, and their foreheads were touching while he played with her; completely forgetting about protecting the headboard and the wall behind it.

he stuffed his fingers in her mouth to keep her from being so loud, and he basked in her crying still, the redness of her cheeks, nose and lips, the drool and even the cream that was leaking down his length and thighs.

all of that and the way he simply looked at her and growled something under his breath sent the girl into a fit again, gasping for air as he fucked her through her orgasm for [what felt like] the thousandth time.

[munchi-afterhours]

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[munchi-afterhours]

quickie ; kai x reader

pairing ☕️ : exo's kai + older, black female reader

genre ☕️ : [18+] friends|coworkers with benefits + no angst + smut

words ☕️ : 726 [this is just a little test run, go easy on me]

summary ☕️ : kai is a star, who falls in lust at first sight with a foreign stylist. they become close, very close.

warnings ☕️ : not much plot, besides kai f*ckin.

no mentions of anyone else significant, no alcohol consumption, angst, etc.

— small age gap with an older woman, ages not specified exactly + rough-ish [barely] & unprotected mirror sex + sex in a public place + STRONG pullout game + they almost [??] get caught + playful teasing + slight stimulation + mentions of crying [from pleasure].

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kai still remembers the first time he saw his noona.

at first glance, before he even went on stage, he thought she was one of his regular stylist. but at second glance, which just so happened to be when kai was fresh off stage and… frustrated in more ways than one; he noticed she was a pretty foreign woman he’d never seen before. compared to the other women she stood out like a sore thumb— in a good way. the first thing he noticed, given the woman had her back turned was how curvy she was. 

so curvy the entire 5 minutes he was supposed to be getting undressed and wiping his messy makeup off, he was staring at her. 

“jongin? are you okay? can you hear me?” 

kai snapped out of his trance almost immediately, finding it hard to look away as he nodded and started rushing to get himself together. 

“you’re a mess! Y/N, his slacks ripped, can you fix them in time?”

“i got it!”

‘Y/N..’

the man was even more starstruck when she spun around; the woman tied her hair like she was purposely flaunting her figure. she was short, compared to his 6ft frame; her skin was a soft amber tone, her eyes were dark, and shining under all the lights in the room just like her plump glossed lips. even though her hair was now in a ponytail it brushed her back. 

he wanted to pull it.

‘oh wow..’ 

“are you okay? don’t move too much, I don’t wanna to prick you.”

kai nodded and allowed her to help, not moving his leg so she could see the large rip that went from his inner thigh.

‘oh god.’

she crouched beside his legs and began quickly sewing it up.. to his luck, not noticing the problem in his pants that she only made worse looking up at him, and smiling.

“you did really good out there, keep going!”

it’s not like he wasn’t used to hearing it; but hearing it from her made his heart and stomach flutter.

☕️

that was the first time, and of course not the last. he spent a whole summer with the older woman. from award shows, to fan-meets to mini group vacations, they spent probably the most time together since kai wanted to ‘get to know her.’  

“noona~”

now, they knew each other a little too well; too well to be just ‘coworkers.’

“look at me,” the man cooed in her ear, looking at her through the vanity mirror in the overly extravagant back room of an award show. 

he had her bent over the vanity itself with a tight grip on her hips, the makeup clacking and jumping on the surface with each thrust, some even falling off when he started to go a little too hard and slam the back of the mirror against the wall. 

Y/N tried her best to save the makeup as she huffed out into her arm, trying not to make a sound and staring at him through the mirror. desperately gripping at the side of the shaking vanity with her free hand, she let out a loud cry when he pulled her hand away from her mouth and moved it down with his own to rub at her sensitive bud, matching the same pace as his harsh thrusts. 

“kai-!” her entire body began trembling as he smacked right against her sweet spot, never letting up, purposely angling and rolling his hips to hit it again and again as she continued failing to suppress all the moans and cries he ripped out of her.

“shh.” he let go of her hip and covered her mouth instead, not wanting them to get caught as he heard footsteps in the hallway. still rubbing at her bud as they both grew closer to their climax, his hips began to falter the slightest bit, both of them going weak in the knees.

“kai.. k—“ the woman’s muffled warning did nothing, her knees buckling as she came around him and he moved quickly to hold her up, enjoying the weak cries of pleasure as her body trembled worse than before, feeling like she was on cloud 9. 

“shit,” he hissed, pulling out quickly and making a mess on his own pants as somebody knocked.

“5 more minutes, i’m doing his makeup!”