#toji zenin smut

[nova-amor]

fushiguro toji has a mild obsession with your breasts. well, mild would be sort of an understatement— he’s completely obsessed with your breasts but happens to have enough self-control to not paw at them every second of the day. however, that doesn’t mean his emerald eyes won’t wander down the valley of your cleavage every now and again while you’re out in public.

he has a bad habit of fondling your chest when you’re at home though. in between cuddles, while you’re both scrolling endlessly through your social media feeds, toji will lean over and peel down the thin fabric of your tank top, your full breasts easily spilling out into his rough grasps. after so many failed attempts to shoo him away, you’ve learned to just roll with the tide and let him do as he pleases.

without hesitation, toji’s warm mouth inhales the entirety of your areolas, his hot tongue lapping and swirling around your puffy nipples. he delightfully hums at the simple taste of you on his tongue, his half-lidded eyes peering up at you as you continue to aimlessly toy with your phone. you glance down at him for a second, your lips curling into a smug smirk as he leaves sloppy kisses and slobbering bites all over the swell of your breasts.

“you enjoying yourself?” you tease as you turn your attention back to your phone. toji rolls his eyes in return, flushed lips remaining latched to your tits, the mumble of a “shut up” muffled against your skin.

[meiieiri]

𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐥𝐞 ! [toji fushiguro]

synopsis: in which toji notices how you color-code your outfit every time you see each other…and promptly makes a game out of it in hopes it will cure his gambling addiction.

pairing: toji fushiguro x f!reader | song inspo: colors | outfit inspos | hidden inventory: the lost tapes series masterlist

warnings: 18+, suggestive themes at the end (explicit sex, fingering, mentions of masturbation), but otherwise, just a fluffy/semi-angst/semi-crack scenario of a lovestruck toji trying to cure his gambling addiction~~

Chewing on his pen, Toji’s fangs were beginning to hurt as he stares at the blank face of a random receipt he found in his mostly empty wallet. He seems to be deep in thought, he almost looks like he’s trying his best to crack a mathematical mystery except…he doesn’t give a shit about math and the only mystery he seems to be interested in cracking is…

“Hey, I’m sorry I’m late!”

“Fuck.”

There you were in all your radiant magnificence eagerly waving to him from the university gates with your signature gummy smile he’s grown to love so much. You looked so beautiful and happy today…and you were wearing purple. A purple floral wrap dress. He was so sure you were gonna be wearing pink today Toji crosses out today’s date and the word: pink next to it with a frustrated “X”.

And in case anyone was wondering, this little guess-the-color-his-girlfriend-is-wearing-today game is something he came up with on a whim one day while waiting to pick you up after class. Of all the misfortune that has befallen him in his life, he has to thank the Zenin clan for one thing: sparing him the trouble of having to sit through an entire day of brain-frying university lectures about Kant’s second law of physics.

He hurriedly buries the receipt in his back pocket as he crosses the street, closing the twenty-five meter gap between the two of you. Pressing his lips against yours, Toji hums appreciatively when he tastes his favorite strawberry-flavored lip tint on your Cupid’s bow. You giggle as you nuzzle his nose when he pulls away, your hot breaths against one another’s lips providing a sense of comfort to you both. “What were you saying a while ago?”

“Ah, nothing.” Toji places a protective hand around your waist as the two of you walk to the nearby park for your and his usual after class/work stroll. “Just the usual profanity.”

Your lips curl into a soft pout at the thought of your boyfriend being upset about something. “Why?”

“Nothing babe,” he presses a soft kiss to your temple, his arm coming to rest on your shoulders. “Just lost at the boat races again,” he easily comes up with a white lie — a white lie that is bound to make you sad. He knows how upset you get when he relapses into his gambling addiction which, in his defense, he really is trying to quit for his and your — mostly your — sake. “Ah, I’ll do better, squirt. ‘m sorry.”

“Please?” you plead with him softly to which he nods, softly pinching your cheek in a silent promise to try to limit his gambling to…

…Getting tomorrow’s color right.

The next day, Toji spends about fifteen minutes in the shower trying to figure out what color you’d be wearing today. He’s already ruled out the possibility of you wearing black since it’s thirty degrees outside today, but with your extensive wardrobe, crossing out one color from the list is hardly enough to narrow it down. He’s never felt like this with boat races before since he has this natural tendency to just pick the boat with the most stable engine.

Ah, who was he kidding? He’ll just have to guess…and hope for the best, he steps out of the shower a few minutes of deliberation later.

After putting on a black shirt, he looks at his makeshift gambling ticket on the kitchenette counter with an angry look on his face. “Red. It has to be red.” He jots it down next to today’s date in red ink as if to manifest you’ll wear your off-shoulder red top today and those black trousers you bought from that thrift store in Harajuku last week.

Suddenly, a knock rips through the silence of his apartment and he goes to immediately answer the door. Toji clasps his hand around the doorknob for a bit, somehow still intent on delaying the inevitable. “Toji? The bags are getting kinda heavy,” you sheepishly called from the other side of the door and your boyfriend instantly snaps out of it. He swings the door open a little too aggressively that it makes you jump a bit when you hear the ear-splitting screech of the hinges nearly coming off the door. “Ah…hi, babe?”

You don’t know what to make of Toji’s face.

It’s like he’s feeling an odd mix of emotions all piled into one that they somehow cancelled each other out and now, he’s…staring at you…blankly. You have to admit, it looks a little funny. It’s not his usual stoic expression, it’s just pure…nothingness…like he caught a glimpse of the void or something and he can’t peel his eyes away from it.

“Can I come in—?”

“—Hi.”

“Eh?”

You burst out laughing at his delayed response. It’s like your boyfriend buffered for a full minute there which is so unlike him, considering he’s always so smoothly unbothered and suave in his demeanor. Toji scowls when you place a hand over his forehead. “You feeling okay?”

Toji gently shrugs your hand away, nodding absentmindedly. “Fine.” That sounded awfully peachy but you didn’t mind, Toji’s normally so awkward anyway, unbeknownst to most. In the eyes of those who don’t know him, Toji’s image is nothing short of a big, bad delinquent, but in your eyes, you mostly associate him with a typical house cat — quiet and snooty in every regard but actually genuinely affectionate. “Oh, let me help you with those.” He crouches down to help you with the groceries, sneakily stealing a kiss from you as you remove your shoes at the genkan before stepping into the living room.

Toji watches as you bound over to his apartment’s balcony, searching for the stray cat that normally drops by in the afternoon, with a grimace on his face.

“Of course she’s wearing beige,” he grumbles under his breath. Again, he crosses out today’s entry a little more forcefully this time.

At the balcony, you find Toji’s pet emeritus lounging away at the foot of the laundry rack. “Oh, there you are!” You crouch down and pet the white cat whom Toji affectionately refers to as ‘Yuki’ when he thinks you aren’t listening in whenever he feeds it after dinner. “You look like you could use a warm bath, come on!” You gently pick up the little creature and bring her inside. “Toji, I found Yuki~!”

You stop in your tracks when you see Toji with his forehead pressed to the cold marble counter causing you to instinctively place a comfort hand on his upper back to placate him while Yuki climbs atop the counter. At the familiarness of your touch, Toji, who looks like he’s still upset over some unknown thing he won’t tell you, rights his posture. What’s a man gotta do to get a winning streak around here?

“Hey, maybe you should lie down…”

“…I’m okay,” Toji half-whimpers, defeated, gaping at Yuki as she licks her paw contentedly. “Huh. You brought the fleabag in here?”

Somehow offended by that, Yuki violently hisses at him.

Okay, something is seriously wrong with Toji.

You just came out from using the washroom to see Toji on the kotatsu agitatedly scribbling on a piece of paper that doesn’t exactly look like a betting stub. You surmised it would have been something like that since Toji doesn’t normally get angry over anything except losing money on bets, but you are thoroughly surprised and comforted to see that wasn’t the case this time around. You sit down next to him, pulling your big baby into an embrace.

“My poor baby,” you teased amid Toji’s obvious misery. “Wanna tell me what’s wrong?” you smiled softly when he playfully pushes you down onto the tatami mats, all his weight pinning you down, his hand easily overwhelming yours as he pins them above your head. You try to squirm away from him, laughing when his other hand secures your hip to the floor, rendering you unable to struggle against him. Then, he lowers his lips close to your ear, his warm breath sending goosebumps to appear all over your skin, he sighs, falling slack at the crook of your neck.

Toji hates this, he probably looks like a kicked dog right now.

Today’s bet was yellow but when you opened the door to your apartment, you were wearing a mint green sweater over your cream relaxed fit ankle pants.

“Why can’t I do it? Why can’t I just win for once?” Toji’s voice is muffled as he buries his face in your shoulder. Instantly, you feel a pit form in your stomach. You’ve heard this before. You slowly push him off of you, your disappointment palpable in the way you utter your next words.

“Toji, you’ve been…gambling again, haven’t you? Baby, we talked about this.”

Your lover steadies the movements of his chest, feeling the need to defend himself. He wasn’t gambling, quite the contrary really, the thought of wandering over to the horse races hasn’t crossed his mind since he started this harmless little game. But Rome wasn’t built in a day, and every so often, he relapses into these undertones of his gambling addiction particularly the crippling desire to win at least once, to guess just one daily color scheme right.

And he’ll let it go. He swears he’ll let it go.

“I know, but really, babe, I’m not—“

“—Really? Then, what’s this?” You shakily point to the folded up piece of paper on the kotatsu. He has to pinch himself to hold in his laughter when he sees just how cutely distressed you are over an unassuming crepe stall receipt. “Don’t you start laughing now!” You swat his arm.

“I’m not laughing, you brat!” Toji purses his lips together, thoroughly enamored by you right now. “You’re worrying over nothing, Y/N. Trust me.”

You crossed your arms over your chest, pushing Toji’s face away when he tries to kiss you. You cheeky little brat. “But you’re acting so weird though…” You poke him relentlessly on the cheek to get him to come clean, and you dodge whenever he tries to playfully catch your index finger with his teeth. “Just tell me.”

“Nope.”

You climb onto his lap, hugging him.

“Please.”

A kiss is a good bribe right?

“Uh-uh.”

He returns the kiss with a loud smooch!

“I’ll break up with you.”

You whine when he flicks your forehead, leaving an obvious red mark on it.

“You won’t.”

Your little back and forth is interrupted by the sound of the doorbell ringing. Sighing, you finally let go of him. Looks like he isn’t going to budge. Toji gets up to answer the door, setting you down on the cushioned seat. Feeling a little bad when he glances back to see you still sulking about the issue, he subtly and intentionally allows the receipt to fall from his pocket knowing you’ll almost certainly go straight for it. He’ll just have to deal with your constant teasing for the next two weeks once you read the contents of the slip of paper. But he’d rather hear you laughing your heart out (even if it’s at his expense) than see you getting all anxious about him slipping back into his old destructive hobbies.

When you see the piece of paper falling like a leaf dancing in the wind, your eyes light up, and you crawl over to the spot where it’s fallen near the small bookshelf you have in the corner.

“Rakuten delivery.” Toji signs the courier’s clipboard, receiving your package. Just as he’s about to walk back into the living room to hand you your parcel, he stops in his tracks when he hears your cute chortles which you’re pathetically trying to subdue and a smirk appears on the corner of Toji’s lips.

Looks like the crisis has been averted for now.

“Wait, Toji…”

Toji pretends to not hear you, his fingers still buried in your sopping cunt, lusciously pushing in and out, your arousal coating his fingertips as he devours your lips in wanton need. You moan out his name again and he scowls when you reluctantly remove his fingers from your heat. “What? What is it?” What could possibly be so important?

You flush when he sensually licks his fingers clean, and you sit up, pulling down your skater skirt. “What’s an anniversary without a little surprise?” You kissed him on the lips, lingering for a bit, your eyes fluttering close as you taste your arousal on his tongue. “Mmh…”

“Just forget it.” Toji bucks his hips against yours, his clothed erection rubbing against your bare slit.

“No way. Just…wait here,” you kiss him again, boldly running your tongue over his bottom lip before pulling away and heading to the bathroom to get your surprise ready.

Toji groans in frustration, his head hitting the pillows he set down on the futon. After a few restless moments of him resisting the urge to fuck his hardened cock into his hand to finish himself off, he hears your melodious voice calling for him from down the hall.

A satisfied lopsided smirk appears on Toji’s lips, his eyes dark as he gazes at the most beautiful being in the world right now, shyly making her way towards him wearing nothing but an emerald silk robe. He licks his lips when he sees the outline of your nipples through the fabric, smirking as you sit down on the foot of the futon.

“All that for a silly little robe? What a letdown,” Toji smirks as he moves to untie the knot of your robe, only for you to slap his hand away.

“Uh-uh…you have to guess first.”

Toji gulps when you pull out the one thing he’s been agonizing over for the last few weeks from your robe’s hidden pocket. You grab a pen from the nearby bookshelf which he expertly catches when you throw it in his direction alongside the crumpled up piece of paper he’d been meaning to destroy for a while now.

“If you guess right, we could ditch the condom tonight. So do well,” you innocently bat your eyelashes at him.

Toji looks like he wants to jump off a ditch, the obvious tent in his sweatpants indicating just how hard he is right now. “No, don’t do this. Don’t fucking do this, Y/N…”

“…What color am I wearing tonight?”

[introloves]

tojis the kinda crazy to actively seek you out when you’re committed,, finds a nasty sort of thrill sending a, “she’s busy.” text, followed by a video of him drilling into you from behind- there’s just something about seeing your phone immediately light up with a call from them. tips his head back and laughs while you’re whimpering, stuttering out a-

“w-who’s calling?”

before leaning back down over you, kissing you like he loves you so much- flipping your phone over and wrapping an arm around your throat to keep you bowed against his pistoning hips.

“nobody, princess.”

[sensitive-neuvi-enthusiast]

"Come, sit on my face."

Yall, I don't even need to explain. Toji. New episode. Tongue. You get it. Here ya go.

Content: pussy eating, spanking, slightly mean. Fem!reader. Mdni. Not proofread.

Toji's big, thick hands held the flesh of your ass. Massaging and molding it how he pleased, blowing puffs of hot air against your needy cunt. "Need it real bad, don't ya?" His chest rumbled with a chuckle when you whined, your poor little hips shifting. Trying your damndest to just make him press that stupidly big tongue flat against you. But this is Toji and he'll devour you when he's good and ready. And he loves, absolutely adores, watching you get all needy in his hands. His thick, twitching cock laid heavy in between his thighs. Ignored completely for now. He'd make you take it nicely down your throat later.

Pulling his hand back, he gave your ass a cracking smack. Watching as your skin rippled from the force, a handprint was already forming.

"Gonna make yer ass a pretty shade of red, mama."

His hand landed again, smoothing over the warmed flesh as his nose pressed against your cunt. Flattening his tongue, licking a stripe up your pussy lips. Your juices already cover the surface of his tongue. And he did it again, again, and again. Ignoring your clit completely, listening as you panted. Your pretty nails dig into the meat of his thighs as you try to grind against his face. But to no avail, his strength kept you in place as he languidly licked at your arousal. Slowly and painfully building your orgasm.

"Please," you pleaded. Digging your nails further into his thighs, leaving behind crescent shaped marks.

"Since ya asked so nicely," he wore a shit eating grin as he changed up his plan. Wrapping his arms around your waist as he pulled you back against him. Holding you still as he completely devoured you. Slurping and low groans were all you could hear in your ringing ears. Your pleasure being built up so quickly it didn't take long for you to cum. Making a mess of his chin, but he didn't stop. His hands played with the fat of your tummy as he moved your hips, making you grind your sensitive pussy against his face.

"Ah-s'too much-cant," you tried to still your hips. Earning a smack to your ass in return.

"Keep those fucking hips moving. Yer gonna cum on my tongue as many times as I say."

A/N: Lordt, I hope yall enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it. The mama was self indulgence

[jujutsubaby]

🍒 only fans boyfriend!toji headcanons 🍒

☆ pairing: toji fushiguro x afab!reader ☆ summary: blurb in which toji is your bf who helps you take your photos and videos for your onlyfans ☆ warnings: 18+ !! MINORS DNI !! dirty talking, nudes, sex work, penetrative sex, idk what else lol ☆ a/n: i'm having some serious toji brain rot send help

bf!toji who first thinks of the idea of you doing an only fans after taking his millionth video of him pounding into you. he won’t lie, initially it was because he was tight on some cash and didn’t wanna borrow from you again, but he was convinced you could be some insane OF celebrity. “i’m not sure about it, toji. i don’t want randos to see my face…” you surmise. “c’mon, we’ll cover your face, doll, if that’s what you’re worried about. i swear, we could be raking in thousands from this.” the prospect of coming across a large amount of money like that was enticing…

bf!toji who suggests that you start out simple. “maybe just a shot of you wearing somethin’ cute for the camera, i dunno.” after work one day, you both go to a lingerie store and pick out a sheer pink babydoll slip on, with silky bows on the shoulders. at home, you fish out an old mid 2000s digital camera from the garage and present it to toji. “you’re gonna be my sexy photographer, right?” you tease, as you change into the babydoll slip dress. 

bf!toji who totally sucks at taking photos at first, but is a quick learner as he learns all your best angles and poses. turns out when money is on the line, he’s a hard worker after all. pictures of you sluttily sticking out your tongue, and the dress straps falling off your shoulders send toji into a frenzy, and you both take a quick sex break before going back to taking the photos.

bf!toji doesn’t know how to edit photos for shit so you use the minimal photoshop you know to spruce up your makeshift boudoir shoot. not to toot your own horn, but you kinda ate those pics up, and toji can’t get enough of it. at work, he’s partially distracted, fighting off enemies with half a brain as the other half is trying not to get turned on (one time, he did get turned on while fighting and it was awkward to say the least. the guy’s dead now so toji doesn’t really care). 

bf!toji who creates the OF account for you because you’re feeling too shy to do so. the interface is confusing for both of you at first, but you guys get the hang of it pretty easily. you post the boudoir photoshoot and immediately close the laptop because you’re terrified of it flopping. “the damage of no one subscribing to me, toji, i would die,” you say earnestly, feeling nauseous. “if no one subscribes to you, i’ll fuck the memory out of you, don’t worry,” he says nonchalantly as he picks a random show on netflix to watch. he’s not bothered by this even one bit and you think it’s because he doesn’t care but really, it’s because he’s that confident.

bf!toji who wakes up before you the next morning for work and quickly checks to see if your photos gained any traction. “holy shit, doll, wake up!” he practically pushes you off the bed as he shakes you and you groggily wake up, irked at the intrusion of your slumber. “toji, i swear to god i’ll kill y-” “you just got 300 subscribers overnight, shut up.” he says, cutting you off and meeting your lips with a tender kiss. you quickly pull back, eyes widening at the news. 

bf!toji who reassures you that you’re only gonna blow up more, and that’s why you need to post more photos and videos. it starts off small: simple photoshoots and more slutty lingerie. you arch your back as toji gets an ass shot with your camera. he slaps it hard, leaving a red handprint mark and snaps a couple more photos. 

bf!toji who encourages you to start doing videos after reaching over 1k subscribers. you do a little strip tease/dance while toji films, but the first time you do it, toji folds almost immediately and has you pinned under him. you try again the next day, and graduate to longer more explicit videos – fingering yourself, using toys, and live streaming. toji buys you a couple cute masquerade masks to use, too. 

bf!toji who loves it when you get donations during streams. he ends up creating an amazon wishlist for you of things you guys could really use around the house. he can’t remember the last time he bought you lingerie anymore because your donations would usually cover that cost. that being said, he always chooses lingerie for you. he knows exactly what other horny guys are looking for on girls. “doll, i know crotchless panties are awful but i know the male gaze – they don’t give a fuck. look, okay, i’ll buy you that one piece too, don’t give me that look.” he says to you as you throw in a bunch of lingerie of your liking in the cart. 

bf!toji who finally decides to join you in front of the camera, giving your fans what they wanted. the way he sees it, he fucks you senseless for free every night anyway, might as well get paid for it. toji makes a show to tear your nice lingerie off you and leaves visible marks in your skin from his touch as he pounds into you or bites your neck. 

bf!toji who joins you on your livestreams, and they usually end with you bent over a desk, skirt hiked up, and his arousal deep inside you. “you guys think she deserves to cum?” he asks the chat, feeling you clench against him. he knows you're close, and it turns you on knowing it’s out of your control on whether or not you get to feel a release. your fans love your pornographic and lewd moans, but with toji fucking you, you don’t even have to act for them to come out of your mouth naturally. speaking of your mouth, toji especially loves when you have a masquerade mask on while he makes your little throat gag. you love it when he tests your gag reflex on camera in front of an audience, and everyone can tell when they see you soaked through your panties.

bf!toji who surprises you by taking you on a lavish vacation to bora bora when you reach over 10k subscribers. “we built this shit together,” he says, talking about your OF fame and money. you can’t remember the last time you guys worried about paying rent, and he wanted to do something special for his slutty little doll. he got one of those seaside huts surrounded by a private deck. your breath is taken away by the surprise, and toji wastes no time getting all your clothes off and getting you into the water. the makeout session turns into him fingering you underwater as he pushes your bikini to the side. after coming all over his fingers, you give him a handjob under the water, and toji has to quickly climb out of the pool so he doesn’t cum inside it and has to request a clean up on the very first day. 

bf!toji who fucks you more times than you can count in the water, on the bed, in the infinity pool, that one time super discretely under the blanket in the beach. you bring up the idea of filming a little here and there on vacation. “what? the grind never stops,” you say jokingly as you set up the camera on the tripod in front of the bed. he surprises you by using some silk ribbons to tie your hands back while he licks and kisses every inch of your body, focusing especially on your sensitive nipples erect for the camera. he blindfolds you, hands still tied back while he eats you out. the electrifying sensations are amplified in the darkness of the blindfold, and you make an absolute mess on the sheets and his mouth. 

bf!toji who uses the last night of your trip there to convince you to film one more video, this time on the private infinity pool outside your hut. you come out with a black strappy bikini with a sheer babydoll cover up. “don’t take off your clothes just yet, doll. just come in the water.” he commands, and you slowly get into the water. his silhouette looks ethereal in the golden hour of the sunset as you approach him. he cradles your jaw and kisses you deeply and passionately.  

bf!toji pulls away from you and guides you to the edge of the pool that stares out to the pink sunset and the turquoise ocean. “what? gonna fuck me while looking at the sunset like a stupid romantic?” you jeer, poking his chest. he chuckles nervously. “eventually…”

bf!toji who pulls a small black box from behind him and opens it to reveal a big shiny diamond ring. tears start freely falling down your cheeks and you don’t even hear what toji is saying (you feel a little bad – he must’ve prepped this speech for a while but you were far too emotional to process anything). all you do is nod your head vigorously as he gently puts the ring on finger. a perfect fit. and it glistens just perfectly in the dimming sun.

fiance!toji who then fucks you into the sunset like a stupid romantic.

[lolitakirstein]

toji

Explicit material

toji is obsessed with your panties. He loves stroking his cock while he watches you on your back shimmy your thong down. your legs bent, exposing your dripping pussy.

"let'em hang off those pretty toes" he groans as he strokes his hard cock.

Oh, yeah he also loooves your feet. You slide your panties down, letting them dangle off your feet, pointing your white polished toes. "Like that?"

He moans his approval "just like that," he jerks himself harder, his eyes darting between your toes and your glistening core.

unable to restrain himself he grips your ankles, bringing your soft feet laces with your wet thong to his waiting mouth. He inhales your scent from your panties before lightly nipping at your toes. "toji that tickles~"

He licks between your toes before moving to the soft sole of your foot. Its a delicious torture that has your whole cunt throbbing.

"God you're fucking intoxicating," he says, untangling your thong from your toes, giving them another inhale and licking the wet spot you had started to make before discarding them.

He parts your legs, settling in front of your heat. Once again he inhales. "Smell so fucking good. so eager." he parts your soft pussy lips, the exposure has you jerking away. "Nooo ~" you whine embarrassed.

"Don't be so shy" he pulls your lips farther apart exposing your aching clit "Look at that, shes so pretty. what a sweet little clit," he purrs before teasing his tongue up the sides of your throbbing nub. "So perfect."

He devours your wetness sending you into oblivion while he strokes himself. Your panties wrapped around his thick length as he thrust into his hand.

[hanasnx]

MINORS DNI 18+

TOJI FUSHIGURO puts you on your back to hang your head off the mattress so he can fuck your mouth like a pussy. Lodges his fat cock all up in your throat until you gag and lurch, rejecting his length because you can’t breathe. A couple of firm slaps to your cheek to help you perk up oughta do it, doesn’t matter to him if he can feel the pain of his impacts hit his tip on your tongue.

[rhinestonz]

☆ TOJI FUSHIGURO, FULL NELSON ☆

Toji x reader . Full Nelson. Toji has a fat cock (what’s new 🤷‍♂️) jealous sex. Dacryphillia.

The stretch in your legs would actually feel really refreshing… if it weren’t for the giant man behind you shoving his cock up in you with no regard for your safety at all. The way his giant forearms felt behind your neck made your core buzz. Chin painfully digging into your collarbone. “Fuck Toji ~” you managed to choke out, hands that were locked above you reaching back to grip his void-black hair desperately. “ F-fuck please slow down~” you slurred , drool running down your lip a bit. It was honestly embarrassing, the mess you're in right now. All because you didn’t answer your phone on a night out. “ Toji- I swear I didn-“ you yelped out as his cock hit deep and his balls slapped against your clit, effectively shutting you up. “ I don’t wanna fucking here that shit” Toji cursed with a yawn, “ you think I actually thought you were cheating!” You felt his pace pick up even more , balls smacking your clit with every thrust now. “ you couldn’t cheat if you wanted to, too addicted to this dick ain’t cha ?” He teased. You let out a pitiful whimper at his words. He’s so fucking dirty , lying about being mad just to fuck you rough. You managed to roll your eyes and lace your voice with annoyance, “ J-Ji I would have let you fuck me rough without a lie”. You sassed , though your voice wobbled. You felt your core tighten as he always managed to fuck you harder than before. “ I know “ he rasped out “ but it’s so much better when your eyes are teary from thinking you disappointed me” he laughed , unlocking you from your entanglement  as though he knew his last thrust would send you over the edge. So full of himself. Your body convulsing as he let you go, smirking down on you. It was honestly even more embarrassing than before. Sprawled out , ass up in front of him as you squirted everywhere.

 “fuck I love how that position reduces you to the fucking slut you are” 

[satorusluver]

Bad boyfriend, good fuck.

Word count: 280 ish

Tags/warnings: smut (MDNI), fem reader, toxic relationship, mating press, unprotected sex, creampie

Toji is the "you know I hate it when I'm left on read but he make it all up in the bed" type boyfriend. He will ignore your texts and calls for two or three days and then show up at your house and blow your fucking back out as an apology. He knows what he's doing too, because in a matter of minutes he'll have you too cockdrunk to remember why you were mad at him in the first place.

You'll only be able to focus on the fat head of his cock nudging against that spongy spot deep inside you that makes your toes curl. He makes sure he angles you so you can watch his cock fuck you too - having you lie on your back with your legs spread and knees pushed up so you have a good view of his thick length disappearing into your body over and over.

He wants you to know exactly what it looks like, 'cause how can you be mad at him when you're so fucked out on the sight of his cock, eight inches of girth almost thick enough to unhinge your jaw, ramming into and splitting open your tiny cunt?

He's sorry, he whispers in your ear as you drift off to sleep in his arms, basking in the afterglow of three apology orgasms and with his cum still leaking out of you. He's a piece of shit, and he'll admit it freely, but he's a piece of shit who loves you and has a dick big enough to ruin you for other guys. He just hopes that's enough to keep you around the next time he screws up.

[nova-amor]

𓈒∘☁︎ ◜ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭-𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ◞

𝐜𝐰 — 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲, 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢-𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 [𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠], 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲, 𝐝𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐲 & 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 [𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭, 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐞𝐭𝐜.]

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 — 𝟏.𝟔𝐤

red oak wood digs into your abdomen as you lay flat across the surface of your desk. a rough hand digs into your scalp, forcing your heated cheek against the cool surface as the clattering sound of an undoing belt fills the silent void. there’s a heavy weight of tension lingering in the classroom’s air— the sounds of your blood rushing filling your ears, your muscles tensed and body tingling in anticipation.

your pleated midi skirt is bundled up to your waist, white blouse unbuttoned and bra disgarded from the copious kisses and fondling toji had done before bending you over your desk. pens and papers were casted aside, littering the classroom floor— a mess you definitely didn’t mind cleaning up after. this hadn’t been the first time you had fucked a student’s dad and it certainly wouldn’t be the last.

“look at you,” toji cooes into your ear from behind, his voice dropping an octave— thick, gravely, and lust-ridden. the accompanying metallic hiss of an undoing zipper makes your cunt throb with want, your body needy and begging to be filled. “dirty slut, yer fuckin’ pussy’s droolin everywhere, makin’ such a mess and we haven’t even gotten started yet.”

“please, mr. fushiguro,” you’re desperate. your hips bucking at the sensation of his cock’s head poking at your wet folds, smearing your arousal around with each glide and slide between. “don’t tease me— need ya so bad, please.”

toji tsks, rolling his eyes as his cock catches the hood of your clit. “i’ll do whatever the hell i want,” a harsh smack lands on your ass cheek, flesh stinging from the blow, your body attempting to jolt forward to evade another hit. “and what i want is for you to beg; beg me to fuck you, sweetness, c’mon.”

another smack echoes through the room, a whimper slipping from your lips from how hard he was spanking you. you want to melt into a puddle, knees growing weaker as the tip of his cock pushes into your sopping cunt. your walls clench hard around the cock’s head, clinging desperately to the single inch he was providing you with.

“mr.fushiguro, please,” you sound so pathetic, so weak— your voice high-pitched and needy. without even looking behind you, you knew that a shit-eating smirk had formed on toji’s pink lips, his ego inflating at the sound of your begging. “please, need your cock so bad— need t’ be stuffed with your cock— just wanna be your little cocksleeve, want you to fuck me like i’mma fleshlight— pleasepleaseplease—”

“good girl,” toji hums in delight, releasing his grip on the back of your head to hold your hips in place. “sounds so pretty when ya beg. whatever you want, baby, i’ll give t’ ya.”

his cock slides deep into you— your tight walls straining to stretch around his thick girth, your eyes crossing and mind melting into mush from how full you are. he doesn’t waste a second to start rutting into you, his thrusts short and fast— balls bouncing against your clit and the ridges of his cock dragging against your gummy walls. you can’t restrain the moans that bubble in your throat, the sounds of skin slapping against one another and your combined moans and groans filling the classroom.

“fuck— pussy’s too fuckin’ good, moanin’ like a whore f’me, baby.” toji grunts, nails digging deep into your hips. “that’s what you are, right? a dirty whore who likes fuckin’ her students’ dads? good for nothing but screwing half of the pta?”

you’re a blubbering mess, tongue-tied and mind too far gone to string words along. drool seeps from the corner of your mouth, brows furrowed and eyes squeezed shut. a hand snakes its way around your throat, lifting your head up and arching your back deeper, forcing you to make eye contact with the man behind you.

“i asked you a fuckin’ question: you like being a slutty little teacher?” there’s a hint of possession in his voice. his green eyes boring into your’s, eyes narrowing as he grips your neck a bit tighter. “like it when your students’ daddy’s use you?”

“yesyesyes— love bein’ a slut, love bein’ used, f-fucckkk,” you blabber, the flat of your palms pressing against your desk to support yourself. the angle allows toji’s cock to perfectly bully your g-spot, your vision growing blurry as the familiar tight knot forms at the pit of your stomach. you’re so close, it’s almost pain. “that’s what i’m here for, t’ be the school’s slutty teacher— fucckk, toji— you feel so fuckin’ good...”

“yeah? you like it when i fuck you like this?” he taunts, his other hand finding the back of your knee, forcing it to prop up on the desk. the angle is deeper, his thrusts getting faster. “can feel you’re about t’ cum, slutty pussy’s clench around me like a damn vice.”

“make me cum, please— wanna cum all over yer cock, wanna cream all over yer big cock— pleaseee—” your begging makes toji chuckle, his cock jackhammering into your g-spot.

“fuck, if i had known you were this much of a slut, i would’ve fucked you so much earlier,” he taunts, leaning in closer to you. “cum for me. be a filthy little cockwhore and cum on my cock.”

your orgasm hits you like a freight train, toji laughing at the sight of tears spilling down your cheeks as your cries fill the classroom. you’re so thankful there’s no one else around to hear your screaming, the rest of the school’s staff having left hours ago. your cries and expression earn a condescending “thatagirl” from toji, your cunt throbbing around him so hard that he struggles to keep his cock buried deep inside you.

toji then turns you around, manhandling you to lay your back flat down on the desk, his hands cupping the underside of your thighs. he squishes your legs up to your chest, knees tucked and pussy spread wide open— glistening with the thick slick of your arousal under the fluorescent lights of the classroom. the cool air makes your clit twitch, your throat dried out from your previous wails of pleasure.

“stick that tongue out, pretty girl,” toji forces you into a mating press, leaning over you completely and blocking the light above. you obediently stick your tongue out, a fat glob of spit landing on your tongue as he slides his cock back into you. “atta girl, such a perfect little thing.” he says as you gulp down his spit.

he ruts deep into you, capturing your lips in a searing kiss. your tongue glides against his, allowing him to explore every crevice and space of your mouth as he pounds into you. you breathe through your nose, both of you unable to pull away from one another as he rearranges your insides to his liking.

“love this fuckin’ pussy— g’na stuff ya full of my cum, want ya barely able t’ walk out of here with my cum drippin’ down your thighs.” he murmurs inbetween the kiss, his teeth catching your bottom lip and tugging hard before letting go. you moan at the pain, your walls clenching hard again around him. he pulls away just enough to let you lick at his scar, the tip of your tongue gliding against the smooth skin.

“you’re my girl now, sweetness.” he cements the title into both your mind and your pussy, imprinting every vein and curve of his cock into the walls of your cunt. “only i can use this slutty little pussy from now on, got that?”

“holy shit— yess yesss,” you nod your head pathetically, your head bobbing along in complete agreement. your body bounces across the surface of your desk, barely able to keep up with the brutality of toji’s hips snapping into you. “all yer’s— no one else’s— fuucckk— i promise,”

“please fill me up, toji— pump me full with yer cum— please need it so bad—” with your pleads, toji only fucks you faster. his thrusts growing sloppier, his cock twitching and pulsating against the tight walls of your sloppy cunt.

with a sharp hiss, toji buries his cock deep inside of you— spilling his seed up against your cervix and his hips stutter from the intensity of his release. his grip on the back of your knees tighten momentarily, your cunt milking him and draining his balls for every drop of cum.

“fuck,” you giggle, a delirious smile tugging at your lips as toji retracts his cock from inside of you. his cum spills out, dense semi-translucent droplets staining your desk, your puffy folds, and inner thighs. “that was amazing.”

toji presses a sloppy kiss to your damp forehead, dropping your knees before gathering himself up to stuff his cock back into the restraints of his underwear and his pants. his vibrant eyes glimmer with a combination of possession and amusement, watching attentively as you clean yourself up with a few kleenex tissues before readjusting your outfit. he helps you to pick up the items littering the floor that he had knocked off your desk, giving you a proper moment to breathe and relax since the bones in your legs had turned to gelatin.

“what were we talking before?” you try to recall as you glance over the notes you had made to discuss with toji. the whole purpose of his visit was to discuss something related to his son, megumi, but you hadn’t the faintest clue where you had left off before getting derailed.

“his grades,” toji cups your cheek, his large hand engulfing the entirety of the side of your face. his thumb runs across your bottom lip, his finger tip dipping into your mouth. you suckle lightly, his eyes darkening once again as your tongue swirls around his thick finger, eagerly welcoming it. “somethin’ about his grades.”

[meiieiri]

𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐥’𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 [toji fushiguro]

synopsis: after the two brats from tokyo jujutsu tech took the star plasma vessel, toji momentarily sets his eyes on an uncompensated target, you.

warnings. dark explicit sex. voyeurism. dumbification. size kink. overstimulation. unprotected sex.

a/n: help i’m writing this in the lab while waiting for my reflux setup to finish its shit. also my lab coworker just passed by me and i deadass had to cross my legs FUCK why am i so filthy

toji watched from the cctv cameras in the apartment, licking his lips when he sees someone who didn’t quite show up on the briefing sheet shu gave him. he couldn’t help it and he was alone right now, his handler had to take a call. shit, school uniforms are always so short and skimpy these days. his veiny hand finds his stiff throbbing cock, his thumb pressing against the angry tip coating it with his thick cum as the woman on the laptop casually sweeps the mess of the apartment, your cute little butt on full display as you bend over to pick something up from the ground.

and that’s what led to this — shu wondering where toji took the fucking van and him splitting you open on his cock with his head thrown back as you clench around him. “w-wait—“

“i waited the entire day, baby,” toji smirks as you squirm underneath him, your expression pained, he hasn’t even bottomed out yet, and you ‘re already on the verge of tears, gasping and clawing at his back as he slowly inches in as you adjust to his girth before slowly pulling back out only to inch back in a little further again. he stops when he is barely halfway sheathed into your pussy, his hips stuttering when he feels just how tight you are, he’s had women before – loads of ‘em, he spends his hard-earned cash on typical prostitutes but none could ever compare to virgin-tight naive little school girls like you.

toji, the man assigned to hunt down your sister or so he haughtily said when he barged into your apartment this afternoon, is just so big, you could tell just from how he towered over you earlier, his hardened cock bulging through his grey sweatpants as he tells you to be quiet and just let him fondle your dripping cunt.

“w-won’t fit toji,” you whimpered helplessly, “y-you’re too big.”

“maybe if you stopped squeezing my damn cock it won’t hurt so much.”

toji wants to give in to the primal urge to just slam into you, impale you on his cock as he drills into your virgin-tight pussy, but he seems to be enjoying this little back and forth between you two — every time he sinks deeper into your soaking wet cunt, you instinctively try to move away for a bit, shying away from the discomfort, as if you didn’t want this when this rugged-looking mercenary politely asked if you could be his cocksleeve for today.

“c’mon, all you do is whine but you really just want me to stuff you full with my cum,” he tangles his fingers in your hair, angling his thrusts so that he could see the outline of his stiff cock on the skin of your lower midriff. he groans when your fingernails drag across his back when he picks up his already animalistic pace. “see that? hah, you’re practically sucking me in.”

you shake your head at his lewd words, fat tears streaming down your cheeks as he practically uses your body, holding you by the hips, slamming you down on his thick cock, his eyes intently watching the way his cock sinfully disappears into your hole with every sharp thrust. “to-oji! agh – s-slow down-n! y-you’ll break me—!” you whined pathetically, your hands finding his shoulders as you try to get him to slow down.

he crashes his lips onto yours, your forehead resting under his chin, relishing in the way you beg for him to slow down which somehow makes his already hardened member twitch in excitement. he always loves it when he’s a bitch’s first real fuck, unlike those stupid teenage boys that take more pleasure in having a woman do all the work.

“g-good,” he rasps, grunting into your ear as he begins to feel the familiar feeling of your walls spasming around his cock. “fuck yea — take my cock, good girl–“ he frenziedly jostles into you, admiring the way you moaned, the way your breasts bounced with every sharp movement, the way your head lolled from side to side as you fought your impending orgasm.

you sob, your toes curling, your back arching off from the bed, utterly vulnerable to your release. “not inside, p-please, n-not inside ngh— f-fuck, toji! ‘m there, ‘m cumming!”

toji tuts at your plea. “s-stupid girl,” he groans at your spasming body, his heavy balls tightening as he feels the first waves of his release. “agh,” he follows soon after you, groaning as thick ropes of his cum paint your walls, forever reminding you of the sickening fact that you just fucked your little sister’s assassin. toji languidly thrusts two more times, sloppily wiping your tears away, finally slowing down just as you begged, pushing his cum deeper into you, as he grunts into the crook of your neck, his cock twitching as it unloads the last of his release.

“y-you came inside,” you whimpered as toji rests on your dainty frame, still not pulling out.

the older man scoffs, kissing your collarbone. “shh, just take a pill later,” he hushes you and you don’t know why but he reminds you of the most charming of demons — wait but that’s because he is. nothing could be heard in the room other than your and Toji’s breathless pants. “but don’t think this changes anything.” he says after a while and you look up at him sleepily. “i still have to kill your sister.”

“but toji—“ your bottom lip quivers and you shiver when he plants a cold kiss between your brows, his scarred lip curling up into a sickening smile.

“—don’t worry, i’ll make it quick, as quick as i made you cum, that is.”

[chososdiscordkitten]

✫Escort!Toji✫ pt 2

MDNI

Pt 1 here

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x afab!reader Content: NSFW, direct continuation of pt 1, no use of y/n, comparisons, toji ruins ur shirt:( toji jacks off with ur panties, oral (f receiving) Implied oral (m), protected sex, 2 pics to help picture the positions bcs i suck at writing, toji cums in his pants AGAIN, reader cleans tojis fingers after yk, starts slow but eventually is rough, sweetheart used once, he is a confirmed panties stealer, no aftercare sowy

taglist:  @lostmymarblesstuff @vicravluv @mutsu422

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Your eyes blinked open, feeling the dim light of the side table flood your vision making you go blind for a second. Suddenly very cold as you clutched onto the thin sheet on top of you. Your mind flashing back to what had happened before you fell asleep.

You sat up, looking at the clock on the side table, you had slept a whole 12 hours. It was 10 am Saturday, the next morning. You fell back into the pillows as you closed your eyes, remembering what happened last night. Remembering that you didn’t pay him, you shot up to check your wallet in fear that Toji had robbed you after fucking you to sleep.

Your inner thighs sting as you rummage through your coat. Opening your wallet and seeing it was full, counting the bills carefully. Your eyebrows furrowed, seeing it was all there. Thinking it was some kind of tactic to get you to keep coming back.

You exhaled, looking over at the room as you picked up the discarded clothing. ‘Shirt, skirt, socks, bra-’ you made a mental checklist. ‘Where are my panties?’ you looked everywhere. Under the bed, under the chair. The cracks of the mattress, the trash can. Nothing, thinking up a million reasons for why and how they disappeared.

Putting your clothes on as you look out the window from the doorway. Turning around and walking out. Now came the walk of shame, or so you thought. Walking down the hallway toward the elevator. Back to the lobby, avoiding eye contact with the same person behind the desk from last night.

“Um- Excuse me!” the woman said she reached out an arm towards you. “The room wasn't paid for- the gentleman said you would take care of it.” She said, looking you over as your face dropped.

“Of course-” you said, face warm from embarrassment. Walking over to the desk and looking down to your shoes as you heard her tell you the price. Quickly pulling out your wallet and giving her the cash, almost snatching your receipt as you hurried out of the hotel. In fear one of your co-workers would see you here. 

Though your coworker had a point, you did sleep like a rock. But the embarrassment after finally letting go of stress and the pent up frustration in your womb was a lot to take on at once.

Arriving at your apartment and plopping onto your bed,‘I'll never do that again’ you vowed as you looked over at the crumbled piece of paper with his phone number in it. Shoving your face in your pillows as you fought off the flashing images of him.

Face burning up as you remembered what he did, how filthy he was, and how much you liked it. A chill ran down your spine as you felt your leg twitch. Swiftly getting up to take a cold shower. The next days were the same, taking a cold shower in the morning and one when you'd come home from work.

Anytime a coworker had upset you, you felt a certain anger that you hoped would be gone if you fucked Toji again. A blind anger that made your finger scroll through your phone, writing out a text and almost pressing send. Inhaling sharply before deleting it. Nodding your head no as you remembered your vow to not to do that again.

In a more realistic way, the anger probably wouldn’t go away if you fucked him, but it would help you let out some stress, let some of the poison that pooled inside of you. 

Toji was worse. Finding himself being more irritable than he usually was. Telling his clients to ‘shut the fuck up’ whenever they tried to fake their moans, irritation coated his words knowing they could never even come close to sounding the way you did.

Knowing that with his clients, they did it just to keep him hard. But you? Your whines and pleads were practically forced out of you, eye twitching whenever he remembered how you came on his fingers.

He tried to not think of you, desperately trying to forget the fucked out expression that adorned your pretty face. Not even feeling the slightest bit of remorse when he’d snatch the cash out of their hands.

What pissed him off wasn’t that they sucked at fucking, or that they had no passion in their eyes. It was the fact that they'd ask him about his day, or ask him why he's doing this. Always expecting him to fall for them, almost making him tell them to get the fuck out whenever they’d say- “You’re going to charge me?” thinking that they were so good at having sex that he didn't need to be paid.

And there was nothing Toji hated more than when they’d ask him to fuck them raw, almost shuddering in disgust at the thought. Four days had passed since he fucked you. Still, he’d close his eyes and picture you while he drilled into the many clients. Your cunt, your tits, your teary eyes, and the way you fucking smelled.

The way you didn't hesitate to let him spit in your mouth. Remembering it made him throw his head back, biting his lip as he held back his groans. But it wasn't enough, they weren't enough.

In Toji’s alone time he would think how many women it would take to satiate this deep need for what you gave him a taste of. ‘10? No- 30?’ he’d think, he could count to 100 and he would still say no.

What Toji appreciated most about the interaction he had with you, was that you didn't try to get to know him first. You didn't ask if he could stay with you after, or ask him why he was prostituting himself.

Toji liked that you came to fuck, not to talk about feelings. He'd find himself stroking himself with your panties in his hand, eyes shut tight and hand practically strangling his cock. Soft groans leaving his mouth.

Teeth clenched tightly, holding his shirt up. He knew he should’ve woken you up to fuck you again. 

His hand was never enough, he felt pent up even if he came triple the amount of times that week. Toji had thought of how to get you to ask him to hook up again, knowing that if you took any longer to text him he wouldn't have any control with how rough he'd be with you.

That forgotten feeling of guilt pooling in his stomach again, thinking that's probably why you haven't contacted him. He thought ‘fuck it-’ feeling his cock harden at the thought of seeing you again. His thumbs hovering over the keys as he thought of what to type.

‘Tomorrow. 6pm. Same room.’ quick thumbs pressing the keyboard, feeling his cock twitch as he looked at the name he saved you under. Smirk on his face as he watched the message go from ‘delivered’ to ‘read’ in seconds.

You had just gotten out of your morning shower, wrapped in a towel as your cheeks turned warm at the text. Your mouth cracked open as you saw he texted first. Thinking it was odd but not unheard of?

‘Maybe he just wants his money’ you'd think, fingers hesitating to reply. ‘Okay :)’ you replied, hoping he didn't think you were purposefully stiffing him, in hopes that the smiley face would make the situation easier.

Hoping he wouldn't be pissed that you didn't pay him. That night you kept thinking about it. ‘Why wait four days to ask me for his money? Was he doing accounts and noticed a lack of it? Will my kidney be stolen if I show up?’ millions of thoughts raced through your head as you tried to sleep.

Mainly of if he was plotting some kind of great violence against you. But whispers of ‘I hope we fuck.’ in your mind as you drifted to sleep.

The next day was spent hoping the clock would go by as slow as it did the last time you saw him, but it moved at a pace that made you feel a frog in your throat and made your knee bounce up and down nervously.

What made you even more afraid to go is how you heard one of your coworkers complain about how Toji canceled her appointment. Shuddering at the thought that he was losing money just to get you to pay him.

Remembering his figure and how strong he was, hoping he would have mercy on you if he decided to teach you a lesson.

Not even bothering to go home since the time was so close together, getting out of work at 5:30 and arriving at the hotel at 5:56 pm. Your feet numb as you walked past the front desk, making eye contact with the same receptionist looking at you.

Your work heels clacking against the tile floor. Stepping into the elevator as you fixed your shirt in the reflection. Adjusting the slacks you had decided to wear that morning. Sighing as you saw the elevator stop at the same floor.

Walking passed the same red doors as last time, only this time they were quiet. Probably because it was still light out, but it didn’t make your nerves ease. Making your thoughts race even faster as you walked passed the red doors.

Your legs slightly wobble as you reach room 203. Looking down at the carpet as you hesitate to ball your hand to a fist, knocking once and pulling back to knock again. But you heard the door knob jiggle after the first one.

This time no heavy footsteps or seconds before he opened the door. Letting your hand fall as you laid eyes on him. Tall figure looming over you. Toji’s jaw clenched tightly as he looked you up and down. You stared at him in silence.

His hand reached for your wrist as he yanked you inside. Slamming the door shut as he pressed you against the closed door. Tilting his head as he looked at you, Toji couldn't keep up this facade anymore. The pent up need inside his gut made him act before he could think.

Eyes roaming your shocked face as he leaned in closer, you mouthed a ‘what are you-’ as he pressed his lips to yours. Hands landing on your arms, holding you still as you felt him slide his tongue into your mouth. Feeling your confusion as you opened yours in return. Cock twitching as his half lidded eyes looked to yours that blinked shut. Seeing your face of worry fall to desire.

Your hands went to his forearm and shoulder to hold him back as his tongue reached deep into your mouth. Spit falling from the corner of your lips as you felt Toji’s hands undo the button of your slacks.

Sliding the zipper down as you felt his hand slide up your back. Noting how this felt much different than last time. This time he seemed more needy. Hands going to the buttons of your shirt as his thick fingers fiddled with the tiny buttons.

Groaning as he felt your hand slide down his torso, towards the tent in his pants. Lips sucking on yours as he struggled with the buttons of your shirt. His groans of frustration grew louder as his fingers slipped through the openings between the buttons.

Mentally cursing them as his fingers pulled harshly at your shirt. The sound of the flying buttons landing on the floor made you inhale loudly. Pulling your lips from his as he roamed down to your jaw, sucking on your skin leaving wet spots on it as he slid down to your breasts.

Toji’s hands wrapping around you as his fingers unhook the clasps of your bra. Simple and black, seeing as you didn’t expect this to happen. His hands sliding back up to your shoulders to push off your shirt, pulling the straps of your bra off of you. His eye twitched in anticipation when he saw your breasts.

Leaning into your neck, licking your skin while he made his way down to your bare nipple. Opening his mouth as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Groaning at the feeling of your nipple in his mouth. Sucking harshly like he wanted something to pour out of it.

One of his hands going to tug at your pants, whines leaving your lips, feeling his other hand knead at your breast. Toji’s tongue swirling around your nipple as he felt your hands shove your pants down to your ankles and kick them off along with your heels.

His ears taking in every single one of your moans, making sure that this time he would have to take his sweet time with you. That he fucked you slow, like you had asked him last time.

The hand that tugged on your pants now rubbing your clothed cunt, his middle and ring finger sliding up and down your wet panties. Whining at the feeling as his eyes looked up to you, nipple still in mouth, letting out a low moan.

The vibrations against your nipple make you cry out, his fingers rough against your panties as his hand grips roughly at your breast, his stern face was full of pleasure. Your eyes scanning his features, seeing that he was getting off on making you feel good.

Letting your breast pop out of his mouth, his lips leaving a trail of spit down your sternum as he made his way to your throbbing cunt. This time you noticed he didn't ask how you wanted him, not telling you he charged per service.

There were no words spoken, no hesitation in what he was doing. Like he had thought about this long before you got here. Thinking if he was planning on doing this when he texted you- your went brain fuzzy, feeling his rough fingers hook to the sides of your panties. But to Toji? Your dripping cunt told him all he needed to know, seeing the mess you made in your panties just from his heavy petting.

Looking up at you as he slipped your cotton panties down, seeing your face churn with anticipation as he placed wet kisses down your torso. Smiling to himself as he felt the goosebumps form on your thighs before he slid his middle finger down your sopping cunt.

Feeling your slick coat his finger, your hips writhing at his touch. Toji’s cock aching in his pants as he slipped his finger through your entrance, pinching his eyebrows together as he held back a choked groan.

Feeling your cunt practically pull him deeper into you. Gaining a whine from you as you felt how slow he was going. Still looking up at you, his head on your hand, the other holding the wall for support.

Using all the strength you could muster to not shove your cunt to his face for relief. Sliding his finger back out, feeling your hips buck up as your clit begged for attention. Taking the hint, he leaned closer. His breath against your pulsating clit made you whine.

Lip tucked in between your teeth as his lips brushed against your clit. Wrapping his lips around the bundle of nerves, closing your eyes and lightly panting at the feeling. Letting out a stifled moan as your head flew back to the door. Trying to catch your breath as Toji slipped out his middle finger and pressed it to his ring finger.

Low groans leaving his lips and vibrating onto your clit, feeling his wet digit against the other. Slipping his two fingers back into you, moans leaving your mouth as his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

Your fingers tugging at his scalp, feeling his tongue swirl against you. Toji’s thick fingers scissoring inside of you made your back arch against the closed door. Eyes closed tight as you squirmed, feeling his lips suck on your clit, his fingers pressing against the spot that made your toes curl.

Loud moans leaving your lips, a shiver ran down your spine as his tongue sped up, cracking your eyes open and looking down at him, feasting on your cunt like he hadn't eaten in decades.

The hand on the wall moving to hold the locked doorknob, feeling yourself come undone in his mouth. Thrusting your cunt into his mouth, “I’m coming-” You muttered, your grip on his head made Toji groan against your cunt, feeling himself almost cum untouched in his pants. 

His lips not leaving your cunt as you let out quick gasps, moans littered with small ‘wait-’ as he sucked relentlessly. The fingers inside of you curling upwards, making you lift yourself onto the tips of your toes.

Gasping sharply as your mouth hung open, feeling Toji lift himself so his mouth would stay on your cunt. His hand goes to the back of your thigh, pulling you back down. Both your hands on the side of his face, trying to push his mouth away from your now overstimulated clit.

“Fffuck!” you moaned, looking down at him as he took another orgasm from you. Your hips buckled into his mouth as he slowed his pace. Small moans leaving your lips as he slowly slid his fingers out of you, shuddering when his lips finally pulled away from your cunt. Looking down to see him also looking down to his gray sweats.

A wet spot right where his cock would be. Heavy pants leaving your lips as you finally regained your thoughts. ‘Did he cum just by eating me out?’ your mind was reeling at the sight before you.

Hearing a shivering sigh leave his lips as he came down from what you had just forced out of him. He looked up at you, softer eyebrows than before at the realization that you had made him cum untouched. Not once in his life had that ever happened, his lips parted as you caressed his cheek.

‘Is this embarrassment?’ Toji thought, knowing that seeing you try to make him feel better only made his cock throb in his pants, and start to rise again. This time the want to fuck you wasn’t in his mind. It was something deeper, something primitive glimmered in his eyes as he arose.

Standing before you with a stern look on his face, as though you had done something wrong. Not even bothering to tilt his head down to look at you, his eyes were the only thing that were angled. The hand was just inside of you, raising and stopping mere centimeters in front of your lips.

Toji’s lips mouthing ‘Open’ as your hands clutched onto his forearm. Eyes not leaving his as you opened your mouth and pulled his hand closer to you. Placing an open mouth kiss to the tips of his fingers.

Tasting yourself and letting out a low hum. His jaw clenching when he saw you kiss down his fingers, licking up the side of them before wrapping your lips around him.

Eye twitching while thinking- ‘if this is how you suck my fingers-’ picturing your pretty lips around his fat cock, the image of his cum garnishing your face made him crack his lips open. Feeling your hand roam up to hold onto his palm, eyeing how your fingers could barely cover his palm. Just his palm.

Your lips dragging up Toji’s thick fingers, your eyes lit up with pride at how well you cleaned them. Slipping them from your mouth and placing a small kiss to the tips of them. Smile creeping onto Toji’s lips at seeing how good you were.

Almost picturing you wrapped in just a bow, a present just for him. Thinking about how he wanted to fuck you, which one of his fantasies he wanted to fulfill, looking into your eyes. Seeing you lean into his face, pressing a kiss to his lips before whispering, “How do you wanna fuck me.” Smile on your lips as you saw his eyes shine.

Smile now evident on his lips as he pressed a firm kiss to your lips, his hands pulling you from the doorway and guiding you onto the bed. His hands gently pushing you to lay on your back. Propping yourself onto your elbows and seeing him between your knees. Pulling his cream colored sweater off and tossing it.

Your lip tucked between your teeth as you scanned his physique. Toji’s fingers fishing in the deep pocket of his sweats, a flash of pain on his face when he felt the wrapper touch his hand. Holding it in his teeth before tugging his pants down, seeing his cock spring to freedom.

Smile on your face as you watched him slide the second skin on. Kneeling onto the bed, before his hands slid up your thighs. Playful smile on your lips as he pressed a kiss to them. Slowly moving you both higher up the bed, resting your head onto the pillows as his hand angled your bottom to turn over. Only he didn't break the kiss, forcing only your bottom half to twist.

Leaving you on your side, your hands holding your torso up to face him. Feeling his lips pull away from you. Hand on your ass to keep you still as you looked up at him. Feeling his cock graze your slick entrance, a small hiss leaves Toji’s lips as he slowly pushed his hips towards you. His fat tip making you whine, feeling your cheeks turn warm and wanting to turn over and put your face into the pillows.

The position he had you in made this feel too exposed. Too intimate. Toji’s hand going to hold you by your jaw, seeing you start to turn over. Low groan leaving his mouth before he spoke, “Mm, wanna see your face while I fuck you.” he murmured, making your cunt squeeze around him in response, smile on his lips as he drove himself further into you.

His hand goes from your jaw to your cheeks, holding your face tightly before pressing a wet kiss onto your pursed lips. A line of spit connecting him to you before he tightened his hand, making your lips part. Gathering spit onto his tongue and spitting it into the gap your lips made.

Everything inside of Toji tells him to thrust his cock into you, hard. But he couldn't risk it, he wasn't going to risk not having you come back to him. 

Toji’s slow hips pressing against your ass, his hand on your thigh pushing it further up so he could get a better view of his cock disappearing inside of you. The hand on your face going to your tit as he pressed you to turn your upper body, more than you were already doing.

Making you let out a choked whine, feeling him start to contort your body further and further. Your hand is going to push his hip in hopes he’d look up to see your face of pain. The trance your cunt put him in snapped when he heard your moans turn to whines, looking up to see fat tears fall from your eyelashes.

Struggling to keep the slow rhythm as he leaned down to kiss you, easing his grip on your skin. His lips soothing the ache before you pulled away, “Please- Harder.” whiny tone in your words as you looked into his eyes. Toji almost came when he heard you, sliding his cock out of you slowly. Dragging the ridge of his tip past your sweet spot.

Looking into your pained face before harshly thrusting into you. Hearing a small yelp fall from your lips, quickening his pace and seeing a smile form onto your lips at his thrusts. The sound of your moans was music to his ears. The same desperate moans you had gifted him the first time he fucked you, now leaving your lips again while he drilled into you.

The sound of his heavy balls slapping against your ass made you smile even harder if that were possible. Feeling your hand clutch onto his that rested onto your thigh only gave him more motivation, to keep fucking into you the way you begged him to. Feeling his knees tire at his firm thrusts, he laid onto his side close behind you. His hand angling your head to look into his eyes.

His hips thrusting into you hard, your nose brushing against his as you felt his hand go down to your closed thighs, urging you to open them with his hand. Hooking your leg to the back of his knee. Not even bothering to separate his digits before pressing his fingers to your hardened clit, moving his hand swiftly back and forth.

His eyebrows pinched upwards as he felt your cunt squeeze his cock. Opening his mouth with a low groan when he saw your eyes close. Your hand holding the back of his head, breathing the same air as him while you came undone onto his cock.

Opening your eyes and looking at him, before pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. Eyes half lidded as he pressed his lips to yours firmer. Feeling his hips stutter against your ass, throaty groans leaving his lips as he came inside the condom. Slowing his pace against you, exhaling as he rested his forehead to your temple. 

Raising your hand to caress his neck as his thrusts slowed, hearing Toji gulp into your ear. Trailing the hand that was on your clit to rest onto your side. Biting his lip to silence his moan when he felt your cunt suck him back in when he tried to pull out.

Unhooking your leg from his thigh and letting it fall atop the other, your face now looking away from him. Struggling to keep your eyes open, feeling his warmth behind you only made you want to fall asleep even more. Feeling his lips press a gentle kiss onto your shoulder, dread in his eyes when he slowly pulled out of you. Rolling over to lay on his back, hand resting on his torso. Turning his head slightly as he looked at your exposed nape.

The want to stay here, in bed with you, was strong. But not strong enough for him to actually stay. Furrowing his eyebrows when he felt his hand lift off his sternum to reach for you. Pulling it back before sitting up, flinging his legs off the edge of the bed. Rolling off the filled condom, noticing he came alot more than he usually did.

Tying a small knot at the top and tossing it to the trashcan next to the bed. Looking over to see your back, seeing it fall and rise as though you were asleep. Closing his eyes before standing, picking up his soiled sweats before he heard you turn over. “Before you go-” you slurred, sitting up and looking over at him.

Toji knew that this was too good to be true, here you go asking him questions- “Could you pass me my wallet?” You slouched over yourself, looking at his face.

Seeing his hands drop his sweats and go to where you kicked off your slacks. Rummaging through the pockets and pulling out a small bag, walking back to the bed and sitting in front of you. Placing it on your hand, “S’been eating away at me-” you murmured, unzipping the small bag and pulling out a money clip.

Seeing you pull the folded money from it and look at him, “How much do I owe you?” You asked, genuine tone in your voice. Seeing your face relaxed and coated with a sheen of afterglow. Plump lips and not caring if you were still naked atop the bed.

Smirk on his lips seeing you look at him seriously. “Nah, you don't owe me anything.” He replied, seeing you furrow your eyebrows.

“What? No- I took up your time. I have to pay you something.” You rebutted, turning your head slightly to show your confusion.

“Hmm- I’ll settle on lettin’ you pay for the room.” He replied, standing up and walking over to his sweats again, grimacing when he saw his mess. You looked up at the ceiling as you thought about it. ‘Doesn't he make them pay for the room and his services?’ you recalled, hand full of cash while you watched him put on his pants. Tiredness making you blink slowly as you process his words, “So I don't have to pay for your time?” You asked, once more before he left.

“You always ask this many questions?” He snapped at you, holding his coat in his hand as he looked over at you. Lips pursed in defeat, not saying anything else. Toji, feeling ‘bad’, walked to the chair at the corner of the room, grabbing the thin sheet that was always there. Unfolding it somewhat and walking over to you, placing it over your legs.

Seeing you look up at him, your pupils the size of saucers. Leaning in close to your face, smile on his face- “What's your name again?” he asked, hunched over with his nose centimeters from yours, furrowing your eyebrows at his question. Saying your own name in a confused tone, almost a question.

He repeated your name, calling out to you. Placing his hand to the side of your face, “Sweetheart?” he asked again, at this point just teasing you, “You call me anytime you need. Hm?” He mumbled, lowering his face closer to yours. You slowly nodded your head.

Closing your eyes as he pressed a wet kiss onto your lips. Pulling away and looking into your eyes. “I'll see you on Friday.” he hummed, dropping his hand from your face and turning away from you.

Hearing you mumble a small ‘mmkay’ before walking to the doorway, hearing you shuffle into the bed. Looking back to see you laying on your stomach, the money in your hand now carelessly splayed on the empty space next to you.

Hearing you start to breathe heavier, walking back and carefully picking up the cash, feeling the bundle form in his hand. The same thought from last time popping into his head, shrugging it off and stuffing it back into your small wallet.

Gently placing it onto the side table next to you before walking to the doorway again, purposefully leaving his cream sweater, knowing you wouldn't have anything to wear when you'd leave. Putting on his coat and zipping it up to hide the fact he didn't have a shirt.

Seeing your clothes in front of the door, seeing how desperate he was earlier. Not even bothering with the buttons of your shirt. Malicious smile on his lips when he saw your black panties on the floor.

Picking them up and stuffing them into his pocket before leaving. Whilst walking out, pulling his phone out, swiping away all the useless messages and missed calls. Going to your contact and changing your name on his phone, now that he actually knew what to call you.

Typing ‘203’ at the end of it. Before walking onto the sidewalk, the setting sun reminded him that these were his peak hours of work. One word filled his head when he remembered he actually had to work; Dread.

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merry christmas eve!!!!!! for my fellow hispanics, this is christmas day for us. so excited to get all dressed up and hang out in the living room till 12 am to open presents. i will 100% write more for choso later, wish i could now, but i need to sleep. 

[redskyvenus]

𝐒𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐘 ⟡ TOJI FUSHIGURO

pairing: vampire! toji x afab! reader | wc: 4.2k

synopsis: moving in with a wealthy family in their mansion for your new job, but nothing is as it seems. the house is haunted by a family curse and a mysterious blood-lusted creature

warnings: biting, blood drinking, breeding kink, creampie, cunnilingus, degradation, fingering, marking, oral sex (f+m receiving), pet names (princess, sweetheart, my beloved), porn with plot, praise kink, rough sex, spit, vampire AU, unprotected sex

a/n: it’s finally here, my vampire Toji fic inspired by the movie “Dark Shadows”. reblogs and comments are always appreciated. happy spooky season! 🎃

tags: @rookie98writes @sukunassuka @zorosdimples

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It is said that blood is thicker than water. It is what defines us. Binds us. Curses us.

Seated in the crowded train on a rainy day in the middle of October, you were on your way to Sintra.

You had left the ghosts of your past behind and embarked on a fresh journey as a governess for an affluent family, their mansion being just thirty kilometers outside of Lisbon. Fortunately, the proximity to the city provided some comfort in case things didn’t work out.

Your thoughts were racing through your head at a thousand kilometers per hour. Staring at your reflection in the window, the final stop announcement blared through the speakers.

Stepping outside on the train platform, holding your heavy black suitcase, you felt the cold air breeze through your cardigan. You quickly walked towards the exit of the station and picked up a taxi, headed towards your new home.

As you neared the forested gate, you tried to focus on the flowers that covered the entrance in a desperate attempt to soothe your nerves.

Everything will be okay.

You exhaled deeply as you opened the large metal fence and started walking towards the estate. An ominous feeling made your stomach turn, but you refused to let it overpower you.

Earthy scents from the wet trees that surrounded you filled your nostrils, the smells reminding you of your childhood home before your parents decided to relocate to the city. Despite the chill in the air on this particular day, you welcomed it, as autumn had always been your favorite season.

You’d finally arrived at the gigantic mansion–a stunning Gothic-styled house dating back to the late 1700s–some parts slightly covered in thorns. The garden appeared neglected and overgrown with vines that sent chills down your spine.

Startled by the unexpected cawing of passing crows, the entire scene truly resembled a scene straight from a scary vampire novel and it left you pondering about the history of this place.

Your body tensed up as you felt the adrenaline rush through your veins, following the path to the main building. You put your suitcase down, heart leaping momentarily, as you knocked on the heavy stale door.

The front door opened quicker than you had anticipated, and a white-haired man emerged from the doorway looking you up and down.

“Hello–” you spoke with a slightly forced smile on your face. “My name is Y/N.”

The tall man stared at you in silence. “Congratulations?” he said sarcastically with a bored expression.

“I’m here for the governess position?” you said, raising an eyebrow.

“Right. Of course, my apologies—we’ve been expecting you, please follow me.” He stepped away and glanced at the suitcase on the ground before turning around and walking away,

Great. Certainly not the first man I’ve come across that lacks manners, you thought before you picked up your bag.

The mansion's exterior was impressive, but the interior surpassed all expectations. Tiled floors stretched out before you, and grand staircases led deeper into the building, adorned with velvety curtains concealing the stained-glass windows.

You couldn’t contain your excitement. “This is stunning,” you remarked, admiring all the intricate details.

“I suppose,” the man mumbled while glancing around with the most uninterested facial expression. “It’s an absolute pain in the ass to clean.”

“I’m not surprised,” you whispered.

“A house this immense requires a hundred heads for staff. Instead, the staff is.. me,” pointing to himself and rolling his eyes. “Miss Maki can be quite demanding.”

“I must admit, it’s not common for a family to own a house like this”, you said, trying to stay positive.

“This house has been in the Zen’in family for generations.”

Your gaze fell on the wall of paintings that were behind the white-haired man. Getting closer, it was a huge portrait of a young man grinning proudly, possibly in his early to mid-twenties, with black spiky hair, and a scar on the right corner of his lip.

“Who’s that?” you asked, eyes never leaving the painting.

“Tokimi? Tomo? Some To-dude,” the man replied. “I’ve never met the man—but he’s Megumi’s father—he passed away some years ago.”

“His name is Toji,” echoed a feminine voice suddenly, startling you and the snow-white-haired man.

You turned your head and looked towards the staircase. At the top of the stairwell stood a woman in a tight black dress, dark emerald hair tied up in a flawless high ponytail.

“He was my cousin, truly a fascinating and kindhearted human. We still miss him dearly,” she continued as she began walking down the stairs, stilettos reverberating loudly against the uncarpeted wood.

“Hello, miss,” she said with a pretentious smile. “Welcome to our residence. I’m Maki Zen’in—it’s so nice to finally meet you.”

“My name is Y/N. Please, the pleasure is all mine.”

Guiding you up the stairs and into a spacious office area, she gestured to you to take a seat. Maki remained standing up, looking you up and down through her glasses intricately.

“My apologies,” she finally said, smiling again. “That was Satoru Gojo you just met. He was supposed to pick you up from the train station, but unfortunately, our car is out of service. I’m glad to see you managed to get here without any issues.”

“No need to worry; the breathtaking views made it all worthwhile,” you responded.

"I suppose I should share a bit about our family," Maki began, taking a seat. "The Zen'in family held considerable strength and influence in the past—we're even named after them. But these days, only two of us remain."

"It's me and my nephew, Megumi. There's also Doctor Ieri Shoko and Satoru, the handyman. That's pretty much it."

With growing curiosity, you inquired, "What about Megumi's parents, if you don't mind me asking?"

Maki sighed, gently twirling a strand of hair around her finger. "His parents were killed in a car crash. We took him under our wing, but he hasn't been the same since. He's been through a lot, that poor boy. Doctor Shoko came here to help him out for a couple of months." Her tired smile conveyed all the necessary details.

“That was two years ago...”

Silence fell between the two of you before her voice filled up the room again—trying to lift the heavy atmosphere.

“We’re very glad you decided to apply for the governess application, I think we’re going to get along very well, miss Y/N,” Maki said before putting out her hand for a handshake.

Following the brief conversation, Maki decided it would be a good idea to show you around the premises. You were thankful because the mansion’s blueprint seemed rather complicated and without a tour from the owner first, you would definitely find yourself lost.

The both of you wandered down the big hallway and she swung open one of the massive doors to reveal one of the most grandeur guest rooms you had ever seen in your entire life.

The room was enriched with damask wallpaper in sophisticated patterns. Against the burgundy walls stood a four-poster bed with intricately carved ebony wood, and the glass-stained windows were adorned with heavy, velvet drapes—they opened up to a balcony overlooking the estate's lush gardens.

A chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting flickering candlelight across the room and enhancing the ambiance. The room was completed with vintage mirrors and a dark, hardwood floor adorned with intricately woven Persian rugs.

Maki proudly declared, "This will be your new bedroom, I hope it suits your preferences. The previous governesses have also resided in this room."

You were truly captivated by every aspect of this mansion. “It’s absolutely perfect, I’m at a loss for words to fully convey the beauty of your home” you chuckled.

The grand tour continued as you explored the rest of the mansion, each room unveiling its own unique charm and mysteries, and your new life as a governess in the Zen'in family mansion began to unfold.

During the first few nights since your arrival, you started experiencing terrifying visions.

You found yourself standing in a graveyard surrounded by a faceless spirit—cautioning you about a malevolent presence haunting the grounds of the forested area.

“He’s coming….”

You awoke, drenched in sweat, thinking it was just another nightmare, but the heavy thunderstorm and the sight of blood splatters on the walls left you paralyzed in fear. Fumbling for the small lamp on your nightstand, bathing the space in a soft, reassuring glow.

With trembling hands, you examined the crimson patterns on the wall, and in the dim light they began to morph into something less sinister. What appeared to be blood spatters now resembled nothing more than the irregular patterns of the aging wallpaper.

Your breath steadied as you realized that it was your overactive imagination that had woven these fears into the fabric of your surroundings. Still, the sense of foreboding lingered, the haunting voice of the spirit echoing in your mind.

Amid the gentle, rhythmic lullaby of the rain and the distant rumble of thunder, you gradually drifted back into a profound slumber.

Unbeknownst to you, a tall silhouette suddenly appeared in the dimly lit corridor.

Only a few steps removed, he observed you, noting the gentle rhythm of your chest rising and falling. For the past few nights he had been lurking, fiercely captivated by your beauty.

As he entered the room, the air instantly grew colder, jolting your body awake. You let out an agonizing scream but he swiftly grabbed you, rough hand stifling your voice.

“Who the hell are you?” you muffled into his palm. His bloodshot eyes were piercing into your soul, but he slowly removed his hand from your mouth, grip still firm on your body.

“Let go of me,” you shouted aggressively.

“Shh… Calm down, little girl—my name is Toji,” he spoke in a low baritone voice.

“Wh-what d-do you want from me?!” you stammered, trembling with fear.

He closed the distance between you, and your heart raced. Instincts telling you to run—but an irresistible force held you in place. His hand gently brushed a strand of your hair away from your neck, revealing the delicate curve of your throat.

Your pulse quickened, and you could feel the heat of his breath on your skin. It was as though you were caught in a trance, unable to resist his magnetic charm.

A strange mixture of fear and desire welled up within you.

“No need to be frightened, beautiful—wouldn’t want to hurt you,” Toji's voice was eerily soothing, a contradiction to the circumstances, and his hand, though firm, no longer felt threatening.

In the dim light, you could see the impenetrable smile that played on his lips. His touch on your skin was strangely electrifying, sending shivers down your spine.

"There’s something unusual about you, you remind me of someone I once loved," he whispered with seductive allure.

A moment passed, suspended in an otherworldly tension where you were caged by Toji's presence. His fingers continued to trace the curve of your throat as he gazed into your eyes with a longing that defied explanation. It was as though he had been searching for you, a connection that ran deeper than you could comprehend.

But just as you felt your defenses weakening, a peculiar shift in the room's atmosphere heralded a sudden change. The cold air thickened, and Toji's grip on you faltered for the briefest of moments. Confusion briefly danced in his crimson eyes, and then he vanished, like an illusion dissipating into the night.

As he did, his voice, now distant, reached your ears one last time. "I will find you again, my beloved."

And in the blink of an eye, he was gone, leaving you alone in your room, shrouded in darkness, and gasping for the air you hadn't realized you'd been holding. The room returned to its former stillness, and the storm outside rumbled on, the rain providing a ghostly backdrop to the mysterious encounter that had just unfolded.

Confusion and curiosity wrestled within you, and you were left to grasp the unsettling mystery of Toji's visitation and the inexplicable connection that bound you to a man who seemed beyond your understanding.

The following morning you were seated at the colossal dining room table with Maki and Satoru in utter silence, trying to finish your pancakes.

“What’s on your mind? You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Maki questioned.

You pushed the unsettling encounter from the previous night to the back of your mind, knowing that trying to explain it would sound utterly absurd. Instead, you offered a forced smile to Maki and Satoru—trying to appear as normal as possible.

"Oh, it's nothing," you replied, though the quiver in your voice was hard to hide. "I just had a strange dream, that's all."

Satoru raised an eyebrow, skeptical but willing to let the subject drop for now. Maki, on the other hand, seemed more perceptive. Her unwavering gaze locked onto you, and her penetrating hazel eyes appeared as if she saw right through your façade.

"Well, if you do need someone to talk to, just know we're here for you."

“Thank you, miss Maki.” You nodded appreciatively, though you weren't sure if you'd ever be able to put into words the peculiar encounter you had with Toji. Despite your best efforts, his words and his touch lingered in your memory, leaving you feeling both intrigued and fearful.

As night fell once more, you lay in bed, staring at the ceiling and dreading the possibility of another visitation from the enigmatic stranger. Your heart raced, and your thoughts swirled in a chaotic turmoil of fear and curiosity.

But the night passed without incident, and the days turned into weeks. You found yourself gradually growing more comfortable in the strange, old mansion that had become your home. Maki, Megumi, and Satoru had become like family, and the disturbing visions of the graveyard and Toji's unexpected visit began to feel like distant memories.

One evening, as you sat in the cozy library with a cup of tea, you overheard Maki and Satoru discussing the history of the mansion. Their voices were hushed, but your curiosity got the better of you, and you eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Have you told her about the history of this place and the disappearances of all the previous governesses?" Satoru questioned.

Maki sighed, her voice heavy with regret. "No, I haven't, Satoru—I wanted to spare her from the dark truth. But she needs to know."

You couldn't help but wonder what they were talking about. As they continued to speak, you learned that the mansion had a dark history, one that involved a family curse and the man from the portrait named Toji. The pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place, and you realized that your encounter with the tall stranger might be intricately connected to the mansion's past.

The next morning, you confronted Maki and Satoru about what you had overheard. They exchanged worried glances before finally deciding that it was time to reveal the mansion's secrets to you.

Sitting down in the same dining room, they began to tell you the haunting tale of the mansion and its tragic history. As the story unfolded, it became clear that Toji was not just a figment of your imagination but a key figure in the curse that had plagued the mansion for eons.

In 1860, the Zen’in family moved to Lisbon to expand the family empire and dedicate themselves to the fishing business. One year later, they were successful and the city of Sintra was raised in the place. Then, for fifteen years, Izumi and Chiyo Zen’in built their mansion.

Their servant Mirai had an unrequited love for their son Ryo who actually loved a woman named Hiromi. But Mirai was a powerful witch who cursed him and his entire bloodline, whenever the oldest son of the family suffered a tragic death they were turned into a vampire.

The cycle of history repeating itself in each new generation, culminated in the demise of every vampire at the hands of the town's inhabitants.

As you listened to the details of the curse and Toji's role in it, a chilling realization washed over you. The strange connection you felt with him, the inexplicable attraction, and his promise to find you again were all part of a curse that had bound your destiny to the enigmatic figure from the past.

The night had fallen, and you were lying in bed, thoughts still consumed by the revelations of the past weeks. Eyes heavy with drowsiness—your body on the brink of slipping into slumber—a sudden loud noise jolted you awake.

The earth had stopped spinning for a brief moment when you noticed the raven-haired man had appeared in your bedroom again.

“We finally meet again—my love,” he spoke softly before walking towards your bedside.

“Is breaking into my bedroom and startling me your way of trying to seduce me?” you retorted.

A smug smile curved his scarred lips as he fixed an intense gaze on you. “Perhaps I am—perhaps not. Is it affecting you?"

As his voice echoed through the room, you couldn't help but feel a mix of unease and fascination.

"What do you want from me, Toji?" you exclaimed.

“It has been quite a while since I have felt an irresistible desire like this—but I find myself yearning for you,” he said, crimson eyes still locked on you.

The deeper he spoke with that resonant voice, the more it ignited a fire within your core.

Gaze shifting from your face towards your lips; his one hand moved towards your face as it gently brushed your cheek. “Can I touch you everywhere?”

“Yes, please,” you replied eagerly.

Captivated by your beauty, fingers tracing your features, he whispered softly, “Can I kiss you anywhere?”

“Stop teasing me so much,” you started to plead.

Despite the fear that had initially gripped you, a strange, electric tension hung in the air. He whispered once more, “Can I taste you everywhere?”

"Toji…” you gasped, his name a barely audible whisper on your lips.

His smirk grew even further, and the tone in his voice changed, this time growing even more flirtatious and smooth. Slowly but surely, your fear was replaced by an intense wave of longing.

Something snapped inside of him too after hearing you say his name—he couldn’t resist you any longer.

He leaned in, and his kiss was fierce and possessive. It was as if the curse that bound your destinies together was demanding its fulfillment. The room seemed to fade away, and you were lost in the intensity of the moment.

You withdrew slightly and met his gaze. “You don’t have to be gentle, I want you to ruin me.”

His eyes turned darker, and a sinister grin intensified. “Are you sure about that, sweetheart? So eager already. Be careful what you wish for.”

“Y- Yes, I am…” you replied.

Not letting you utter another word, his lips pressed against your neck. Teeth gently brushing against your skin as his hand continued to trace your body.

With a sudden and purposeful motion, both of you were positioned at the open window, your back pressed against the balcony's railing. His figure now completely loomed over you, and your body temperature increased rapidly.

Toji leaned closer again, his breath caressing your ear. “You’re so beautiful, you know that?” As he spoke, his lips grazed your pulse point, and you could feel the sharp tips of his elongated canines running delicately along your veins.

There’s so many things that he could do to you—he wanted to indulge in every part of you—ruin you.

Heart thumping in your chest, the rush of adrenaline mixing with the undeniable attraction you felt for this charming vampire. You could no longer hide the strange and powerful pull he had over you, even as his teeth danced along your skin.

As the faint moonlight cast a soft glow upon your entwined forms, you stared up at him, and he kissed you again, this time more feverishly.

You moaned softly as his kisses on your neck trailed downward, halting just above your breasts.

More than a want, he needed you right here on this balcony.

Swiftly lowering the straps of your blue nightdress, the garment fell to the ground. He started covering your chest in little bruises and bite marks as rough, calloused fingers rubbed your hardened nipples.

“I will take such good care of you, I promise,” he cooed. Deep voice penetrating your skin; you’re almost completely bare, and he’s admiring every inch of your body. White lace panties pooled with your arousal, eagerly awaiting his touch.

Toji lowered his body and locked himself between your legs, slowly peeling off your panties and taking off his own shirt.

“Fuck. So wet for me already. Filthy slut’s desperate for me, huh?” Sucking on the soft skin of your inner thighs, his digits started massaging your folds.

Biting his scarred lips at the sight of your glistening cunt, he inserted one finger and quickly added another one.

Smugly watching his fingers disappear inside your cunt, he hit the sensitive spot repeatedly.

“You belong to me; look at you taking my fingers so well,” he said against your cunt, turning you into a whimpering mess as your legs started to tremble.

Slowly increasing his tempo, your lewd moans were so pretty, egging him on as he groaned against your plush thighs. With long fingernails digging into his broad, muscular shoulders, you chanted his name over and over again like a prayer.

“That’s it, baby. Such a good girl, cum for me,” he cooed.

Going above and beyond to please you, Toji latched onto your sensitive clit and started lapping at your folds like a starved man.

“Tojii– Fuck, feels too good. I- I’m gonna cum,” you cried out to him as he brought you to your toe-curling orgasm with his mouth and fingers.

Weak in the knees, you panted heavily as you tried to come down from your high. Toji lifted himself up, pulling you into him as he passionately kissed you again, his saliva mixing with your sweet juices. “You taste so good, princess,” he drawled.

Finally taking off his pants and boxers, he exposed his painfully throbbing, thick cock and started stroking it. Your mouth watered at the beautiful sight, and the intense urge to drop down on your knees took over your body.

Everything about Toji was big, and his dick was no exception.

“Go on, I know you’re desperate to taste it,” he grinned proudly.

Placing wet kisses over his massive length, he threw his head back and grabbed your hair to guide your movements. Caressing his pre-cum-covered tip, you started to lick long stripes from the head to his swollen balls, slowly taking the head of his cock inside.

“You better keep those pretty eyes on me while you suck it.” His breathing slowly grew erratic as you took the rest of his cock into your mouth and down your throat.

He squeezed your breasts as he praised you. “You look so beautiful like this.” Tongue swirling and swallowing around him, he started to thrust your mouth.

Tortured groans left his mouth as he made you gag and choke around the tip of his hardness. Tears started to fall, staining your cheeks, and saliva dripped down your chin.

Toji grabbed your face with one hand, holding your mouth still, and his other hand was now pumping the base of his cock.

“Open, now,” he demanded. “Stay still.”

You obeyed him as he held your jaw open, angling his dick into your mouth. He moaned loudly as he finished, shooting thick, hot ropes of cum on your tongue.

He took a moment to admire the sight of you, your lips wide open and mouth filled with his cum.

“Swallow, pretty slut.”

Watching you as you did as he said, his eyes followed the movement of your throat as you swallowed everything. “Good fucking girl,” he praised you.

Lifting you up, your faces grew close again. Spitting in his hand, Toji coated his cock slightly and lined himself up. Your eyes met again as he pushed himself inside of you slowly, starting off with long, slow thrusts. He gripped the balcony for stability, grinding deeper into your cunt.

Increasing the speed of his strokes, you felt him hitting your cervix, again and again. Making your head spin as he ruthlessly pounded into you. “Right there. Fuck. Don’t stop,” you moaned, biting your lip.

“Tell me, who does this pretty pussy belong to?” He groaned, his ruff voice tickling your ear.

You let out a whine, “Mmm— only belong to you.”

“Gonna cum inside this tight cunt, fill you up so nicely and make you a mommy. Carrying my baby, so you’re bound to me,” he whispered against your neck.

Strokes starting to falter, a string of curses left his lips before he finally emptied himself inside you, endless spurts of cum filling you up.

Your vision turned white as you climaxed, suddenly you felt his sharp teeth start sinking in your neck, sucking your blood. A slight ache turned into pleasure as you came down from your high.

He sucked in the last drops of blood, his grasp on you slowly loosening and his bloodshot eyes faded into their natural state.

As he softly kissed the bite marks, you declared to him, “I want to be yours forever, Toji.”

[catsgut]

scum bag toji spitting on your pussy before he fingers you is just so 😫😫

yEEeeeesssSss!!!! i didn’t mean to have it take a turn like this but this is scumbag toji we are talking abt that man is a menace

warnings : loogies bc toji is gross, actually nasty nasty nasty im sorry :3

you whimpered watching him tug your pants down to your ankles. “look at this fuckin’ pussy,” toji put your pussy in his mouth and sucked through your panties, a dark wet patch showing under his mouth. you leaned against his couch. your hands were gripping the hard cushion so tightly below you and you swore your pinky was digging into a cigarette burn hole, but you couldn’t care less. everytime you tell yourself never again, but the head was just too good to say no….

“lemme take these off,” he grinned and hooked his big fingers around the waistband and yanked. the muggy air of his apartment felt oddly good on your pussy when he spread your legs far apart. “doin’ the splits f’me,” toji laughed pushing your legs further apart.

you watched his head lean forward and his lips pucker, a glob of spit dripping down onto your thigh. he clearly missed your clit and you watched him try to suck more spit into his mouth making a kissing face. the scene almost gave you second hand embarrassment, but the thought of him tongue fucking you pushed every other thought from your head.

another glob started oozing from his lips, but this time it was a yellowish color. you didn’t have enough time to move away and before your eyes he spat a giant loogie onto your pussy, smearing it around with his thumb. “sorry, baby, got cotton mouth… had to hack one up for ya.”

IM SORRY THIS WAS SO GROSS BUT IT MADE ME GIGGLE AND HE TOTALLT WOULD PLS SEND MIRE IM BEGGING

[whiteferrar1]

“Want a Taste”

You’re a college student working at a grade school helping with a science class. Megumi is one of the nicest students but his dad is the opposite…

୨୧ Warnings: Smut (Duh), Eating out, Needy Toji, strangers(?) To lovers, Megumi mentioned, making out, car sex, fem reader (Ironic coming from a trans guy)🤍 NOT PROOF READ LMAO, Porn w/ slight plot.

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Being a teachers assistant at an elementary school wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. The kids were so well mannered and sweet, always wanting your help. You were a college student who helped out at a science class due to your major. It wasn’t a lot of money but it was nice to help the children.

The only issue was the parent of one student. Megumi and his father Toji.

Toji would almost always drop Megumi off late to class and wouldn’t pick him up whenever needed, opting to just walk home even though it was a decently long walk. But Megumi never complained about his father’s stubbornness and would wave you off while he walked.

Today was no different. Megumi had a tummy ache and wanted his dad to pick him up Toji never answered. So after resting Megumi walked home with a weak smile. You felt bad about not being able to take him home but you had to finish papers for the teacher what was out for the day.

You’re sitting at the desk, almost finished with the paper when the door opened. Toji walk through the door with his hands in his pockets.

“Megumi isn’t here Mr.Fushiguro, he walked home today” You deadpan as your eyes shift back to the papers in front of you. Toji just hums.

“Oh.” He simply says as he stands in front of your desk. You neatly place the papers in the desk drawer before you look back up at Toji.

“Is there something you need?” I ask him with a head tilt.

Toji clears his throat as he crosses his arms. He stares down at you with narrow eyes “Was wonderin’ if ya could drive me home, don’t got enough’ money for a cab again” He gruffly says.

You check the time before you begrudgingly nodded. “Yeah sure” I say as I grab my tote bag and leave the classroom with Toji trailing behind me. I get to my car and open the door. I get in the seat and when Toni gets in I drive off.

“I’m kinda hungry, can you take me to get something?” He smugly asks as he places his large hand on my thigh.

If it was anyone else you would’ve threw their hand off and jumped out of the moving car. But Toji was different… You couldn’t deny the feeling in your stomach when he looked at you whenever he would stroll in late during the day to pick up Megumi. He was buff, in his 30’s, a dominant aura all around him.

you bite your lip before you nod “Yeah sure” I mumble as I spin the wheel and turn into a drive through. I order the food and grab it before driving to a nearby to park and ride to eat the food without driving with it ending up all over my clothes.

I park and the car and take out my small meal. I wasn’t really that hungry but it would be awkward to just watch Toji eat in silence of the car. Toji unwraps his burger and quickly eats it while he sips of water.

You two started chatting as you ate, giggling at his smug words and flirty jokes. But this you had no idea how it got to this.

Toji laid in the back seat, his hands roughly gripping your ass as his tongue laps your cunt. Your palms press against the foggy window as you moan loudly. Toji’s mouth sucked your cilt while one finger tease your hole. Tears prick my eyes as I whine at the warm feeling.

“Pussy tastes so fuckin’ good baby” Toji groans against your folds.

you only moan as an answer, unable to speak properly. Toji’s large arms pull you to properly sit on his face and not just hover. “Told ya’ to fucking sit on my mouth, not hover over it” He huffs as his mouths moves back to your cunt. I loudly sob out against the feeling of his tongue circles your hole teasingly.

“Toji fuck! ‘tis to much!” I moan as my back arches.

Two of his fingers enter your cunt and roughly move in and out. “Cunts so fuckin’ tight, I don’t think my dick is gonna be able to fit” He says with a laugh. Toji sucks on your clit again, faster this time as he finger fucks you mercilessly. 

“Gonna cum! Fuck-Toji please more” I moan loudly as I cover my mouth as my eyes rolls back.

“Come on baby, let go. Let this pretty pussy cum on my lips” I moans against your cunt.

The band in your stomach snaps as your thighs quiver against his head as you cum with another loud whine. Toji’s skilled mouth doesn’t stop sucking on your clit until you push his head back and with shaky legs climb off of his face and to straddle him. My head falls on his chest as I try to regain control my body.

“That pretty cunt of yours tastes real fuckin’ good Mama” He grins as he brings your lips back to his own. “Never gonna stay away from it” He groans as his hands tangle in your curls.

You pull back from the wet kiss as you whine from his sultry voice. You lay your head back on his chest with a little sigh.

“Lemme pay you back, I can suck you off” You say with a cute grin.

Toji just shakes his head as his thumb wipes the spit off your lips. “Nah baby, gonna’ take you on a date first before I get you bouncing on me” He smugly says as he chuckles loudly.

“I can drive you you back down now” I tell him with a warm smile as I push myself off of him and to the front seat. Toji climbs back to the front seat and leans back a bit. Before you drive off

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Yall this was my first smut 😛

[chosos-mascara]

first time

𝙩𝙤𝙟𝙞 𝙛𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙤 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 - after toji finds out you're a virgin, you find yourself in an ultimatum.

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 - virginity loss, fingering, condom use, toji refuses at first, pet names (good girl, pretty), rough sex, age gap (reader is mid 20s, toji is mid 40s)

2k words

Lips on lips, skin on skin. Toji's hands roamed over your body with haste, tugging at the hem of your shirt, palms running the length of stomach to cup bare chest. He'd worked with experience and ease, finally ready to fuck you. Sure, he hadn't understood why you'd want to fuck your friend's father, but he wouldn't question you now. Only after he would feel that tight cunt wrap around him would he call you out on the odd situation. He was almost fifty, after-all. 

"Gonna fuck you good." Deep breaths against neck, member hard against your inner leg. You'd whimpered under him as his grip finally found ghosted panties, waiting and slick with arousal. But, when he pulled them to the side to get look over more of you, your thighs had anxiously pressed together.  "What, you gettin' all shy now?" He laughed, a rough hand grabbing the fat of your leg to push to the side, though with a hand over your face, you shrugged. Brow raised, he retracted his grip. 

"Don't tell me you're a virgin or some shit?" His accusatory tone would have caused you to blow up, he'd known that. If he was wrong, you'd be quick to correct him, to tell him otherwise. Your silence spoke volumes. 

"I-" You began, heart racing. "I'm not..." Trailing off, your eyes darted to his gaze. Narrow, green. He stared at you in confusion, the previous lust filled stare fading into his usual stoic gaze.  "Oh, no." Just like that, Toji stood from the bed. "Are you serious?" His annoyance had been written clearly, not only on the irked expression, but in the timbre of voice. 

"It's fine, I want to." You spoke, pushing yourself upward, an attempt to persuade him from walking away. There was embarrassment in your words, a twist in stomach at the action of being pushed away. You'd liked Toji for a long time, you'd fantasized about him fucking you - how could you ruin it now? After years of friendly flirting, lighthearted teasing and some tension, you'd die before giving this up. 

You met Megumi in your freshman year of college, his father shortly after. The younger male hadn't wanted his 20th to be a big deal, though with Yuuji and Nobara as his close friends, it had been inevitable. You'd met Toji that evening, the looming figure leaning over kitchen counter, words spoken upon your arrival to "have fun." The first sentence he'd spoken to you while waving his kid off had you reeled in. From then on, every and any excuse to visit Megumi's home had been executed. Of course, you'd valued him as a friend, a close bond within your group, and due to this you'd felt the burden of guilt when attempting to woo his own blood, but in your defense, you couldn't help it. 

Only, now you'd been close to fulfilling a desire, it had been ripped from your hands. A virgin. You'd known it was unusual at your age, when most people had lost it before they'd even started college - twenty-five and pure hadn't been where you'd wanted to be. 

"Shit, why'd you lie? I ain't takin' your virginity." 

Your chest tightened. 

"What?" The confidence you'd had before had sank within the depths of your hollow body, fights clenching against the comforter. Though, when realizing the nakedness of upper half, your arms had flown to hide the bare chest that had been exposed so readily. 

"Look-" He sighed, shifting. A sudden uneasiness from within him, a sigh after separating pursed lips. "Your first time shouldn't be with someone like me. Just," Toji couldn't look at you as he'd spoken. The disheveled state, the heartbreak written clearly in your eye. What was he thinking, anyway? Someone his son's age, when he'd been bordering fifty. There had to be a power imbalance there, right? "Just, save it for someone else." 

"I'm not a child!" A shout from your lips, glassy eyes glaring at him. "You don't get to dictate what I can and cannot do - who I can and cannot fuck!" A pillow was thrown his way through anger, hot tears finally falling over heated cheeks - though you hadn't been sure if this had been due to embarrassment or disappointment. 

"I know you're not a fucking child." Toji leaned against the door as you'd scrambled to pick up your shirt from the floor, discarded in haste. "But you don't know me. You don't wanna go givin' that shit to me."  "Fuck," You sighed, pulling cotton back over chest. "Stop acting like it's a disease." 

Standing, you faced the male before you, awaiting his movement from the door to allow your departure. He looked over you, once, and then once more, before pushing himself from the wood. There'd been some reluctance in his movements, a hesitance in allowing you to leave, but he did so in silence. Only when your shoes had hugged your feet and bag slung on your shoulder had he opened his mouth to allow an excuse to his behavior. 

"Look," You'd reached a hand over the lock, turning it. His hand came over you, palm pushing over the door to prevent you opening it. The action had forced you against the door, his chest pressing to yours when you'd turned. Toji's arms caged you to the exit. 

"There's things you don't know about me. Things I've done. I didn't think you were stupid enough to like me that much - I thought you were just horny." Just like that, your body had reacted to the proximity you'd found yourself within. So desperately, you'd wanted to hate him, to never see him again, yet with his face inches from your own and his chest plush to yours, it had felt impossible. 

"Spare me your sob story. I don't care." The bitter statements had been from a place of misery; he'd understood that.  "Alright. I'll see you around." 

Two weeks. 

After that point, you'd figured you wouldn't see Toji again. He'd been your first crush, and although you'd felt pained by his rejection, you knew you'd learn to accept it. Though, there had been one thing you'd felt plagued with. Something had been playing on your mind as of late - a burden that you'd been ready to cut loose. A label you'd wished you'd had the confidence to rid yourself of years ago. Sure, a stranger in a bar hadn't been ideal, but you'd just have to get it over with. 

A glass of wine placed before you on the bar. Not your favorite by all means, but it had been enough.  "From the guy on table four." 

She'd pointed to your right, and your head had anxiously turned, though when your gaze had set on a black head of hair, a pink scar over lips, the nervousness had turned into something else. An unreadable mix of emotions too tangled to read. Had you felt relieved, or angered? 

"Are you following me?" The first question from your lips, glass setting opposite Toji as his un-amused expression bore into your own.  "Are you trying to get fucked by some shithead?"  "None of your business."   "Do ya think that'll change my mind or somethin'? Cause I think you're just being fucking stupid right now." 

You laughed in anger. 

"Thanks for the wine. I'm gonna get going." 

Tilting head, the red liquid had been gulped back with swiftness, a readiness to leave acting as motivation. Though, a warm grip over your wrist had stopped you once again, head snapping toward Toji's unreadable glare. 

"I'll do it." 

You furrowed a brow, scowl contorting into confusion. "What?" 

"I'll fuck you."  "I don't need your charity." You'd been quick to bite back, a bratty trait he'd realized he'd admired.  "I ain't offering charity. I'm offering to fuck your pretty brains out." Toji pushed himself from the chair, a tug on your wrist to bring you closer. "Only thing is, I ain't going soft. You want me to fuck you, I'll do it my way." 

Megumi had moved out after graduating, one detail you hadn't been overly thankful for until now. His new home had resulted in less visits to Toji, though as of a recent exchange in numbers and an influx of flirtatious messages, it hadn't mattered much anymore. 

Pushing through Toji's door, a slam followed by smacking of lips and a tug of your jacket. In this moment, you'd been relieved you hadn't had to worry about another occupant finding you. At first, he'd had you up against the wall, a fiery kiss similar to that of weeks before, hands roaming the dress you'd had on, the curve of your figure, a rough lift of the skirt to encourage the removal of the garment. 

You'd followed along eagerly, shoes kicked off, dress thrown to the floor, Toji's shirt unbuttoned with shaking hand. He'd tasted like cigarettes and mint against your tongue when he'd pulled you toward his room, fingers wrapping to unclasp the bra you'd picked out earlier in the evening, the matching panties to follow. 

He'd been stripped to boxers, hardness exceedingly evident in the stretch of cotton, though he hadn't focused too much on his own ache before pleasing yours. Toji pulled the last item of clothing from you, drawing back to both admire the woman before him, and to spit over his fingers. They ghosted over your folds, pad of fingertip grazing over your clit. Hips bucking to his touch, you'd suppressed a moan. 

"Gotta warm you up." He'd been kneeling between your legs, thick fingers rubbing circles over your core as he watched you through lust-filled eyes. Back arching, teeth caught over lips. You looked pretty. 

One finger inside, then another. He pushed into you with ease, fingers slick with spit and wetness to create lewd sounds from between your legs. If you had been more focused, you'd have died of embarrassment, but with his thumb rubbing circles over your clit and his fingers pumping in and out of you, you'd lost your mind. Moans had left your lips with your hips rolling, legs spreading wider. He knew you were close, and so fast, too. 

"Toji, feels so good-" Drawn out words, eyes rolling back, "I'm gonna-" Interrupted by your own body's spasms, an orgasm washed over your twitching muscles and skin. He'd smirked while watching your face contort and stomach suck inward, a breathy laugh of amusement.  "Thaaat's it. Cum on my fingers." The gruff voice caressing your ear had you whining for more, a request he'd felt his duty to fulfill. 

You'd come down, and in that time Toji had rolled the condom over his length, pressing head to entrance.  "You sure 'bout this, pretty thing?" You'd nodded frantically, eyes opening to meet his.  "Fuck me, Toji. Please."  He exhaled through his grin. "Since you asked so nicely." 

You watched as his cock disappeared into you, a hiss through his teeth when feeling your warm cunt finally wrap around his dick. The sensation had been better than the one from his fingers, the fullness of his cock deep inside causing groans of pleasure. He drew back, hands gripping over your hips as he pushed in once more, a few languid strokes before he'd found a rhythm. 

Toji hadn't lied about going at it his way. He'd made sure to stuff you to hilt before drawing back, a bruising grip on your body. You'd been a mess under him, back pressed into the mattress when he'd leaned forward, suddenly placing an arm beside your heated cheek, moving to tilt your hips upward further and fuck at a deeper angle than before. There had been some pain to begin with, but it had subsided within a short few seconds, thrusts reaching cervix. 

"So fuckin' tight." He'd grunted while bullying into you, ragged breaths accompanying the slaps of his hips into your thighs. "Spread 'em wider." You'd done as he'd asked, the stretch of your muscles burning slightly, though with blurred vision and whines, Toji knew the deeper angle had pleased you even more. 

"Good girl." His hand tightened over your skin, air knocking from chest as he rolled his hips. "Jus' like that." Toji was growing closer, his thrusts sloppier as he fought back his high until he'd been unable to stop himself any longer. Thick ropes had filled the rubber, grunts leaving parted lips as he threw his head back. 

THIS POSTED BEFORE I HAD EDITED IT OOPS