tojiswyfe

[tojiswyfe]

HEAVY LOVE

just thinking about how satoru would comfort you when those insecure thoughts get a tad bit too loud.

he'd fuck them out of you. when i tell you this man would absolutely worship your body, i mean it. i mean, the best way to drown out those pesky thoughts is by overpowering them with the sound of his pretty girls throaty moans as he spells the word 'perfect' with his slender fingers on your poor overstimulated clit... right?

satoru would definitely be the type to whisper sweet nothings into your ear as he fucks all those bad thoughts away and when he sees your pathetic attempt at burying your face in his muscular shoulders he'd say some sly shit like,

'aww, dont get shy on me now baby. let me see that pretty face again, hm?'

'y'know you're my perfect girl, yeah?'

satoru could never let his girl go about her day having all those thoughts looming above her head like a stormy rain cloud because to him, you're a goddess.

[tojiswyfe]

KEEP IT PROFESSIONAL

synopsis: toji fushiguro, a seasoned name notorious in the adult film industry who's everyones desired search. today was just another day at work, except it wasn't. he was met with you. you're a newcomer. a fresh face in the industry with a name that barely rings a bell. toji assumes that you're going to just be another nervous wreck he has to deal with for a day and never see again but he quickly becomes aware of your sharp-tongue and fiery personality that violently clashes with his.

info: experienced!pornstar!toji, inexperienced!pornstar!reader, asshole!toji, confident!reader, swearing, smut, angst, enemies to lovers, eventual romance, eventual fluff, loads of banter.

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not proof read.

god, you were nervous. by all means, it wasnt you're first rodeo but you were used to the home-made, filmed on an iphone type of porn so after being met with the ultra high quality video cameras and microphones that detected even the quietest of noises you were definitely somewhat intimidated.

it was to be expected though, you knew what you were signing up for when accepting the job and well the pay was… well let’s just say your pockets were going to be heavy.

suddenly, the door opened. broad shoulders, muscular build and that skin tight black compression shirt. toji fushiguro. 45 minutes late to the shoot. you were expecting him to apologise for the late arrival but instead you were taken aback by the sentence that left his mouth.

“for fucks sake a newbie? never even seen the girl in a porno let alone heard her name.” he complained.

what? what.

i mean sure you weren’t as renowned as he was but you weren’t completely incompetent at your job.

“excuse me?” you say, flabbergasted at the audacity of this man, “respectfully, you come to the shoot 45 minutes late and the first thing you do is berate me?”

he cocked an eyebrow in amusement and a god awful smirk found its way onto his face.

“respectfully, darlin’, when you’ve been in the industry longer than most people can hold a job, you’re allowed to walk in a couple minutes late.”

you turn to the directors expecting them to scold toji for the lack of professionalism but instead you watch as the directors and film staff hand him an iced coffee and begin to explain the rundown of the scene.

“toji, my man! glad you could make it! okay what’s ‘gonna happen is a simpl—“

the director is cut off by tojis uninterested voice, “yeah yeah, my manager already told me on the way here. husband, house wife plot.”

the director beams with a smile, “that’s right!”

—

minutes before the scene you and toji were getting ready and discussing what you were going to do.

“okay firs—“

“just follow my lead, newbie. i know what im doing.” his voice cuts straight through yours.

no way in hell were you going to allow this asshole of a man get away with disrespecting you again.

“okay man first of all, never cut me off again and second of all, why are you such a dick?” you say assertively while you both begin to make your way onto the set.

“‘maybe you’re just overly sensitive.” he replies, not even sparing you a glance.

you open your mouth to protest but, once again, are cut off by a loud, “cameras rolling in three, two, one, action!”

you cringe as you finally remember what you were initially here for and take a deep breath, suppressing whatever remarks you so desperately wanted to throw at toji and the urge to wipe that stupid smirk off his face.

okay, kitchen counter, toji comes, we fuck and then i can finally leave. you continuously chant in your head.

it was not that easy.

half the day had already gone and all of the takes were ruined by you and tojis constant bickering. seriously, he would be almost half way inside you and then one of you would open your mouth to mumble a snide comment to provoke the other.

the director pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration and sighs, “i swear to god if neither of you learn to be civil we’re all going home and no one gets payed.”

now this caught both of your attentions. it’s like a flip switched in both your heads and you both realised the two of you had a common goal at heart. money.

“last take, make it count.” the director said and the cameras began to roll.

all you were wearing was a pair of panties and an apron. turned towards the stove stirring a pot humming to yourself. suddenly toji walks in. a big brooding man coming home to his obedient house wife. yuck.

his rough hands grab your waist and he leans forward, he groans an he lets his clothed cock press into the plush of your ass.

he’s already hard?

you moan as you feel toji pepper wet, sloppy kisses on your neck and trailing down to your collar bone.

“let me show you how much i fuckin’ missed you ma.”

he bends you over the counter and slides your panties off and massages your ass in his enormous hands like dough.

he shoves his fingers in your mouth aggressively. your eyes widen at the sudden intrusion. you knew he was making a silent dig at you.

he wants to play dirty? well now, you’re practically obliged to you show him how nasty you can be.

you suck on his fingers, moaning and pressing your backside into him more, grinding your bare ass into his bulge.

he smirks as he removes his fingers from your mouth, a string of saliva connected from your mouth to his hand. he swiftly brings it to your pussy lathering it up and sliding a finger in teasingly.

your back arches as he begins to do 8’s on your poor clit. your knees begin to tremble ever so slightly and your breathing quickens. you whimper and he leans down to whisper in your ear, “not such a big shot now, are ya?”

your ears perk up at that and that cloudiness in your brain clears in an instant. you turn around to him and create a slight distance.

“let me show you how much i missed you.” you say letting the words fall of your tongue in such a sultry manner that the crew didn’t even care if you were going off script.

you kneel down and unbuckle tojis leather belt, ‘accidentally’ brushing your hand against his tent.

oh this was going to be fun.

you palm his cock through his now revealed boxers and free it from its shackles of fabric.

oh shit oh shit oh shit oh-

to describe his cock as big would simply be the biggest understatement of the century. his cock was ridiculously big. like ridiculously. it’s girth was proportional to its length and it slightly curved to the right.

you don’t even bother looking at him because you know the second you did you would be met with that shit-eating grin.

you spit on your hand and hold the base of his cock, slowly moving up and down in a sliding motion. his pretty pink tip was already leaking with pre-cum and you slowly teased it with your tongue, licking away the substance.

“fuck..” he groaned in a raspy tone.

when you say you gave him the best head you have ever given, you were not lying.

quickly, you took almost all of him in your mouth. after your throat quickly adjusted to his size you hollowed your cheeks out with his cock, bobbing your head up and down. he grabs a fistful of your hair and bucked his hips into your mouth pushing his length further down your throat.

he tried to hold back his moans just out of spite but the second you took his balls into your hands and began massaging them it was game over. the sensation elicited the loudest groans out of the man. sweat droplets forming on his forehead, glistening in the studio lights.

you knew he was close and your suspicions were confirmed when you saw his head tilt back and felt his hips stutter as a warm liquid filled your mouth.

you let your (e/c) eyes meet his verdant ones and with one big gulp you swallow his seed.

in less than a second you feel the same, familiar rough hands grab you and place you onto the counter, spreading your legs with ease.

he slides his cock up and down your entrance as, “fuck baby you’re already so wet.” he teased smirking.

suddenly he slams into you. you genuinely think your going to be ripped in half. he doesn’t even give you time to adjust before he begins to fuck you at a brutal pace.

you tilt your head back, grabbing his biceps as support, though it doesn’t really work. the sounds of both of your skins slapping together fill the studio. he reaches his hand down to your pussy and rubs your clit in a circular motion.

your heart slams against your ribcage and your thoughts are scattered. your whimpers and moans collide with his raspy groans as he continues to abuse your cunt.

again, he leans down to whisper in your ear, “still got an attitude, newbie?” his warm breath tickled your skin.

all you could do was whine in response. you couldn’t even form coherent sentences due to how hard this man was fucking you. the air was electric, you felt high on lust and trust me, he did too.

he pressed down onto you’re lower stomach and began thrusting into you again until his cock hit that one spot that had you seeing stars. your moan echoed through the studio.

he smirked, “fuckin’ found it.”

rapidly, he began to mercilessly slam into that spot and your vision went white. he felt your pussy spasm and clench around his dick and you came hard.

he followed your orgasm a second after, pulling out and shooting out ribbons of white all over your stomach.

“cut!” the director shouted with that same beaming smile from before. “good work guys that was amazing.”

—

that went pretty well, you think to yourself as you get clothed you grab your things, you think happily about all the things you were going to splurge on after receiving your pay.

a new bag? ooo! maybe a new pair of shoes! oh and i’m definitely getting that necklace ive had my eye on for sooo—

“oi, newbie!” a voice splices through your moment of bliss.

you turn to be faced with guess who! toji.

“what?” you say with an already fed-up undertone.

“good work out there but remember this is just another job for me so no catching feelings alright? i know what you newcomers can be like. after one scene you get all attached and all that shit so do me a favour and keep it professional, alright? i’m heading out, see ya never.”

and with one swift movement the door slams and he’s gone.

your jaw goes slack with utter shock. how big is this guys ego? i mean how dare he question your professionalism.

you take a deep breath and count your blessings that you’ll never have to see the asshole again.. or that’s what you think.

hey guys i hope you liked the first chapter of “keep it professional”

still haven’t decided if it’s a slow burn or but i still mentioned it in the info section.

let me know if you liked it!!