BTS Performs Butter Onstage During The 64th Annual GRAMMY Awards At MGM Grand Garden Arena On April 03,

BTS performs “Butter” onstage during the 64th Annual GRAMMY Awards at MGM Grand Garden Arena on April 03, 2022 in Las Vegas, Nevada. [cr. kimtaehyunq]

a boy brushed red living in black and white

pairing: elliot x fem!reader

warnings: swearing and mentions of drugs.

a/n: i believe this series will have seven parts so stay tuned! get added to my taglist here babes. i hope you enjoy! <3

words: 1.7k + not proofread

part two | part three | part four | part five | part six |part seven

can you feel your heartbeat racing? can you taste the fear in her sweat? you've done this wrong, it's too far gone, these sheets tell of regret. i admit that i'm just a fool for you, i am just a fool for you.

you pressed play onto your baby blue speaker before plopping onto your bed in a huff. school was the same old same old, the work was just getting harder. once you were done doing the last page of your calculus though? you quickly did your night routine so you could listen to music.

“i would do it, press a button, pull the trigger, pull a mountain, jump off a cliff cause you know baby i love you, love you a little bit…” you softly sang to yourself while dancing, a small mirror clutched in your hand as you examined your nose.

whatever song you had stuck in your head before you closed your window each night he heard.

he knew their YouTube homepages were different. hers filled with glowy makeup tutorials, new Fenty skincare, watching people getting eyelash extensions and their nails done, hair videos, pamper routines, and kittens.

his was filled with gaming, beats, few reaction videos, short horror films, and an insane amount of music videos.

he thought he was imagining things the first time he heard her attempt to hit Kellin Quinn’s notes on King for a Day. she had giggled at her voice cracking before deciding to just hum to herself.

that did it.

that was what caused Elliot’s infatuation to grow even more.

he woke up earlier than usual one Thursday. through the blinding sun rays, he could see her trying to blend out the concealer under her eyes with her French manicured fingers before hurriedly grabbing at a beauty blender.

switching to sit up in his bed, he rubbed at his eyes. the movement caught the corner of her eye before she looked up and waved at him with a small smile.

the breath was caught in his lungs as he realized it was for him. with a short wave back from him, she turned back to setting her face.

that one interaction made his morning better.

there was a stupid smile on his face all day long.

“the fuck got you so happy?” Rue asked him in chemistry. she was hogging his notes and quickly copied them while Elliot daydreamed about his morning.

Jules laughed at her girlfriends nosiness before rolling her eyes at the obvious.

“lover boy probably saw his lover girl.” she giggled at his face change. she knew she was right then.

Rue noticed and laughed too. she closed his notebook before shoving his sweater clad shoulder.

not to long after you had moved in they both had noticed him always sitting at his window. he went from simply smoking out of it to staring intently out of it no matter what he was doing.

it was interesting to say the least.

one day Jules and Rue had enough of wondering what Elliot was staring at while they were trying to smoke the blunt he had tightly gripped between his fingers.

Rue marched towards him and quickly looked in the direction he was. “let me see what you’re staring- oh my damn.” Rue said with her mouth wide open from her place by Elliot’s shoulder. Elliot’s neighbor was doing yoga in front of her window. lights low, sunlight coming in making her skin glow, and candles burning as she stretched.

she was beautiful. hair out of her face, glowing skin, alluring eyes, and wearing a cute two piece athletic set while a YouTube playlist softly played from her tv.

“i wanna s…” Jules trailed off as she assessed the scene. you were absolutely breath taking to her. “i wanna be that mat.”

“i’d be at this window everyday too champ.” Rue said patting at Elliot’s shoulder before laughing and taking the blunt from his hand, still eyeing you through the smoke.

she couldn’t believe Elliot had lucked out like this.

“damn…did she drop her towel in front of you?” she teased at him, his head quickly shaking as he was snapped out of his day dream once again. the girls bursted into a fit of giggles right before the bell rang, Elliot quickly getting out of his seat and hurriedly leaving after gathering his things.

“awwwww! Ellie come back!” the girls hollered behind him causing unnecessary attention. he could see Nate glance at him from the corner of his eye as he rushed away from the girls, side stepping BB on his way.

at that time he passed you in the hallway. platform sandals, shiny legs, perfect makeup, matching French tips on your toe nails and finger nails that were digging into the bottom of your locker.

it didn’t help you were wearing some reworked Ed Hardy piece you had turned into a dress with a heart shaped sucker clutched between your lips he just knew you got from the library.

you bent up with your blue and pink juicy bag now in your grasp and caught his eye. your tired eyes meeting his enticing ones.

“hi Elliot!” you beamed at him over the sucker in your mouth. he stumbled over his shoes at your action and your eyes holding 16 mm lashes widened.

reaching a perfectly manicured hand out you gripped his arm to steady him.

“h-hey.” he whispered at your close proximity.

“hi.” you giggled up at him. he could smell the strawberry and mint on your breath and the sweet perfume or lotion you used this morning.

you two shyly smiled at each other before another call of his name, just louder this time, interrupted you two.

“Ellie!” Jules squealed before yanking at the strings in his backpack causing him to sway.

you laughed at the girl before letting your hand release Elliot’s arm. he felt the warmth leave his body immediately.

“hi Jules, Rue.” you said with a small smile, looking up at the two taller girls.

Rue shyly nodded as acknowledgment while Jules let out an excited “Hi! i love those shoes!”

you told her where you got them before turning your attention back to Elliot. a teasing looking on your perfectly done face.

“bye…Ellie.” you smirked before walking away to class. Elliot’s eyes never leaving your switching hips and legs.

“fuck.” he mumbled under his breath and discreetly covering the growing tent in his pants.

“she is hot.” Rue shrugged from beside him.

“agreed.” said Jules.

“is weed like…is it really that good?” he didn’t expect those words to leave your lips or for you to be interested. he didn’t really expect to hear you at all as his low red eyes drawled over to you.

his slow beating heart seemingly sped up at your voice.

a freshly washed face with curious eyes were staring right through him as you climbed to sit on the edge of your window just like him. your moisturized lips were bit in thought and as if you two were in a room together, you had leaned in to give him undivided attention.

the action caused your chest to be more apparent, to him he just thought it was a coincidence, but you knew you had done it on purpose.

had you leant any further he would’ve jumped down to save you, no hesitations.

“you smell that shit?” he laughed staring back at you.

you nodded, your own smile hidden by your bitten bottom lip.

“yeah i do.” you giggled. “i told my mom there’s probably baby skunks around here.” you said causing you two to erupt in laughter.

once you both calmed down Elliot took another hit and could faintly hear a woman’s voice calling your name.

you swung your head around to your closed door before looking back out at him. with a sheepish look on your face you gave a small grimace.

“we should smoke some time?” you said loud enough for him to hear you before tugging your sock clad feet back into your room with the rest of your body.

he watched you peek your head out, bending down with a small wave you smiled before closing your curtains and locking your window. your frame completely gone from his view.

as he laid in bed he couldn’t help but think of a few things.

how good you looked without trying, how when you waved goodbye he could clearly tell you were wearing no bra in your satin night gown, and more importantly, how you wanted to smoke with him.

now his dick was hard.

you in his room? with that nightgown and those pretty eyes? alone with him…just him.

sliding his hand down his bare chest, his hand hovered above the waist band of his pajama pants. sighing as his hand connected with the bulge beneath the fabric.

“shit.” he said rubbing his hand over the sensitive skin. bucking his hips up, he pulled his sweats and underwear above his knees and his shirt under his chin.

“feels so fucking good.” he slurred his words as he started pumping himself to the thought of you.

he found himself in this position more than usual lately.

“fuck baby.” he mumbled taking in deep breaths and speeding up his pace. he just wanted to feel the real thing.

it wasn’t long before he busted in his hand with a low groan, quickly cleaning himself up and readjusting afterwards.

“oooo…had about enough…he’s mine, he’s mine he’s mineee.” he could faintly hear The Boy Is Mine playing from your speaker before his eyes fell heavy.

“yeah i’m yours.” he breathlessly chuckled before closing his eyes.

your singing lulling him to another realm.

“the boy is mine.” you mumbled the final line biting at your nail and trailing your eyes to your closed curtains.

“GO TO BED Y/N!” your mom hollered from downstairs.

“I AM!” you hollered back before flicking your lamp off and placing your head on your pillow.

you wondered if Elliot would like your matching set tomorrow or would he like you in that bodycon dress you got with Maddy and Kat last weekend.

you just wondered what did he like.

you knew he liked drugs. you definitely knew he liked music considering he was always singing or blasting 90’s and early 2000’s alternative music.

but what else?

did he at least like you like you’d liked him for these last couple of months?

“goodnight Ellie.” you softly mumbled into the darkness before going to bed.

you’d soon have to find out.

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PUPPY PLAYTIME — EIJIRO KIRISHIMA

✧. ┊word count: 4.5k+

✧. ┊pairing: hyrbid puppy!kirishima x owner!reader

✧. ┊rating: 18+ minors (ages 17 and under)and ageless blogs do not interact or you will be blocked!

✧. ┊warnings: all characters aged up 20+, afab!reader, no pronouns used, hybrid puppy!kirishima, owner!reader, oral (reader receiving), male masturbation (bed humping), mentions of previous sexual encounters, kinda consent heavy?, begging, praise, somewhat inexperienced kiri, licking, cum eating?, pet names: puppy, good boy.

✧. ┊a/n: thank you @tteokdoroki for beta-reading and talking about puppy!kiri with me 🥺🥺 and ty to @kazuwhora for bringing back my hyrbid brainrot 😵‍💫😵‍💫

✧. ┊ collab: for @fuwushiguro’s hyrbid collab! here’s the link to the collab’s masterlist!

✧. ┊tagging: @planetonet

Kirishima was the best hybrid you could’ve ever asked for. He was big and strong and could easily protect you and your place—and though this was the reason you had gotten him in the first place—he was also sweet and the cutest thing you’ve ever laid your eyes on. Everything a puppy should be.

He treated you like royalty and his adoration for you was endless. You could see it in the way he stared at you with hearts in his eyes any time you so much as breathed. He was always so kind to you. Always greeting you at the door with a wagging tail and bright smile when you come home from work. Cooking for the two of you when you had a long day and were too tired to make food for you both. He used to even drop his toys on your side of the bed for you to play with too, until he realized you didn’t like to play with them the same way he did. 

He was sweet and kind, and in your eyes, perfect. He was your good puppy. He always cared for you and you did your best to care for him, too. 

Keep reading

May I request a meet cute with bo 🥺 perhaps with the sex swing-

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GET BACK HERE AND GET YOUR PORN

Also, this like my second time writing an nsfw fic so take it easy on me, dear readers.

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warnings: hard NSFW, gender neutral AFAB reader, oral sex (F recieving,) vaginal penetration, blindfolds, gags, rough sex, bondage (I think sex swings fall under bondage??) dubcon (reader is a willing participant dw,) dirty talk, degradation, praise, brief violence mentions

MINORS ABSOLUTELY DO NOT INTERACT

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This had started innocently, you swear.

You and a few friends had rolled in to Ambrose with two flat tires, having been directed there by a man in a dirty truck earlier. It was in said town that you met the man who introduced himself as Bo, the mechanic you'd been sent to find.

You'd gone red the moment you laid eyes on him. He was handsome, charming, and totally your type. At some point in the shop you'd dropped your phone, and before you could bend down to grab it Bo had crouched to get it himself, flashing you a crooked smile and a "There ya are darlin'." as he handed it back to you. You felt your knees weaken a bit as you caught his pretty blue eyes.

That was all about four hours ago. Now, with your friends likely dead and gone, you found yourself in a basement below the shop. blindfolded, gagged, naked, and suspended. Your back and shoulders were supported by a hammock of fabric, your wrists tied on the straps next to your shoulders, and your knees held up by two more straps. You weren't innocent, you knew a sex swing when you saw one....or rather, you supposed, ended up in one.

You felt a gentle hand stroke up your calf that sent shivers through your body, the hand continued feather light down your thigh and up your body, coming to rest cupping your face, the cold metal of your captors ring against your cheek a stark contrast to the heat of your face. Your core clenched against your will as a voice purred in your ear,

"Well don't you just look pretty as a picture like this, darlin'."

You felt his breath fan your face, and could practically hear his grin behind that sweet southern drawl, you recognized that voice. Bo.

You whimpered, and he chuckled. He pressed a quick kiss to the corner of your mouth before speaking again, softer, sweeter, mocking.

"Don't worry sugar, you're gonna like this," his lips traveled to your throat, placing an open mouthed kiss there "I'm gonna make ya feel reaaalll good..."

Suddenly, his hand on your cheek moved down, the other hand coming up. He explored and groped your body with a surprising reverence while his mouth worked on your neck and collarbone, sucking and biting every so often just to make your breath hitch.

You were already wet by the time his kisses traveled to your hip bones, making their way to your inner thighs. Once again, Bo broke the silence with a chuckle:

"Shit, you're practically drippin' for me and I've hardly touched ya. You some kinda perv~?" as soon as the last syllable left his lips he bit the inside of your thigh, startling a moan out of you. He laughed again, "That's what I like to hear."

Without another word, he dove in to your core, tongue stroking through your folds and coming back up to flick at your clit. You made a sudden strangled noise, he didn't let up for even a second, his hands found your hips and gripped in a way that would surely bruise as he ate you out like a man starved.

After a few minutes of licking and sucking, a hand slid under your thigh and joined his tongue as he slipped a finger into your heat, pumping only a few times before adding another. His tongue flicked your clit as he crooked his fingers inside you, searching for your gspot as he thrusted his arm. You clenched and let out a moan only hardly muffled by the gag when he found it, and you felt him smirk against you before he sucked hard on your clit, repeatedly pumping his fingers against your gspot at just the right angle.

Your first orgasm hit you like a truck, all at once you saw stars, crying out and attempting to squeeze your thighs together, stopped by the head still between your thighs. Bo continued lapping at your clit and pumping his fingers all the way through your orgasam, pulling back only when you stopped seizing. He pressed a kiss to your inner thigh, removing his digits from your heat while his other hand on your hip loosened to gently rub circles in an attempt to ground you.

"Easy there sweetheart, stay with me," he rose and you heard fabric shift and his belt unbuckle "We ain't done yet."

Seconds later you felt his tip against you, stroking up and down between your folds, teasing your hole and rubbing against your still sensitive clit. You felt his lips on your neck once more as he slowly pushed into you, he grunted softly at the feeling of your walls clenching around him. You felt tears well up at the sweet burn and stretch of his cock.

He stilled when he bottomed out, considerate enough to give you a moment to adjust. He was just above average in length, but thick. You whimpered as he pressed a kiss to your jaw and began to move.

His pace was steady at first, but as your whines and moans continued, his resolve lessened further and further. Soon enough, his hips were slapping against yours and the head of his cock surely bruising your cervix. Previously unshed tears now being soaked up by your blindfold.

He straightened, hands planting themselves on your upper thighs as he pounded into you. The sound of his grunts and stifled moans making you clench around his length.

Obscene squelching came from where your bodies met, and you heard a laugh from above you.

"Fuck, your hear that? You like getting fucked like a slut, cher'? Shit, and I thought you were just a shy lil thing. But here you are, moaning like a whore while I fuck ya like one."

His degrading only made you clench again, drawing another chuckle out of him. Your head was spinning as you felt your second orgasm beginning to build in your core, you whimpered and moaned louder than ever, wordlessly begging for just a bit more, begging to be allowed your high.

"You 'bout to cum again darlin'? You wanna cum on my cock?" Another laugh "Hell, who am I to deny such a pretty little thing?"

He slid a hand to your mound, thumb finding your clit and rubbing in small circles, finally sending you over the edge with a muffled shout. You clenched hard around him, and his thrusts became less steady and more needy, moments later he was pulling out quickly and cumming on your stomach and chest.

You were both still for a few beats, breathing heavily and coming down from your respective highs. Again, he chuckled from his chest. His hands came up to untie your blindfold, one rested again on your hip and another gripped your chin to make you look at those pretty blue eyes you'd been charmed by just hours earlier. He had a dark grin on his face as he scanned your face.

"Shit baby, I think I might just keep ya."

That’s your dad?!

Toji Fushiguro x Reader

Synopsis: Who knew your friends dad was so hot? And so….forward….

Warnings: VERY explicit smut. My mouth was watering as I wrote it. I need this man.

Word Count: 2.5k

Masterlist

“Megs, how come we’ve never seen your dad?”

The conversation went quiet at Nobara’s question as the room directed their attention to Megumi.

“Uh—well, he’s not around much.”

“Around much? He’s never around. And a good thing as well. He’s a douche.” Gojo’s comment earned a slap on the leg from you, making the grown man wince in pain.

“That’s still his dad. Be nice to your students. This is why I’m their favorite.”

“Okay back to the topic at hand, what does your dad look like?” Nobara pushed the topic, dying to know more about Mr. Fushiguro.

“I mean, like me I guess? Except older, covered in muscles and smug.”

“Ha! That’s an understatement.”

“What is, Gojo? That he has a lot of muscles? You jealous or something?” You teased the man, making him lift the side of his blindfold to eye you.

“You’re funny.”

Yuji laughed at his teachers expression, turning to beg to see a picture of Megumi’s dad.

“Well, he’ll be home soon. You guys can see him when he gets here.”

The excitement in the room only grew as time went on. Everyone wanted to see the infamous Toji Fushiguro.

Pretty soon, the students and you and Gojo lowered your voices down to whispers at the sound of heavy footsteps creeping down the hall.

“Meg, why the hell are there so many cars—” the man’s sentence was quickly cut off when he rounded into the room, tall frame bracing himself on the door frame. His tight, black shirt slightly rising above his waistline to display a strip of pale skin.

Your mouth watered.

“Yeah, sorry dad. My friends wanted to come over for a bit.”

His dads eyes scanned the room, meeting yours as a smirk tugged on his lips.

You shifted in your seat, eyes turning downward which drew a chuckle from the man’s lips as he swung his arms down from the doorframe. His large hands clapped together, slinging arms across his chest, causing his muscles to bulge.

“Well, nice to meet you brats. Gojo.”

“Fushiguro.” The man beside you didn’t hide the disdain in his voice. Annoyance dripping in his tone.

“Well, mind introducing me to these kids?”

“Yeah well you know Gojo. That’s Yuji and Nobara. Sitting beside Gojo is Y/N.”

The smirk on his face grew, eyes narrowing as he flicked his gaze back to you, a hand reaching up to rub across his chin.

“Y/N? Don’t think I’ve met this lovely lady. You a teacher?”

“Yep. She’s a newly graduated sorcerer. She’s great.” Gojo cut in.

“Mm, I bet.” Toji’s eyebrow raising at the statement.

The silence that fell over the room made you shift in your seat again.

“Well, I won’t intrude. You kids have fun.” The wink he sent was directed your way before he stalked off.

Your eyes never left his frame as he left. He was the perfect mix of tall, dark and handsome. Danger dripping off him. Something you liked in a man….

“Megumi, that’s your dad???” Nobara whispered through her teeth, swatting at the boys arm.

“Ow.”

“He’s so hot!”

“Ew! He’s Fushiguro’s dad! Don’t say that!” Yuji interjected. “Gojo, you hearing this?”

“I am. My ears are bleeding. Why do you think like this, Kugisaki?”

“Oh come on! Y/N, back me up here!”

You looked at the pleading girl and fought the smile that creeped onto your lips.

“Well, he is an attractive man.”

“See?! Your dad is a total DILF, Megumi.”

“Dilf?”

“Yeah, dad I’d love to fuck. Dilf.”

“Please don’t say that about him ever again.”

“Oh please, I bet even Y/N would fuck him. Wouldn’t you?”

Your eyes widened as you crossed your arms.

“Is that an appropriate question to ask you teacher?”

The girls shoulders dropped as her expression remained frantic. She pointed a finger at you and smiled.

“I know you totally would. I just so happen to know your type!”

Gojo sat up at this, uncrossing his legs to lean into the conversation.

“And that is?”

“Tall, dark, handsome, older…”

“What???” Gojo exclaimed, leaning forward in his seat as he slapped a hand on your leg, earning a slap back from you. “That’s LITERALLY me. Why don’t you date me?”

“You’re….you….” The dumb look on the man’s face made the kids crack up, Yuji falling over in his fit.

“Ha! Gojo Sensei, she told you!” Yuji said through his giggling fit.

“Yeah, well, it’s your loss.”

You rolled your eyes at the man, reaching over to pat his cheek. “Yeah, I’m sure it is. I need to pee, Megs, where’s the bathroom?”

“You can use the one upstairs. Second door on the left.”

You nodded and made your way out of the room, thinking about the man that had just stood in the same doorframe you just walked through.

He was so gorgeous. Long, black hair falling across his facial features. The scar on his lip only accenting his handsome face. The smirk making him look extra good.

You couldn’t get over how….big he was. Sure, Gojo was tall and handsome, but the beefy build of Fushiguro’s dad was just what you liked. Especially when the man wore form fitting tshirts and flaunted how big he was by holding onto the top of doorframes.

Once you stopped your daydreaming, you discovered you had made it to the top of the stairs, but you couldn’t remember where the hell Megumi said the bathroom was.

First door on the right? No, it was the third on the left, right?

You opened the first door you saw, jumping in shock.

“Oh! I’m so sorry!”

Toji stood from his bed where he sat shirtless, same smirk tugging at his lips.

“Oh you’re fine. Need help?”

“I-oh yes! I’m looking for the bathroom?”

The man tilted his head as he sized you up, smirking at your nervous expression.

“Second door—”

“On the left! I knew it! I’m terrible with directions.” You replied, cutting him off in the process.

“Yeah, well, you’re more than welcomed to just use mine.

You followed the direction of his pointed finger, walking in the direction of the closed door. You admired the way his muscles flexed from the motion, cheeks burning hot at his shirtless body standing five feet from you.

“Thank you, Mr. Fushiguro.”

“Call me Toji. I want all my good friends to call me by name.” His wink made your stomach flip.

“We’re friends?”

“I’d like it if we were.”

You gave him a small smile as you made your way to the bathroom, swiftly closing the door and leaning back against it. A hand flew to your forehead, brushing hair out of your face and moving down to cradle your hunting cheek.

You quickly finished your business, taking a deep breath before unlocking the door, only for it to be met with a broad chest before you.

Toji peered down at you, eyes hooded and clouded over with a mischievous look.

“You’re a very pretty thing.”

“Oh, we’ll thank you.”

Your fingers began to pick at the skin on your thumbs anxiously, wanting to escape this beautiful man. Not that you didn’t mind his presence, he was just very intimidating.

“Of course. Want to stay and chat? Have a little break from the kids?”

“Oh well, I should really be getting back.”

“Hmm, right, I’m sure your boyfriend will be missing a cute little thing like you.”

Your eyebrows furrowed at the comment, confusion written on your face.

“My….boyfriend?”

“Yeah, Satoru. You two seem close.”

You let out a breathy chuckle, shaking your head in denial.

“Oh, absolutely not! He’s just a friend. Well, he’s interested, but I’m certainly not. Never.”

The man chuckled, guiding you out of the bathroom and back into his room.

“That’s good news. Makes me feel less guilty for being curious about you.”

You stood in front of him, this tall frame blocking you from the door.

“Curious about me? Why?”

“Well, like I said,” he took a step closer to you, reaching a hand up to twirl a piece of hair around one of his thick fingers and sighed. “You are a very pretty woman.”

“You’re not so bad yourself.”

The piece of hair was twisted right around his finger, allowing him to deliver a tug to it, causing you to wince.

“Thanks, doll. You’re going to make an old man like me blush if you keep that up.”

His hand drifted from your hair to your neck, brushing the hair away and as gently as possible, he stroked a finger down the expanse of your neck and down your shoulder, stopping at your hand. He took your hand, lacing fingers with his as he took another step towards you to close the distance even further.

“You sure your friends would miss you? Let’s talk for a bit.”

You swallowed the thickness that was building in your throat, trying to relieve some pent up nerves.

This man impossible.

“I’m not so sure that’s a good idea.”

“And why do you think that, hm?”

“Because I don’t think you are content with just sitting and talking.”

The man began to rub his thumb across your hand. His eyes stared deeply into yours, breath fanning across your face and blowing stray hairs back into place.

“Come on now, I don’t bite. That is, if you don’t want me to.” His hand lifted yours to his eye level, delivering a kiss to your palm, eyes never leaving yours.

“So that must mean you’re well trained?” You said, finally grounding yourself and shaking some of the nerves off. You’re a badass sorcerer, dammit. Why should you cower from him?

Or maybe your desires were starting to get the better of you.

“I don’t know about that. I’m not anyones dog. But, I bet you’d look good on all fours.”

You felt like you were going to explode. The sultry tone I’m his voice mixed with the hooded eyes that eyed you made you melt.

“So, what’s it going to be, Y/N? You staying or going?”

You could hear the giggles from down stairs from your friends. The walls were thin and you knew their suspicion would soon get the better of them if you didn’t come back soon.

But, Toji was standing before you in all his glory, wanting nothing more than to “spend more time with you.”

“What the hell, why not?”

“Perfect.”

He walked you over to the bed, making you sit as he laid down, propped against the headboard as he watched your arms cross in your lap.

“Make yourself comfortable. I told you, I don’t bite.”

You scooted closer to him, brushing shoulders at the closeness and smiled at him, making him sigh.

“So cute, but,” he leaned over, grabbing your hips and moving you so you sat in his lap, chest to bare chest. “This is what I meant. Isn’t this nice?”

You nodded, eyes flittering up to his. “I won’t complain.”

He sighed again, death grip still on your waist as he did.

“I should have visited the school sooner. Can’t believe I’ve been missing out on time with such a pretty girl. Megumi didn’t tell me how beautiful his teacher was.”

His hands shifted your hips, gently pushing you down to feel him beneath his pants.

You let out a sigh, mouth falling open as you felt the hardness beneath his pants.

“Toji….”

“Hm?”

“If you’re going to fuck me, you better do it quick. They are going to start wondering where I am.”

“Well, well. Don’t you have a nice mouth on you? As you wish, doll.”

His hand returned to its position on your neck, hand reaching around to weave into your hair and drag your face to his, both of your lips meeting for the first time. His mouth meshed with yours perfectly, working against each other in a slow, deep motion.

However, that didn’t last long. Once his hands worked their way down, squeezing your arms, then hips, then ass, you let out a gasp. This allowed him to sneak his tongue in, devouring you deeper.

He groaned as your hands found their way to him. One hand pulled his locks at the nape of his neck, the other digging nails into his bicep. His bare chest pressed into yours, pushing you back as his hands made their way down to your thighs and pulled you up.

Your lips parted for a moment as he literally tossed you on the bed, causing you to bounce against the springs and look at the man in shock.

“I’m going to enjoy this.”

His tone was deep and gravely from your kisses. His eyes had darkened, and they never left yours as his large frame crawled on top of yours, slotting himself between your thighs. His groan met yours, allowing you to feel his length that strained against the confines of his pants.

You let out a soft moan, hand coming to your mouth to silence you in fear that your friends would hear you.

“Ah, ah, ah.” He tutted you, pulling your hand away from your mouth. “If you can be quiet, I want to hear you. But you better keep your voice down. ‘“Less you want your little friends to hear you.”

His hips rolled into yours again, causing you to slide across the sheets at the force. His strength was amazing and your underwear dampened at the thought of how good his thrusts must be.

He captured your mouth in another kiss, hands working to take your clothes off, kiss only breaking for a moment as he pulled them off.

His eyes raked over your body, taking in every detail.

“Nice. Very nice, doll.”

His hands that caged your body under him were removed, only to find there way onto each side of your waist. They slowly ghosted up your skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He’s hands reached your breasts, taking them into his large hands and squeezing. Another moan left your lips as he tweaked your nipples, pinching them between his callused fingers.

“You have the perfect pare of tits, you know that?”

You didn’t have the time to even think of an answer because his mouth was back on yours. This time, the pace was ravenous. His mouth was sloppy and overpowering, making you sink into the mattress beneath you. His mouth broke off from yours, kissing it’s way down your neck and chest to your breasts. He took each nipple into his mouth at a time, sucking and twirling his tongue, leaving your breasts shining in the faint light from the lamp.

“Toji, please—”

“Be patient. I know what you want. But you’re going to have to be. Patient.”

His domineering tone made your legs shake slightly. It sounded so good coming from him.

His tongue drug a stripe down from between your breasts, across your stomach and stopped right above your mound. You could see your chest rising and falling in anticipation, so ready for him to touch you already.

“Where do you want me, doll? Here?” He asked as he kissed right below your belly button.

“Here?” A kiss to the top of your right thigh.

You groaned, eyebrows knitting together as you shook your head.

“Or here?” His hands spread your thighs further, head between them as he kisses your inner thigh, inches from where you needed him. You could almost feel yourself leaking down to the bedsheets.

His eyes never left you as he lifted a hand to your naked core, thumb pushing through your folds to ghost over your opening to wet his appendage and slide it to your clit to rub in small circles.

“How about here? You like that?”

“Yes! Yes, Toji. Please I need you to touch me there.” 

“As you wish, doll. You’ve been so patient.”

His thumb continued to rub harsh circles on your clit, causing you to throw your head back. He drew a groan from your lips again when he moved his head down to add his mouth to the mix. His tongue came out to lick a stripe up your entrance, causing you to buck your hips into his face. He welcomed the force, letting out a chuckle that vibrated your pussy.

“Feels good, right?”

You nodded, even though you know he didn’t see it. His fingers switched places with his mouth, moving to make out with your clit as his fingers poked at your entrance. His tongue continued to lick long stripes, drinking every bit of you he could get.

Two fingers slipped in, causing you to whisper his name and buck your hips again. You felt his smile grow as he began to curl those fingers inside you, mouth and tongue never letting up.

Your high approached quickly, making your body feel hot as you reached a hand down to grip his hair.

“Toji, stop, I’m about to—bout to cum.”

He ignored you though, only adding another finger inside and to add more pleasure, pace remaining the same and drawing out a languid moan.

Your breath quickened as you panted, body burning with the need to cum. And your needs were answered when he hummed into your core, rattling you to the bones as your legs shook, squeezing around his head as you came on his fingers.

You didn’t have time to recover though, the man was desperate to be inside you. He pulled out of your hold, licking his fingers clean and wiping the his mouth on the back of his hand like a starved man after a delicious meal.

“Turn.”

His words didn’t quite reach you.

“Huh?”

Your panting chest was soon pressed into the bed as he flipped you, pulling your hips up so you were propped on your knees, back arched and on full display for him.

“Huh, I was right. You do look good on all fours.”

The man chuckled as you teased him, wiggling your hips to show your eagerness to have him inside you.

His hand slapped down on your ass, his chuckle filling the room as you jerked, pussy fluttering at his harsh delivery. His eyelids lowering as he admired the way your body reacted to him.

“You ready?”

As soon as your confirmation left your lips, his tip was pressed to your core, pushing in and pulling back out to rub against the length of your pussy.

“Hm, how about you beg? I want to hear how bad you want me.”

You were about to give him what he wanted when a knock sounded from the door, making your heart drop and eyes widen.

“Hey, Dad, have you seen Y/N? She had to go to the bathroom and hasn’t been back for a while.”

You winced are Megumi’s voice, but more so from how Toji had placed his dick at your entrance again, pushing past your folds slowly. You pushed your face into the sheets, begging whoever was listening to make Megumi leave and for you to keep quiet.

“Yeah, I talked to her. She wasn’t feeling well, she called a ride to take her home.”

He fully pushed in once he finished his sentence, tongue lobbing out at the feeling of your gummy walls fluttering around his length. You bit into your hand at the burning sensation, pain easing as you adjusted to his length. A good thing too, because he wasted no time in pulling out and sheathing himself back into you at a hard, slow pace.

“Oh, okay. She left her phone. Thanks.”

Once the footsteps disappeared down the hall, Toji leaned down over you, chest flush to your back as he pushed all the way into you, heavy balls slapping against your clit.

His breath fanned over your face as he moved your hair out of your face, pressing a kiss to your cheek only to lick a stripe across it after.

“That was close, huh? Your student almost caught his dad fucking his teacher.”

You moaned as his hand slid up your scalp, grabbing the roots of your hair and pulling your head back. He began to quicken his pace, deep thrusts fucking into your cervix.

Your walls stretched with each thrust, your slick coating his cock and leaving a ring of white around the base that dripped down to the bedsheets.

“That’s a good girl, you feel so good. You like my cock? Feel good?”

You let out a moan in reply, unable to form proper words as he shoved your head down, leaning forward to pound into you faster, pushing in impossibly deeper.

You felt the heat creep into your core again, traveling into your chest. Your entire body felt like it was on fire as he fucked you.

His left hand squeezed your hip, pulling you back to meet his thrusts as the other had you by the back of the neck, slightly squeezing as he pressed your head down.

“What a good little thing you are. You’ll have to come over more often.”

Both of you neared your highs, Toji’s thrusts began to become sloppy as he watched the jiggle of your ass every time his hips slapped into yours. He threw his head back as your walls began to squeeze him.

You had never orgasmed as hard as you did just then, his cock pressing deep into you, cumming as his tongue lobbed out, licking his lips as spit rolled off and onto your ass. Yours and his moans mixed well, filling the room with the sounds of pleasure.

Your body collapsed, Toji slipped out as you dropped to the bed. He groaned as the cool hair hit his dick and his eyes wandered down to you to watch the mixture of both his and your cum ooze out of you.

He swiped a finger across you, gathering the mix to suck into his mouth. He moaned as he dipped them down again, gathering more and bringing two fingers up to your mouth.

“Want a taste?”

You gladly took the fingers into your mouth as you tiredly licked them clean, taking them out with a pop. Toji chuckled at this and plopped down beside you.

With that same hand, he grabbed your face, pinching your cheeks together to pucker your lips for him.

“Pretty, pretty girl. You did so good for me. You’re a good little slut.”

With that, he pulled you into a kiss, pulling the sheets over your body. His hands gripped your waist, pulling you into his chest, content with keeping you for the rest of the night.

As the both of you fell into a deep slumber, you were unaware of the people leaving downstairs.

Gojo was the last to leave, walking with Megumi as the boy showed him out, almost begging the man to hurry up and leave.

However, the two men stopped their conversation as they came to the door, looking down at the pair of shows that sat by the entrance.

“Aren’t those Y/N’s?”

Megumi’s ears burned hot. He knew he should have been more curious to why you left without saying goodbye. Should have been even more suspicious of his dads behavior.

“I’m going to fucking kill my dad.”