This Was So Wholesome And Sweet. Zuko Warming You Up When Hes Cold Too Is The Sweetest Thing Ever

This was so wholesome and sweet. Zuko warming you up when he’s cold too is the sweetest thing ever

zuko cuddles 🫶🏻

It had been a long day for everyone. Azula finding you all at the air temple and forcing you to evacuate. Once you had set up camp, you wandered off to go find something to eat while the others did some variant of a chore.

You cooked, laughed together and everything was good for a while. Then you realized as you were setting up your tent that there wasn't enough room for everybody. Katara decided to share with Toph and Suki decided she didn't want to be stuck with Aang and her boyfriend all night so she joined them too. That left you and Zuko with the last tent because everybody else was weary of him and Sokka had already closed off his tent.

Aang pulled you aside and asked, "Are you sure you're okay with this?"

"Yeah," You said, "There's no reason to not use our third tent and I don't want you or the girls to feel crowded."

Then, everybody had settled in, saying their goodnights and sweet dreams and it was just you and Zuko, alone.

Nervously, you smiled at him and asked if he'd like to help you set up the tent. He of course said yes and rushed forward trying to help. It only took a few minutes to realize that the former prince had no idea how to make a tent and you let him sit down as you built it.

"Sorry.." He murmured and you threw a soft smile at him over you shoulder.

"it's okay. I work best by myself anyway." You lifted up the tent door and motioned for him to go in.

You made your bed and then helped him make his gingerly and then curled up, trying to fall asleep. Like always, your luck was against your will. The fire had already been put out and a cold breeze was setting in. Your body heat quickly succumbed to the cold and small shivers racked you.

Looking behind you, you noticed two thing. One was that Zuko was already looking at you with those intense gold eyes and two was that he was shivering as well. Well, you'd already been caught so you just rolled over to your side completely and gave him a shaky smile.

"Hey." You offered.

"Hey." He replied.

"You cold?" You asked.

"A little. You?" He supplied.

"Yeah." You said and then there was silence. You tried to think of something to say but most of it was nonsense. Luckily, he spoke.

"We could maybe light the fire again?"

You shook your head, "Aang gets nervous with it lit when we're asleep, Katara too."

"Oh..." He got that cute, thinking face on and pondered the options for a second. With a shaky voice, he said, "Well, I could try to warm you up a little.. you know, with my fire bending?"

Your teeth chattered as you giggled, "Yeah, I assumed... Sure, if you're okay with it?"

He nodded and you scooted your sleeping bag closer until you were a breath away. He gave you an awkward smile and let his hands become warm. Tentatively, he slipped them under your sleeping bag and rubbed them up your bare arms. Immediately, warmth filled your body and you subconsciously scooted closer with a sigh.

it was hard to tell in the dark but you thought you saw a blush on his cheeks. Slowly he moved his hands to you shoulder blades and then on your neck and sides. It was hard to tell when it happened but at some point between him warming up your biceps and your back, you gotten so close, your breath could be felt on his neck.

It made him nervous. Not only because of the times in the past he'd tried to kill you and how forgiving you were being but because with you this close, he could see all your beauty magnified. Your eyelashes trembled on closed eyes, lips stuttered and nose twitched. You were ethereal in the dim blue light of the moon shinning through holes in the tent. It was almost too much for him.

Then he noticed your breath had evened out. it was slower and smoother. You had fallen asleep practically in his arms. Just as he was about to retreat his hands, yours wrapped around his neck and settled on the nape. You were so close, so soft and gentle even In your sleep. Your fingers brushed the short hair as you let out small snores and held him so his chest was to yours.

The thing that really took his breath away was when your legs wove in-between his and your toes kissed his calves. Zuko might have died and gone to heaven. The prettiest person he'd ever met was curled up in his arms and sighing hot wisps of air over him.

Then you mumbled his name gently and squirmed a little, your nose tucked up in his collar bones and he felt himself swoon. How ever would he be able to face you tomorrow?

FRIENDLY COMPETITION [ series ]

JUJUTSU KAISEN X FEM! READER

- in which 4 friends settled for a friendly bet of who can last the longest without sex   

- sukuna, gojo, toji, suguru              

- modern au 

- mature content, read at ur own risk

TOJI FUSHIGURO - #loser01 

Toji doesn’t consider himself a patient man, you don’t either. But one thing about toji is that his pride his high

PART 2 - #loser02

PART 3 - #loser03

PART 4 - #loser04

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ghostface!toji comes into your bedroom every night to watch you sleep. One night you try to grab his mask off of his face while he thinks you are still sleeping and you end up with your arms pinned and his big hand around your throat instead 🥵

𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 ⇝ Toji has been stalking you unaware you’ve been watching him through the small cameras hidden around your house. And after two months when you wake up in the middle of the night you try to take his mask off. Only to get yourself pinned to the bed.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ❥ dark explicit, masochist!reader, obsessed!pervert!ghostface!toji, stalking - reader is aware - but toji doesn’t know at first, jerking off to you sleeping, choking, reader has hidden cameras around their place, recorded sex, knife/blood kink, virgin/sex dumb - reader knows basic parts but hasn’t been horny before nor knows how to fuck, bondage with belts, begging, blindfolded, cocksucking, knife kink, name carving, toji has a blood kink, biting, pussy slapping, light throat fucking and smothering you with his balls, anal with little prep/wrong hole, face slapping, spanking, degradation/prasie/ humiliation, toji is mean for your first time and doesn’t care, mirror sex, caught touching themselves - reader, squirting, hint at a second round

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ❥ 8.5k - 30min read time

It started off with little things, footprints of large shoes imprinted into the dirt outside your window, the unsettling feeling of eyes on the back of your neck. The random creaks of the floor while they walked around your house. But the damning piece of evidence is catching him on the cameras you have hidden around your house.

You should go to the police station and turn him in. But the fascination you have for the Ghostface killer stalking you along with the streets of your town stops you. And a part of you feels like maybe you should for guilty, for being willing to harbor a killer who doesn’t know you are aware of their late-night usage of your house. Yet the emotion never arises.

The guilt should be there chewing at your gut along with the fear at someone living in your house. But you can’t find it in yourself to panic when you find out that he watches you sleep for an hour every night. His large figure barely moving while standing by your bedside.

Instead, all there is inside of you is a building lingering obsession. Causing you to look into and consume every piece of media about the Ghostface killer. While you watch what your cameras catch of him over and over.

He fills your thoughts every single waking second.

At first, you thought he watched you sleep to make sure you were deep asleep. So he can move freely around your room. But then one night with your dirty panties in hand, he unzipped his pants. Pulling out the part of a man you’ve never seen before. Before using some of the lotion you left on your side table.

Slipping his gloves off before wrapping his hand around his cock, and slowly slides his hand down. And with its length and thickness, the tip of his cock is dangling by the time he reaches the base of himself. Something you’ve never been able to get over, for reasons you can’t understand.

One camera hidden in the eye of your stuffed teddy bear on the side table gives you a full and clear view of him. While he wraps your panties around the head of his cock.

Holding your bunched-up panties over his cock head while he strokes himself with his other hand. You hadn’t seen those panties since. And the thought that he carries them around lingers in your mind.

You don’t understand why the very thought of his heavy cock and his obsession with you fills your mind. While making pussy warm and wet in a way it’s never been before. Leading to a lingering frustration. Which leaves you wanting to confront him about the weird feelings he stirred up within you.

Despite the main reason of he could kill you, telling you otherwise. The same reasoning doesn’t appear in your sleeping frustrated mind. When you woke up in the middle of the night when you woke up in the middle of the night. But instead of pretending to be asleep, you sit up quickly.

Reaching out for his mask, only for him to grab your wrist pinning it above your head. His other hand goes to your throat, crushing your throat crushing your airflow. While he straddles your body.

Ghostface says to you, “Too bad you didn’t lay there till you fell back to sleep. What? You thought I wouldn’t notice when you woke up in the middle of the night. Your little night light makes it so easy to tell.” His heavy gritty voice sounding bettering than it should.

Freeing your other hand out from under the blanket. And reaching for his mask again. Only for him to let go of your throat to pin your hand. While you softly gasp, focusing on catching your breath before saying,

“Killing me would make it harder for you to hide out long term like you have been doing the past two months.” It is a last resort to see if he would spare you life.

There is a pause, and the room becomes uncomfortably quiet. While he hovers over you, his breath would hit your face if not for his mask. You can make out very faint pink stains from the blood that didn’t come out all the way.

His voice comes out low and slow, “You know?” You can hear a grin in his voice when he quickly follows the previous question with another one. “How much do you know?” Your mind quickly goes to the various times he has stolen your underwear and used it to touch himself.

You try rubbing your hands over your body, but nothing came of it. And you want to know why he loves touching himself so much. That thought comes to you while you tell Ghostface,

“I have small cameras hidden around my place. I’ve seen everything, from you watching me sleep, to stealing my favorite panties, to touching that part of yourself. To that time you frantically cleaned blood off my sofa.” His grasp on your wrists tightens, and there is a sharp tingling pain that shoots down your arms.

A soft sound passes your lips before you quickly bite into your bottom lip to muffle it. You had never made a sound like that before; it didn’t sound like a pained cry but a soft moan.

Tilting his head to the side Ghostface asks you, “Oh baby, enjoying feeling restrained? You have a basement, I could tie you up, strip you naked, and have you standing in the middle of the room. With your arms above your head so I can play with your soft body however I want. Too bad I don’t feel like going back out into the dark snowy night just go around to the side of your house.” He slips your hand into his other fist, pinning both your wrists with his large palm.

Picking up the knife he left on your side table. He presses the tip underneath your chin. While he says, “Yeah your guilty now. If anyone finds out about your willingness to harbor me, you’ll go to jail too.” He slowly drags the knife down your throat and you can’t help but whine.

He then says, “You can’t be reaching for my mask. But I’ll keep you around, you can get us food. And me some clothes. We could also fuck around if you want to.” The coolness of the hard blade gives you goosebumps. While a soft tingle that goes straight between your legs.

Adding to the wet warmth and quickly sparking the former frustration. Causing you to ask him slowly, “Tell me why I always get so wet and warm between my legs when I see you on my camera?” The tip of his knife reaches between your collarbones. And your breath hitches.

He lifts his knife in the air, the soft golden glow of your wax burner you use for a nightlight glinting off the blade. And he quickly brings the knife down, plunging it into your side table, sticking it in deep into the hard wood.

You gulp looking over at the knife sticking up right. While you think about the thickness of his arm underneath the dark bagging sleeve of his outfit.

Glancing back up at his mask, staring into the dark eyeholes. Waiting for his neck action. While missing the way the knife felt as it dragged along your skin.

He loosens his grip on your wrists enough to let the blood flow back your hands. While he says, “For the same reason I stole your panties, your horny. And next time I’m cumming on your face and not cleaning it up.” He grabs your phone off the side table. While you softly ask,

“Cum?” Trying to get him to explain a little more. But he says,

“Fuck you really are a sex dumb virgin aren’t you? I mean I never saw you show interest in anyone. And all flirting your co-worker does goes straight over your head.” You whine your cheeks burning while you shift underneath him.

You tell him, “It’s my birthday-.” Before you could finish the phone clicked open. And he goes through your phone, which sparks him asking you two questions,

“You saved the videos of me jerking off? How many times do you watch it?” Looking aside while he placing your phone down and grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him. While you mumble,

“Almost every other day.” That was a lie, you saw it a video day, and part of you questioned why you are so mesmerized by it. There would be days you watched two different ones in a day.

Buying your answer and asking you, “What do you do when you watch it?” Other than press your thighs together. You just stared at the video.

Telling him, “Nothing. It just makes me wetter….it’s getting frustrating more so after I’m done watching the video.“ He places his rough thumb on your bottom lip. Slowly he drags his thumb along the curve of your bottom lip. While he coos,

"Poor little slutty virgin.” Like he is taking pity on you. And the problem you’ve told him about. That you so desperately wish he could help you with. Since you blame him, you whine,

“You’re the one who makes me feel so warm and wet. I was perfectly fine before you came along. Doing weird stuff with my panties and watching me sleep.” The texture of his glove is smoother than you thought it would be. You try to ignore how badly you wish he would never stop touching you.

He sounds like he is mocking you when he says right after, “Getting yourself hot and bothered without knowing how to take care of yourself. Do you want me to fix that problem for you?” You nod and beg,

“Please! Please while you’re living here with me instead of my panties, you can use me. I’ll be a good little slut after you take my virginity.” He keeps calling you a slutty little virgin. And while you didn’t know everything that is a slut entailed you wanted to be one for him. If it meant that you got him to touch you more.

He moves his hand from your and places it next to your head, propping himself up. While he asks, “Do you hear yourself? The filthy things coming out of your mouth. Your so fucking pent up and horny that is making you take like a whore already. Keep talking like that, telling me every filthy thing that passes your little head. Then I’ll keep you.”

Letting go of your wrists and telling you, “Move and I’ll cut you.” You keep your wrists together above your head. While he spreads your legs, before grabbing your white nightgown and bunching it up around your hips.

The cool air on your damp panties gives you goosebumps. And when he leans forward any sense of cold is gone as heat flushes throughout your body. Because of his mask so close to your white panties.

He says, “Fine I’ll keep you, but since you know I’m living in your house, that means I’m making myself more comfortable. And because you have already seen my cock several times. It’s fair I get to see how wet I make you, right?” You nod. But it isn’t good enough, he doesn’t move. Until you plead with him,

“Please look at how wet I am. Want to feel your glove between my legs. And I want to be full, I don’t know what with but I have a wet hole between my legs I want filled up so badly it hurts.” He rubs your soft pussy through your panties. And when he reaches the top, rubbing your clit there is this intense pleasure that jolts throughout your body.

He lets out a groan, "Your pathetic virgin pussy soaked through your panties while I had you pinned.” The way he said his taunts almost came across as a reward. Why else would you want to hear him call your pussy pathetic while you drool through your panties, craving something you know nothing about?

Your mind drifts back to all the videos causing you to ask, “Do I get to see your cock up close since you have your face in my pussy?” Biting into your lip as he sits up and stares down at you.

He asks, “You want an up-close look?” Wanting to hear you ask for his cock some more while he stops on your clit. Rubbing small circles through your panties into your puffy nub. While your toes curl from the pleasure and your pussy spasms.

You whine, "Please! Please ghost face while you’re living instead of using my panties you can…” you trail off your cheeks burning, “play with me instead?”

He grabs the dark handle of his large knife, pulling out of the wood he stuck it into. And you want to lift your head to watch when you feel the tip of it press your navel, just above the lace of your panties.

Slowly dragging the tip along the hip, along to your hip. While you fight the natural urge to jerk your hips away. There is a soft tingling pleasure that comes from cool blade running along your skin surprised you.

Slipping the flat of the knife underneath the lace strip of your panties and slicing it. And after cutting the other side, he slowly peels the panties off your soft pussy. The soft low whistle he makes before he says,

"Your wet pussy doesn’t want to let your panties go. Now if you want me to touch you be a good girl for me. Tell me did you like me cutting your panties off?” You nod, while he places the cool flat of the blade on your clit.

Your breath hitches while he snaps, “Use your words. Does my knife feel good against your slutty virgin pussy?” How did he expect you to speak when he is doing depraved things to your pussy? With his face so close to your dripping wetness.

Softly whining, “Yes, Ghostface.” Not knowing what else to call him. And when he stands up walking towards your open bedroom door you add,

“Please don’t leave me like this. I like the way your knife feels on my skin, it’s confusing why it feels so good. Please Ghostface, play with your slutty virgin pussy.” He grabs four belts that you have over the top of your bedroom door. Before turning back to face you and telling you,

“You really want me, don’t you? I wonder if every time you make this cute frustrated face,“ he points at you, and then points at your phone, "at your phone because you are watching me jerk my cock off. Wishing that you were the one getting my dick instead of my fist.” placing three of the belts on the bed between your parted legs. He ties one belt around your ankle, before tying the other side to the stick of the bedpost.

You say, “I want your cock so badly and I don’t even know why please teach me how to be a good slut for you.” He grabs another belt, tying your other ankle up with it. While he says,

“You’re going to call me Toji. from here on out.” All the times he wanted to help you undress after you got back from your shift at the dinner. Which is at most a fifteen-minute walk from your house should you not cut through the park.

Grabbing onto your dress and ripping it in two. Earning a loud gasp as the fabric rips all the way up between your breasts. And just as you are about to ask Toji what he did that for, he rips a shred of the fabric off.

Folding it up and climbing back onto the bed. Where he grabs the two belts between your legs and puts them next to your face. Before he wraps the folded-up fabric around your eyes, he tells you,

"Rule number one, no trying to steal peaks at my face. Rule number two, your pussy is mine and anyone who you let get too close between your legs is getting stuffed underneath your floorboards, dead or alive. Doesn’t matter to me. What does matter is you don’t let anyone else touch my pretty pussy.”

You want to whine and protest being blindfolded since you want to see him in real life. And not just your phone screen. But you bite back the complaints and say,

“This pussy is all yours, no one else makes your pussy as wet and warm as you do.” You don’t think your face could get any warmer.

Toji knows he is drawing this out having you beg and plead for him to touch you. But after finding out that you’ve happily let him stay here the past two months. While he thought you did not know, watching you, while you watched him.

Every single time he jerked off to the sight of your pretty face, you saved the video the next morning onto your phone. Could you not see that you had the rare chance of saving yourself from his obsession?

You could have turned him in and been done with him. Yet you left a spare key by the back door, leaving only a small low light on next to the ground. There were always blankets, and a pillow left behind neatly folded up on the sofa. Which made it easier for him to return it to its original position so it looked like he hadn’t slept on your sofa. You had been doing little things intentionally to make it easier for him to sleep there.

His mask recently got leaked onto the news. So you must know of the manhunt the cops are leading for him. And that your town is very aware of him stalking the streets. Yet you withheld the information that he had been living at your house.

Toji hadn’t been able to stay in one house; he picked to hide out in this long before he found out. So he should have picked up that something was up.

He says, “Based on the video the bedroom camera is in this teddy bear. And the other video angle comes from,” he pauses while he turns on your overhead light and looks up at your vanity. Where he catches the black glimpse of a small camera lens watching through the decorative wooden work at the top of the vanity.

He finishes by saying, “There it is.” He makes quick work tying your wrists to the large wooden pegs of the headboard. And then he stands up, smirking to himself. While he painfully throbs inside his jeans. Which are far too tight for him now.

Seeking relief and wanting to give you a show to watch when he isn’t home. Toji turns towards the teddy bear. Which stares at him with dark beady eyes, with its round cheeks and double chin.

Glancing down at your blindfolded and bound body, spread out. With your nightgown barely clinging to your body and no longer hiding anything from him. He feels some pre-cum seep into his boxers. Which he can now add to your dirty clothes to have you wash instead of stealing some money to go to the laundry mat when is mostly empty.

Slipping of his cloak and dripping it into the floor. Leaving him in his dark short sleeve shirt and dark jeans. Which he unbuttons as he grabs the teddy bear by its gut and points its face at you. So you can see what you look like when you watch this video over later.

Setting the teddy bear on the edge of your side table. Before unzipping his pants slowly, letting out a heavy sigh at the relief. Slowly pushing his pants down and keeping his boxers on. Which hug his cock and balls, giving you a flawless imprint that shows even the slopping head of his cock in great detail.

Cupping his ball and softly messaging them while letting out a heavy groan. While you whine next to him, he chuckles softly before telling you, “Don’t worry after I make you cum for the first time, you’ll get to see my cock.”

Hearing you ask, “How are you going to make me cum?” Makes his cock jerk, the sweet sound of your voice. He adored it, it was one reason he kept you alive after he helped himself to live in your house.

You pleaded for him to use you, even though you don’t know that he wants to cut you up, cover you in handprint-shaped bruises and fill you full of cum. He wants to put his name on your lower back.

“I’m going to block your cameras take my mask off and put my face between your legs. Then I’m going to suck on your clit till your gush on my face.” He should take the time to stretch you out by fucking his fingers into you until you can take at least three of his fingers.

“I want to know how you taste, I want to see you shake while you tell me it’s too much for you to handle. I’m going to need you to say marshmallow if you want to stop. Then I’ll clean you up and your ass is going back to sleep. While I shower and raid your kitchen for food.” He grabs the teddy bear by the neck again, bringing the camera close while he slips his boxers down.

Giving the camera a close-up view of his throbbing cock. He wants you to see every single puffy vein which runs down to his thick throbbing head. Which is getting pinker by the second. When Toji’s cock head slips out of his underwear, thick pre-cum creates small strings that quickly break when he pushes his underwear down his thick thighs.

It’s a pity that you aren’t losing your virginity to someone much more gentle than he plans to be. But the chance to feel how painfully tight your virgin pussy is too good to pass up. You would slowly get used to him while he fucks himself into you, anyway.

You’re quiet, perhaps taking in everything that is happening. So he gives you a moment. While he cups his balls, massaging them while letting out a heavy groan. And then your moment to think is over as he gets on the bed.

Angling the camera towards your face while he straddles your head. Letting go of his cupped balls, covering the bottom half of your face. You made a soft sound that is muffled by his balls. He lays his cock on your face.

“When you watch this video, I want you to rub your clit with your fingers. And if you can’t make yourself cum, then ask me. And I’ll tell you how to play with yourself, for when I’m not here.” He re-arranges himself, straddling your shoulders. His balls hanging on your neck. While he touches the tip of his cock to your lips.

After nights of jerking off to the thought of your soft lips wrapping around him Toji needs to feel our wet mouth wrapping around him. Make sure that the camera has a good view of his cock resting on your lips.

Telling you, “Open your mouth and keep it open, relax your throat. So I feel my cock since you can’t see it.” You open your mouth and when he thrusts his cock past your lips deep into your throat. His heavy, low hanging balls hitting your chin.

The pace he sets is shallow and quick. While his fat cock forced your mouth open wider than opened up for. He says, “No teeth or I’m stopping completely. Let your lips go over your teeth, and suck in your sweet cheeks.” Your cheeks hallow while you groan, his cock muffling the sound.

Your throat squeezes his cock as you gag when he tries to push half of his long cock into your mouth. While the angle your laying at keeps his cock from going deep into your throat.

He pulls his cock out and asks, “What’s your safe word?” The fact you know just how fucked up he is but want him anyway is making this more enjoyable. Since he doesn’t have to hide a thing with you, in fact, he has a chance at having a home with you. One that was warm with your soft, loving embrace, sparkling eyes, gentle smile, and warm pussy would wait for him.

You breathe out, “Marshmallows,” then quickly beg, “but please don’t stop I can be a good slut for you. Please make me your slut.” Toji pulls away, getting off the bed while you whine,

“Please no, I want your fat cock in my throat. I can handle it please Toji.” You pull at the belts that bind you to the bed, keeping you in a starfish on the bed.

He grabs his cloak off the floor and quickly blocks the camera. Before he pulls his mask off his face and takes a deep breath. Which he sets on the vanity before turning to look at you.

The view of your parted legs showing him your dripping wet pussy just waiting for him to use as he wished. He doesn’t want to wait any longer, climbing into the bed.

Settling between your legs and laying down. He bites down on your left thigh and slaps your pussy making you cry. While you try to jerk your legs shut out of reflex. Causing the belts to pull on your bedframe, as it rubs your skin.

Toji says, “That’s it, cry louder, I want to hear every single whine and moan.” And he slaps your pussy again, the wetness smearing on his fingers. You jerk your hips away, pressing them into the bed.

Opening his mouth wide so he can fit your whole pussy in his mouth. Moaning as he does, dragging his tongue up along your slit. He stops at your pussy hole as it clenches. And it takes every part of him not to push his tongue inside.

Sliding his tongue up to your clit. And pressing his tongue flat against your sensitive bud. While you roll your hips, instantly forgetting that he told you to keep still. And for the moment as you get your first taste of pleasure he doesn’t stop to remind you, just yet.

You taste so sweet, the taste of your wetness coating his tongue. And causing him to run his tongue down your slit. Lingering at your clenching pussy while you try to push your hips down. And ask,

“Is it weird to want something inside there?” He pulls away and slaps your pussy before rubbing your lips and clit with his large palm. While he responds with a question,

“Where do you think I’m going to stuff my cock?” He swirls the tips of his fat fingers, but doesn’t push them past your lips. Feeling you clench as if begging for him to slip one fingers past your dripping wet lips.

Already there is a small wet spot underneath you. While your juices drip down your asshole and onto your bedsheets. He smirks at how wet you are getting from the little he has done.

He says, “I should prep you for the thickness of my cock but I want to feel the tightness of your virgin pussy as I stretch it out for the first time. It’s going to hurt but you’re going to be a good girl and beg for it anyway aren’t you?” He dips his head down and flicks your clit with his tongue. While you whimper,

“Toji your mouth is on my nnng you’re so nmmnhhplease tooooji.” You can’t even string together a proper sentence the moment his tongue touches your clit.

Adding more pressure on your puffy clit with his tongue while you grind your hips against his tongue. Only for him to grab your hips, digging his nails in and smearing some of your wetness on you. While you try your best to be still.

Soft trembles run down your legs, as you moan, “Mmnngh there is a pressure ahhnn!” Jerking your hips up causing Toji to pull away as you plead,

“Please don’t stop, I need your warm tongue on my pussy.” Toji wraps his hand around the handle of his knife. Digging the tip by your nipple while he asks,

“Does my dirty tied-up whore want to cum all over my face? Are you going to beg me for it? Tell me how much you need my tongue on your clit. And how I’m going to be the only one who eats out this dripping pussy.“ Dragging the knife and making a shallow cut near your nipple, your blood trickling out.

Making his breath hitch as he moves the knife away. While leaning down and opens his mouth up wide. Biting down on your breast and flicking your nipple with his tongue. He loudly groans while sinking his teeth in deeper, making you whine.

Whimpering to Toji, "I need you to cut me, tie me up, eat my pussy and stretch me out with your fat cock. I want to make you feel better than your hand and my panties do. Mmm please stuff your fat cock inside your virgin pussy.” With his teeth still sunken into your skin, Toji pulls away. While you arch your chest following his head.

Toji presses the tip of the knife to your side, dragging it down. Only piercing your skin as he got close to your hip, creating a long cut over your hip. And the soft cry that passes his lips has him wondering if you’re crying beneath the blindfold.

You ask him, “How does that feel good? You make me feel so funny, I don’t want it to stop.” The thought of your eyes filling up with tears while your pussy gets wetter from the pain making his cock twitch. He places the knife next to you on the bed and grabs your cut hip. Smearing the blood with his large hands while he tells you,

“What a disturbed slut you are, getting off on such filthy things. You look so fucking hot covered in blood. Fuck, you’re making a puddle and drenching your little asshole and I’m not even touching your pussy. Are you so pent up and desperate you are getting off on such sickening acts?” After easing you into taking his degradation for the praise he is taking it up.

You moan, “I’m so wet between my legs. Please I need more. Can I have more of…” You trail off not knowing what to ask for. Before you quickly add, “You, can I have more of you? I don’t care how you give it to me, I just need to feel you please Toji.”

Toji dips his head back down between your legs, he says, “I’m going to teach you every single dirty way to get both of us off. You are going to be the best slut I ever fucked. A slut made just to take my loads of cum.” Sucking your clit into his mouth and rubbing small circles into your puffy bundle of nerves.

The pressure is rapidly building between your legs. And it’s unlike anything else you’ve ever felt. It’s addictive and intense spreading throughout your body and making you shake and tremble. While weird sounds pass your lips.

Toji groans and the vibrations Sending you over the edge so quickly that your mind goes back while you let out a loud cry of, “TOJI PLESSSE!” And as he doesn’t stop the overwhelming pleasure making you try to jerk your hips away from Toji.

You wish you could see what his face looks like. But you would respect his wishes. And maybe one night he might trust you enough. Since he trusted. you enough to keep you alive and let you know a name he goes by.

The tips of his fingers swirl around the rim of your pussy. Never pushing past yet feeling the spasms that make you clench. While you whine,

“Need you inside me please can’t wait any longer.” He reaches over you and second later you feel the cool metal of his blade.

A sharp sting following as he cuts the top of your thigh. While he pulls away from your clit with a loud pop, and he bites down over the small shallow cute he made. As he places his thumb on your clit.

The roughness of his thumb on your overly sensitive clit causing you to whine, “Too much.” He let’s go of your thigh and says,

“That intense high you felt is how you know you just cummed. When your alone watching me jerk my cock I want you to rub your clit till you feel this good. But never strictly your fingers inside of yourself, that’s all for me to fill up. I’ll punish you if I found out you stuck your fingers or anything else inside my pussy.” He pulls his hand away from your pussy and you feel the knife hit the bed beside you.

There is some sound from the foot of your bed, the vanity creaks. And then seconds later he is taking your blindfold off. The bright light of your bedroom bounces off the whiteness of his mask making it harder to see with the blurriness that comes from just opening your eyes.

Just as you are about to say something he unties your wrists from the bed. Which ache from the leather of your belt rubbing them. He tells you, “You can move, and touch any part of me but my mask.” Wrapping your hand around his cock, feeling the softness of his skin in contrast to the hardness underneath.

Tracing your fingers along the thick vein that runs underneath his cock. You look up at Toji telling him, “If I can’t wrap my hand fully around your cock then I don’t think it’s going to fit.” He says,

“Don’t worry about that your pussy is more than wet enough. Once I untie your legs, I want you to be one on all fours with your ass in the air and your attention focused on your mirror. So you can see me fuck my cock into your slutty little pussy.” You let go of his cock, and he moves towards the bed of the bed.

Undoing the belts wrapping around your ankles, but leaving all four belts attached to the bed. While you close your legs and draw them in, rubbing your sore ankles. And looking at the cut on your hip. Which curves with the bent of your hip.

Toji asks, “What’s the safe word?” Getting on the bed behind you, he adds, “Or do you want to keep be nothing more than a set of holes for me to fuck my fat cock into till I dump my cum inside of you?” You move onto all fours, staring at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes are wide, and Toji has blood smeared on your body. While there is a wet spot between your parted legs from where you cummed on Toji’s face.

Your body burns while you watch yourself beg, “Please stuff your cock into my pussy and take my virginity.” While he grabs his knife and gets up on his knees behind you. Cupping your left cheek with a heavy, gloved hand, he spreads your cheeks apart.

You glance up at the camera on top of your vanity which is catching all of this. While Toji drags the knife down on the far left side of your back. He says,

“You are going to be a good whore and stay still while I brand you as my personal slut. And carve my name into your lower back.” He drops his hand from your ass cheek and then you feel Toji’s thick, warm cock rubbing up and down your wet pussy lips.

Pushing your lips back, Toji doesn’t stop you as you try to take the tip of his fat cock. The intense tingling pain makes your nose curl and your back arch up, making the tip dig deeper. While you reflexively pull your hips away, unable to take even half of his cockhead.

He completes the T of his name and you say, “You’ll have to re-carve your name once it fades.” With his cock head between your puffy pussy lips, Toji lets himself go. And he grabs onto your hips. While he lifts the knife off your back, as he pulls your hips back and thrusts his hips forward.

The tip of his cock slips inside you. And you can’t stop the cry that passes your lips. Prompting Toji to ask you, “How bad does it hurt?” Your pussy tightens around him as if trying to crush him. While he uses. his strength to force his cock deep inside you.

Cutting off your reply of “A lot-NNNG!” With a loud whine as your breath picks up with the pounding of your heart. While fire hot pain fills your body as Toji’s thick cock stretches your pussy out.

The coolness of the blade becomes colder against your burning skin. As you Whine, “It hurts so good, it’s so confusing what you doing to my pussy. How does it hurt yet I don’t want it to stop?” He pulls away, till only his tip remains inside of you. And he pauses while your whimpers,

“Nng your thick cock is rubbing my insides and tugging on my pussy when you move like that.” He admires the way your lips look puffier wrapping around his cock. And the sight of himself vanishing inside you as he pushes his hips is so overwhelming he can barely keep his hand still while he carves the o of his name next to the large T.

Finishing the O, the sight of more blood covering your pretty skin makes his cock jerk. While he groans, “You’re getting wetter fucking! Keep clenching my fat cock with your pathetic pussy that only gets off on filthy, depraved fucking. Mmnn such a fucking whore crying for my cock. Don’t be confused just accept your purpose in life as a dumb cock sleeve.”

The way he looked in the mirror, naked behind you beside his mask. With its dark fabric covering his neck. While the longest hanging scrap hangs down between his thick man tits. Which if it wasn’t for you facing away from him you would run your hands over his chest. And covering him in kisses.

Moaning to Toji, “I can feel the way your cock curves inside of me nng!” He pauses with his cock deep inside of you while he carves the J and quickly follows it with the I. Before making a shallow cut between your shoulder blades. And then tossed the knife to the ground.

You feel his gloved finger press against your other hole. Opening your mouth but your words come out as a loud moan as he pushes his thick finger into your ass. While he leans down over your smaller body, pressing his large chest against your back.

Moving his hand on your hip up to your throat. Toji wraps his fingers around your neck, pressing the same sore ring he already made. He groans,

“My handprint around your throat will be like a collar showing those others your fucking taken. You are my personal cumdump, every single night you’re going to be a good slut and take my cock in any of your slutty tight holes. And you’re going to thank me for the chance to be a good whore for me aren’t you?” You can’t answer while he tightens his grasp on your throat. While he fucks his thick cock into you at a fast and rough pace.

Toji’s heavy cock head hits the back of your pussy roughly as if he is trying to push deeper. And you swear he is trying to push deeper into your gut, which you can feel bulge and protrude when his hips hit yours.

Groaning loudly with his head over your shoulder, his body large enough that it’s covering yours. Making you feel so small beneath him, while he holds onto your hips. And curls his finger inside your other hole, pushing your wetness deep inside of your ass.

He asks, “Are you about to cry from me spitting your stupid little pussy open?” When he sees the tear building in your eyes. And when he lets go of your throat the way you let out a strained cry has Toji saying,

“Mmm I hope it’s too damn for your tiny slutty pussy to handle.” He leans back, looking down at your burning back. Where the cuts give you a satisfying sting that makes your pussy throb around Toji.

Placing your hand on your gut, to feel the way he creates a bulge inside your stomach. While he pumps his fingers into your ass faster, matching the strokes of his cock. The way his finger feels pushing your wetness into your ass is strange. Yet you don’t want it to stop, as you clench both of your holes around him.

Begging Toji, “Harder, fuck your thick cock deep into my guts. It hurts so much that my brain is going-aaahhhnnnng!” His cock hits a sweet spot inside you. Which has pulling his finger out of your ass while he groans,

“There is your sweet spot, didn’t want to take my cock out of your pussy till I found it.” He pulls his cock out of your pussy leaving you empty. And before you could even complain his cock is trusting deep into your other hole. While you scramble for the words, you reach back placing your hand on his abs smeared with your blood.

The words that come out are, “That isn’t my pussy, wrong hole Toji. nnng fuck why does it feelsoooogoodtoooootojiwrong-” Your words are slurring together. While the tears blurring your vision drip down your cheeks.

Toji slips off his gloves throwing them onto the floor and grabs your hips. Keeping you from running away from him. While he pushes you fall onto your stomach. His thick thighs press your legs together while you stretch them out. As you lay down with Toji deep in your ass, straddling your body.

Toji asks, “Then why it is taking my cock so well?” Then he quickly reminds you, “Say marshmallows and I’ll stop otherwise I’m cumming inside your ass instead of your pussy so I don’t knock you up.” You wonder how his cum is going to feel inside your white hot burning ass. Which he is pressing into the bed, keeping you from wiggling away from his punishing thrusts.

Lifting your head and look straight into the mirror. Watching the lines on his abs deepen with every thrust. You beg Toji, “Please fill my ass full of your thick cum. Want to get you off and make you feel good. It feels so good knowing that you’re enjoying my slutty ass the way it’s supposed to be used. It can’t be wrong if it feels this good, it’s too much yet not enough. NnnggToji! Fuck me Toji please, please please.” The pressure is building in your gut, despite no attention being given to your clit and pussy.

Grabbing a handful of your hair to keep and holding your head up the moment you try to muffle your cries. He asks you, “Are you getting off on having your asshole fucked? I hope you are feeling my cock still in your pussy and ass tomorrow morning when you wake up. I can’t wait to see you walking fun from me spitting you open.” His heavy balls hit your ass with every thrust.

Moaning to Toji, who moves his hand from your hips to your wrist. The way Toji is pinning your smaller body with a large bulky one. While he fucks himself into your is intoxicating. Biting into your bottom lip as your eyes roll back. While an intense wave of pleasure washes over you.

Letting go of your bottom lip and moaning, “Mmmnng Toji I can feel the veins of your cock pulsing. Nng I’m a dirty slut who enjoys getting her pussy and ass filled up full of cock and cum.” Toji lets go of your hair, slapping your ass roughly, watching it ripple from the impact of his large heavy palm.

Toji groans, “Damn right you are, that’s all you are, a set of tight wet holes for me to fuck.” You shift your hips from side to side while he picks his pace up. And you don’t think he can go any faster. While your heavy bed rocks, the headboard hits the back wall with every thrust.

Thick warm cum spills inside your ass which Toji smears around as he keeps fucking himself inside of you. While he moves his hand from your hair to your throat, which he only holds. Letting go of your wrist and placing his hand on the bed next to your head to prop himself up.

Pleading with Toji, “Don’t stop I’m going to cum again.” You hear a loud moan come from Toji as he keeps fucking his sensitive cock into your cum filled asshole. His thrusts become uneven as he suddenly jerks deeper while pulling out.

Toji grunts, “Fucking cum from getting your asshole filled up now.” He lets go of your wrists and slaps your ass again. While you gush Toji loudly moans,

“My slut. is a squirter fucking shit. Squirting from getting your pretty little ass stuffed. How fucking slutty and depraved are you?” You whine and pout when he pulls away and he is no longer touching you.

You are about to sit up when he tells you, “Lay still I need to clean you up before I take a shower.” And you need to go back to sleep, I’ll be here in the morning expecting breakfast since you know I’m living here.“ By the way, your pussy and asshole ache you are thinking about ordering some food for delivery.

Grateful that you don’t have work the next day, you lay on the bed crossing your arms and resting your head. While you bask in the aching afterglow that has your whole body feeling tingly and floaty. As your mind is hazy with a heavy cloud filling it.

Toji slips off the bed and walks into your bathroom. Where you watch as he grabs the hand towel and cleans his softening cock off. Before he vanishes from the sight of the doorway. Only to appear some moments later with a fresh hand towel that he sets by the sink.

Grabbing the handle of the cabinets underneath your bathroom sink. He opens them and pulls out the medical box you have underneath your skin. Pulling out the small bottle of rubbing alcohol he pours it onto a hand towel you had by your skin.

Coming back into your room, Toji climbs back onto your bed. He presses the wet hand towel to your cut up back, cleaning the blood off your back. With a gentleness, you didn’t expect from him.

Ignoring the soft stinging pain of the disinfectant on your Mumbling your question, "Will you sleep in the bed with me? It’s cozier than the sofa.” He cups your ass cheek, gently massaging it.

“After I shower and eat something I’ll come to hog the bed and blankets from you princess.” The seemingly affectionate nickname makes your heart pound as the sleepiness that was setting in fades.

Asking Toji, “Princess? I thought I was a whore?” Part of you thinks this aftercare is better than the sex itself. While the other part of you wants Toji to fuck you again. Just so you can feel this throbbing thick cock inside of you.

He says, “When I have my cock in you yeah, you’re my fucking whore. But right now you’re my princess, you did good for me.” With the towel in your head, he rolls you onto your back. Before he gets off the bed and then lifts you off the bed, cradling you to his chest. He takes you into the bathroom and sets you down on the toilet, telling you,

“Always pee after we fuck that’s another rule.” Toji lefts you in the bathroom to use it. And he strips your bed of its sheets. You figure he already knows where the spares are after living in your house for the past two months. So you don’t bother telling him as he leaves with your soiled covers.

Wiping and then flushing, you stand up only to gasp at the wobbliness of your legs. You grab onto the corner of the bathroom counter, leaning on that for support. While you move towards the sink where you wash your hands.

Any sense of being awake vanishing as heavy exhaustion washes over you. And you can’t help but close your eyes as you yawn and dry your hands off on the large fluffy towel hanging from its metal bar.

Walking into your bedroom where you stand by your bed as Toji stretched the bedsheet over the mattress. While he says, “You look like you are about to fall asleep standing up. At least you won’t be waking up several times tonight. Since I fucked you straight to sleep.” You merely let out a soft grunt in response.

Too sleepy to speak to Toji, as you grab one of the fluffy pillows. You hug your body while you stare at the bed longingly. And the moment he finishes with the bed sheet you lay down on the bed.

Toji snickers as he spread the heavy blanket out over you. He says, “Sleep tight princess, I’ll bully you again in the morning.” Closing your eyes and letting the heaviness of sleep tempt you into drifting off.

The next morning when you wake up with the memories of last night fresh on your mind. And the warmth of Toji’s body while he lays next to you. His large arm rested over your body pinning your arm to your side.

Your clit and pussy are throbbing at the memory of Toji’s thick cock filling you up. And thoughts about what it would feel like to have him cum inside your pussy, instead of your ass fill your mind.

Biting into your bottom lip and moving your pinned arm slowly. Making his heavy arm move as he pulls away, rolling onto his back. Leaving you free to slip your hand between your legs, touching your puffy clit.

Slipping your fingers down your slit, getting your fingers tips wet. And when you touch your clit again, you can’t stop yourself from letting go of your bottom lip and whimpering, “Toji.” Which earns a grumble from Toji laying next to you.

Jerking your hips while you keep rubbing your sensitive clit. Your finger doesn’t have the warm softness of Toji’s persistent tongue. Nor the soft and smooth texture of his glove but it feels almost as good.

Toji grumbles, “You’re moving a lot for someone who is supposed to be sleeping in.” Pulling your hand away from your clit and then rolling onto your side to look up at Toji, who still has his mask on.

You confess, “I keep thinking about what you did to me last night. I need more of you, I want you to bully my pussy some more like you said you would.” You let your attention drift from his mask down along his body. Stopping where the blanket gives to a large bulge.

Toji says, “Prove it to me by sucking my cock off making my cum be the first thing you eat today.”

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Toji Fushiguro

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[Chapter 1] New Beginnings

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader

Chapter Warnings: MDNI, Smut, Vaginal Sex, Nipple Play, Oral Sex (f. receiving), Creampie, Cum Play

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Not even two months after your husband’s death, you find yourself completely broke. There’s no more jewelry or rare items in your house that are actually worth something. You don’t have any more furniture that you can sell. The money you make is barely enough to pay the mortgage to your house. Leading to only one option:

Selling the house.

You hold many memories dear to you between the house’s walls, but at some point your basic necessities are more important than mere memories. You have many pictures that can help you recall the happy moments, which should be enough for some time. Maybe one day you can rebuy the house, but for now you don’t count on it.

In the end, the house is far too big for a single person. And too gloomy for you. The sun doesn’t shine and brightens the house like it used to. Lately every corner is dark, full of recollections of him and his life. It completely brings you down because he’s gone. 

When you pack everything up is when you come to the realization that you’re better off elsewhere. Somewhere that’s big enough for you, a place you can afford. A place that doesn’t bring back the happy memories that not too long after turn gloomy and sorrowful. Somewhere you can start fresh and forget about it all. Forget the first twenty-four years of your life. Even the happiest moments.

Your quest to forget leads you to the outskirts of town, finding an apartment cheap enough that allows you to take two months off work to live off the bit of your savings and the profit of selling the house– But of course, you won’t be doing that. You’ll find a job immediately and use your savings to buy what you need and buy some of the furniture that you had sold. 

But right now you aren’t all too worried about what couch you want for your living room, instead you’re more concerned about getting the mattress up to your floor and into your room. You rented a moving truck and managed to convince the old grumpy neighbor next door to help you pack up some of the stuff, but now he’s miles away. You have no idea what you’re going to do next because you have no idea who anyone is.

So you stand outside the building, arms crossed as you try your best to figure out what you’ll do next. You can try to carry all of it to the third floor, but that won’t be too easy or good for you. You decide to leave it there for a moment and begin to go upstairs to finally see your new apartment. You were in a rush to find a cheap place to move to, and you didn’t even bother to check the unit out. You don’t really care if the place is luxurious or if it’s the biggest dump in the place, you just want to figure out where you’ll be putting your stuff. 

It feels like quite a workout when you get to the third floor, making you put your hands on your knees and pant for a moment. You realize that getting your stuff upstairs won’t be such an easy task, but you’ll somehow manage. Somehow. You still have to figure it out.

When you catch your breath, you walk to your door, your hand going into your pocket to find the key. As you get it out, someone who you can only assume is your new neighbor, walks to the door that’s next to yours. Apartment 381.

He’s tall and seemingly strong, or at least the shirt that hugs him tightly gives that impression. He has black hair that reaches around his ears, certainly in need of a haircut. He doesn’t look like the friendliest to approach, but you wouldn’t feel too comfortable knocking on your other neighbors’ doors asking for help. You’re too focused on the stern look on his face that you nearly miss the little boy that holds the white plastic bag.

“Uhm… Excuse me?” You cringe at the way your voice cracks when you speak up, but regardless, you continue walking up to your neighbor. He turns to look at you, and while usually men’s eyes light up at the sight of you, he holds the same expression throughout. You tell him your first name before asking, “I need help carrying some stuff up, and I was wondering…”

He looks you up and down, taking in every detail before he nods in response. “I need you to watch the kid for me.”

“Oh– Okay. But I’m not sure you can carry it alone.” You tell him, and he chuckles. You’re not sure why he laughs, but you know it makes you nervous. You begin to question your words before he speaks again,

“Oh, trust me, I can.” He answers. “Just open the place, take the kid in, and make sure he doesn’t kill himself.”

You aren’t too sure if it’s the wisest thing for him to leave his son with you, but you aren’t going to argue with it. You know you’re not a murderer or a bad person in general– But your neighbor doesn’t know that. Regardless, he’s accepted to help you and you won’t argue about it. 

“Okay, Megumi, will you go with the nice lady for a moment?” The man asks his son, who tries to hide from you behind his father’s leg. It doesn’t work too well, while his father is big he isn’t quite big enough to completely hide him. You lean down a bit, putting on a smile for the kid.

“Hi, Megumi.” You wave at the little boy, and you see him peek. He pulls on his father’s jeans a bit, making the man sigh. When Megumi senses he’s made himself too visible, he goes back. You can’t help but chuckle. “Seems like Megumi is shy.”

“C’mon, Megumi. She’s nice.” The man says, and you can’t help but chuckle again as you decide to open your apartment. Megumi doesn’t let go of his father’s pants, and the man ends up sighing. “I’ll get you some ice cream afterwards.”

It takes you by surprise when the boy comes to your side, but at the same time you really aren’t. It’s a hot summer day and kids love ice cream. You open the door and peek at the place. Nothing too luxurious, that’s for sure.

“Here.” The man gives you the plastic bag, which you take. He looks to find the truck where your stuff is, and he quickly spots it. He points at it just to make sure, “That’s it, right?”

“It is.” You respond, and he nods in response. You watch as he begins to walk away and you decide to walk inside with Megumi. The place is rather small. You’ll say that. The living room, dining room, and bedroom are all in one place, and there’s a small door that leads to the bathroom. To the left of the entrance is some counter space, a small stove and a small fridge. The apartment isn’t something big, but you weren’t expecting much because you’re not paying too much for rent.

“Alright, Megumi, you can sit wherever you want… Sorry I don’t have anything to entertain you.” You tell him, and he walks to a corner of the place and takes a seat on the floor. You look at the contents of the bag that you hold, and you see some convenience store snacks. Which you can only assume is their breakfast.

“Is this your breakfast?” You ask, walking over to the young boy. He hums in response and you grab the sandwich from the bag and give it to him. He takes it from you and struggles to open the food so you end up opening it for him. You give him the food and he begins to eat quietly, and you’re unsure of what to say or do. Which leads you to ask the question, “What’s your daddy’s name?”

“Daddy.” Megumi responds with a mouthful of food and you can’t help but chuckle. You aren’t surprised by his response, although he should be old enough to know his father’s name, but you won’t pay much attention to that detail. It’s none of your business. You look at him for a moment, trying to figure out what else to say.

“How old are you, sweetie?” You continue asking, and the young boy holds three fingers up when he manages to hold the sandwich with one hand. He’s not much of a talker, at least not with you. You’re a mere stranger. At least you’re glad that you know the kid won’t run off with a stranger. The front door opens and you see the man carrying the mattress in. It was faster than you expected, and he doesn’t struggle all that much. At least he doesn’t seem to be struggling.

“Isn’t this a little too big for the place?” The man’s voice sounds normal, not showing any sign of strain. He puts it right in the middle of the free space of the apartment, and you’re shocked that he was able to carry the mattress up with no problem. “Not judging… It’s your place.”

“No, you’re right. I just didn’t know how small this place was.” You share. He slowly nods before he looks at the watch that’s on his left wrist. He realizes how late it is, but he sees from the corner of his eye that his son is eating what they bought. You two awkwardly stand in silence for a second before you speak up, “What’s your name? I’m sorry I didn’t ask earlier. It slipped my mind.”

“I’m Toji Fushiguro.” He answers. You smile at him, putting your hands in your pocket awkwardly. You aren’t sure what to say until you remember you have to at least thank him for his help.

“Well, Toji, thank you. I really appreciate it.” You tell him. 

“How about I help you with the rest of your stuff? I don’t have anything else to do today other than to watch the kid.” He offers which catches you off guard, but you aren’t going to refuse the help. “I’ll just get some toys from my place to keep him entertained while he’s here.”

“Alright, sounds amazing. Thank you, Toji.”

A few hours after Toji gets everything in your apartment, you find yourself attempting to organize everything. There’s no place to put everything. You don’t have a closet to put everything in so you try to put all your clothes in drawers. But obviously there isn’t enough space for everything so you’re putting old clothes in a pile to donate. 

That’s what you spend all afternoon doing, and by eight at night you’re left with two boxes. Two boxes that are filled with his clothes, ones that you’ll leave alone. Leave them in a corner to collect dust, taking up very valuable and limited space.

You don’t notice how late it is until you open the door to your apartment and see how dark the sky is. You had plans of making something special for the neighbors in apartment 381, but clearly it’s too late for that. You really have nothing in your apartment to make food, and by the time you’re done grocery shopping, it’ll be way too late for cooking and showing up at their door with food. 

However, you get an amazing idea. You go to the neighbor’s door and knock. You patiently wait for Toji to open the door, and you feel slightly nervous. Toji is an intimidating man. Although you can say he’s nice– sort of. But you still feel extremely nervous as you wait for him to open the door. You don’t want to interrupt anything. 

“Oh, hey.” Toji opens the door and he doesn’t look too pleased. You’re overthinking because that’s definitely the same look that he had on his face. He crosses his arms and waits for you to say something, but you’re taking a bit too long. When he opens his mouth to speak is when you remember that you have to say something. This isn’t your usual behavior.

“I’m going to get some food and I was wondering if you guys wanted anything… To show my appreciation after your help.” You stumble over words and you notice every mistake which makes you internally curse yourself. Toji looks at the time on his watch and spends a moment thinking about your offer.

“Kid is in bed. But I’ll take up your offer.” He answers, and you slowly nod in response, a weak smile coming to your lips. You feel bad about the kid missing out on this opportunity. Although his father did all the work, you know that he was uncomfortable with you. Poor kid barely said a word, although he was entertained with his toy.

“Were you also going to bed?” You ask and he looks in his mind for what to say. He ends up shaking his head, although he was actually going to bed because he doesn’t have anything else better to do. “Did you take him out for ice cream already? I’m thinking of buying him some tomorrow because I just feel bad.”

Toji steps out of the apartment, not wanting to wake up his sleeping son by conversing. Toji shakes his head again, he had completely forgotten about what he told his son. He ends up saying, “It’s fine. He won’t remember.”

“Well maybe a pack of popsicles or something. It’s hot out and it’ll certainly help you two.” This time Toji doesn’t say anything. Popsicles do sound nice, especially since the AC system in his apartment needs some fixing. He does wonder if that’s affecting you too since you just moved in and your unit doesn’t have AC, but he notices you wear some shorts and a tank top so it can’t be affecting you too bad. “Do you want anything specific from any place?”

“I just want a beer. Get whatever you want.” He answers as you two begin to walk to your place. Toji isn’t all that worried about leaving a sleeping Megumi in the apartment alone. It’s like leaving him in another room of a house, especially since your place is right next door. If the kid was awake it’d be a whole different problem. 

Toji notices immediately how organized everything is, and he’s fairly shocked because he completely left it a mess earlier. Boxes everywhere, the little furniture you had in the middle of the place. Majority of the boxes are now empty and piled up elsewhere. He does notice a pile of clothes on the floor, but he assumes those are some clothes you’ll either donate or sell. There’s not that many. 

“Sorry for the mess.” You comment and he can’t believe his ears. This place is way more organized than he expected. He doesn’t say anything though, he just looks around the small area and takes in every detail. His place is just like this– Well his is a bit bigger and he obviously knows how to make space for him and the kid. “Do you know any good restaurants nearby that deliver?”

“Hmm… There’s this good place down the street. You can look up the menu.” He informs you which you do. He tells you the name of the place and you look it up. Meanwhile, he awkwardly stands around, hands in his back pockets. You realize this and are quick to say,

“Please, take a seat… Wherever you like.” You can’t help but feel bad at the fact that you have no place for him to sit on, other than your bed or the floor. He’s awkward too, and if it weren’t for the fact that his brat isn’t with him, he’d suggest going to the actual place to eat. He takes a seat on the edge of your bed, and stares at you while you look at the menu, “I know I have to make a few changes around here.”

“It’s fine. It’s your place after all. Not here to judge.” He responds. He shifts around in the bed for a moment before saying, “At least it feels comfortable.”

“Oh it is. But it’s definitely taking up too much space. I might get a futon or something.” You tell him, sitting down beside him on the bed. You begin to order what you want on your phone, picking things that you think Toji might like. 

“So why did you decide to move here?” He asks so the place isn’t filled with an awkward silence. He can only assume money troubles, because why else would you choose to live here? There might be some other reason though, and he might as well get to know you. He has to know that a criminal isn’t living right next door to his son.

“Just needed a change of scenery… and money troubles.” You mutter the last part, but he hears you. It’s nothing to be ashamed about because he knows. There’s no point in hiding it, why else why would you move here? Toji might not be the brightest guy but he certainly isn’t an idiot. “So what do you do, Fushiguro?”

“I’m a mechanic.” He answers. He looks around for a second, trying to figure out what you do. But he can’t figure it out through the indistinct room. He has no idea which ends up in him asking, “What do you do?”

“I used to work at a daycare.” You respond. “I don’t know what I’ll be doing here, though.”

“Hmm… There’s many places that are hiring around.” Toji tells you. You sigh in response, already dreading going back to work even though you don’t even have a job yet. You liked your old job, but you weren’t in the mood to deal with screaming children. To be honest, you weren’t in the mood for anything. But it also helps to distract you from everything. It keeps you busy. “I think there’s a daycare around here too.”

“Who takes care of Megumi while you work?” You question since he clearly doesn’t know if there’s a daycare around. Perhaps he hires a sitter, but you find that as a more expensive alternative.

“I keep him in the shop with me. They love him there. He’s in his corner playing with his toys while I work.” He informs you, which you’d generally be worried about if it weren’t for the fact that his son is clearly a calm kid. 

“That’s a great way to save money. Kids are fucking expensive.” You chuckle before a yawn escapes your lips. You’re so incredibly tired, and it’s very clear. Toji can tell since you talk less energetically than you did earlier. “Your kid seems like a good one.”

“He’s definitely very calm. I don’t think I could’ve gotten luckier.” Toji looks at the corner with the two unpacked boxes and wonders what’s in them. Maybe it’s winter clothes that aren’t worth unpacking. He doesn’t question it, not that he cares about prying, but because he thinks he has it figured out, and the question doesn’t seem worthy enough to roll off his tongue. 

You stand up and walk to the fridge, opening it to get a water bottle. You hold one up to show him, and he opens and closes his fist which leads you to throw a bottle at him. You open the bottle and bring it up to your lips, chugging the water until it’s nearly empty.

“Any special plans for tomorrow?” You ask, walking back to the bed, taking a seat beside him. He purses his lips together, thinking about what he’ll be doing tomorrow. Which makes you bring up, “If not, I can take you two out for ice cream. Then get some popsicles.”

“Hmmm… I feel like you’re being too nice.” Toji comments, which is something he has never done before. He appreciates gratitude and getting things, but he just feels something is up with you. There’s this sadness behind your eyes that makes him feel guilty. “Dinner is more than enough.”

“Dinner for you, ice cream and popsicles for the kid.” You say. He can’t argue about it. You look at him, taking in every detail of his face. He’s quite handsome, you’ll admit. But no one’s looks compete with him. Either way, Toji is handsome. Even with the stern look on his face, one that you doubt will change because it hasn’t changed all day.

You have a couple questions, but unlike Toji, you don’t mean to pry. There’s a knock on the door, which means that the food is finally here. Definitely faster than either of you expected. You stand up and walk to the door, opening it and taking the bag of food.

“Food’s here.” You announce, although you don’t have to.

You two end up eating on the ground, and not much happens after you begin to eat. When there’s no more food left, he goes back to his apartment.

A week after you move in is when you come to realize how rare it is to bump into your neighbor. The man in 381, of course, because you have yet to meet the neighbor in 383. You have yet to meet any of your other neighbors. You don’t really care about getting to know them or having any sort of friendship with them either way. The only reason you care a bit about seeing Toji is because you owe him and his son ice cream. 

You remembered the next day, but when you knocked on his door, he wasn’t there. And every single other day of the week you were busy job hunting. As Toji told you, there is a daycare, and luckily enough for you, they needed some extra help around. Your first day is on Monday, and you feel ready. Maybe all you needed was some time off because you’re excited to start again. Maybe it’s because none of the parents know you or what you’ve recently gone through. Going back to work not even a week after your husband’s death was truly one of the hardest things you’ve had to do, mainly because everyone knew him, and everyone felt so pitiful whenever they looked at you.

It’s near four in the afternoon, and you’re carrying some groceries upstairs. Your hands are full, and you’re scared of dropping something. When you finally reach the third floor is when you get offered some help. Toji spots you and he’s quick to walk to your side and take some bags from you. 

“Thank you.” You sigh in relief when he takes majority of the bags from you. You get to your apartment and you open the door, allowing him to walk into the place and put the bags on the counter. You put the bags that you have on the floor, and while you’d usually begin to unload the groceries and put them in their designated spot, if you start doing that, Toji will walk out and you won’t see him again for God knows how long. “I still owe Megumi that ice cream.”

“Right… Sorry we’ve been busy. Poor guy got sick.” Toji informs you. You can’t help but pout, feeling bad for the kid. “If you’re not busy we can go now. He’s stuck at home watching TV.”

“Let’s do that.” You smile. You put your index finger up before saying, “Give me a minute to put these away. Groceries are too expensive to let some of them spoil.”

“You’re right. While you do that I’ll get the little guy ready.” He says before he walks out of the apartment, leaving you to put all your groceries away.

You walk alongside Toji and Megumi, who guide you to the ice cream parlor. The walk– Which isn’t so long, feels like an eternity because it’s so hot out. You’re sweating, and Toji notices the sleek sheet of sweat on your body. It makes him comment, “We’re almost there.”

“Okay.” You mutter, extremely hot. Thankfully, in less than two minutes you get to the place. Toji picks up his son from the ground to allow him to look at all the possible flavors that he can pick from, making the young boy lick his lips. There’s so many options to pick from.

“Alright, Megumi, what do you want?” Toji asks as the boy puts his hands on the cold glass that separates him and the delicacy. While the boy hums, trying to decide what he wants, you order some ice cream for yourself.

“I want…” Megumi begins, but he can’t seem to figure out what he wants. Chocolate seems amazing, but that pink strawberry-flavored ice cream really catches his eye. But vanilla is one of his all time favorites. It leads to nowhere. “I want…”

“He wants cookies and cream in a cup. One scoop.” Toji ends up deciding, getting too impatient with the indecisive child. You can’t help but chuckle as you hear this. Toji clearly isn’t the patient kind. Megumi gets his ice cream cup, and Toji puts him down on the floor. “Rocky road cone for me. Two scoops.”

“C’mon, Megumi.” You tilt your head and shake it towards the table. The boy is unsure whether to follow you or not, but then again, you’re the reason he has ice cream so maybe you’re not so bad. He does end up walking with you to sit down at the table. He slides into the booth, and you sit on the opposite side. 

You both focus on eating the ice cream in front of you, which is nice. Generally kids you’ve worked with are very talkative and don’t enjoy their food because they’d rather converse. Although you don’t usually mind, it’s nice being able to sit in silence for a moment. Until Toji sits down next to his kid and begins to talk. 

“The sweet neighbor lady is buying you the ice cream, what do you say?” Toji asks his son and Megumi is too focused on his ice cream to say anything. But Toji clears his throat, grabbing the cup from the kid and putting it on your side of the table, a place that Megumi’s short arms won’t be able to reach. You’re about to hand the child back his ice cream because you don’t really care for a thank you, after all this is all to show your appreciation to Toji and his son for helping you out next week.

“Thank you.” Megumi ends up saying, which gets his father to hand him back the cup of ice cream. He quickly indulges himself in his treat. You smile at the kid and respond,

“No problem.” You reply. You quietly lick the cone, before it comes to your mind, “Please don’t call me the sweet neighbor lady. It makes me feel like a grandma.”

“Right, sorry.” Toji ends up chuckling. Now that he hears it, it does make you sound old. You don’t look old. He’d guess you’re around five to ten years younger than him. “The sweet young neighbor girl.”

“That’s better.” You laugh. You have many questions you want to ask, and right now would be the perfect time to ask them, if it weren’t for the kid that’s sitting down next to Toji. If it also weren’t for the fact that this is practically the second time you talk to him and you don’t want to be too intrusive. You bite into the cone and chew, thinking of what question to ask because the silence with them both makes you feel uncomfortable. Until you finally swallow, grabbing a napkin and cleaning the corners of your mouth before asking, “Did you have a busy week at work?”

“Yes.” He answers, looking over at his son to see how far along he is with his ice cream. Not even halfway done. But then again, Megumi is a small kid. “How about you? Did you find a job?”

“I did. Thankfully.” You respond. You smile at him, “At the daycare you told me about. Luckily enough they needed someone else since someone recently quit.”

“Really? That’s nice.” Toji really isn’t all that interested in your job, but he won’t be his usual rude self. He likes you, somewhat. “Maybe you can get me a discount for Megumi or something. It’d be nice for him to spend time with kids his own age.”

“Hmm… I was told I can get a 75% discount for my own kid. Don’t know if they allow you to give discounts to acquaintances.” You inform him and he ends up nodding in response. Maybe he’d be a bit upset if he didn’t have a cone of ice cream in his hand. “But since I don’t have any kids, I could pass him off as my own. As long as he doesn’t snitch, I think we’ll be fine.”

“That sounds perfect.” Toji's eyes perk up, maybe it’s because he wants to get the kid off his back for a bit. Or maybe it’s because the price of child care is too expensive and the man is trying to save up money so that he and his son can move somewhere else soon enough. Either way, he does appreciate it.

“I would have to fill out some forms and whatnot, but I can take him with me on Monday.” You tell him. He’s about to thank you for it, but Megumi puts his cup down and taps his dad’s arm, causing Toji to look down at him.

“I’m full.”

Near midnight you toss and turn on your bed, too hot to fall asleep. You have yet to get an air conditioning unit, and it’s too hot for you to sleep. You’re lying naked on top of your bed, and you’re still covered in sweat. Your windows are open, but the breeze that enters the place is a hot one and it doesn’t help you at all. At this point, you aren’t sure what to do. At least tomorrow you have all day to sleep.

You sit up on the bed a sigh leaving your lips before you get up and walk to the fridge to get a bottle of water. You put it up to your forehead, relieved. You walk back to your bed and lay down once again, running the cold water bottle through your body. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

There’s a knock on your door, which makes you frown as you get up from your bed. You begin to walk to the door until you realize you’re completely naked. You walk back, grabbing the clothes that are on the corner of the bed and putting them on. They don’t cover much but it’s better than walking out naked. You go to the door and open it, a bit annoyed at whoever is knocking at this time. But you aren’t as annoyed when you see your neighbor, who holds some papers.

“I’m not bothering you, am I?” Toji asks, looking over at you, and you shake your head. He has to tear his eyes away from your body, looking at the very short shorts and the white tank top that leaves little to the imagination, your hard nipples poking through– There’s some spots that are wet which he wonders what they are but eventually figures out it’s sweat because it’s extremely hot out, and he doesn’t feel any cold air coming out of your place. “I was going to give you these tomorrow but I’m busy all day.”

“Please, come in.” You tell him, moving to the side to allow him to step into the place. He puts the papers down on your kitchen counter before he says,

“Just some basic stuff for registration. Important stuff you should know too. He’s allergic to oranges and shellfish.” He begins to tell you and you slowly nod. “Sorry for coming so late, I just couldn’t find everything. Forgot where I put it all.”

“It’s fine. Not like I was doing anything.” You respond. You awkwardly stand around, and neither of you say anything until you ask, “Megumi is asleep. I assume.”

“Yeah… Little guy is knocked out by eight every night.” He shares. He doesn’t seem like he’ll walk out soon, so you close the door. The man looks around the place, seeing no changes to the place yet. “It’s hot in here, are you okay?”

“I can’t sleep.” You confess with a chuckle. 

“Not to sound like a pervert but like this, it’s best to sleep naked.” He says making you laugh.

“I was doing that, but I obviously can’t answer the door completely naked.” You point out which he hadn’t really thought about, but it obviously makes perfect sense. He can’t blame himself though, he knows he isn’t the smartest of the bunch.

“I don’t think anyone would complain about that.” Toji comments and it makes the heat go straight to your face. And it isn’t due to the high temperature from outside. You bite your bottom lip as you begin to walk over to him.

You’re lonely, touch-deprived and feeling a bit too confident. Maybe it’s the heat that’s taken over your emotions, but Toji is very handsome and you haven’t been touched in over a year.  Your body craves it. Maybe you should listen to your body for once.

“What are you trying to say, Fushiguro?” You ask when you’re right in front of him. He looks at your lust-filled eyes, much different than that look that you always have. A smirk comes onto his lips as he looks down at you. “Do you want to see me naked or…?”

“Who would complain? Certainly not me.” He answers as you grab his hands and put them on your hips. How horrible would it be to have sex with your neighbor? It certainly isn’t the smartest idea, but you aren’t thinking of future consequences. You feel his hand go under your shirt and his touch feels as if it burns your skin. His lips go down to meet yours while his hands go up to feel your breasts. He begins to play with your nipples as his tongue enters your mouth.

He’s touch deprived as well, the last time he’s been with someone was around three years ago. And like you, he knows it’s not the best decision to fuck his neighbor, especially since you’ll be taking his son to daycare and getting him a discount, but he isn’t thinking of the consequences. Although he should, because he knows how women are, and he certainly doesn’t want an actual relationship from this. Yet he doesn’t stop his tongue from pressing against yours, and he doesn’t stop one hand from going to your ass while the other continues pinching your nipple.

You pull away from the kiss, grabbing the hand that squeezes your ass and telling him, “Follow me.”

He does so, and you guide him to your bed. You sit down on the bed, and you give him the sweetest look as you look up at him. Toji smirks before he pushes the rest of your body down on the bed, “The first thing I thought about you was how hot you were.”

“Hmm… Really?” You bat your eyelashes. He hums in response as he begins to pull down your shorts, and he’s very surprised to find that you’re wearing no panties. His lips go back to yours while two fingers run through your folds. He feels how wet you are, and he’s surprised because he hasn’t done anything yet. His lips go down, kissing your neck and down to your covered breasts. He pulls down your tank top and latches around your nipple, gently sucking. Soft moans begin to leave your lips as he does so.

He unlatches and kisses the valley of your breasts before he latches on your other nipple. His fingers continue to run through your folds before they begin to play with your clit. You’re so touch deprived that every subtle touch is enough to drive you wild. So much so that you’re way too loud, causing him to detach himself from your nipple and he says, “The walls are very thin. Don’t want you to wake anyone up.”

“Sorry.” You mutter as he stands up straight, pulling down his sweatpants. He takes his cock into his hand, his thumb spreading the pre cum that’s on the tip before he slowly pumps it. He looks down at you, watching as you bite down on your bottom lip.

“Don’t think this is something more. This is just sex.” He tells you, causing you to laugh.

“I should be the one telling you that.” You reply. Once he knows he’s gotten the message across, he runs the tip through your folds. He slowly pushes his dick inside of you, and you feel your eyes roll to the back of your head. Toji’s dick is long and thick. You weren’t expecting anything else, but it’s definitely much more to take in once he’s actually inside of you.

He gives you a moment to adjust, while also giving himself a moment to adjust. He shuts his eyes, barely being able to handle it. He just forgot how good this was. So incredibly good. You’re biting down your lip as he slowly begins to move, remembering his comment about the walls. You didn’t think this would be so hard.

“S’ fucking good.” Toji groans, feeling as you squeeze around him. He can’t take so much but God, is it good. His hands grip to your hips so hard that you’re sure there’ll be some bruising. But you really aren’t focused on that. “Your pussy is so good.”

“Fuck…” You mutter as his thrusts pick up speed. Your back arches, pleasure overtaking your body with each of his movements. And you’re so focused on yourself that you don’t notice how his thrusts become unregulated, until you feel that warmth fill you up, causing your eyes to go wide.

Toji’s eyes also go wide, realizing that he finished so quickly. It leaves him embarrassed. It causes his cheeks to go pink, which is thankfully not noticeable. This has never happened to him before. And you definitely know it’ll strike his ego if you tell him that you were planning on telling him to pull out, something you should’ve done before you started. He’s about to apologize but decides otherwise, getting on his knees and his tongue running through your folds.

Your mind goes blank again, all other thoughts leaving your brain as he begins to lick your cunt. He tastes himself on you as his cum oozes out of your cunt. His tongue goes to your clit and he slowly flicks it while your hand goes to his hair.

He has the purpose of making you come on his tongue, and you feel it as he’s so eager. You lick your lips before you bite down on your bottom lip. His tongue goes to your entrance, getting some more of his cum on his tongue before he pushes his tongue inside of you. It’s so good. Too good.

“That’s really good.” You say, trying your best to control yourself as his tongue wanders inside of you. When he takes it out, his tongue licks up and down your cunt before once again focusing on your clit.

You feel your orgasm quickly build up, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as it slowly overtakes you. Him finishing so fast was worth it because you doubt you would’ve felt like this before. Your thighs begin to squeeze his head while he works so diligently.

“Oh, fuck!” You moan as you finally reach your peak. He detaches himself from your pussy, first leaving a kiss on your clit. He stands up and starts getting himself ready.

“This never happened.” He tells you, not even a minute after. But you have no problem agreeing with him.

After all, the last thing you want is a relationship.

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✧──────✧₊∘ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔! 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗨𝗔𝗟 𝗦𝗘𝗫. 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗇𝗍. 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾/𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗌, 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗅𝗎𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗃𝗂 𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌. 𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗉, 𝗂 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌? 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝖺 𝗏𝗂𝗋𝗀𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 (𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗑 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌, 𝗂𝖽𝗄 𝗅𝗈𝗅.) 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗐𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗒. 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍. 𝗆𝗂𝗑𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄 (𝗌𝗅𝗎𝗍), 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖾 (𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗂𝗇’𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾), 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 (𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗅, 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅, 𝖾𝗍𝖼.) 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝖾𝗑, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗃𝗂 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄. 𝗉𝗅𝗌 𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗇𝗈 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗒. 𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗌𝗒. 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗈3. 1.7𝙠 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅. ♡ 𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒔 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝒀. 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒅𝒐 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕.

it was rare that toji fushiguro had a favorite customer, especially since he saw all older rich women the same. desperate, craving any attention from another man because their wrinkly husbands didn’t give them enough attention. and it was his job to make them feel special for the night. toji was good at what he did. amazing, at that. giving nothing but quality dick and great pleasure at a hefty cost. he didn’t give fuck about how the women looked. as long as they could afford him, that’s all that mattered. however, when he met y/n? that all changed. 

never did he expect a younger woman to request his services, and fuck was he glad that she did. y/n was the perfect customer. gorgeous. not cheap. unlike the other women who always try to bargain with him. didn’t catch feelings. and let’s not forget about that amazing pussy he was currently stretching. if toji didn’t know any better, he was obsessed with that delectable cunt. so fucking tight and wet. he couldn’t get over how y/n’s walls sucked him in without having any intentions on letting him go. she was the perfect fuck, reserving the whole night for her so he could take his time. 

y/n’s moans were soft and audible as toji had her lifted, arms hooked under the fold of her knees, fucking her recklessly until tears pricked the corner of her eyes. those plush two-toned lips separated, sweet whimpers slipping through, purring how big toji is. he bullied y/n’s walls, ensuring to meet with her cushion every time. his piercing emerald irises stared attentively at her to relish how she reacted to his touch. “look at how pretty you look, doll. being such a good slut taking me like this,” he cooed. toji admired her natural beauty. how the droplets of sweat coating y/n’s flesh caused her golden brown skin to glow. her full, sagged tits decorated with stretch marks that his mouth found comfort in. none of his other clients could compare.

the queefing and gushy sounds from her pussy bounced off the walls in her high-rise apartment. y/n paid him good money to get fucked like this every friday, and he ensured to never disappoint. “t-toji. y-you’re fucking me s’good. th-this feels so good, baby,” she stammered. those lust-filled sounds of pleasure gave him the confidence to pound her drooling cunt harder. her velvety walls clenched around him tighter each thrust he took, juices glazing his cock, coating it perfectly with cream. and although toji enjoyed hearing her sweet moans, he crashed his lips onto hers to savor those soft lips. an action that he only reserved for y/n. 

toji had no mercy while splitting y/n open. his pace quickens, pulling her hips harder onto his length, enjoying the heat of her arousals smearing on him. “this is what you wanted, right? paid me well to fuck this pretty pussy. this nice—wet—tight fucking pussy—shit, you feel so damn good,” he growled. they continued to share a sloppy kiss, exchanging grunts and moans of great delight. y/n’s manicured nails penetrated the flesh of his shoulders, digging deeper as she felt her release creeping on her skin. 

she parted lips with toji to allow her sinful pleasures to roam freely. the toe-curling fucking toji was currently delivering to y/n had her completely blissed out. however, she wanted more. “p-please fuck me harder, toji. i need more of you,” y/n cried, causing him to smirk. gosh, hearing how needy she was did numbers to toji’s ego. but he wanted to taunt her—just a little. “yeah? how badly do you need me? tell me, pretty girl. tell me how badly you want me to make you cum, and i know you’re about to. i can feel it.” fucking hell, toji fushiguro was. even so, this is what he’s paid to do. 

y/n was hesitant, feeling embarrassed, thinking how pathetic she would sound, begging for dick she had already paid for. but as soon as she felt that long, deep stroke in her cunt, all bets were off. “oh g-god! toji, please! please fuck me harder! please, baby. wanna cum on your dick.” fuck, she sounds so pretty. y/n’s cries were like a collection of broken records he could peacefully fall asleep to. never forced. always sounds so natural. toji chuckled, giving her a quick peck on the lips. “atta girl.”

as requested, he slammed y/n down on his cock, repeatedly kissing her g spot. her howls came from the pit of her stomach with his name sinfully leaking through her drool-coated lips. she had never been fucked this good before. the high y/n felt was something she never wanted to come down from. “yes. yes, baby. right there. don’t stop fucking me. i’m so close,” she panted. and he didn’t. he didn’t stop pounding that pussy until she began seeing stars. “be a good girl and cum for me. i want to feel all those warm juices on my dick.” that’s all she needed to hear. 

y/n saw white. her body felt like it was being pushed over the edge from her intense climax. she thanked toji repeatedly for making her cum. this was a habit of hers that toji’s dick twitched from hearing. she pressed her forehead onto his, a very intimate action toji only allowed y/n to do. there were certain boundaries toji had for his other clients. however, these limitations were excluded from her. 

she wrapped her arms around his neck to kiss toji sensually, causing him to groan from tasting the sweetness of her strawberry-flavored gloss. his hips were still, but he felt her pussy continue to pulsate around him. the two had been fucking all night, and he certainly did not want it to end. 

toji sat on the bed, back against the headboard, with his legs spread. y/n’s back arched involuntarily from feeling his dick deep in her stomach. she trembled while nipping on his bottom lip, still sensitive from her orgasm. “turn around for me, princess. you’re going to ride this dick,” he demanded. never did he order his clients to get into a position. usually, it would be thirty minutes of doggy, so he could get it over with. but, you know—y/n was his favorite customer. however, she was too inexperienced to do such a task. she felt her cheeks burning from even thinking about it.

“u-uhm, okay. i’ve never done this before.”

“i know,” he whispered, gently caressing her cheeks with the back of his hands. “i’m right here with you. i’ll coach you.”

y/n knew better than to catch feelings for toji, but that soft reassurance he spoke to her pulled strings in her heart. she did as she was told, turning around with his cock remaining in her cunt. “now find your balance. you could rest your hands on the bed or on my legs. whatever makes you comfortable, doll. then start slapping your ass on me.” y/n felt awkward but soon found comfort with her hands on the bed and began to move. despite y/n’s relaxed motion, her round ass resembled the ocean itself. 

“shit, look at that fucking ass. you’re going to go faster for me, pretty girl?” he soothed. y/n’s pace picked up little by little. toji was mesmerized by seeing how her pussy latched onto his cock. blood rushed to his cheeks, cursing through his teeth. “that’s my girl. pussy gripping my fucking cock.” although toji was pleased with her actions, y/n still felt hesitance in her movements. rather than going back and forth, she clapped her ass in a bouncing motion. her confidence grew the more toji praised her. all she needed was a little motivation. 

“yeah, don’t stop doing that. it feels so good, princess. you’re being such a good slut having that pussy juice spread down my balls,” he rasped. the room was filled with lewd noises of skin smacking and their shared moans. toji struck her ass with enough strength, knowing a mark will form by the morning. y/n enjoyed the adrenaline she felt from toji coaching and praising her, thinking how she would leave a hefty tip for this great pleasure. “s’deep—s’big—feels s’good, toji.”

“yeah, that’s right. keep using me to make yourself cum. i’m your fuck toy now, doll.”

y/n jumped vigorously. every movement she took caused his dick to dissolve in her cunt, doing anything for another release. an animalistic sensation took over her body. she squeezed her nipples in a circular motion while the other toyed with her clit. all she could do moan was his name. how she immediately grew accustomed to this position had toji proud in shock. “good fucking girl. fuck, y/n. bounce that pretty ass on my cock.” toji wished he could hold off a little longer while she rode his dick, but how his dick kept twitching in her pussy, he knew soon he would come undone.

he held firmly onto her waist to help y/n with her movements. she wailed, feeling as if his dick was deeper than before. her cushion was overwhelmed with pleasure from it being kissed several times. “t-toji—i’m about to cum again, baby.” 

“i am too, doll. where do you want this cum?”

“p-please cum in my pussy,” y/n whimpered.

he chucked. “oh? that’ll cost you.”

“i don’t care. i’ll pay. i’ll pay however much it is. just please cum inside of me. please, toji!”

the beautiful sounds of her begging and talking more money thrilled him. he held her hips down to fuck into her. the arch in her back deepened, head lolling from being fucked out of this world. y/n’s walls fluttered around his cock as she felt herself losing composure from her second climax. those pretty two-toned lips remained part with only shattered breaths airing through. y/n couldn’t understand what caused her to deserve this kind of fucking, but she was glad she had the money to pay for it. 

even after she came, toji continued pounding through her orgasm to chase his own. his grunts were loud, and his grips on her waist were more firm than before. another set of marks she would have to worry about in the morning. it didn’t take long before his bitters sprayed her insides white. to think toji would find himself taking a risk by cumming inside one of his clients was reckless of him. though, how could he say no to her? especially when she had pussy this good. 

after all—y/n was his favorite customer. 

𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀. ♡

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'𝟒𝐓𝐇 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐀'

SUMMARY: when toji anime concept art dropped millions of panties dropped around the globe

WARNINGS: smut, fem!bodied reader, slight daddy kink, praise kink, degradtion, slight breath play/slight choking, fingering, mating press (pos.), unprotected sex, creampie, slight lactation, mentions of preganacy, sorta.. kinda baby trapping, petnames (baby, ma, pretty girl, daddy) toji is a toxic, manipulitive baby daddy ngl

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BABY-DADDY TOJI who knows you can't live without him. who knows he's the only one who can keep you satisfied.

you complain about him and yet you let him in. everytime he uses the same excuse as to why he's there 'just wanna see the baby, nothing more'.

he finds himself playing with the one year old daughter you two shared, catching you giving him glances here or there. you may not have even known it yet, but he could tell you were needy. your breathing pattern, the fact you had your thighs pressed so tightly together, it was so obvious you wanted him to fuck another baby in to you.

"megumi 'nd tsumiki miss you," he tells you while playing patty-cake with his baby girl. it wasn't a lie either, the two did prefer you compared to toji's previous girlfriends (if you could call them that)— shit, tsumiki preferred you over her own mother. "they keep askin' about lyric.. they wanna spend time with their lil sister.."

you attempted to make a point, "they can see her when it's your days," you added. "but i do miss them too.. they're very sweet kids, nothin' like you."

toji scoffed, "yeah? but i still made megumi just like i made lyric.. they're somethin' like me, and besides,"

he held up lyric and placed her face next to his own.. a smug smirk on his scarred lips.

"doesn't she look just like daddy.."

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BABY-DADDY TOJI who sloppily makes-out with you on the couch after you put the baby for a nap. one hand squeezing your jaw and the other cupping your pussy while he thrusts two thick fingers inside of your weeping hole.

"talk to me, ma," his fingers curled, pressing firmly into that spongey spot within your walls while rubbing your clit with his thumb. "talk to me.." he huffed in between kisses.

your hips jumped as you rolled yourself on his fingers, trying to apply more pressure to that spot.

"feels s'good toj'.." you whimpered and dug your heels into his shoulder blades. he forced your face back from his, making sure you could lock eyes with him. those same emerald eyes your daughter had inherited.

"mhm i know, pretty girl," his strong hands squeezed your cheeks together, your lips were swollen from the kissing, and tears clung to your lashes. you were just too fuckin cute. "nobody can please this spoiled lil pussy like i can, yeah? .. not even you, ma.." he chuckled as your eyes flicked back in your head, his movements had become faster and his fingers pushed deeper than before.

your hips bucked erratically, trying to chase your approaching high. you babbled on moans as your arousal rolled down his knuckles. your pathetically wet pussy was all you could hear besides your own whimpers.

"nobody," you cried. "nobody but you daddy.."

you bit down on your bottom lip, trying to supress your moans and not wake the baby while you squirmed from the overwhelming pleasure.

"did ya miss me as much as i missed ya? fuck.. how bad was it─ not bein' able to make yourself cum like i do─ like daddy does?" he asked, groaning at the sight of your puffy pussy growing bruised from how hard he was fingering you.

"soo bad.. so so bad," you moaned, his grip on your face loosening. "you reach so fuckin' deep.. make me feel so good, toji.. missed you so much.."

your voice quivered, "toji.. i need it bad.."

"need what, ma?" he asked you.

"need," you sniffled. "need your dick, toj'.."

he scoffed, "i know but i gotta prep you," he chewed on his inner cheek as you slid your hand under your tanktop and began playing with your sensitive tits. "just cum on my fingers and i'll give it to you.. i know how needy you've been without me, ma. my poor baby's been sufferin without this dick, yeah?"

you whined, "that's it..?"

"that's it," he kissed your nose. "that's all daddy wants.."

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BABY-DADDY TOJI who has you so cock drunk that he had to cover your mouth 'cause at that point you didn't even consider the fact you'd wake the baby.

but he couldn't blame you.

it had been about five months since he fucked you and right now it seemed like, even with prep, he was splitting your lil cunt in two.

it was a sloppy mess down there, you had forgotten how many times you had creamed around his cock.. but it was enough that it made each thrust make a wet, gushy squech-like noise.

only he had you like this.. so pathetic and desperate for a man's dick.

but it wasn't just that alone, of course he was blessed with a big ass dick, but toji actually knew how to fuck. he knew where to touch, what to tease, how fast or how slow he should go to get the ideal reaction from you.

"so fuckin messy," he grinned, a thin layer of sweat coating his skin as his heavy balls slapped repeatedly against your ass. toji found himself slipping out of you and he rubbed the tip of his cock over your clit. ".. so fuckin sensitive.."

you whined and bucked your hips against him til he finally pushed his cock back into the warmth of your gummy walls.

"you love this dick don't you, ma?" toji grunted, pulling his hand down so that you could speak.

his tip kissed your cervix and you gasped, "love it so much, toji!"

"ya can't live without this dick, can ya? just gotta fuckin' have it like a lil addict," toji chuckles, his thrusts grew harsher and more precise by the second. "what? you addicted to this dick, baby?"

you sobbed, "m─ mhm!"

"at that point then," his hand snaked around your throat. your thighs were now pressed firmly against your leaking breasts.. your pussy spread open and getting fucked 'til it was turning red. "might as well call this my fuckin cunt.. 'cause you can't please it properly without me.." toji huffed, squeezing your throat just a bit.

"it's," you whimpered. "it's your cunt, toji.. only yours!"

you could feel yourself coming to another orgasm.. your entire body was feeling it─ feeling him. that was his effect. every nerve, fiber, and ounce of your being could feel him when he fucked you. shit, even when he wasn't fucking you. lyric was an perfect example of the fact that toji was never going to be out of your life for good.

"missed you so much.. oh m'gonna cum! m'gonna cum again toji.." you warned him, clawing at his chest as your tits bounced with the newfound speed of his thrusts.

"fuck, just wait a sec, ma.." he rasped.

"can't," you whined. "gotta cum now.. please!"

he squeezed your throat tightly and groaned, "listen to me," you gasped for air as tears rolled down your hot cheeks. "do ya love me, baby?"

you blinked tears away as air filled your lungs once again..

"y.. yes, I love you too much toji.." you admitted.

"love ya too, ma," he smirked. "let me cum inside this pussy, yeah? let me make sure every man who looks at you knows i've been inside this pretty pussy.."

you let out one final gasp as you gushed around toji's cock for maybe the fourth time already, and in response to your cunt spasming around him he buried his cock deep inside you, shuddering as he let his jaw hang low and thick ropes of cum painted your inner walls.

everything hurts.

toji kissed your calves while kneading your bare tits as you tried to collect your thoughts.

but only one echoed throughout your mind

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BABY-DADDY TOJI who laid next to you in your bed, letting you rest on his chest. his lips pressed into your forehead while holding you close, softened cock nestled in your walls.

"toji.." you mumbled, voice hoarse.

"yeah, ma?"

"i'm not on bc.." you confessed shyly.

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BABY-DADDY TOJI who fucks you to sleep raw after hearing those words, making sure he claimed you on on every surface of your apartment before your daughter finally sturrs awake. he mumbles something about you resting.. and that he'll take care of her til you wake.

that familiar smug look on his face as he watches globs of his cum drip from your hole.

he knows good and well that he finally had you.. he finally caught you with your gaurd down..

now you were for sure stuck with him 'cause after all that, baby number two was definitely guaranteed.

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