Gojo Seems Like The Type Of Guy To Wear Those Dont Bully Me, Ill Cum T Shirts In Public To Annoy/interest

Gojo seems like the type of guy to wear those “Don’t bully me, I’ll cum” T shirts in public to annoy/interest people. I need him dead THRICE over.

A/N: This is pure smut. Having a busy week so I decided to take out my frustration on my favorite dead beat❤️Not beta read at all, honestly probably very deranged 🤪

CW: neglect play, masochistic Toji, sub Toji, mean dom reader, breath play(wraps their leg around Toji’s throat, oral sex(receiving), degradation, humiliation, hair pulling, dumbification(? Barley lowkey) honestly this whole thing is just bullying Toji,

Quick note: Toji and reader are married in this, all consenting, these whores are very much in love, they just nasty, and there’s aftercare afterwards, I just ain’t write it but trust‼️ Also probably don’t do this lol

“Are you done yet, pig?” You scoffed as your pretty eyes rolled. You’re clearly busy trying to watch a movie and your pathetic, inconsiderate husband barges in like a neglected puppy. By this point, he’s already pulled down your fuzzy pjs down to the living room floor. Your thighs are covered in hickies and saliva. Gross.

“Don’t you have any shame?” You condescend him as you raise your brow. As usual, it’s one ear out the other with him. Toji doesn’t even look up from between your legs as he laps at your sex. his large back and hair begin to overtake the screen as he gets more into it. Underwear pushed to the side as he devours you like a last meal. Ignoring you to continue plowing through like a work horse. Drool and saliva drip down his chin and onto the pristine white sweater that you bought for him as he had basically no winter clothes. It’s leaves a wet spot that matches the undeniable, sticky one he’s given his sweats. Pervert.

“Hey.”

you grab him by his hair. He closes his eyes and hisses as you pull on his bangs to make him look at you. “Aw, that hurt? Good.” You response to his anguish. The cold metal of your wedding band makes a slight thud on his skull. The cool metal combined with the heat of pain and lust makes him dizzy. He feels your breath on his face and it overwhelms him. He can’t look at you, but he has to. He needs to. “I asked you a question. Didn’t you hear me?” Your brows furrow as you glare at him. He barely has time to think of a response when you continue speaking. “You didn’t did you?” tug

“Stupid”

tug

“as”

tug

“usual”

Tears threaten to leak from his eyes as you pull on his hair like a battered doll. Imagine his shock when the sting of his scalp ends, only to be replaced by the pressure of his throat being squeezed by your leg. “Since you’re not done, keep going. Clearly, you’re gonna be on your knees the whole night.”

God you’ll be the death of him. ❤️

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