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rush hour - toji fushiguro x fem!reader

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dark content, stranger!toji, P in V, dubcon, public sex, pervert!toji, big dick!toji, fucking on a train seat, toji manhandles you, nameless and faceless!toji (hence him being a stranger), creampie, overstim for a sec, toji plays with your clit, cockwarming, grinding, degrading, dumbification, 

summary: you were forced to ride the train during rush hour, not knowing your skirt was bunched up in front of a man who couldn’t help but fuck you.

wc: 1.7k

an: i want dick so bad.

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every seat in the cart was full. you assumed the same for the others seeing the people crowding the doors preventing you from checking. it’s not your fault you got off two hours later than you should’ve. your supervisor threw more and more tasks at you demanding each one to be done immediately, not bothering to ask you to remind him what time he scheduled you to clock out that day. so there you were, taking the train during rush hour with no place to sit.

you were shoved from your spot next to the sliding doors once the train hit its next stop to the nearest pole in between the lucky people coming home from work who got to sit.

unbeknownst to you, the back of your skirt was left bunched up in the process giving the man behind you a surprise show of your white, cotton panties sucked up by your plump cheeks. he leans back in his seat to get a better view of your ass, spreading his legs wide enough to not wake the sleeping passengers on either side of him.

his lounge pants tighten around his growing cock. he moves his fingers from their place on his thigh to touch his base slightly, biting down on his maniacal smirk. they then move to the hem of your skirt with a touch so light you couldn’t feel the fabric hiking up further for him, careful not to accidentally nudge the apron still tied to your waist.

you jump at the feeling of someone’s fingers brushing the lace edges of your panties— he got too needy. before you could turn around and reveal yourselves to one another, his hands grip your waist and shove you onto his lap.

“shhh,” he breathlessly whispers into your neck before you can alert the people around you of the man’s advances.

he moves your hips over his now completely hard cock bulging through his sweats. your mouth opens slightly for a muted gasp, feeling taller than you were previously sitting on his upper thighs. yet he still had to lean his head down to command you, “stay quiet f’me, pretty.”

his left arm wraps around your waist, caging you to him. you admired the intricacies of his prominent muscles. they were as toned as those bodybuilders you’d see on magazine covers at the grocery store as a kid. when they flexed around your abdomen, it made you tense. your mind spins to grasp what’s happening to you.

his right arm moves below you as he lifts you with ease. his thumb pulled his underwear and pants down below his balls, shifting slightly to get more comfortable before sitting you on his cock.

his base plunged in between your thighs. you felt his tip barely peaking out the top of your squished thighs, his base rubbing against your clothed clit as well as your heat which was slowly leaking in response to him manhandling you.

he moved you slowly on his cock, your thighs clenching around his tip feeling his pre-cum drip on your skin. your previous tension slowly releases as you are overcome with pleasure. your warm unders grazing him making you shudder, gripping his thighs to find balance when you didn’t need to. he was already holding you tight to him. you just felt so dizzy.

“you okay?” he coos in your ear, aiding in your surrender to his dubious actions. he caught you in an exhausted state, and you couldn’t help but feel the need to relax into his harsh touch.

his movements subside, you taking the lead as you pick up the pace slightly, grinding on his cock. your breasts ached to be touched like an itch you can’t scratch. he uses his unoccupied hand to pull your apron down over your inner thighs when you begin to open your legs. you bite on your bottom lip to contain your quaint moans still aware of the innocent bystanders surrounding you and the possible felony charge.

you’re lifted again so he can move your panties to the side. you turn your head sharply in an attempt to see his face but he was staring down at his cock, angling it towards him so he can plunge his length into you without causing suspicion of those around.

your head falls forward when he sits you down halfway onto his long, thick cock. not to say you weren’t soaked by any means, but you weren’t lubricated enough for a cock of his size to enter practically a virgin pussy in comparison.

you cry to yourself loud enough for him to hear. “take it,” he spits in your ear with gritted teeth, forcing the rest of you down to his hips.

it burned. you wanted to cry out for help but when you felt him rub circles on your clit, you shut down again. biting back your moans as your cunt adjusted to his girth, cockwarming him. his motions sped up, flicking your clit like they did in those underground pornos you found on a depraved night.

your thighs clenched around his hand. your back arching as you were about to reach your climax on this faceless stranger's cock, until his hand left your pulsing bud and moved parallel to his other on your waist.

you two stayed like that for a full stop. the bottom half of you writhing on top of him begging for friction, the top being forced straight up with his grip on your waist, your face contorted in pleasure.

“you’re so pathetic,” he growls in your ear. “begging a stranger's cock.”

you whine.

“you want me to fuck you? you want a stranger to make you cum?”

you nod.

“you’re gonna let me cum inside you, huh?” he asks like you’ve agreed to it prior. like you agreed to all of this prior.

you shook your head no.

he lifted you off his cock making a shaking moan rip from your throat. lucky for you, the doors opened just a few seconds before, the train cart too loud to hear you. same with the people sleeping directly next to you two.

he smacks you right back down on his thighs with a wet plop. “god, woman,” he laughs. “i’m cumming in you.”

his moves you back and forth on his cock. you dig your nails into his legs; it was your mind telling you to stop. trying to get you to wake up from the cock drunk state you were in. it failed.

the pain he felt from your sharp acrylics only made him thrust with his movements. it was a pace that would make it obvious you were being fucked on a train to anyone paying attention, but no one looked. it was like you two weren’t there. it made you want to release the moans caught in your throat again but you continued struggling to remain quiet, not wanting to test it.

you leaned your head back on his shoulder, eyes rolling in the back of your head, fully submitting to him. you wanted him to fuck you hard. you wanted him to load his cum inside of you. you didn’t care about the consequences.

just as before, he didn’t need to guide you anymore. your hands were between both of your legs resting on the seat below to hold you up while you lazily bounced on his cock. your skirt lifted with every hop for him to see the way your pussy struggled to mold around him.

it was clear from his view your walls ached with each movement, sucking him in harder than any woman he’s fucked before. you whore, taking him willingly. wanting him to stretch you. wanting him to leave you sore for a good day or two. he hoped for longer. he wanted you to lay in bed tomorrow night still struggling to get comfortable, thinking of how much of a cumdump you are.

he wanted it so much, he had to tell you. he tugged on your hair making you lean back on his shoulder once more, “look at you. taking me so well. you feel it? me stretching you. i want you to remember how much of a slut you are. how you’re fucking yourself on me. how you’re made for nothing more than holding cum.”

you whine, thighs shaking from his words.

“are you seriously cumming? because i called you a worthless whore?” he groaned.

he wrapped your hair tight in his hands and began stroking up into you to prove his point. to fill you will his cum. hitting that part of your gummy walls that made you see stars. he watched your ass giggle as you slammed repeatedly on him, leaving red splotches with each smack. it was the longest orgasm you’ve had in a while. your feet cramping from your contorting toes, your body hunching forward in exhaustion, your walls continuing to pulsate, and your cream drenching his hips, seeping into his hair.

he still wasn’t close. he continued to slam himself into you relishing in the fact that no one seemed to notice the woman slumped in his lap like a rag doll. once you stopped clenching around him, his fingers immediately ran to your clit hoping your overstimulation would make you clamp back on him. you did.

you couldn’t hold yourself up anymore leaving him to carry and fuck you. you were starting to lose control of your voice letting out the occasional squeak. he didn’t care as much as he should because soon, his ropes of cum were shooting into your cervix, filling you fully. his lap was a messy mix of fluids, the force of his cum making everything else gush out of you.

the voice on the intercom was muffled to your ears but clear to him. his stop was next. he lifted your limp body off of his limp cock and shoved you up to stand. you barely caught yourself on the pole you were hanging on previously.

he pulled his clothes over his cock quickly in the process and stood up, leaving his seat to walk towards the sliding doors.

you on the other hand. your panties were still pulled to the side. toji’s cum dripping down to your mid-thigh.