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niilue · 2 years

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You should totally do stripper Toji giving special attention to one of his customers 😏

ෆ ִ ׁ sub toji

cw; gender neutral, dom reader, toji stipper, lap dance, dirty talk, , frotting, toji give u a titty job, hard fuck? mention of the reader with a dick, no specific gender. sorry for grammatical errors

toji using this

you never used to come to these places, where you can have a good time watching stippers dance or have fun with them.

but you've had a pretty rough and exhausting week, so you thought that clearing your mind in this place would lift your spirits.

you walked into the dimly lit place with brightly colored reflections. there were people drinking, there were people just touching each other on the couches, there were stippers dancing and people making noise while throwing money at them. it looked like a lot of fun.

well, you thought, you looked around for a person who caught your attention, while you noticed a man, black-haired, green-eyed, very muscular and wearing a rather revealing black suit, which exposed part of his wide chest, revealing his great legs and barely covering the front, while his ass was exposed thanks to a thong.

it was too sexy and let you see a large part of her body. exquisite.

you gulped loudly. he was your ideal guy, he was fucking attractive.

he was dancing sensually in a remote area of the club, sensually moving his hips, contouring his waist, touching his body in a daring way, while biting his lips and smiling flirtatiously.

people approached him determined to take him somewhere else for a more private show, but he just ignored them and no one seemed to want to fight him.

he was so handsome and intimidating at the same time. you could only watch him from a distance, thinking of the thousand things you would do to that perfect body and sinful face.

he caught you blatantly looking him up and down. he scanned you with his eyes and smiled seductively. now approaching you.

you stood in place, sipping a drink, wanting to clear your mind and be ready for anything.

"i see you've been looking at me a lot, do you like what you see?" the man asked you getting dangerously close to you.

he was taller than you, and up close he was more handsome. "You're attractive, it's normal that I couldn't take my eyes off you," you replied sincerely.

"mmm, i don't know why but in my eyes, you look like someone interesting… good enough to take care of this." he mentioned biting his lips and massaging his body, as if to make you understand what he meant. you let out a chuckle and nodded.

"well, you'll never know unless you test me, prettyboy." you said finishing your drink.

the man let out a laugh and leaned close to your ear. "You want to go somewhere more… private."

you nodded and let the man lead you anywhere, holding his hand as you followed him around the club. enjoying the way his hips swayed sensually and you had a spectacular view of his ass.

god, he tempted you so much. you felt the excitement start to run through your body.

they arrived in a private room where there was a dancing tube, a couch big enough for about two people to be comfortable, the light was a little low and there were other lights of purple and blue shades adorning the room.

the man made you sit on the couch and told you to make yourself comfortable. "We have plenty of time, so I'm going to start slow." he said as he walked over to the tube and started rubbing his ass on it, looking at you. slowly lowering himself down and spreading his legs, moving his hips to the faint sound of the music outside.

you watched him closely, watching his movements, seeing how he was so good at seducing with his body and that attractive face.

"do you like the way this outfit looks on me, or should i take it all off for you?"

the truth is you wanted to see his nipples, but you didn't want him to take it all off. you had a fantasy of wanting to fuck someone with clothes on and he was going to fulfill that for you.

"how about if you just make your hard nipples show, it goes through the fabric and i can notice them. you better just remove the cloth a little bit and that's it. i love the way you look in that outfit."

the man nodded and exposed the nipples, hard, wide and pink. he massaged them a little and attached them to the metal of the tube. rubbing them.

"aww, it's so cold." he pouted.

you bit your lips loving how that moan sounded. you couldn't imagine how good it would sound when you were fucking him.

"mmm what's your name? I want to know what I'm going to scream when you're fucking me." asked the black-haired man, now placing the metal rod on his chest and starting to rub himself.

"it's (name) and yours."

"toji, or whatever you want to call me." he said, giving you a wink.

now with his back to you, he was wiggling his butt, making it bump against the bar. he used his hands to push himself up and rub his backside, moving from side to side.

at this rate you could already start to see the bulge in his clothes. you wanted to touch him too much.

"why don't you stop playing with me and come here toji, let me help you with that little problem."

"mhm, yeah, whatever you say." he walked over to you and knelt down.

you made yourself more comfortable on the couch and managed to get into your underwear. you motioned with your hands for him to lie down on top of you. you spread your thighs and let him rest there.

"get your cock out baby, let's rub together."

you had a big, desperate toji on top of you rubbing himself on your cock. he had used a little lube to make the whole thing slide better.

and for a few minutes now he kept moving on you, grunting and saying how much he needed this.

feeling that he was already at his limit you stopped him and made him stand up. with a grim face and red ears.

"easy, pretty boy, use your body to please me and i will give you in the end what you want most."

toji quickly isolated himself and knelt down again in front of you. he took your cock in your hands and stuck it to his chest. "you looked jealous when i did this at the pole dancing, now it's your turn."

his tits were really big, and by cupping the sides of his tits together with your hands, he left an opening just wide enough for your cock to get lost in.

"fuck, it feels…ahg, so good."

you said watching toji masturbate you with his tits. too erotic. watching him move up and down, smiling at you and asking if he was doing it right. how cute. you wanted to fuck that mouth to shut him up for a while.

a few more thrusts and you came all over his chest, it wasn't too much, but the softness of his skin made it impossible not to come.

now there were traces of semen on toji's clothes and chest. oops.

he didn't seem to mind as he reached up and with one of his fingers he took it and licked it obsessively on your face.

"ummm, you don't taste so bad."

"shut up and get on all fours on the couch."

you said feeling on edge as you watched toji take your cum in his hands and savor it like ice cream. it really drove you crazy.

"finally," he said anxiously, doing what you said, taking the string of his thong and moving it to the side without taking it off. you loved what you saw so much.

his ass raised up in front of you, open and dilated enough, so big and fleshy.

you groped his hole with your fingers, wanting to prepare it a little. as you did so, he gave a little jump because of your cold hands. and told you that you didn't need to prepare it, he had already done it.

you put on a condom and masturbated your member a little to make it harder and straighter.

taking his clothes as a guide, with a grunt you slowly entered him, feeling the warmth inside him and enjoying how he molded himself to you.

toji stirred restlessly, wanting you to move.

"fuck me (name), fuck me with your big cock, yes?"

there was no need to repeat yourself. now all you could hear was the sound of your balls slapping against his ass. the sweaty body of both of you overflowing with pleasure with every thrust you made into his ass. you felt your brain lose itself in his big ass. it really was incredible.

"move for me toji, do it like only you know how baby."

toji would take your whole length and then pull out and re-penetrate himself. he loved to feel it all hard. over and over again. that's what made him scream and roll his eyes.

Now he was holding his hands on the couch and you started to give it to him harder, listening to the black-haired man whimpering for more.

you spanked his ass, leaving it already red, loving having him at your mercy like that. and to think he was only dancing with you a while ago.

"haaa, more-fuckk-yeah-yeah." toji's watery eyes and drooling mouth made you even hornier. he was such a slut.

"ahg, what's up, I'm taking care of you?, answer me!." you said whipping and almost tearing his thong wanting him to stick closer to your body. it wasn't enough, you wanted no space between you. you wanted his ass to take all of your cock.

"haaa, mmm- yeah-yeah, very- fuckkk… you're doing great, keep going." he gasped, his body twitching brutally from the strokes.

it was so close, so close, for both of you to explode. you felt all your pre-cum coming out. and you wanted so badly to come in his ass.

you kept thrusting again and again and again, until with a moan you finished cumming. still inside toji, moving slowly, and breathing heavily, you were going to take the black-haired guy's cock to make him come, and before you did, toji came without touching himself all over the couch. fuck.

when you came out of toji's ass, removing the condom and still masturbating making more come out of you. that was too much.

the couch was a mess and the man was still recovering. he was looking at you with a tired smile on his face, as sweat beaded on his forehead.

"could you give me your number"

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chaepink · 5 months

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overworked pillow princes that just want to lay down and be pretty for you as you absolutely ruin them. they've been doing too much work lately and it's gotten to them so when you offer to do all the work that night in bed, they beg you to ruin them so bad that they wouldn't be able to think properly anymore. fuck them so hard so all thoughts of work leave their head and are instead replaced by the feeling of your dick/strap inside them. they'll be gripping the sheets for dear life, whiny moans and whimpers leaving their mouth as you hit the spots inside him that make his toes curl and back arch. steal orgasm after orgasm from him as all they can do is continue laying there, mind turned to absolute mush as his cum is sprayed all over his chest and on the sheets underneath him. incoherent words leave them but you can clearly hear them repeating "thankyouthankyouthankyou" over and over again.

nanami kento, gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, megumi fushiguro, oikawa toru, bakugo katsuki, izuku midoriya, your favorites ❤️

ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink

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sooniebby · 5 months

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,,,,, reader (ftm) is Megumi's babysitter n when DILF Toji comes back he rails the reader (Megumi is asleep upstairs so he doesn't hear anything lmao),,,, yes i know this is one of THE cheesiest porn plots ever but I love it sm

ఌ 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈

꧁ 𝙏𝙤𝙟𝙞 𝙭 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂

w.c. › 6.4k

Warnings › a broke man and a nasty ass house.Also age gap.. reader is around 20. Reader is trans masc. I went too far guys omfg… the plot took over. Slow-ish slow burn.. they kinda start fucking randomly.. also mamaguro didn’t die until Megumi was 6.

Kinks › use of pussy/cunt/feminine terms, breeding, manhandling, degradation, size kink. Reader is called housewife. Mention of getting pregnant.

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“What… the fuck..?”

You were shocked. Baffled. Bewildered. What the fuck was this mess?! You weren’t even inside the house and could see what looked to be ants having a conga line as they stole crumbs off the floor.

The kid you were set to babysit didn’t look bothered by the mess. Megumi..? Was it?

Megumi hummed, noticing your shocked stare at the mess he was forced to call a home. “It’s… it’s not too bad if you ignore the kitchen.”

“Where’s…?” You whispered, slowly walking into the house. You didn’t even want to take off your shoes but it seemed Megumi was wearing his shoes.. so you kept yours on.

“He went to work.” Was all Megumi said as he shuffled over to the small living room. He plopped down onto the couch and began watching tv. You gently placed your bag down on the floor in the only clean-ish area of the house. Just.. how can it get this bad? Was he never home?

“Uhm.. well… I’m guessing you’re Megumi?” You asked, walking over to the couch. Megumi gave you a hum as he began shifting through channels with a remote that looked as if it was one press from combusting. As you sat down, Megumi quickly spoke.

“No! Not that—”

Crack!

You blinked in perplexity as you weren’t sitting on a comfy cushion of a couch. No.. you were sitting through the couch, your ass practically touching the floor. You grunted, your legs flailing as you tried to get out of this death trap masquerading as a couch.

“What… the… fawk?!” You screamed, already wishing you didn’t accept this gig.

“Dad broke that side of the couch.. he hasn’t replaced it yet.” Megumi muttered, getting up as he grabbed your hand and began pulling.

He was only around ten the most… there wasn’t much strength to his pulls. It took an embarrassingly long time until you finally got out. If Megumi wasn’t going to be alone in this devil trap, you would’ve ran out screaming. But you quickly took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

“Usually.. they all leave around this time.” Megumi whispered, seemingly waiting for you to just bolt out the door. “Can you… at least stay until I go to bed, Mister…?”

He looked up at you. The usual cute little kid puppy eyes and pouted lip. You sighed and simply nodded. It wasn’t the kid’s fault he had a lazy man as a father. You briefly wondered where the mother was but didn’t think it was right to ask Megumi such a question.

Instead… you glanced over at the clock.

9:30 a.m.

Okay.. the father should come home at around 6 p.m.? The latest? So you could stay for this kid. Might as well, you travelled a bit far. Because surprisingly, the pay was pretty good. But now you wondered if you weren’t getting any of that money when you glanced at the state of the home.

“Well. Have you eaten?” You asked.

“Yeah.”

“What’d you eat?”

“….cookies.”

You groaned. You stormed over to the mess of a kitchen and began opening the cabinets to find nothing! You opened the pantry—zilch! You opened the fridge with a look of despair—nada!

You would’ve screamed and cried if you didn’t want to embarrass yourself more in front of a kid ten years younger than you. With a grunt, you looked back at Megumi who looked unconcerned with his poor excuse of a kitchen.

“Let’s go to the grocery store….” You muttered through your teeth. You were glad Megumi was already dressed. But it was confusing.. his clothes looked decent. Did the dad spend all money on Megumi’s clothes?

10:10 a.m.

You fucking hated the city! All this damn traffic. And you almost lost Megumi!! The two of you were now in the grocery store, you hand gripped tightly around Megumi’s as you stomped around with a look of anger. Your lips in a permanent snarl while your eyebrows furrowed.

This wasn’t even your kid but it certainly felt like it!

Megumi, despite a bit confused on why you seemed so worked up, had a small smile on his face. It was.. normal to just grocery shop—even if it was with a man he didn’t even know well.

Once you began to check out, you almost cried at the price. You slowly handed your credit card to the clerk, your grip tight as she had to wrestle it out of your hand. Silent tears streamed down your face as you spent money on someone who’s not even your kid..

Gosh.. why’d you have to care so much, (Name)?!

“What does your dad even do?” You asked as you two sat on the train back to Megumi’s house. The train was empty—the only two souls being you and Megumi. And this random guy towards the end but he doesn’t matter.

Megumi hummed, lost in thought. “Dunno.”

You groaned. Well, it didn’t matter anyway. You were just going to take care of this kid today and never come back. As you began checking your phone, the soft weight of someone resting on your arm jolted you. You glanced down and saw Megumi snuggled up against you, already deep in sleep.

Fuck…

Curse kids being cute.

11:50 a.m.

The sounds of harsh scrubbing filled the Fushiguro household. Clinking pots and sounds of labored breathing were one. Megumi was on the couch, the safe side, eating an omelette you made for him. It was an actual healthy meal—filled with protein and fiber. But you…

You were on your knees scrubbing what looked to be weeks old spill of pasta. Or.. something. It was red and smelled a bit. But you weren’t quite sure. As you scrubbed the spot away—you glanced around the kitchen with a frown. The only thing cleaned up.. was the sink and now the floor.

Everything else was still dirty.

So, for the next few hours, you began cleaning. Maybe it was for Megumi.. you felt terrible that he had to live in such a dirty home. Perhaps you saw yourself in him—being forced to live in a house that your parents didn’t care to make it feel like a home.

“Mister (Name), can we go to the park later?” Megumi suddenly asked. You glanced behind yourself to see him holding his now empty plate as he dropped it in the sink.

“Sure. Will your dad be okay with it?”

Megumi shrugged. “Maybe.” He walked away after that.

This kid didn’t seem to care that much on his father opinion. But you were just a babysitter, not some type of disciplinary parent. The smell of the fumes from the cleaning sprays was getting to you, so you grabbed a random candle and lit it.

The candle looked to be a lavender one. It’s case still brand new. Compared to most things in this house.. it looked taken care of. The smooth container was soft against your skin as you placed it on the newly cleaned kitchen counter. It smelled nice.

It was a lavender candle. You couldn’t go wrong with lavender.

“You lit it?” Megumi suddenly whispered, his eyes turned over to you.

You hummed. “Yeah. Is.. this not for lighting?” You muttered, realizing you should’ve asked first.

“No.. it’s fine. I doubt he even remembered it was there,” he muttered, his voice a bit angry before he turned his body back to the tv.

You wanted to ask.. why he wouldn’t remember it. But you thought back to the missing mother. Oh. Was this hers? You felt awful lighting it now. So grabbing the covering, you covered the candle, letting the flame die out. As you watched the light go out—it felt worst letting it die than letting it burn.

“Megumi, I’m going to check out the bedrooms, okay?”

“Ok.”

You walked up the stairs and opened the first door you saw.

The bigger bedroom.. wasn’t the father’s. It was Megumi’s. And it was perfect. A nice citrus smell filled the room from the fragrance plugs. A nicely painted blue colored walls. Toys packed neatly and a bed that looked cared for.

Even the floor was cleaned. It squeaked beneath your shoes.. you quickly took them off. As you left the room, closing the door with a soft smile on your lips, you walked to the spare bedroom. Opening the door, the bedroom was small. More like an office.

But it certainly was more fit for the child—not the father. You wondered why he gave Megumi the bigger room but it made sense in that, perhaps he just wanted to give Megumi more space. The room was dirty, just like the rest of the house. Wrappers crinkled beneath your feet as you shuffled around, trying to see what was in the room.

When you turned on the light.. you noticed that this was also Megumi’s space. The wrappers were candy and there was more toys all over this room. But it didn’t make any sense. This was a two bedroom home..? Or.. you thought about the room downstairs that was locked when you were searching for cleaning supplies.

Ah, that must’ve been the true master bedroom.

You cleaned the spare bedroom and noticed that it was more like an office. You checked the closet and saw dresses, skirts, and heels. It was obviously the mom’s—but they haven’t been worn in awhile.

You closed the door, deciding you shouldn’t snoop too much in this family’s business. You whispered a quick soft apology for disbursing the room obviously left to the mother and walked out.

Downstairs, Megumi was still watching tv but he quickly stood up at the sight of you. He smiled a bit and sprinted over to you.

“Why’d you let it stop? You can burn it.” He said, pointing to the candle.

You glanced over at it. “I… I don’t know. Your father had it hidden between the cleaning supplies… I only found it by accident.”

“Please… I..” Megumi sighed. “I miss her smell.”

You felt guilty… but as there was no father to object, you started the candle once more. Megumi was considerably happy as he jumped back onto the couch and payed attention to the tv.

The gnawing feeling of guilt hurled in your guts but you pushed it back. The house still had spots to clean. Keeping yourself busy with that—you cleaned the living room and the front area of the home.

Lavender filled your nose as you moved about. It was comforting, swirling around as if it was livening up each corner of the home. Megumi was happy.

5:50 p.m.

Okay. Time for dinner. You felt a bit embarrassed forgetting to give Megumi lunch but he didn’t seem to mind. Probably has to do with the amount of snacks he was eating while you cleaned. You made the easiest thing ever, chicken Katsu curry. As you gave Megumi his portion, you noticed there was enough for at least two more people. So you placed them in the fridge. Despite having a bit of a grudge against the dad..

It wouldn’t hurt to leave him dinner.

It only took a near hour before Megumi was reminding you about the park. Your body was sore though, from slaving away in cleaning this damn house. And it was a job well done.. no more ants conga lining or the nasty smell of what could be assumed as blood.

“Okay, okay… Only for an hour the most—I don’t know if your dad will be okay with it.” You said, smiling softly.

9:00 p.m.

Okay, so it wasn’t an hour.. nearly four! But it was hard. Megumi was having so fun swinging and then you guys started playing tag.. and then hide and seek. And then—

Okay, you don’t have a backbone when it comes to cute kids.

You hummed softly as you walked back home—Fushiguro’s home! Megumi was in your arms, face nuzzled into your neck as he slept away. The sun was already down by now, the only light was the street lights shining down on you.

Even if the dad didn’t pay you much.. you would come back, just for Megumi. As you trudged up the slight hill to the house, you wondered how parents who carried their child did it so often. It felt like a workout.

Once you reached the house, you stopped in your tracks.

There was man standing at the door.

He was tall, certainly taller than you. Dressed in a long black t-shirt with baggy tan pants. You stepped back ready to start running when a gust of wind caused you to shriek.

The man was right in front of you. His eyes bore down on you with a look of pure bloodlust before his eyes flickered to the body in your arms. He calmed down, noting.. Megumi was in your arms.

So you must’ve been the babysitter. Huh, he never expected a man.

Well, he certainly scared you off with how he just acted.

“I,” his voice was deep. “I lost my keys.”

You blinked. Anger. Frustration.

“What the fuck?!” You screamed.

The man backed away a bit, raising his hand up in confusion. He obviously looked confused at your sudden burst of anger… did it anger you that much that he lost his keys?

You pulled out the spare keys you had in your pocket and opened the front door, storming inside with the dad right behind you.

“Put him to bed!” You yelled, pointing at Megumi.

He took Megumi from your arms and went upstairs. You took that as your chance to grab your bag. Well, you did what Megumi wanted, stayed until he fell asleep.

Just as you were about to leave, the dad was downstairs already. Okay, that wasn’t possible or normal but you didn’t know if you were just sleep deprived.

“The trains are closed for the night. Are you going to walk home?” He asked.

“Maybe! Why do you care?”

“It’s not safe.”

“It’s not safe to leave trash all over the house.”

He looked over at you with a raised eyebrow, as if waiting to see if you’d continue with your disrespect. But you pursed your lips shut. Yeah, it wasn’t safe going home this late. Especially when you lived so far away from here.

“Fine. I cleaned the spare bedroom anyway, it’ll be fine to sleep in.”

“No.”

“Excuse me?”

“No. That room is off limits.”

You rolled your eyes. “Fine. The couch will do.” You whispered, storming over to the couch. But of course… you forgot which side was the broken one.

And once again, you were stuck in the broken couch. You didn’t even flail this time. Only a whine of disappointment as you decided to accept your faith. The dad was busy doing something as he didn’t come over to you until you heard the microwave turn on.

“That side is broken.”

“I noticed.” You grunted.

The man grabbed your arm and easily pulled you out, causing you to shriek.

“You shriek a lot.. are you a mouse?”

“A mouse?!”

“You’re so loud, mouse.”

“It’s (Name), oaf!”

“Toji.”

You rolled your eyes and moved to go sit down but his grip on your arm didn’t waiver. It wasn’t like he was putting much force into it, it was a light easy grip. But it still held you in place.

He leaned down a bit, his nose sniffing you. You gagged at him being so close but could only pull away a bit from him.

“You stink.” He simply stated.

“Stink?!” You screeched. “I busted my ass cleaning your dirty house for Megumi!”

“Huh? I didn’t hire you as a maid. You’re Megumi’s babysitter.”

“Well,” you muttered, trying to explain yourself. “It’s.. not good for Megumi to live in such a dirty space. Kids get sick easily!”

Which was technically true.

Toji hummed. “Okay, Housewife—you still stink.”

“Housewife—?!”

“—so go bathe before going to bed.”

“I don’t have any clothes.”

“I’ll give you something.”

With that, Toji walked away to the kitchen and grabbed the plate of microwaved curry. You glared at him but walked over to the bathroom.

It was recently cleaned as the acidic scent attacked your nostrils. You started the bath, letting it fill in as you got undressed. Toji was right though—you certainly didn’t smell as nice as you did when you first got here.

“Hey, Housewife.”

You screamed out, covering your chest as the bathroom door opened. Toji kept his eyes closed as he tossed a towel inside.

“Stop screaming, you’ll wake up Megumi.”

The door closed after that. Your face was flushed red as your lips curled into a pout. Shit. You were so loud. You stopped the water and got inside, ready to just take a long relaxing bath.

9:50 p.m.

You hummed, feeling yourself being wrapped in a nice fluffy blanket. You only giggled, snuggling into the warm embrace. Strong arms held you up and suddenly you were moving.

It felt so nice being cuddled by warmth, especially after that cold bath. But you didn’t know why the bath was cold. It was hot when you started it.

You shook awake when you felt your body drop onto a bed. Toji had carried you from the bathtub. You quickly fixed your towel to make sure you were properly covered as you watched him walk to his closet.

“Be careful next time, Housewife. You were about to drown if I didn’t check on you.”

“Huh? Drown? And it’s (Name)! I’m a guy, damn it!”

“Your head was underwater.”

“Oh.. how long was I in there?”

“Almost an hour.”

You shivered. Well, thank god you didn’t even attempt to walk home. You would’ve passed out mid walk. Toji looked busy, moving clothes around in his closet as he hyper focused on them.

“Here.”

You flinched as a large t-shirt was thrown at your face. It was a black one that would certainly cover your body fully. But.. there was no underwear. You took the chance to slip the shirt on when Toji’s back was still facing you.

The t-shirt practically engulfed you, way too big for your body. As you examined the big shirt, Toji closed the closet door. You glanced up when you felt his eyes on you.

“You can watch Megumi for another day, yeah?”

“Wha? Why?”

“I got another job.” Was all he said as he left the bedroom.

With a grunt you shot out of bed and followed after. You watched as he slipped back into his shoes and was standing by the front door, ready to just leave! Who does that?

“Hey!” You yelled, before quickly quieting down when you remembered Megumi was asleep. “What type of job do you have to be leaving so late?!”

“You’re the babysitter.. Focus on Megumi. I’ll pay you extra.”

“The pay doesn’t matter, asshole! Megumi needs a parent that is actually here. It’s better for him,” you said, stomping over to Toji.

You opened your mouth to speak once more but was muffled when Toji grabbed your face. He stared down at you, a look of disinterest on his face. You could feel his eyes just taking you in, looking at your features. Your lips, eyes, nose.

His hand was so large against your face, so easily holding your jaw still and squishing your chubby cheeks. Your lips were pursed together as you tried to make a sound. He leaned down towards you, his lips right near your ears as he whispered to you.

“You should be careful when moving your arms up so high, especially without underwear.” Was all he said before leaving.

The door slammed shut when you finally realized what he meant. Your face flushed red in embarrassment. Fuck!

This guy…

12:30 p.m.

It was the next day and no sign of Mister Fushiguro “Toji”. You stabbed angrily at your salad. Megumi was unfazed but certainly happy that you hadn’t left last night. You had to stay in Toji’s shirt and just grab the smallest pants there.

Still no underwear.

Even the smallest pants kept falling a bit if you didn’t hold it while walking. You had pulled up the shirt and used a rubber band to tighten it so it wasn’t knee length anymore.

If Megumi noticed you were wearing his father’s clothes, he didn’t say anything.

“What time does your dad get home?”

Megumi hummed. “Dunno. Depends.”

“On what?”

Megumi seemed to hesitate so you didn’t push it.

Didn’t matter, as soon as Toji got home, you’d give him a piece of your mind.

11:20 p.m.

The door opened. You were right there in front of it, ready to yell when you froze. Toji had a gash on his arm, bleeding all onto the floor. But he didn’t seem fazed by it. On the contrary, it was as if it was another Tuesday to him. Your lips parted, only sounds that could out being a soft ‘huh?’

Toji looked at you, seeming to be a bit shocked you were still there. His eyes flickered down.

“You love flashing me, huh?”

You blinked in confusion and looked down to see the pants pooling around your legs. For fuck sakes! You quickly pulled up the pants and blushed heavily, thoughts rushing in your mind.

“W—Where were you?! Why are you bleeding?!” You whispered yelled. Megumi was upstairs sleeping.

Toji hummed nonchalantly as he walked to the kitchen and opened one of the cabinets, pulling out some napkins and bandages. The gash was still bleeding as blood began pooling around his feet.

Was.. that how…? You pushed the thought away and trudged over to him. With quick hands, you grabbed the materials from him and began cleaning the wound. You had so many questions—wanting to know just what type of job could do this to him.

But you were the babysitter. And that’s all you were.

When you finished, the makeshift bandages that were wrapped hazardously around his arm. It wasn’t properly secured as it slipped a bit when Toji moved his arm but he still thanked you and fixed it to be tighter.

Silence filled the room as you grabbed some paper towels to clean up the blood on the ground.

Toji didn’t say anything, just watching you clean. Were you just this weird? He didn’t know a boy like you would be interested in babysitting, much less cleaning the entire house.

He knew he should’ve thanked you yesterday for cleaning it—but he didn’t. He wasn’t even sure why.

“What job do you have?” You suddenly asked, standing up as you threw away the dirty paper towels. Toji glanced at you. You expected him to just answer but instead he said..

“Cook somethin’ for me, Housewife. I’m starving.” He said, walking over to the living room. He plopped down onto the couch and grabbed the remote, turning the tv on.

You stared at the back of his head in shock. And pure rage but since you didn’t want to wake up Megumi, you silently cursed him out as you made him the laziest dinner ever.

It was fucking 12:00 a.m. by now! No way were you going to go all out for this broke lazy man.

You gave him a bowl of leftover salad and store bought sushi you and Megumi had left over. You could tell Toji looked a bit disappointed but still took the bowl from you.

As he ate, you still wanted to know more.

“Why do you keep calling me housewife? I’m a man, y’know!”

“So?” He simply said. “You embody the housewife… so I’ll call you housewife.”

You glared at him. “How?! Just by cleaning?”

“Cleaning. Taking care of Megumi. Restocking the kitchen. Making me dinner.”

“I made the dinner for Megumi.” You muttered bitterly.

“Oh, right.” Toji muttered, fishing something out from his dirty pants. There were stains you knew weren’t water… you told yourself it was his blood—not someone else’s. He pulled out a wad of cash and placed it into your hands.

“Paycheck.”

You counted the money. “It’s more than promised.”

“You stayed longer than necessary.”

“Right.” You whispered. You walked over and placed the cash into your bag. No one payed with cash as much anymore but you didn’t want to know why he wasn’t sending it electronically.

You glanced over at Toji, getting a better look of him. He was as good looking as a man who obviously hasn’t been grooming himself often. His eyes flickered to yours, a raised eyebrow as he waited for you to say something.

“Oh.. uh.. will you be going out for work again..?”

“No. I have enough money for at least a week.”

“Will you.. at least spend time with Megumi?”

Toji hummed. “It’s only been two days but you’re already caring a lot for Megumi.” He looked over at you. “You enjoy being with kids?”

“Do you?”

Toji stood up suddenly, causing you to flinch in shock. He placed the empty bowl on the small wooden coffee table and walked past you to the front door.

“Where are you going?” You asked, watching as he grabbed a jacket from the small closet. He didn’t even struggle pulling the jacket on—it was as if his wound didn’t hurt him. He was leaving? Again? With no work to do?!

It wasn’t on purpose. Really, you just acted so fast. Your hands were gripped tightly on his. You were staring right at his hand. The rough feeling of his palms—certainly of one that has held… his hand was large against yours. Even two of your hands were small compared to one of his. Toji glanced down at you, noticing that your—his, really—pants fell down again. He was about to comment on it again, ready for you to jump in embarrassment.

But when he saw your face, he paused.

Your eyes were a bit puffy, watery as you looked up at him. You.. This random guy he hired two days ago to watch Megumi was going to cry over him?

His dick twitched in his pants.

“Just… stay tonight. You might not notice it.. but Megumi was so happy when he woke up to me still here.” You whispered, leaning in closer to Toji. “I know I’m just a stranger and I’m not supposed to be bothering you like this… but I—uh, for Megumi… it’d be nice.”

The soft hums of the tv from the random show Toji was watching continued on. Even if it had been almost two days, the soft lavender smell still danced around the house. Just breathing it in brought you a sense of peace. Your grip loosened on Toji’s hand as you realized that this was a bit much. Maybe you did care a bit too much about Megumi.

But you weren’t even sure why.

A low deep laugh caught your attention as you looked up. Toji’s lips were pulled into a smirk as he used his free hand to grab your face harshly. Panic filled you as you reached up and grabbed at his arm, believing he was about to hurt you.

“You’re really embodying this housewife role, (Name). I guess I need to let you do your other job as well.” He said. “I was going to have some fun with a prostitute but.. I should’ve just went to my housewife.”

“Let’s take a bath first, can’t smell bad during your first time.”

12:20 a.m.

You weren’t sure why you didn’t say shit. Toji was relaxed in the bathtub that was not made for two people. Especially not someone as large as Toji.

The water was warm against your skin as you stared at your knees brought up to your chest. You were between Toji’s muscular thighs, making sure your back didn’t rest against his chest. Toji’s soft hums began to sound like light snoring. And, weirdly enough, you liked hearing it. You began getting comfortable but still curled up into yourself. A large hand gripped your waist and pulled you back, forcing your back to lay on his chest.

You meeped in shock, face flushed. But Toji didn’t say anything. His hand continued to rest on the curve of your waist, his thumb slowly tracing little circles all over it. The feeling of the warm water and comfortable touching on your body, you felt your eyes flutter close.

It wasn’t until you felt the subtle touch of something on your ass was when you shook awake.

It was a dick.

A.. uh, big one at that.

You looked over your shoulder, seeing Toji mostly asleep. His head was resting against the wall while his chest rose and fell slowly. You gently turned around to fully face him. He was hot. Sexy maybe.

But definitely older than you.

You reached out and rest your hands on his chest, leaning close to Toji. You didn’t know what exactly you were doing but you wanted to kiss him. Maybe constantly being called a housewife was getting to you.

Your body was fully pressed against his—lips close to his when a hand was squeezing your hips. You whimpered and pulled away, looking down to see Toji looking up at you with a lazy smirk.

“You’re not just a housewife, huh? Also a slut too.”

“No… ‘m not..” you muttered, blushing heavily as Toji’s hand trailed down to your ass and began to harshly knead it.

“You’re not? But what were you trying to do just now?”

You pursed your lips and looked away. Yeah, you were trying to kiss him. It felt embarrassing to be caught red handed like that. Toji hummed as he watched you squirm. His hands rose up and gripped your waist. You looked back at him and wondered if he was going to push you away.

But instead of pushing you away, he pulled you against your chest as he stood up. You gasped and quickly wrap your arms around his neck as a way to stay upright as he walked out of the tub. He didn’t even bother grabbing a towel—simply walked nude and wet to the bedroom with you in his arms. He was only even using one arm to keep you up.

He unceremoniously dropped you onto the bed. You let out a huff, glaring at him. The bed was now wet from the water on your body. It seeped into the blankets and when you tried to move off the bed, Toji grabbed your foot and pulled you towards the edge of the bed. You shrieked at his strength.

He had no problem just dragging or picking you up like a rag doll.

With your legs dangling off the bed, Toji lifted them up, causing your body to uncomfortably arch.

“Toji! This is uncomfortable,” you whined.

“I know.”

You watched with a bated breath as Toji kneeled at the edge of the bed, placing your legs on either side of his shoulder. The position was odd. You were resting on your shoulders and upper back with your lower half raised up by Toji’s grip. His large hands had a harsh grip on your thighs. You were sure there would be bruising in the morning.

“Usually, I don’t reward sluts.. but because you’re my housewife, I’ll be nice.”

With that, you suddenly felt a tongue graze right against your cunt. You shivered, gripping the bedsheets beneath you. The droplets from both of your bodies dripped onto the ground and bed.

“T…Toji..!” You whined, your legs squeezing his head as you felt his tongue lick between your folds. He was slow and sharp, one of his hands going down to flick your clit. Your toes curled and soft whimpers left your lips as his tongue reached deep between your folds.

You had to be control your voice—no matter how loud you wanted to be.

You cried out when his lips left your heat. His grip on your legs moved down to your waist and next thing you knew it, you were manhandled onto the bed. You were on your back, legs pushed up to where your knees reached your chin. The position was more comfortable than the one before.

Toji got between your legs and leaned over you, a sly smirk on his lips. “I never thought I’d ever be fucking Megumi’s babysitter. Most don’t make it after an hour.”

“Cause the house was awful..” You muttered.

You gasped when you felt a sharp tug at your hair. Toji smirked at you, obviously enjoying your cry of pain. He released your hair and you decided to keep your mouth shut.

“I was getting sick of having to hire a new babysitter every day—it’s good to know I won’t have to anymore.” You felt something rub against your pussy, slowly inching between your wet folds. “It’s a bonus you ended up being a good housewife.”

Crack!

Your mouth pulled open in a silent scream—back arched as Toji’s cock slammed right inside of you. It was painful, no doubt because he didn’t stretch you out for a cock that was so thick! It was stretching you, your cunt clamping down on it as you tried to get used to it.

The look on Toji’s face was of pure satisfaction. He was happy to be fucking such a tight wet cunt. Even more so it was yours. He didn’t wait long to start fucking into you, watching you come undone beneath him.

Your smaller body compared to his bigger form. Hands reaching up to claw at his back for some type of stability. The bed had broke one of its legs when he thrusted inside of you. You were sure it wouldn’t survive by how harsh his hips slapped against your ass, sending you up towards the headboard each time.

“I can’t really call you a slut if this is how your cunt feels. Were you one of those boys saving this,” he tugs lightly at your clit, earning a cry, “for someone special?”

You shook your head, moans and gasps leaving your lips as you tried to speak. It was so hard to speak that you didn’t even try, solely focusing on the cock stretching you full.

“Sorry to disappoint but this cunt belongs to me now.”

You didn’t tell him no. Because for some reason, you liked the sound of that.

As he continued fucking you, his hand rested down on your stomach as the other gripped your waist. You watched with hooded eyes as your continued crying and whimpering, your pussy clinching around his cock as you felt yourself reach your limit.

“You never answered me that time.” He leaned down close to you. “Do you like kids?”

You wanted to punch him for asking such a question during such a time but you simply nodded. “Yes…! Kids… ngh… cute…” you pitifully whimpered.

“Then Megumi deserves a sibling. Think you can give it to him?” He simply said. You blushed heavily at his words, mouth opening to ask what the fuck did he mean by that but he was now focused solely on fucking you.

Your hands scratched at his back as you arched yours, crying and moaning as his hips slammed into your ass. You weren’t sure if you really wanted to go through the whole ordeal of birth but just technically being claimed by Toji made your brain feel mushy.

It didn’t take long for you to cum. Your toes curled and your nails clawed at Toji’s back for purchase as your body shook with your orgasm. Toji didn’t let up, however, somehow going even faster. It was like he was using you like a toy, fucking your hole with reckless abandon as he chased his own release now.

He slammed his hips harsh, pushing his cock deep inside you before cumming. You whimpered, feeling the warm cum coat your insides. Cum seeped into the bedsheets as he pulled out, leaving your cunt to faintly clench around the missing feeling.

“You’re helping me save money. Don’t need to spend it on women when I got my housewife right here.” He patted your sore pussy. “If I knew fucking men would feel this good I would’ve done it earlier.”

You blushed. “I feel dirty..”

Toji simply laughed. “You are.” He grabbed your face, but much more gently than the times before and pressed a sloppy kiss onto your lips. “Now be a good boy and take a shower. I’ll join you soon.”

You bit your lip and mutely nodded as he got up from bed. With shaky legs, you slowly walked to the bathroom, feeling cum drip down your legs. You were sure some fell into the floor. God, you’d need to clean that layer. When you reached the bathroom and turned on the tub, you suddenly felt giddy.

Wow. You came here to babysit and suddenly you have a “boyfriend?”

Luck was on your side. You just wondered what it would be like dating someone like Toji.

6:30 a.m.

“T..Toji..!” You whispered, gripping the bedsheets beneath you. Toji was fucking into your already sore cunt. You were on your side with Toji behind you, his hand holding your leg up as his cock pumped into your pussy.

It’s been maybe four weeks since you got here. You haven’t gone home. Well, just once to get clothes since you couldn’t just stay in Toji’s clothes. Megumi was so happy that you were staying. Finally, something constant.

But you soon learned that Toji was a very horny man—he would constantly fuck you in the bathtub, living room, kitchen, and bedroom. It was always before he left for work and when he came back. You had gotten used to having your hole stuffed full of cum. It was getting tiring of cleaning it out.

You mentioned condoms… but that only resulted in him giving you continuous creampies until you apologized.

Toji finally cummed, once again coating your insides. He pulled and pressed a kiss onto your neck as he got up from the bed. He got dressed and turned to you.

“I’m going now. I want curry for dinner.”

That was all he said before leaving. It felt a little degrading, to be used and then told to make him dinner before he got back. But you still did it, no question asked.

You truly were a male housewife.

Definitely not what child you dreamed of being as an adult, but hey, things change.

At least the dick was good.

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First time writing deadbeatguro… how’d I do? Feel like I didn’t do him justice smh. But it was fun writing this, made it way too long but hey, plot just happened..

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rinhaler · 6 months

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hey hey, ik ur requests are closed so im gonna leave this till u open them back up,

imagine Yakuza Boss!Toji bucking his hips into you, bored out of his mind at his meeting, you’re cute whimpers and whines for him to slow down slightly amusing him as a smirk tugs at the corner of his lips, all this happening while his most trusted subordinates watch as he fucks into you at this meeting, while you just sit on his lap babbling about how good he feels until he finally makes you squirt, causing him to stop the meeting and kick everybody out so he can abuse your little hole some more, wanting to see you squirt for him more. :3

I feel like I went a little off script and I threw some Shiu in there too bc we're all sluts for Shiu right?? Bon apetit!

warnings: 18+ MDNI, age gap, possessiveness, slight jealousy, slightly mean toji, dom!toji, exhibitionism, public sex, oral fixation, squirting, daddy!kink, DDLG esque?, pussy spanks.

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“She shouldn’t be in here.” Shiu comments, his boss gives him a passive stare before looking in your direction. You sit politely with your hands in your lap and a shy smile, looking awkwardly around the room full of terrifying men. “She shouldn’t be listening to the shit we’re discussing.”

“I shouldn’t be listening to this shit, either. What the fuck do I pay you all for?” Toji responds, putting his arm around the back of your seat as he scoffs. “She’s needy, she needs constant attention and I know all you filthy fucks have got your eye on her so I don’t want her out of my sight.”

Shiu groans, but stands to his feet. You feel bad, really, you know what an inconvenience you are but you do try your best to remain demure and out of the way. But he’s right, you’re needy. And to be honest you’re a little afraid. Since you’ve become Toji’s plaything you’ve got a target on your back. You know with all of the security and loyal men at his disposal the odds of anything happening to you are slim. But still, you know it isn’t impossible.

Toji’s second in command leads the meeting in the board room, and you are engaged and silent as he speaks. It’s something about a territory dispute. You don’t fully understand but you know it’s illegal and dangerous. And you begin to whimper as they discuss resorting to violence.

The sound catches Toji’s attention. It seems you’ve been paying more attention than he has. He’s got more money than sense, and that is why he keeps Shiu around. But he can read you like a book. He knows when you’re happy or sad, angry or scared. And now, he sees how hard you’re trying to hold in the fear you feel. He knows what always makes you feel better, though. And he’s bored out of his fucking skull.

He shows no care or consideration for his audience as he lifts you from your seat and into his lap. Shiu stutters a little as he watches Toji manhandle you, your legs spread apart over his own before he touches under your little miniskirt. He smirks, kissing your shoulder when he feels your naked flesh.

“Good girl, no panties, jus’ like I told you.”

He doesn’t see a point to you wearing panties, he told you that after your first encounter. He told you he’d be keeping you around and you were his perfect little girl. And perfect little girls don’t need panties.

“Perfect little girls just need to keep their cunts wet for their daddy’s.” that is what he told you.

Your face flushes with heat when you realise if anyone in the room is brave enough to look they’ll see your dripping little slit. You aren’t sure how brave Toji’s men really are, though. But Toji is bold and uncaring and he knows what he wants. Always.

You gasp, softly, stealing a few gazes from the men in the room. Shiu is busy trying to keep the meeting on track and keep everyone focused. And it’s nothing he hasn’t seen before. He knows your pussy like the back of his hand, too. Because Toji loves to show you off. But he’ll never share. But his second in command knows better than most what your cute cunt is capable of. It’s a novelty to him, now. Why would he steal glances when he knows his generous boss will brag about you in private to him?

You fall forwards, little hands slamming against the table top as Toji rams his cock into you without remorse. He holds your hips, pulling you down until the back of your thighs smack against his. His fingers squeeze into your doughy skin, sure to leave bruises as he’s often one to do. Any fear that you’d felt at the thought of the men surrounding you committing acts of violence are a distant memory, now. You’re too busy trying to steady yourself through daddy’s onslaught.

“P-Please, fuck, please… daddy! S-Slow down!” you beg, a smirk sprawls like wildfire across his face as he listens to your desperate pleas.

“No no no, you don’t tell me what to do,” he reminds you. A light slap coming down on your clit as he continues fucking up into you. “Stop thinking, just take it, princess.”

Shiu sighs, his focus wavering as you continue to moan and yelp through Toji’s never ending fucking. He lights a cigarette for himself and then hands one to Toji. He takes a hand away from your hip to bring it to his lips, and Shiu proceeds to light his and then his own.

He continues to speak as if nothing is happening. He’s so calm and collected, but it’s no wonder. Toji is a man he’s known for as long as he can remember and he knows all of the complexities that come with him. Not to say that you are complex. You’re probably the best thing that’s ever happened to him, truthfully. But it isn’t as much of a distraction as it seems to be for the rest of his subordinates.

Toji chortles when he watches Shiu slot his thumb into your mouth, his other hand still holding his cigarette with no care to where the ash lands. The lackeys are even more confused, now, do they share you? Toji isn’t the type to share, no, but he isn’t going to chastise Shiu for doing what he needs to do to get through his meeting.

Besides, you look quite cute sucking on his thumb. He always thinks you look cute when you’re sucking on something, though. You hold onto Shiu’s wrist as you suckle on his thumb. And you hate that he won’t give you any attention, especially when you’re blinking up at him with pretty, wet eyes. Doesn’t he want to admire how cute you’re being for him?

You begin to act up, mewling loudly around his fingers as you try to get him to look at you. But it only ends in another wet slap on your pussy from Toji and a particularly rough cantering of his hips. He pulls you back towards him, your shoulder blades cushioned by his pecs as you’re pulled into him.

Shiu wipes your saliva from his thumb onto his blazer and gives you a passive glance before focusing on the men in the room again. He snaps his fingers in a bid to command their attention.

Toji, however, is fixated on you. His sharp canines ghost over your jugular. Your heart rate quickens and so do the shallow breaths escaping your throat. He silences you, his hand smothers your lips as he continues to nip and bite softly with ease. It’s exciting, and terrifying, because you know he could tear out your throat if he really wanted to.

“Did I just hear you beggin’ for another man’s attention, princess?” he whispers, his large palm pushing your legs further apart before repeatedly slapping down against your firm clit. “Is daddy’s cock ruinin’ you not enough, hah? Because I’ll stop, right now, and you can forget about cumming for a while. A long fucking while, darlin’.”

You muffle your protests through his smothering palm. Of course he’s enough! You got carried away, that’s all. He’s more than enough. You don’t need anyone else’s attention. Just him. Only him.

“Heh, that’s what I thought.” he laughs, harshly, licking a fat stripe up your neck with his wide tongue. Tears spill from your eyes as he continues to pound into you, gritting his teeth with each squeeze and stifled moan he’s suffocating with his hand. He wraps his free hand around your torso and drills upwards into your slippery heat.

Your moans become louder as you reach your peak. He repeatedly nudges your sensitive insides in the most beautiful way and forces you to clench and wince and fucking scream through your nostrils as he drags your orgasm out of you.

And eyes begin to turn white as they roll into the back of your head. Your body turns limp as his touch forces an orgasm from your body. Your body is wracked as you violently shake through it, your cunt squirting all over his lap and onto the floor below. He moans, boisterously at your display.

It doesn’t go unnoticed by the men in the room, either, as the sound of gushing water hits the ground below.

Toji bends you over the desk, carnal desire flooding all sense that he has. He pushes your head down so your cheek is squished against the table. You look up at Shiu, blinking pathetically. And now, you do have his attention. Toji hisses, flipping your skirt up to reveal your plump ass. He has no doubt his men will find it difficult not to look.

“Everyone out, now.” he commands, his men readily jump to their feet and begin to filter out of the room. Shiu stubs his cigarette out on the table top, not even an inch away from your nose and he prepares to leave. “Not you. Stay.” Toji orders. Shiu chuckles, weakly, and takes a seat.

“What do I owe this pleasure?” he asks, tucking your hair behind your ear as he watches your fucked out face continue to swallow Toji’s cock again and again. “Sorry I couldn’t give you any attention, angel. That meeting was a disaster, huh?” he smiles.

“This isn’t your pleasure, Shiu.” Toji informs him. “She jus’ likes it when you watch.”

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sleep-0-deprived · 2 months

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Toji x male Himbo reader nsfw thoughts

Female aligned dni, 18+ only content below

Toji who bends you over the kitchen counter roughly fucking your eyes into the back of your head because you were wearing a pair of shorts that he said where “too revealing”

Toji who watches ever movement you make and every slutty action you do with that dumb doe eyed look on your face making him wanna press his cock to your lips, forcing you to suck until tears while you press your crotch against his leg trying to get some friction for your painfully hard bulge

Toji who sees you in your revealing shorts during summer, hugging your curves and body in public making him only stare at you coldly just to push you into an alley making you yelp in confusion before pushing you against the brick wall degrading you calling you “fucking whore, I bet you wanted this?, wanted me to fucking use you like the slut you are boy?” He grins and whispers in your ear while pulling your shorts down as the fall down to your ankles and he rough fucks you against the alley wall, your thighs around his hips as he holds you fucking you harshly until you can’t think straight just to make you pull your shorts up afterwards like you aren’t leaking his cum from your abused hole feeling your bloated stomach from his seed earning a grin as he licks his scar

Toji who fucks you stupid, your face pressed down in the pillows your lips parted wide as you brokenly moan his name earning a harsh slap on your ass while he degrades you calling you “personal whore, cock drunk slut, and his boy” while your eyes hazily roll into your head and tear up from pleasure not being able to think straight while he roughly fucks you

Toji who reaches down and strokes your cock while he takes you from behind, his large fingers teasing your sensitive tip as it leaks pre cum all over yourself earning a whorish whine from you making him slap your ass in the process

Toji who grips your thighs to the point of bruising as he hangs your legs over his shoulders forcing you into a mating press while his other hand running up your chest squeezing your pecs and twisting your nipples telling you hushed words like “such pretty breasts, boy” he whispers in your ear such feminine names for you while you brokenly plea “n naht bre sts~” only making him grin and fuck you harder degrading and feminizing you until you can’t moan any words

Toji who makes you suck his cock after his work outs, placing hid leaking tip against your pouty lips smearing his pre cum as you look up at him making you part your lips as his heavy cock sits on them forcing a few cat licks on the tip before he shoves it fully in your mouth, his rough hand in the back of your head as he bobs your head up and down on his cock pressing it all the way to the back of your throat forcing your face pressed into his groin as you sloppily suck him off with your drool running down your chin looking up at him with lidded eyes feeling desperate for him to bend you over again

Toji who after fucking you leaves you whining and twitching in overstimulation your cock all red and puffy with cum staining your stomach and plump pecs while your hole twitches trying to clench around the air while his cum leaks out of you down your thighs making him lick his scar and press his tip back against your leaking and abused whole as he pushes back in again leaving your jaw slacked and your face ruined

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starrierknight · 7 months

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SUB TOJI SHIBARI SUB TOJI SHIBARI SUB TOJI SHIBARI

YESSSSS YES YES YES YES

he'd look so fucking GORGEOUS in bright, blood red rope digging into his skin!!!!! he'd be so cocky when you're in the process of tying him up, cooing and teasing you about how "some pretty rope" isn't gonna change how you guys fuck.

boy is he wrong!!!! personally, I'd tie him with his arms behind his back, ankles attached to his wrists. I'd sit him in front of a mirror and then cover him in kiss marks, and just take my time to appreciate and torment every inch of his body while making him watch it happen <33

also just... sounding. sounding with Toji as he's tied up and helpless.... yeah <33333

#exposing myself here by mentionkng sounding LSKDJFKFLS #HEAR ME OUT #i like watching grown men squirm #[ ✉ ] — reece's mail #sub toji fushiguro #cw sounding #[ ✪ ] — fushiguro toji thirst

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kumkissed · 10 months

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Imagine you (finally) overstimming Toji

c/w: oral (m receiving), slight dom reader, slight dom toji, mentions of pregnancy, slight cocky Toji, name calling (daddy, doll etc), sex toy, DID NOT PROOFREAD LMAO

You've been going at it for almost 30 minutes now, throat sore and mouth tore as you stuff your throat with Toji's dick. You have to keep wiping the tears from your face to see the view above you, green eyes low with lust, his face flushed as he lets out small pants and moans. You slide your mouth off with a pop! Making him shudder and twitch, flashing you a smirk. "That's all you got?" Not feeling the need to speak you grab his dick harshly, ignoring the pained moan he let out. "Be nice daddy, I'm not done yet." You stand up stripping yourself of your panties.

Toji is enamored, your plush brown thighs coated with your slick makes him hard all over again. His green eyes widen as you put your hand between your thighs, sliding out the dildo like egg placed inside of you. Toji mouth is dry, he's swears he's gonna cum right there at the sight of you.

And he does.. white ropes spurt out leaving him at twitching mess. A chesire smile spreads over your face as you walk over to Toji, getting on his lap in order split yourself over him. "Too much for you?" you laugh mocking Tojis familiar phrase, causing his blush to deepen. You slide down his dick slowly easing the stretch, before losing your footing causing him to stretch you completely. Screams and moans echo in the room, you swear you're seeing stars as you feel warm liquid painting your walls. You gain your composure and start riding Toji anyways, he whines grasping at your hips eyes pleading for you to stop. "I thought you wanted to get me pregnant? I'm notstopping until I'm filled doll"

When you're done with Toji, he swears he's not funding another set of braids again

A/N: brain got frisky sorry not sorry .... but I'd appreciate it if y'all made requests! Luv u lots

#toji smut #toji fushiguro #toji x black reader #toji x y/n #toji x black y/n #jjk smut #jjk x you #toji x reader #jjk toji #toji x you #sub toji #jjk x y/n #black y/n #black reader

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submenarehotties · 1 year

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“ 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝! „

submissive! toji fushiguro x dominant! female! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the jjk manga or anime)

cw’s + tw’s: nsfw, explicit language, minor spoilers of jjk manga, ons implied with gojo, you call toji puppy, bratty! toji, brat tamer! reader, nipple teasing/nipple clamps (m), pain kink, oral (f), face-sitting, p in v sex, slight overstimulation.

timeskip: “★ ★ ★”

summary: You have a new mission. As a sorcerer, you use anything in your power to defeat curses. But this is different, he’s human. Your mission is to defeat Toji Fushiguro. Mentally, physically—sexually. Your defense was that they didn’t say you had to kill him…

note: megumi knows that toji is his dad. not proof-read.

word count: 3.4K+

"I’m sure she’ll be fine,” Gojo replied, eyeing you as you trained against Maki.

“Sending her out with my father through?” Megumi muttered.

“What of it, Megumi-chan? She’ll be fine. Can you not just trust me this once?” Gojo replied with a smirk.

“How can you be so sure?” He asked Gojo. Megumi sure as hell didn’t trust Gojo even if he was his sensei.

Gojo only shyly smiled.

Of course, you were one to put cocky ‘dominant’ men in their place. So, of course, you put Gojo in his place. He wants to see Toji go through the same thing. Gojo knows you’ll do it. Cocky men piss you off.

Gojo should know. After all... He was one of them.

“Dammit! Get the hell off of me (y/n)!”

When Gojo and Megumi turned their heads to look at what had happened, they were shocked.

You were using Maki’s back as a pedal stool, your eyes locked on Megumi and Gojo. A cold shiver ran down both of their spines, because they knew, that you knew exactly what they were talking about.

You stood up and helped Maki stand. She glared at you.

“Sorry, you were so easy to beat - and I was bored.” You said casually, undoing your hand bandages, walking over to where your bags were.

“I want a rematch after your mission is complete!” Maki yelled at her.

“Yeah, sure.” You replied, turning around to give her a smile.

“I’ll win!” Maki snapped.

“Okay.” You sarcastically replied to her, turning back around.

“I’ll be back, Megumi,” Gojo said, ignoring Megumi’s protests, walking over to you.

Megumi couldn’t hear what was discussed, but it left Gojo flushed red and your face still neutrally flat. It was the fact that if you had said something sexual, you could say it with no emotion whatsoever. No smile - nothing.

That was what made you so dangerous. You could toy with someone and they wouldn’t know unless, you, yourself, let them know.

Anyone would say that you were scarier than Gojo. You were both equally intimidating. Gojo was more carefree than you were though.

‘That’s what makes him weak.’ was what you had said to Megumi.

You were cold-hearted. But - something sexual makes you a bit softer.

Still - you could make anyone your personal bitch.

★ ★ ★

“This the place?” You ask, getting out of the car.

“Yeah, its to be thought that Fushiguro has a target that he’s after at this exact moment.” Gojo replied.

“Good, makes things more fun.” You smile.

Gojo sighed, “He’s a sorcerer killer, (y/n), just be careful.”

”You know from experience, ‘jo?” You question with a smirk.

Gojo took off his blindfold to give you a glare, “I told you, I just want you to be careful.”

“I don’t even have to try, Gojo, he’ll fall for it so easily. A dominant man, you say? Very soon, he won’t be.”

“Try not to worry.” You finished.

Gojo looked at you for a second more, before placing his blindfold back on. You both said your goodbyes.

It was good Gojo came in a different car, after all you were taking home a guest after.

You smiled as you entered the building to hear sounds that you knew very well. Someone was enjoying themself to sex. It wasn’t supposed to be the woman moaning though.

You knew Toji well. Getting a woman pregnant then running away…? A true wuss. Poor Megumi.

You heard a blood curdling scream from the woman and you smiled. Dead. You knew you wouldn’t have been able to save her anyway. A shame.

You wondered how the men were killed.

You casually walked over to the room to see Toji cleaning the blood off of himself.

“You shouldn’t get the privilege to fuck a woman if you finish her off like that.” You said and Toji’s head snapped to yours.

“Did that dick Gojo send you after me, since he couldn’t do the job himself?” Toji says with a glare.

“What, you know me?” You fake surprise.

“You’re damn right I know you, (y/n), (l/n).” He says.

“Well, I’m honored to make you my bitch, Toji Fushiguro.” You reply with a hand to your chest.

“What?” Toji’s jaw practically drops.

You walked closer to him, “I’m sure you heard me.”

Toji chuckled, pointing his sword at you questioningly, “You wanna be fucked as well then?”

That made you laugh.

“Oh, no! Of course not, Toji, I’m going to fuck you.” You state.

“Now, I think I’d rather kill you.” Toji states, in an instant pinning you to the wall, his sword held at your throat - just as you had planned.

“Why are you hard then?” You question, lifting your leg between his legs to lightly hit his erection with it.

Toji’s guard drops for a second, giving you time to get rid of his weapon. It disappeared into thin air. You easily slipped through his grasp.

“Now, I’m wondering, where’s your cursed worm?” You change the subject.

“Do you think I fuck women with it on me? They would recognize me—why am I fucking telling you this?” Toji questions.

“It’s what makes me dangerous, I can make you answer any of my questions and my demands.”

“Why?” Toji demands.

“‘cause you want me, but I’m not yours. But, you can be mine.” You whisper in his ear, suddenly appearing behind Toji.

“A sorcerer and a sorcerer killer. Heh, that's actually funny.”

“So if you told me to fuck you, I’d do it?” Toji questioned.

“You’re easily aroused. So, yes.” You reply.

“What if I want to do what I want? Fuck you? Would you let me?” Toji whispered to you, his arms wandering all over your body.

“Of course not - puppy. You’d do what I demand. I don’t have to use any power.” You reply, running a finger lightly down Toji’s chest.

A pleased shudder ran through Toji’s entire body. It made him want more.

“Fuck it. Just do it.” Toji grumbled unhappily.

“Hm? What is it, puppy? Be more specific.” You hummed.

“Make me… Your personal bitch.” Toji whispered, as your hands continued to wander his tight chest.

“Ah, I see. Now, that wasn’t so hard, now was it? Say what you wish, and maybe I’ll comply. Sometimes it’ll work. Other times… Well, you’ll see.” You say.

You couldn’t lie, Toji was hot. His clothing attire was probably chosen for a reason. A tight black shirt, that now displayed his hard nipples that poked through the shirt. His baggy pants now showed something hard poking through his crotch.

“Now, here’s what you’re going to do for me. Then, you’ll get a reward. You must be good for me though. Which I know is hard for you.” You finish.

“Do I have to clean up?” Toji groaned.

You smile, “You pick things up well. Good. Yes, I want you to clean up the body.”

“I want you to meet me outside once you’re done.”

Toji let out a mix of a whine and a groan. But, nonetheless, he listened.

★ ★ ★

Toji walked outside, just as brooding as he was inside.

“What? Did fucking the corpse not help your hard dick?” You teased.

“I do not fuck corpses.” Toji stated with a glare.

You chuckled, “It was a joke. I certainly am not into necrophilia and if you were I would not let you live any longer. Now, get in the car.”

“Where are we going? I don’t exactly trust you yet.” Toji replied.

“Do you think I’ll bring you to Gojo? Please.” You laughed.

“I need to get laid, so I’m using you in exchange for you to stop killing people, you get to belong to me. It’s a great privilege, not just anyone gets it.” You continued.

“You have options, I know what I’d choose, Toji.” You finish.

Toji visibly gulped.

“I know you like to kill sorcerers as the sorcerer killer. But, to put it simply—you can’t. I’m stretching my job as a sorcerer enough already. So you’ll listen to me, or face the consequences.”

Toji already had some form of trust in you, he just had to have faith in you. You sighed and closed your eyes, waiting. You heard the car door open, and you smiled. You won.

You looked over to see Toji crossing his arms like a child. You rolled your eyes mentally.

You started the car, and began on your way to your house. You didn’t really give a fuck if anyone at all knew where you lived. They wouldn’t survive a fucking minute in your house.

You knew Toji would try to touch you. It was a given. He was desperate, Toji was fighting an erection for about 30 minutes.

You just didn’t expect this. You always had one hand on the wheel, and your other resting on the gear shift. Toji had grabbed your hand that was on the gear shift and placed it on his hard cock.

“Please.” Toji rasped, squeezing his hand around yours, placing a delicious pressure on his dick.

“Aw, how cute. Can’t wait any longer? Just from how cute you are, I may just fuck you in the back of my car.”

Toji groaned in response, trapping your hand on his cock.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, puppy?” You ask, your eyes trained on the road.

Toji managed to whine out a small ‘yes.’ which made you squeeze harder.

“Too bad, you have to wait.” You say, ripping your hand from him completely and placing your hand back on the gear shift.

Toji let out the most guttural moan you had heard from anyone. He whined in protest. He pouted like a child.

He was going to be a fun one to break.

“So impatient, we’re almost there.” You state, switching to a higher gear.

“So step on the fucking gas, woman.” Toji moaned out.

“Just for that, I think I’ll slow down.” You tease, tapping your fingers on the gear shift.

Toji groaned your name out in protest.

It was funny. A man you had just met about an hour ago was about to fucked by you. And so easily. All according to your plan. Gojo worried for nothing.

Gojo needed more trust in you, like Toji did. You had known Gojo for years, and he still worried about how you handled things.

After a few minutes of more whining from Toji, you both had arrived at your house.

Toji slammed your car door behind himself and you only chuckled. A man without manners? You should’ve known. You’d have to brand rules onto his body.

You casually walked to your door and unlocked it.

“Please, hurry.” Toji muttered, wrapping his arms around your waist, pressing his erection against your ass.

“Trust me, Toji, I hear you.” You say, caressing his face from behind you.

You opened the door and Toji couldn’t wait anymore. He pushed you up against the wall, nuzzling his face into the back of your neck. You pressed your forehead against the wall in silent anger. If you didn’t calm yourself, you could just kill him right now.

“m’ sorry,” Toji whispered into your hair, placing open-mouthed kisses on your neck.

“Hands off.” You command.

Toji could no longer control his own body. His arms were forced by his sides. Toji whined as he involuntarily stepped away from you.

“Did I not tell you that you wouldn’t get your way?” You state, walking up to Toji, you slap him.

“I just wanna touch you.” Toji rasped, biting his lower lip, his fists tightly closed.

His desire for you is only growing. Your power isn’t doing anything to his desire. He just wants you genuinely. You’re only holding him back physically.

“Please.” Toji whines.

“Let’s go.” You state, walking up the stairs and Toji followed behind you willingly.

You lead Toji into a guest bedroom. He surely did not get the pleasure of going into your room—yet.

You force Toji to take a shower first. There was no way you were fucking him with another woman’s juices on him.

You gave him clothes to put on even though you were going to take them off in a minute or two.

“Get on the bed.” You command.

Toji gets on the bed, and watches as you leave the room for a minute. You come back with clamps…? Nipple clamps.

“Take your shirt off, now.”

Toji gulped. He wouldn’t admit it to you at this specific moment, but he was nervous. He had never done things like this. BDSM? Never. Played with his nipples? Never.

Honestly, you didn’t give a shit if it was his first time or not, he deserved this punishment. Especially if Toji was getting the privilege of being inside your pussy.

Toji took off his shirt.

You squeezed the clamps and they opened and closed when you released pressure on them, they connected with a chain, so you could tug on the chain and it would tug the clamps on his nipples.

“It will hurt at first, and they will ache after.” You warn.

Toji took a deep breath, then nodded.

“I will help soothe the pain for you.” You say, placing the clamps both on at once.

Toji hissed and gripped your arms, his nails digging into your arm. Tiny crescents were left on your skin. You felt no pain.

“If you don’t let go of my arms, I won’t be able to help you, puppy, let go for me. Place them by your sides and don’t move them until I say.” You softly say.

Toji weakly nods, letting go of your arms, placing them by his sides. You eyed your work. Toji’s hair was ruffled, his cheeks lightly dusted pink, his fingers gripping the sheets.

It was time to mess him up more.

You dragged your fingernails down Toji’s stomach, raising goosebumps in their wake. Your fingers grasped his pants and you slid them off.

Through Toji’s boxers you could see pre-cum creating a wet spot on his boxers. Even though he was currently in pain - he was just as hard as before. You pulled his boxers off. Toji hissed as the cold air hit his cock.

You pressed his dick against your cheek, it twitched and glistened in your grip. Your eyes locked onto Toji’s. Toji couldn’t stand your stare. It was too intense. His face was redder now.

Toji’s dick oozed more pre-cum, you chuckled, tapping a finger to the slit of his dick, “You’re thinking about being inside me, hm?”

“Yes—oh yes.” Toji moaned.

“Should I give you what you want, puppy?” You say, running a lone finger down his cock.

“Please, mmh~”

You places kisses down his dick, watching as his hands fist the sheets tightly.

“‘wanna feel you. All of you.” Toji whines.

“I give you permission to touch me. Undress me.” You say.

Toji sits up and and surprises you by very gently undoing your shirt. This man was built like a beast, yet so gentle. Once he gets your shirt off completely, he takes his time to admire you, ignoring his own needs. Toji runs his fingers down your stomach. Toji then undoes your bra with a nervous gulp.

Toji eyes your tits with a curiosity. He reaches for them and cups them in his large hands. You watch him as his pupils dilate. He runs his fingers down your nipples and watch as they harden.

Toji glances up at you before latching his mouth onto your nipple, flicking his tongue across it. You hum, tangling your fingers in Toji’s hair. He watches your reaction as he grazes his teeth across your nipple, you gasp. Toji switches to the other nipple, giving it just as much as attention.

Toji seemed to be in such a daze, that you had to pull him away forcefully.

“I know you want to be buried in my cunt, but you have to finish undressing me first.” You tease.

Toji murmurs apologies and undoes your pants, pulling them off. Toji places kisses down your stomach, giving you butterflies. He places a kiss at your clothed entrance. He pulls your panties down with his mouth.

“Can I?” Toji pleads, and you nod.

“Sit on my face, please.” Toji raspily says.

You pull your panties off completely and sit on Toji’s face so you can see his face. Toji practically dives in like you’re his last meal. Toji had never done something like this, of course he had given oral, but someone sitting on his face would be a no from him. Your thighs were squeezing him in closer and he loved that feeling. He was being suffocated by your sweet scent.

Toji sucked on your clit and watched as you rode his face to an orgasm. It made him want to cum from seeing you cum. Toji thrusted his tongue inside you and you squeezed around his tongue tightly, making him groan. You tangle your fingers into his hair as you finally bring yourself to an orgasm.

Your moans were angelic. Music to his damn ears. He thought it was a shame it ended. Toji wanted to hear more.

You got up from his face and rubbed your clit hovering over his twitching dick, “Your permission to touch me is now gone again.”

“Oh, please, please—aghh!” Toji groaned both with pain and pleasure as you pulled on the chain that was connected to his nipple clamps.

You slowly lowered yourself onto Toji’s cock. Toji whined as you slapped his hands away from your thighs.

“Please let me touch you—mmph!” You kiss his voice away.

You suck on Toji’s tongue, making him twitch inside you. Toji’s gasping for air when you release from the kiss. Toji’s eyes are dazed again, as his hands find their way back to your thighs.

You slap Toji across the face and watch as his cheek turns red. His arms flinch and he places him by his sides again.

“Mmgh, I-I’m sorry! Fuck!” Toji whines, trying thrust up into your warm cunt.

“Such a whiny puppy. Don’t try and take control when I specifically told you not to touch me.” You state, riding him faster.

Toji was getting so fucking high off this feeling. Never in his life had he felt like this. He was louder than you were.

“Oh—sorry, ‘m sorry, sorry! Please, (y/n)~” Toji’s back arches off the bed, his fists clenched so unbearably tight.

“Let me fucking touch you!” Toji cries, as you pull on the chain connected to his nipples.

“Fine.” You say, finally complying with Toji.

Toji’s fingertips felt like fire on your skin. He rubbed his hands up and down your thighs. Pulled on your nipples. Placed gentle shaky kisses on your body. Rubbed your clit ferociously.

You place hickeys down Toji’s body. Especially around his neck. Toji graciously accepted each one with a moan.

The slick of your fucking, made Toji’s eyes roll back. Toji came with that. You pulling on the clamps, you fucking him so good. You weren’t far behind. But, it’d be fun to see him suffer from sensitivity.

Toji squirmed as you continued riding him.

“Please!” Toji whined, gripping your thighs.

Toji did nothing to stop you, though you knew he probably could. This was your weakness - sex.

Toji whined and rasped how he wanted you to stop, but his hands kept guiding you up and down his cock. You came with a cry, Toji smiled peacefully, placing kisses all over your body as you squeezed his cock.

“Best orgasm ever.” You whispered blissfully.

Toji chuckled tiredly. You removed the nipple clamps and Toji groaned. You slowly got up off his dick. You went to warm up a washcloth to clean you both off and you needed to go to the bathroom. When you came back, Toji was fast asleep.

You smiled as you thought about what evil plans you should do to him next. You finished cleaning both yourself and him off, placing the washcloth off to the side table.

As if Toji had sensed you, Toji wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you onto the bed. He snuggled himself in your neck.

You knew he wasn’t asleep.

“You’re going to pay for that. Making me do all the work, when you know damn well you could’ve cleaned yourself off.” You mutter unhappily.

Toji smiled against your neck.

“Whatever you want, you own me now,” Toji whispered.

You sure were glad that you couldn’t get pregnant. That motherfucker would run to a different country if you were.

And you sure as hell wouldn’t let your pet run away without a punishment.

a/n: got a little carried away with this one at a wc of 3.4K. biggest fic yet. ya’ll liked the other toji one, so i made another one. yw. anyway, tired going to sleep.

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k4vehrtz · 4 months

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⸻ YOU'RE A CRISIS OF MY FAITH

. ✦ . starring — dom!top! t. fushiguro / m! reader

warnings — porn with some plot, sacrilege, a copious amount of religious themes, priest! reader, virgin reader ergo loss of virginity, allusion to homophobia / internalised homophobia, unprotected sex, blowjob (r receiving), deepthroating, fingering, riding, creampie, toji lowkey has a corruption kink, use of the nickname 'angel', toji refers to the reader as father once but that is entirely in a religious sense . ✦ . wc — 2.1k . ✦ . notes — we'll all pretend that didn't just happen!! anyway!! i'm so so normal about toji...and !! i don't know what exactly falls under dark content but seeing as this contains sacrilege you've been warned nevertheless. not proof read bc t**blr stressed me out

“what does —” he stops himself mid-sentence to motion upwards, “the big man upstairs think about homosexuality?”

you swallow hard, your adam’s apple bobbing. you hadn’t expected the question, naturally. especially from the likes of toji fushiguro of all people. but you answer anyway. “well,” you murmur, averting your gaze so that you’d stare out the window as the first signs of winter begin to settle in for its extended stay instead of being forced to meet toji’s pointed gaze. “we all are subject to desires that may or may not reflect god’s light, but these desires aren’t sinful unless you act or encourage others to act on them.”

he nods almost absentmindedly in response before following up with: “…even you, i imagine, as a man of god, could fall victim to such desires?”

and you pause for a beat, your jaw tightening as an image escapes the dark recesses of your mind; the neat box you’ve forced what you deemed unpleasant thoughts into.

the man in your mind didn’t look quite like anyone you knew at first. he was just a man without a name or a face — similarly to the world before god’s divine intervention, he too was without form. but then, by chance, you met toji fushiguro and his teenage son. then the man who’d haunt your thoughts began to change.

he was older, weathered by life experiences and parenting, and taller, maybe 6’2, with messy black hair that fell over his brows. his hair reminded you of the cloudless, starless night sky. then there was that scar on the corner of his right lip. you’d imagined yourself on more than one occasion leaning toward him, pressing your lips against it before he’d open his mouth and let you explore the wet cavern.

though you shake your head as if that would dismiss your thoughts, fingers curling defensively around the window’s ledge. “everyone encounters temptation in their day-to-day, but, like god’s son, we must resist.” you counter eventually. “you’re not one for idle chatter.”

“i’m not,” he agrees, his voice smooth, something akin to the feeling of silk against your skin. it gives you goosebumps and makes the hairs stand up. he puts his hands up in mock surrender, his gaze intent. you can feel him burning holes into the back of your head. “you know, i think i’m long overdue for a confession.”

“as you wish.”

“our heavenly father has declared the following in the book of james, chapter five, verse sixteen: ‘therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. the prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective’. now, in the name of the father, and of the son, and of the holy spirit, amen.”

silence — and then toji sucks in a breath, his voice thick with an emotion you can’t quite grasp but has you shifting in your seat on the other side of the confessional booth anyway. you’re, on some level, disgusted by your behaviour. it’s unprofessional at best, or perhaps the beginning of your unravelling at worst. you fear it’s the latter.

“bless me, father, for i have sinned,” the words slide off his tongue with ease, “it has been two months since my last confession.” and your eyes flutter closed, or maybe you forced them closed because you feel no better than a pervert by the way you ache at every sound that comes out of his mouth.

either way, you don’t notice the way the door creaks as toji lets himself out of his side of the confessional booth and opens the door to yours until he’s kneeling in front of you, the pads of his fingers digging into your sides. the skin of his fingers is rough, worn out from the different tasks he takes on to keep himself and megumi afloat, you think. he’s become something of a handyman around town.

“to be honest, father,” he says, now directly addressing you. “i came here fer’ your guidance…you see, i’ve been havin’ thoughts lately that i don’t think align with what god wants.” and you find yourself at a loss, your eyes still closed, though your adam’s apple bobs again as you swallow your suppressed thoughts. “my guidance?” you repeat quietly, “confess your…thoughts…then, and seek forgiveness. it’s not a sin unless you act on those thoughts.”

he lets out a pleased hum at that, leaning forward so that his face is practically buried in your clothed crotch. “so,” he counters, “if my understanding is correct, would it be a sin if i told you to spread your legs f’me?”

you don’t trust yourself to speak right now — not when your thoughts are all muddled. so, you simply nod and toji clicks his tongue. “but sin or not, you’re going to anyway because you and i both know how we feel about each other, right? c’mon, use your big boy words and tell me.”

the smart thing—no, the right thing to do here would be to say no. adamantly deny the lingering touches and glances that the two of you had come to share. affection between two men could only go so far. but then again, you’ve gone so much farther in the safety of your bedroom long after the sun has set. how much longer could you shamelessly show your face to the other members of the church and listen to them confess their deepest secrets to you? you’re parading as a righteous man when you’re anything but.

if it turns out to be as bad of a sin as they say, god will strike you down.

turns out it’s not as bad of a sin as they say — or maybe it is and you’ve yet to receive divine punishment.

“god works in mysterious ways,” you say under your breath but toji hears it anyway. how could he not when you’re in such proximity to each other? you hadn’t meant to say it out loud but it doesn’t matter. and toji (ever the charmer) takes it upon himself to respond, “maybe he brought us together for a reason…or maybe i’m one of lucifer’s lackeys sent to seduce you.”

you make the conscious decision to ignore that which seems to entertain toji even more. he’s ridiculous in ways you can’t fathom. like…the way he’s got your legs spread, back pressed firmly against the wood of the confessional, your thighs trembling as he clicks his tongue, “spread yer’ legs a little wider f’me angel, s’not enough f’me to suck that pretty cock.”

he… he knows what he’s doing. whereas you were clumsy and inexperienced. but, to be fair, you had taken a vow of celibacy when you were twelve.

now, though, you’re experiencing true pleasure for the first time — and with a man, no less. you tilt your head back in what little space the confessional affords you as toji gives your balls tentative touches, maybe light squeezes, as he aligns the head of your leaking cock with his mouth. you’re embarrassed, warmth flooding your cheeks, but you can’t look away. not when this is all you’ve ever wanted.

there’s pre-cum on his lips; your pre-cum. it’s there, as clear as day, and he’s entirely unbothered. all of his attention is on your cock. your cock that’s throbbing as he sucks on it. pre-cum and saliva mixing. it’s all so new to you.

as for him…well isn’t this cute? you’re trying your hardest to stifle those needy moans of yours, he can tell. but no matter how much you bite down on your lower lip or how you press your hands against your mouth those pretty sounds you make always find a way of escaping. part of him, somewhere deep down, feels guilty for corrupting you like this. but perhaps he doesn’t feel guilty enough.

he continues to work on your cock, sucking on it whilst simultaneously fondling with your balls. you’re quivering, rutting your hips forward now and then. occasionally you go too far and it scares you at first — you didn’t mean to push your cock all the way to the back of his throat! ever the unbothered, though, he welcomes it until you’re spurting your load down his throat. and he swallows, utterly content.

then he coos at you, bringing a thumb up to your face, and tracing the outline of your jaw. “don’t worry about me, angel, you’re not going to hurt me. what you’re going to do f’me is let me reposition us so i can see your pretty boy hole, m’kay? my boy can do that f’me, right?”

my boy. the idea of being his. after so long…it only feels right. so, you allow him to readjust your position so that you’re straddling his lap and somewhere in the process you both disregard your clothes.

“you’ve been thinking about my cock? that’s why yer’ hole is winking f’me? all ready to take my cock like a big boy?” he asks and you nod your head eagerly. every word that comes out of his mouth is dirty but your reactions are the icing on the cake. you’re not the quiet, unassuming priest he met by chance all those months back. and to think that he’s the reason why.

well, he doesn’t linger on the thought. you’re impatient, squirming on his thighs in search of friction. but he’d be lying if he said it didn’t get him going and he may be many things but he would not force himself into you without properly preparing you to take him.

so as much as you whine about it, he ultimately takes his time with you. the nearest lubricant happened to be some sort of oil, but he made sure that it was safe to use before coating his fingers in a generous amount. then he oh so carefully drags his finger across your hole. it makes you shudder, but after a few minutes of this, you find yourself unprepared for the stretch of fitting a singular digit in. it hurts and the moment you so much as whimper toji’s pressing his lips against yours. the same lips that were around your cock only moments ago. his lips are gentle, soothing, even.

and he keeps it like that — his lips against yours as he slowly introduces more fingers into your ass. it takes a while but your pained whimpers soon morph into more desperate, filthy little noises as he drags his fingers in and out of your hole before curling them, tips grazing your prostate.

you want it, you decide. his cock, that is. you want his cock in your ass beyond a reasonable doubt. it’s all you need. bouncing on his fingers feels good but you just know that his cock would feel so much better.

“this is a sin, we’re both sinning,” you announce, your words strong but your delivery coming in between laboured gasps as his fingers continue to graze your prostate. “so i expect you to fuck me like you mean it.”

and he doesn’t need to be told twice. with a scoff — one that sounds more amused than annoyed — he pulls his fingers out of you. shaking his head as you whimper at the loss. but it’s soon replaced by something bigger and much thicker. it’s his cock, covered in the same oil, and you almost can’t believe it when he’s aligning it with your entrance, pushing past the tight ring of muscle.

you have to take a few breaks before you fully sink on him with a low groan. he makes you feel so full and he hasn’t even moved yet. and when you take it upon yourself to ride him you revert to the softheaded boy he makes you out to be.

your movements are clumsy — mediocre, you’re sure of it. but toji doesn’t intervene. he simply leans back, big, warm hands on your hips, while you figure out your rhythm. and after a few failed attempts you find one that works for both of you. it feels good, it feels great even. his hard cock filling you to the brim while you all but mindlessly bounce on his cock, your walls clenching around his throbbing length.

you’re going to cum soon, you’re sure of it. and when you do eventually watch through teary eyes as your cock spurts ropes of cum onto his stomach you’re not surprised whatsoever. toji, however, takes a lot longer to cum. you’ve probably cum at least two more times by the time toji takes control, his grip on your hips tightening as he angles you just the right way to hit your prostate with each thrust of his hips upwards. your toes curl, eyes half-lidded, and you just barely acknowledge the warmth of his semen in your ass.

all you can think of, and just barely manage to stutter out is: “you’ve fucked me,” and he stares up at you with a smug smile, chest heaving as he copes with his orgasm that has been a long time coming, “yeah, i’ve fucked yer’ pretty boy hole.”

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