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nanaslutt · 5 months

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Dear Nana, may I ask for exhibitionist!NB!Reader groping Choso under his clothes in a quiet hallway at Jujutsu High?? ?

contains: no pronouns or gendered features used for reader, established relationship, exhibitionism, voyeurism, teasing, dirty talk, hand jobs, Choso cums in his pants, nipple play, cum eating

MDNI

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The halls of Jujutsu high were silent, save for the birds singing to each other that could be heard through the cracked windows, tangling with the rustling of the wind through the trees, yelling and laughing of students and teachers enjoying the picnic outside; and of course, Choso's loud breaths.

The two of you stood in a corner of the hallway in some building of Jujutsu High, completely out in the open as the both of you stood facing the large windows that cutoff at the average persons waist. Giving you the perfect opportunity to stand behind Choso's large frame and slide your hands in his pockets, digging deep into the cloth as you found his stiff cock hiding behind his boxers and groped him through the material.

To any passersby who walked behind you, it would simply appear as if one partner was embracing the other lovingly; and that was the case of course, but they would also be missing crucial information about the scene in front of them— that being the not safe for work activities your hands were performing in his pants.

Thankfully the school should be completely vacant. The teachers thought it would be a good moral booster to bring the staff and students of Jujutsu High together for a get-together. Clearly, the idea was a good idea as you and Choso watched everyone mingle and laugh together. You thought the idea was brilliant also, after all, it gave you and Choso the perfect excuse to slip away, who would notice two people missing in a crowd of dozens of people?

You had told Choso you needed help getting more ice for everyone, so of course he had no reason to decline, especially not with the way you tangled your fingers with his; in front of everyone; and dragged him away into the privacy of one of Jujutsu highs many buildings. When you stopped him in the corner of the hallway and pressed him agaisnt the window using your body behind him, he relished in the feeling of you slipping your hands into his pockets affectionately, his chest blossoming with warmth as he felt you rest your cheek against the side of his back and people-watch your peers.

What he hadn't expected, was you pressing your fingers against the insides of his sensitive thighs in his pockets, raking your fingers against the skin there as you occasionally bumped the digits into his soft cock. He didn't think you were doing it on purpose at first, so he kept quiet, just nodding at your words when you said something about how nice it was to see everyone happy for a change. Quickly he realized your fingers teasing his most sensitive spots was no accident.

He came to this conclusion when you slotted one of your thighs between his legs from behind them, pressing your thigh into his balls and pushing the length between his legs closer to your wandering hands, as you used one to wrap around it through his boxers and begin to squeeze lightly, using the other to simply pet and scratch at his thigh.

His abs clenched under the ministrations of your hand, his body jerking as his hands came to steady himself on the windowsill. "Oh, I know~" You cooed, "It's just so overwhelming seeing all these positive emotions from everyone huh?" You cooed, playing dumb as you watched from the corner of your eye as he clenched his jaw and squeezed his eyes shut, making no moves to stop what you were doing to him. "It just makes you feel so..good." You emphasized the last word by squeezing his cock tighter in your hand, making him breathe heavily out through his nose.

Choso whispered out your name, tilting his head ever so slightly to the side to crack his eyes open to look at you. "No, no, don't look at me baby, you need to take all this in~ it's such a rare sight after all." You said, nodding your chin up at him, signaling him to look back out at the people sitting on the lawn blankets. Choso felt a heat start to blossom in his pelvis the longer you groped him over his pants, he tried to keep his eyes open on the people outside, but the realization that he was doing something so filthy right in the open in front of all these innocent people was making him embarassed, averting his eyes.

"I'm going through all this trouble.." You started, sliding your hands out of his pockets as you slowly slid one under the band of his pants and boxers alike, the other sliding up his loose shirt to scratch over his abs and end up pinching his sensitive nipples. "..to give you this lovely view, it hurts my feelings that you aren't even looking." You said, faux hurt lacing your tone as you wined out the words. "I'm sorry," Choso replied under his breath, giving his crotch one last glance before he looked up and out the window.

"Yeah, good boy." Your words send blood rushing to his cock. His already hard member could do nothing but twitch as you finally wrapped your soft hand around his cock. The skin-on-skin contact felt words better than the groping over his clothes, but he still wasn't able to get over the embarrassment he was feeling. "This feels.." He started, opening and closing his mouth in a gasp.

"Good?" You finished for him, smiling as you rubbed your cheek into his back affectionately. He whined when you rubbed his tip around in your palm, focusing on just the head of his cock as you swirled and swirled your palm over it, his pre being rubbed over the head of his dick creating quiet squelching sounds under his clothes. If someone got too close they might be able to make the sounds out, ultimately giving you away.

"Embarrassing.." Choso corrected you, looking briefly at how Yuuji was interacting with his loving friends before averting his gaze to the trees. He didn't want Yuuji to see him like this, what would he think of him if he saw his older brother in this state? If anyone saw him in this state for that matter. "Hmm? It's embarrassing? Why?" You asked, pouting your lip at him. You stroked his warm cock faster, no longer focusing on just the tip as you stroked the entirety of his length up and down in his boxers. "W-what if someone sees?" His deep voice questions, making you hum in response.

You decide you're not done teasing him. "See's what?" You ask, playing coy. Choso's body jerked when your hand under his shirt started flicking his nipple rapidly, treating it like a clit. One of his hands came up to press over his mouth as he moaned shamelessly into it, the sound coming out muffled. His eyes rolled back in his head when you sped up your stroking on his dick; the combined stimulation was making his legs shake.

You pressed your knee harder against his balls, feeling his thighs squeeze around the appendage. The veins on his hands protruded out from under his pale skin, showing themselves off as he griped the windowsill for dear life. "What are they going to see, Choso?" You repeated, "Hmm?" The squelching from under his pants would now be noticeable to anyone within a 10-foot radius. He was dripping so much pre onto your hand it felt like he had cum already.

"U-us" He responded, the sound coming out muffled due to his hand covering his mouth. Choso's eyes flitted over to watch the group of people enjoying themselves on the lawn to make sure they still weren't looking before he quickly averted his eyes back to the vacant woods that surrounded the school. "What are we doing Choso?" You pushed him, feeling your own neediness start to become more apparent the more you teased him. He whimpered at your words, his nails digging into the wood of the delicate window's edge.

You abandoned the flicking on his nipples to slide your hand out of his shirt and grab his wrist, pulling it away from your mouth as you twisted it behind his back and held it in your own. "Y-ou jerking me o-off." He responded, a little too loudly. You don't actually know what you would do if someone caught the two of you. You doubted you would be fired, especially with how well-loved you were here, but the unknowing thrill sent a tingle down your spine, making your face heat up.

Although you couldnt find yourself to care all that much about the 'what ifs' when Choso was so obviously about to fall off the enge and into his orgasm. "Is that what I'm doing?" You whispered, your own breath picking up with his as his head tipped backa and his jaw fell open as gasps and moans fell freely into the empty hall. "I'm jerking you off right now? In front of everyone?" You continued. "If even one person looks in this direction, they'll see your fucked out expression through the window."

Your words were doing wonders on his body, his hand that was gripping the windowsill came to wrap around your wrist as you jerked him off vigorously under his pants. He wobbled on shaky legs, trying to keep himself upright as he felt his orgasm creep up on him. "Do you want that Choso? You want someone to watch me make you cum in your pants right now? Huh?" You moaned, kissing his back as you squeezed your hand holding his tighter in comfort.

"No-no Agh-" He groaned, shaking his head back and forth. "No?" You replied, putting more attention on his sensitive tip, you ran your thumb across the head on every swipe, making him gasp. "O-only you, I only want you to see me like th-is." He moaned. His shameless words made you feel hot all over, you swear your face was as red and flushed as the tip of his cock right now. "Yeah? Just for me baby?" You moaned, talking him up to his orgasm.

"Shit- g-gonna-" He wined, gripping your wrist that was jerking him off harder. This made it significantly harder to move your hand over him but you knew he couldn't help it. Fighting through the cramp you felt coming on, you jerked him steadily as his orgasm crashed over him. "Yeahhh~ Cum for me Cho~ Cum for me-" You encouraged. His body was wracked with tremors it was a miracle he stayed standing upright. You swore you could feel his balls twitch against your knee as rope after rope of his seed was released into his boxers.

He grunted into the open space, squeezing his eyes shut as he came into your hand. You continued stroking and praising him through his high, prolonging the already intense orgasm. When Choso felt his soul find his body once more, he took a deep breath into his lungs and sighed. Your stroking had slowed and eventually ceased when his hand released its hold on your wrist. You pulled soaked hand out from his boxers and held it out in front of him, relishing in the way your hand glistened under the lights.

Using your hand that was intertwined with his behind his back, you pulled on it and spun him around. You pressed your knee between his, softer this time, as you forced his ass back against the windowsill. Both of his large hands came to grip your wrists as he looked into your eyes with a flushed face, still breathing heavily. You placed one of your hands on his chest, and reached the other hand drenched in his cum up to his face, holding it out in front of his mouth.

"Clean up your mess for me, would you?" You asked sweetly, batting your eyelashes up at him as you tilted your head to the side. Begrudgingly, he opened up his mouth and stuck his tongue out, pressing the appendage against your warm skin, he licked the salty liquid up from your fingers and swallowed, cringing at the taste. He didn't understand how you always swallowed up his cum after giving him head like it was the most delicious thing in the world. "How do you taste baby?" You giggled, noticing his dismay as you pulled your hand away and licked the rest of his cum off, swallowing it yourself as you placed your hand against his solid chest, joining the other one.

"Bitter." He said, his face scrunching up in displeasure. You released a hearty laugh, leaning in to leave a short kiss against his lips. "You get used to it." You smiled at him. "You did so well for me Cho~" You cooed after a beat of admiring his post orgasm face. "Let's go get you cleaned up so we can get back to that picnic, I need at least 5 more of those cookies Shoko made." Choso smiled, nodding in agreement; Shoko made a mean cookie. Shifting uncomfortably between his feet feeling the wetness in his pants start to cool off, he let you hold his hand in your own, and drag him off to your room to get him some spare pants.

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fushigowo · 2 years

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𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 | 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈

⇢ ˗ˏˋ PAIRING: serial killer!toji x assassin!fem!reader

⇢ ˗ˏˋ SYNOPSIS: in your organization, you are known as the infamous assassin who targets those who are corrupt and those who ruin society. you’ve been assigned to kill your next target, a serial killer who’s known for murdering and torturing criminals.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ WARNINGS: graphic depictions of violence and murder, mentions of torture, blood, enemies with benefits, rough sex, choking, size kink, overstimulation, oral sex, knife kink, blood kink, gun kink, fingering, mirror sex, cervix fucking, multiple orgasms, blind play, bratty toji, sub to dom reader, y/n is a maneater, mentions of shoko x reader, kinda dark content

⇢ ˗ˏˋ NOTE: this is kinda slow burn since there are a lot of scenes that include the plot so patience pls the smut will come as u read along. i also want to write a switch!reader but leaning into dom so yeah, y/n has toji on his knees

PART I ➸ PART II

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” the man underneath you groans as you ride on top of him.

You try to hide any hint of disgust and contempt on your face as you carry on riding him.

The worst part about your job is that you had to seduce every single one of your target in order to have better access in killing them. You had to disguise yourself in a different woman each time you seduce and have sex with people that you have to kill. You could’ve think of a better method other than seducing them, but you find it amusing that they’re so easy and so eager for you, and you wanted to have control over them. Other than that, most men that you were assigned to kill either have wives and kids or fiancées or girlfriends, meaning they will do anything in their power to hide the fact that they’re sleeping with another woman. That’s what makes it easier.

You’ve assassinated numerous targets before and yet they’re still having a hard time investigating your true identity since you’re that good at hiding and disguising yourself. Every time you encounter a news about your targets being found dead, the organization you’re in would praise you.

The fun thing about your job is receiving praise and the thrill of killing those who ruin the society that you and the organization want to fix.

You roll your eyes heavenwards before you get off the man. You pick up your panties and long party dress and thigh sheath that has your bowie knife.

“You told the security to deactivate the cameras, right?” you ask, not taking a glance at him. “Wouldn’t want your wife and kids to find out about your… infidelity,” you chuckle.

“They’re not gonna find out about this. And yes, I told security to deactivate the cameras in and out of the room,” the man says.

God, what an asshole.

“Good,” you whisper before pouncing on him and holding down the bed by the neck.

The man squirms underneath you and looks at you with shock and wide eyes. His constant squirming made you irritated, causing you to take the lamp on the nightstand and knock him hard enough to make him unconscious. It takes you several strikes on the head to finally knock him out.

You let out a deep breath before taking the rope that you hid under the bed earlier. You drag your victim’s body down to the floor so you can position him sitting on the chair before tying him up. Torturing would be easy since you knocked him unconscious but before that, you had to do the most important thing first and that is: getting rid of any evidences that might expose you.

You take the duct tape from you purse and put it over your victim’s mouth and decides to clean as you wait for him to wake up.

Minutes after cleaning, you hear muffled screams and groans from the bedroom, which made you grin. You didn’t bother putting any clothes except your undergarments and surgical gloves covering your hands. You give the man a sinister grin before walking closer towards him.

You take your knife and slowly slicing his throat from ear to ear, severing the windpipe and jugular. Blood starts squirting out of your victim’s neck, splashing on your body and face, making you groan. Now, this is the worst part of your job.

“Fuck,” you mumble before sighing and walking towards the bathroom. “I hate this part.”

“Good job on another successful assassination, Y/N!” Your colleague, Gojo Satoru, greets you with a smile and hands you a glass of wine.

“Thanks, Satoru,” you smile at him.

“How’s your relationship with Shoko?” he asks, making you raise an eyebrow. Satoru flashes you a confused look before saying, “Oh, come on. Almost everyone in the organization knows that the two of you are dating.”

“I’m not in a relationship with Shoko,” you say and sip on your wine. “We’re not dating, we’re just fucking. You know, friends with benefits thing or whatever the fuck they call it.”

“You two would’ve been a hot couple, you know,” he chuckles.

You don’t disagree with him though. Sometimes you’d think about how you and Shoko would make such a powerful couple in the organization but the both of you never thought about making it official, let alone dating each other. The both of you are too busy with work and you have different priorities to think about. It’s unclear whether or not you have feelings for Shoko. Sure, you’re attracted to her but calling it love is not your thing. So does Shoko. It’s better to leave it than making it clear for the both of you since it will make your situation even more complicated. Besides, she even told you that she’s not interested in a relationship. She just needs someone to satisfy her, so do you.

Your conversation with Satoru didn’t last when you were suddenly called by the head of the organization, Yaga Masamichi. Usually when he calls you in his office, he’s assigning you for another mission. You’re always the first choice whenever the mission involves killing someone. You’re the most skilled assassin in the organization after all.

“Another mission?” you ask.

“Yes. Are you up for it?”

“If the reward is double than the last mission, then yes,” you reply with a smile on your face. “Who’s the target?”

You sit down on the chair adjacent to Yaga’s desk where he’s sitting and reading a file.

“A serial killer,” he starts, “you’ve probably heard of him. The media calls him The Vigilante Hero, pretty cute for a serial killer name. He’s infamous for murdering criminals. This killer always leaves his signature on the bodies of his victims, his initial: Zen’in Toji, but he goes by Fushiguro Toji. After I met with him and gave him the money, I stalked him personally.”

You stand up and walks towards Yaga’s desk where you lean to read the file of said killer.

There’s not much information about him except for the victims he had killed and several pictures that Yaga took while he was stalking him. You’re guessing around 30-40 victims based on the pages of the file. That’s close to the number of victims you’ve assassinated. What you don’t understand is why would Yaga want you to assassinate this killer? If he kills criminals such as abusers, pedophiles, rapists, then that’s no different from your job, which js assassinating corrupt officials and authorities with a higher position and those who have power. The better option in this case would be to recruit this said killer in the organization. But if he is recruited, how would you get your money prize? You don’t believe in the saying, “Money can’t buy you happiness.”

“Why do you want me to kill him?” you ask. “We can just recruit him in the organization. What he’s doing is not different from ours.”

Yaga sighs before handing you the file.

“I already tried. Turns out this killer hates how we run this organization,” he says. “He says he doesn’t want to work in an organization with too much rules. He likes doing things his own way and working alone. I don’t agree with the way he does things and this organization can do what he’s doing in a much… cleaner way. I also paid him a huge amount of money so he keeps his mouth shut about the organization. I want the money back so, eliminate him.”

“So, the reason why you want me to kill him is because he didn’t want to join the organization? And you want the money that you gave to him back?” you chuckle. “Pretty bullshit reason, if you ask me. You know, I kinda don’t wanna waste my time on this so… ask Suguru instead.”

You stand up and put down the file on Yaga’s table. You turn your back against him and walk towards the door.

“The money I gave him is 50 million. You’ll be the one to get the money if you successfully assassinated him.”

“I’m in!” you cheer.

After consulting with Yaga, you take your time to study the files that he handed to you earlier to better understand your next target. He mostly kills criminals and tortures them to death via gauging their eyes out; cutting their tongue; severing their fingers; amputation, usually by the arms and legs; and cutting their reproductive organs off. At some point, his victims are from provinces and urban areas, some are from secluded areas. You guessed that the killer might’ve tracked his victims down since they’re all at random places. However, most of his victims are from the urban areas, around 25 victims.

“Any features you want to tell me?” you wondered why he hasn’t described this killer’s appearance yet.

“When he and I met up, he was wearing a mask that covers half of his face and a cap,” he says. “What I can tell is that he has green eyes, tall and muscular—might be a hard target for you to kill.”

“Green eyes are rare, right?” you ask.

“Indeed. The man is located in this area of the city,” Yaga points on the map, which you lean over to look at. “I’ve stalked him for over a week and he often comes in a coffee shop in the area. Apparently, there’s only one coffee shop near. He also visits orphanages and animal shelters in the weekends to volunteer—”

“He sounds like a good person though,” you say.

“A good person who tortures people to death.”

“People who are criminals, which is what we do,” you say before standing up. “To be honest with you, I don’t want to kill whoever this man is, but I still want the 50 million from him. Would it be alright if I just take the money from him and let him go?”

“I would’ve done that but this man won’t let that money go,” Yaga sighs. “You think I would ask you to eliminate him if it would be easy to get the money back?”

“Why did you even give it to him in the first place?” you groan.

“To keep his mouth shut about the organization.”

“Fine,” you sigh. “Okay. Let me get this straight—my next target is Zen’in Toji, goes by Fushiguro Toji. He lives in a populated city; often goes to a coffee shop near his home; and volunteers in orphanages and animal shelters during weekends. He’s around 6’3 or something? Green eyes, and black hair. He murders criminals such as pedophiles, human traffickers, rapists, abusers, etc. He kills them via death by torture and usually leaves his victims bodies in secluded areas, mostly in fields, and leave his initials on their bodies.”

“That’s all there is,” Yaga says. “Keep in mind that this next target of yours won’t be easy than the previous ones. You can ask Suguru to help you if you find this mission difficult.”

“No, thanks. I want that 50 million for myself,” you smile.

It didn’t take long for you and the organization to finally take action in the new mission, which is eliminating Fushiguro Toji—referred by the media as The Vigilante Hero. Shoko and Yaga helped you when it comes to coming up with a plan in order to make this mission successful. Despite being the most skilled in the Technology Unit of the organization, Shoko is also the brains, meaning she’s the one who often comes up with the plans in missions. Not only that but she’s also the doctor in charge in the Medical Unit.

You truly admire Shoko for her skills and hard work. You won’t deny that she’s someone who you’d want to have a relationship with some day. But the two of you already agreed that the both of you isn’t interested in having a relationship.

The only thing you didn’t have help with is your disguise. The others leave you when it comes to coming up with your own pseudonym since it is something you’re truly good at—other than assassinating someone.

Now, you’re disguised as someone who’s lost in the part of the city with your guitar case strapped on your back, which actually consists of your guns and weapons. You wear a trench coat that reaches down your lower legs to cover up the suit that you usually wear when assassinating someone. Of course, acting is also a requirement.

It’s Saturday, meaning your target will either be at the orphanage or the animal shelter. You had to go to the animal shelter first and fortunately, he was there. A tall and muscular man wearing black long sleeves and pants. You catch a glimpse of his green eyes and a scar on the left side of his mouth, must be a souvenir that one of his victims left him.

One thing for sure is, he’s fucking hot. Fushiguro Toji might’ve been the hottest man you’ve ever targeted. You should thank Yaga for assigning you to kill this extremely handsome man.

“Hey,” you call out. “Uhm, do you know where this coffee shop is? I’m supposed to meet someone there but I kinda got lost,” you chuckle awkwardly.

“Not from here, huh?” he asks with a smile on his face.

God, his voice is enough to make you rub your thighs together.

“Nope,” you say. “I’m about to move in this area so I’m familiarizing myself in this new environment.”

“I see,” he mumbles. “Want me to give you a tour?”

“That would be appreciated. Thank you, mister…?”

“Fushiguro. You can just call me Toji,” he smiles. “No need to get formal.”

For the rest of the afternoon, Toji drags you around the area of the city where he really gives you a tour. He told you about the neighbourhood, the orphanage, the animal shelter, and the people. He’s actually nice to most of his neighbours. He greets them a good day; gives snacks to the kids in the playground; and almost everyone in the area likes him. To be honest, you were starting to like him, too. Toji is fun and witty despite his intimidating—very intimidating looks. You would sometimes think if he’s putting on a mask, like how psychopaths are showing off their nice demeanor so they can manipulate and use people around them. But something in you feels like Toji’s just genuinely nice to others. Not when it comes to criminals though.

“Let me guess, you play in a band?” he asks.

“Well, obviously,” you chuckle, so did he. “Okay. What about you, what’s your work?”

The smile on Toji’s lips suddenly fades. He sighs before saying, “Let’s just say I help people.”

“What kind of help, specifically?” you ask.

“Well, that’s none of your business now, sweetheart,” he smiles before standing up. “I had a great time though. Come visit me sometimes,” he says and then leaves.

You didn’t realize that the two of you had been talking for hours in the coffee shop that the only one left there is you and the person in charge is finally asking you to leave now since they’re about to close. You hurriedly strap the guitar case on your back and sprint along the streets to catch up on your target. The rain starts to get your clothes soaked and your vision to become unclear.

It’s a shame you had to kill him. You actually like him a lot, but you still want that 50 million from him.

Standing in the middle of the sidewalk, surrounded by people and clothes soaking wet, you had lost vision of your target. Luckily for you, Yaga told you where his apartment is located. You didn’t waste any time and make your way to Toji’s apartment. Fortunately, you have a convincing reason to tell if he ever asked you why you had followed him to his apartment.

The walk to Toji’s apartment wasn’t that long from the coffee shop. Your clothes are fully soaked as well as your purple-colored wig. When you got to Toji’s unit, you didn’t hesitate to knock. You hear his muffled words through the door until he opens it, revealing him wearing a black shirt and baggy white pants and a towel hanging on his shoulder. His hair is wet, indicating that he had just finished showering.

“What are you doing here?” he asks.

“Oh, I—uh, I didn’t know where else to go and it’s raining hard,” you stutter. This wasn’t even acting anymore. You’re stuttering because you can’t seem to take your glance off his well-toned body.

“Anyway, I followed you here since I—I don’t know anyone here except you,” you say. “Am I being creepy or something?”

“A bit,” he chuckles. “I don’t mind if you stay until the rain stops.” Toji opens the door wider to let you win. You give him a thanks and a smile before entering his cozy unit.

“You can use the shower there. I’ll bring you some clothes you can use,” he says.

Wow. Do I really want to kill him?

“That would be great. Thanks, Toji,” you smile.

You go to the bathroom and slip your clothes off as well as your wig. You had to keep a knife with you as you shower comfortably since you’re still inside of a serial killer’s house.

Who knows what he might do to you. But then again, he only kills criminals and he’s still not suspicious of you that you had also killed numerous people before. If the mission fails somehow and you get killed, it would be a big loss for the organization since you’re their best one yet. You think Suguru might be a great replacement for your position but you still don’t want to give that position to someone else yet. One thing for sure is, you are not going to let yourself get killed in this mission. Despite Toji’s wit and nice demeanor, your mind is still fixed on your main goal and that is getting the 50 million from him and eliminating him.

You hear Toji from outside saying that he left the towel and clothes outside the door. You yell back and said thanks before washing yourself. After showering, you wear Toji’s clothes that are so big and baggy for you that the hem of his shirt reaches down your thighs.

“I don’t wanna be rude but… is this the smallest clothes you have?” you ask, presenting yourself.

“Yep, that’s it,” he mumbles. “You can stay here for the night. The rain isn’t gonna stop ‘til tomorrow morning.”

You notice his cheeks turning red, which made you smirk. Toji quickly take his glance off of you before heading to his room. Now, your assassination isn’t complete if you didn’t use your seduction skills. It becomes easier to murder someone if they’re head over heels for you.

“Toji?” you call out to him. “How old are you?”

“Why do you wanna know?” he asks and leans on the wall by his side.

“Just curious,” you shrug.

“35.”

“Really? I thought you’d be older than that,” you chuckle and sit down on the couch. “Would you fuck someone who’s 7 years younger than you?”

The smile on Toji’s lips fade and he walks towards you, making you smirk. The man lean forward with his hand on the arm rest of the couch and the other on the back rest. Now, you find yourself caged between him and the wall.

“Don’t start something like this,” he mumbles.

“What if I want to? What if I want to fuck you, Toji?” you smile as you rub your thighs together. “Fuck.”

“Ask me if I want to fuck you.”

“Do you wanna fuck me?” you ask, the smile still visible on your face.

Toji doesn’t give you an answer and roughly presses his lips onto yours. Your hands make their way to his neck, clinging to him while his hands explore your body, your waist, your thighs, your ass. You wrap your legs around Toji’s waist, not breaking the kiss. You’re small compared to him, which was easier for him to lift you up. Toji sits on the couch this time while you settle on his lap.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” you whisper before kissing him again.

You can feel Toji’s hard cock beneath his sweatpants. You didn’t hesitate to grind your hips against his bulge, making him moan in your kisses. Toji leaves your lips and his kisses travels down to your jaw, then to your neck, leaving marks and nibbles. As you grind your hips on his cock, Toji is busy ravaging your collarbone and neck.

“Touch me,” you whisper. “Touch me down there, please,” you beg.

“You have to beg more than that,” he chuckles as he lightly grazes his fingertips on your clothed cunt.

“Please, please, Toji! Touch me, please… want you to touch me!” you cry and beg as if you’re pleading for your life.

The more Toji lightly touches your aching pussy, the more you crave for him to touch you. No man had ever made you feel like what Toji’s making you feel right now. You had never craved your target’s touches before. It is them who crave yours. But with Toji, you find yourself pleading for him instead of you being plead to. It’s an unfamiliar feeling, and might be hard for you since you’re the one drowning in his touch.

You hear Toji’s chuckles before he lifts the hem of the shirt you’re wearing, revealing your soaked panties. Toji’s callous fingers pulls your panties to the sides until you feel him rub your slit.

“You’re soaking wet for me, doll,” he whispers on your ear that sent shivers down your spine.

“More… want more, please,” you whimper.

Toji doesn’t hesitate to make you lay down on your back on the couch as he settles himself between your thighs. Your vision went to the cushions above your head, making sure that what you had put earlier when Toji wasn’t looking is still there. Your thoughts are suddenly cut when Toji tells you to remove the shirt you’re wearing. You immediately obey him and now you’re only wearing your bra and panties.

“Fuck,” he mumbles. “You’re so fucking hot.”

Toji pulls your panties to the sides, fully removing it and leaving it on the floor.

“Oh! F-fuck!” you moan when you suddenly feel Toji’s warm tongue make contact with your folds. Your hands instinctively make their way down to his hair as you spread your legs wider.

Toji grips the back of your thighs to spread your legs open as he devours your cunt so aggressively that the lewd and slurping noises he’s making fills the entire room, accompanied by your moans and whimpers while you beg for him to give you more. Toji’s tongue alternates by licking, sucking, and going in your wet folds. He’s so good at it that you’re gripping his hair so tight and your legs start quivering.

“You taste so good,” he chuckles, which sent vibrations to your aching cunt, making you arch your back.

“Shit, I’m gonna—I’m gonna cum, Toji! ‘m so close! Oh, fuck!” you moan as you feel yourself getting closer and closer into climax. Your hands are gripping Toji’s hair, legs quivering, and back arching from the pleasure he’s giving you.

This isn’t right. He’s supposed to be the one who’s drowning in your touch, not the other way around or else you’re gonna have a hard time killing him.

“Cum for me. C’mon, cum for me, slut,” he mumbles before sucking your sopping cunt that made you shriek as you feel yourself releasing your juices around Toji’s mouth. The man continues to lick and suck you, not caring that you already came, making your mind clouded with pleasure.

“Fuck, fuck—that’s e-enough, you asshole,” you mumble as you reach for your bowie knife under the cushions above your head. Your fingers are still shaking yet you managed to grip the handle and point it under Toji’s chin, making him look up at you.

The man gives you a smirk, not caring about the sharp knife under his chin that could kill him any time.

“I knew that fucker sent someone,” he says, the smirk still on his lips.

Toji’s callous hand grips yours that is holding the dagger and pins it on the couch while his other hand circles around your neck. The knife in your hands didn’t fall from your grip. Instead, your other hand takes it from the one Toji’s gripping and pointed it back to his throat. Now, you’re threatening him with your dagger pointed on his throat and his callous hands around your neck, his hips in between your legs.

“Stab me and I’ll fucking choke you to death,” he mumbles.

“This is kinda hot, don’t you think?” you chuckle.

Before Toji could react, you let go of your knife, making him raise an eyebrow as if he’s trying to figure out why’d you let go of your only weapon against him. Your right hand holds his left arm and your other hand reaches for his right shoulder. You quickly set your left foot on his hip and turn your body. Your right leg reaches up his right shoulder and you wrap your left leg around his neck to reach for his right shoulder. You move so swift and fast that Toji finds himself being held against the floor with both of your legs around him and your hands gripping his arm that you could easily break.

Without letting go of him, you reach for your knife. Little did you know that Toji had already found a weapon to caught you off guard. His free hand reaches towards an empty glass bottle. He didn’t hesitate to slam the bottle against your head, breaking it into bits, making you grit your teeth in pain. With your head spinning, you quickly move up and wear your panties again before reaching for your knife and guitar case where your weapons are.

Before Toji could reach you, you swing the guitar case towards him, creating a loud thud from the hard case that hit his head. Toji mumbles something, his legs wobbling that made him stumble down the floor. You didn’t hesitate to take a loaded Glock 17 and point it on his forehead as you sit on his abdomen.

Toji’s breathing is shallow as he stares at you with dark eyes.

“The man you were with,” you said. “He gave you money worth 50 million, is that right? Give me all of it then I’ll spare you.”

“You’re hot,” he smirks.

You scoff before firing the gun at the nearest window.

The shattering of the glass caused Toji to grit his teeth, knowing that he has to pay for the damages. But that is the least of his worry, now that he’s being held at gun point underneath a skilled assassin. A hot one at that, he thinks.

You point the gun at his forehead again, saying that you will shoot him right in the head this time.

“I gave it away,” he says. “I gave the half to the animal shelter and orphanage. I kept the other half for myself. Do you still want it?”

Fuck.

“I still have to kill you,” you mumble, but before you could pull the trigger, a thought came to your mind. “After you fuck me.” you grin.

“After what you did to my house?” Toji settles himself up using his elbows and gives you a smirk that caused you to rub your thighs together. “I might as well, slut.”

Toji kisses you roughly and carries you towards his bedroom, dropping you down the soft mattress. He quickly removes his shirt, showing his well-toned and muscular body as if it was carved by the gods themselves. Toji removes your bra and panties before lifting you up to sit on his lap. You press your lips against his as his hands wander around your body. The warmth in Toji’s hands send shivers down your spine, his mouth travels down to your tits, nibbling and sucking your nipple, making you moan.

Toji’s hand moves down to your aching cunt, his fingers rubbing your slit. You hum and moan as you feel his fingers going inside your wet folds. His fingers are long that it reaches your sensitive spot, which made you clench around him.

“Oh, god. You’re lucky—ah—you’re hot,” you chuckle. You couldn’t stop yourself from grinding your hips along his fingers.

The squelching noises that your pussy is making against Toji’s fingers fill the room along with your heavy breaths and moans. The man hears you whimper against the crook of his neck and your fingers digging down his flesh, he feels your folds tightening around his fingers, indicating that you’re close to cumming.

Toji’s fingers went in a rapid pace, making you let out a hoarse cry. You’re so close that your toes are curling and your nails are digging on his back that would surely leave marks. You’re breathing so hard as you grind your hips against him, trying to chase your high but as soon as you’re so close to cumming, Toji pulls his fingers out of your soaking pussy. You heard him chuckle before he brings his fingers to his lips and licking it clean.

“What—what the fuck,” you pant against him. “Don’t f-fucking play with me, asshole.”

“I wanna try something,” he says and lays you down the mattress and picks up your knife. “You up for it?”

“Go ahead.”

Toji grins at you then holding you in place in front of the floor mirror. He settles you down in between his legs. One hand holds the knife and the other spreads your legs wide, showing your soaking cunt on the mirror. Toji presses his chest on your back, making you feel his hard cock from behind. You think it’s unfair how he gets to have control over you. You might as well pay him back later.

Toji presses the handle of the knife against your slit, rubbing the cold material on your wet folds that sends shivers down your spine, which made you arch your back at the cold feeling. You tilt your head back on Toji’s shoulder but he had a reason why he settles you in front of the floor mirror. Toji’s callous hand grips your jaw, making you look back at yourself on the mirror with half-lidded eyes.

“Put it in me. Please, Toji—fuck—just fuck me with it, please!” you beg. Your hand travels down to his that is holding the knife and you attempt to make him press harder against your folds.

“Patience, slut,” he chuckles. “That’s what you get for ruining my house.”

Toji’s hold around the blade of your knife tightens in his hands, causing his palm to release blood. He grits his teeth at the pain yet it was the last thing in his mind, now that he’s slowly plunging the handle of the knife inside your pussy.

The blood dripping from Toji’s palm soaks the sheets of his bed yet he paid no attention to it. Your hand grips his thigh when he thrusts the handle in and out of your pussy in a slow manner. You stare at the mirror with half-lidded eyes at the sight of your pussy being fucked by the handle of your knife. You let out a hoarse cry, followed by your pleas for Toji to make his pace faster. The man, however, chuckles under his breath as he stares at the lewd sight on the mirror.

“Fuck, you’re going crazy over a fucking knife? You’re that desperate to cum, huh?” he whispers as he thrusts the handle in a faster pace, which made you throw your head back. Toji’s other hand grips your jaw to make you look back at yourself on mirror. “Don’t fucking look away, slut.”

His pace became rapid, that your pussy is creating lewd and squelching noises around the handle of the knife. You catch a glimpse of Toji’s blood spilling the white fabric of the sheets yet you didn’t pay any attention to it. Your walls clench around the wooden handle of the knife as you feel yourself getting closer to cumming again. Your toes are curling and your nails are digging on Toji’s thighs. His other hand is holding your jaw in place to make you watch yourself getting fucked by a knife on the mirror.

“Shit! Toji! ‘m close—so close, fuck!” you moan as you squirm against Toji’s arms.

The man scoffs and pulls out the knife from your pussy, making you cry and yell at him for stopping. Toji pushes you down the mattress and holds both of you hands on top of your head before inserting the handle of the knife in your pussy again, not caring that the wound in his palm his getting deeper. Toji thrusts the handle in your aching cunt so fast and deep that your back starts aching and your eyes rolling at the back of your head.

“Ngh! Oh, my god, Toji! ‘m cumming, ‘m cumming—fuck!” you shriek as you cum, spilling your juices around the handle.

Toji chuckles before pulling the handle of the knife out of your aching pussy. Your chest is heaving up and down as you try to catch your breath, your legs still quivering from cumming. Toji smiles at you before his hands explore your body, spreading his blood along your skin, making him curse under his breath. His hot blood sends shivers down your spine, which made you let out a moan. Your waist, abdomen, tits, and your thighs are smeared with his blood.

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” he grins before kissing you.

Moans escape from your deep kiss. Toji bites your lower lip, which gave him the chance to insert his tongue inside your mouth, writhing against yours. You feel his hand that has a wound from the knife up your cheeks, smearing it with his blood. You pull away from the kiss before cupping the back of his bleeding hand and licking the wound as well as the blood cascading down his palm.

“Shit, I can’t take this. I need to be inside you,” he curses.

Toji removes every piece of his clothing, revealing his hard cock, which made your eyes widen at how huge he is. The tip of his cock is releasing precum and a prominent vein runs along the base. You gulp at the sight of him, thinking that it might’ve been the biggest cock that you’ve ever had inside you. Yes, the dick of the other men you’ve had sex with is nothing compared to Toji’s.

“Hey,” he calls out, “Eyes up here, doll.”

Toji tells you to position on all fours with your ass up in front of the mirror. Toji palms his cock before he slowly plunges it inside of your sopping cunt, making you moan so loud at the feeling of his hard cock stretching your walls. Your back arches and your hands grip the sheets underneath you. You hear Toji mumbling curses under his breath as he bottoms out inside you.

“You feel so good around me��fuck,” he groans.

You cry as you feel the tip of his cock hit your sensitive spot, which made you grip the sheets tighter in your palms. You bury your head on the fabric until Toji pulls his cock out with the tip still inside. He suddenly slams in you, making you shriek when his cock reaches your cervix.

“Mmph! Toji! You’re so deep!” you moan against the sheets.

Toji presses his chest against your back and his hand travels to your neck and then to your jaw, making you look at yourself on the mirror as he thrusts in and out of you at a slow yet hard pace. Every time he slams his hips against yours, the head of his cock would reach your cervix that you whimper and cry at how good it feels.

Toji’s pace becomes faster, his balls slapping against your skin every time his pelvis would meet your ass. The moans and heavy breathing as well as the lewd noises that your bodies are creating fills the room. You moan so loud that you swear his neighbours from the other side of the wall could hear.

Toji didn’t waste any time and uses his other hand to push your head against the sheets and fuck into you so hard and deep that you can feel his cock bulging inside your abdomen every time he thrusts in you. Toji pounds you mercilessly that the bed is shaking with his movements.

“Mmph! Fuck, Toji! I can’t—” you cry.

“Yes, you can, slut,” he mumbles before he grips your hair, making you yelp when your back hits his chest.

The man didn’t waste time and pounds into you as you watch yourself on the mirror. Your eyes starts to form tears from the overstimulation and your breath is quivering while he continuously fuck you from behind.

Your mind is clouded with desire and you couldn’t think straight as Toji pounds into you. This might’ve been the only time that a man—your victim—fucked you this hard that you forgot about the reason why you’re doing this in the first place. There is nothing else in your mind, nothing except Toji’s huge cock pounding in your pussy. This isn’t good for you at all. You aren’t supposed to be giving in. You aren’t supposed to be enjoying this, yet here you are, begging for him to fuck you harder.

“F-fuck, ‘m gonna cum. ‘m gonna cum in you, yeah? Gonna fill this pussy up,” he grunts.

“Cum in me, Toji! Cum in me, please—” you whimper and shriek as Toji releases his cum in you.

The man thrusts in you a few times before pulling out. You both are panting so hard, trying to catch your breath but you aren’t done yet, so is he. Toji lays down on the bed on his back, his arm covering his eyes as his chest heaves up and down. You stand up from the bed, legs still wobbly. You find your tie, belt, and a duct tape in your things before coming back in the bedroom.

“What the fuck is that—oh, want me to use it on you?” he smirks.

Toji’s sitting on the edge of the bed now, his cock still hard.

“No,” you shake your head and walk closer towards him.

Your hand gently pushes him down, making him lay his back on the sheets as you straddle him on his abdomen. Toji didn’t protest and went along with your actions yet he gives you a surprised look when you wrap your tie on the back of his head to cover his eyes.

“I’m gonna use it on you,” you grin.

“What the fuck are you planning?” he asks yet he doesn’t resist when you start tying his hands on his back with the duct tape. “Are you gonna kill me now?” he chuckles.

“Maybe, maybe not,” you whisper, which sends shivers down his spine.

You pick up the belt and wrap it around his neck, adjusting and tightening it so you can pull the rest. You try not to tighten it around Toji’s neck enough to choke him. He grunts at your action which made you scoff. There’s a part of you that wants to tape his mouth but you also want to hear his whimpers and moans, you want to hear him being needy and so eager for you.

You hear Toji curse under his breath when you drag the tip of your knife on his throat, making him look up at you. He sits on the edge of the bed while you stand in front of him. Your gaze catches his cock still hard and leaking with cum, making you smirk. You didn’t say a word and kneel in front of him to suck him off.

“What are you—oh, fuck!” he groans when you wrap your lips around the tip of his cock, slowly licking his cum.

Toji pants hard and squirms at his restraints as you take his entire length that reaches the back of your throat. You bob your head up and down as you hum and moan to send vibrations at his sensitive cock, making him moan out loud.

You’re so slow in taking him in and out of your mouth that he wants to free his hands from the duct tape and guide your head to take him in his desired pace. You’re torturing him by taking him so agonizingly slow. He desperately wants to cum in your mouth and yet you’re making it so hard for him. Every time he tells you to go faster, you would hum around the length of his cock and take him slower, doing the opposite of what he wants. That’s not even the worst part. The worst part is he can’t see you, not even a glimpse of your face taking his cock.

Toji keeps threatening you that he’ll fuck you so hard if you keep torturing him like this yet that isn’t enough for you to stop what you’re doing to him. In fact, you’re amused at how he reacts whenever you edge him.

“Maybe if you beg for me, I’ll let you cum,” you chuckle as you wrap your hands around his length.

“F-fuck you. I won’t beg, you bitch—oh, shit!” he grunts when you squeeze the base of his cock.

You pick up your knife and drag the tip along the base of his hard cock, letting him feel the cold metal that made him quiver and curse out loud. Toji’s head flew back as you drag the cold tip of the knife on his cock.

“Still won’t beg?” you ask.

“N-no, I fucking won’t, brat,” he smirks.

You scoff before you stand up from the floor and pick up your glock. You pull the belt around Toji’s neck, forcing his head to get closer to your pussy. As much as you want to see him licking your sopping cunt while blind folded, you had something in mind first. You cock your gun before taking it on his lips and tells him to open his mouth.

“Make me, bitch—”

You slap him hard across his cheek, which made his head tilt to the side. Your other hand travels to the back of his head and grip his hair to make him look up at you. Toji grunts before he slowly opens his mouth, which gave you the chance to thrust the loaded gun in his mouth, making him gag around the cold metal.

“Suck,” you tell him.

Toji doesn’t protest. Instead, he obeys you and sucks the mouth of your loaded Glock. His tongue swirls on the material, licking and sucking it. You couldn’t help but chuckle at how submissive he looks. His head is tilting up, eyes covered with your black tie, hands tied behind his back, and his mouth sucking your Glock.

“You know, Toji, I can easily kill you right now,” you mumble and grip his hair tighter, making him grunt. “One pull of this trigger and your head will fucking explode. Isn’t that exciting?”

Your eyes wander around his room and the grin on your lips went even wider when you see his phone on the night stand. You let go of him before walking towards the night stand and pick up his phone. You open the camera app and made him suck the gun again before capturing the lewd sight of him.

“Okay, that’s enough,” you say before throwing the gun on the bed.

Toji catches his breath and spits on the floor because of the taste of metal. You pick up your knife on the ground before dragging the tip on his throat, making him look up at you again as he catches his breath.

“Hey, Toji,” you say. “You always leave your initials on your victim’s bodies, right?” you ask.

“What about it?”

“What if I carve my initials on your body?” you grin but the man below you gives you a smirk.

“Go ahead,” he says. “Fucking mark me, I don’t give a shit.”

“Good boy,” you grin. “Here, bite on my panties.” you pick up your panties from the ground before shoving it in his mouth.

You drag the tip of the knife underneath his collarbone. You press the tip deeper and deeper on his skin until it releases blood, making Toji bite on the fabric of your panties. You shush him and tell him that he’s doing so well before proceeding to carve the first letter of your name then the first letter of your last name. Hot crimson blood starts to cascade from the wound, down to his abdomen and starts dripping on his thighs and the sheets of the bed.

“You did well for me, Toji,” you smile before giving him a kiss.

You wipe the blood off his chest before planting your blood-covered hands around his stomach, his cheeks, his neck, and arms. Now, the both of you are covered in blood. You grin and order Toji to get on his knees. You earn another make me from him, which made you slap his cheek again. This time, Toji is on his knees on the floor while you sit on the edge of the bed in front of the mirror with your legs spread open.

You pull the belt around Toji’s neck, forcing his head to get closer to your cunt. You tell him to eat you out but this time, he didn’t protest. Toji lays his tongue flat on your slit and starts licking your wet folds, making you moan. His tongue alternates between licking and sucking your clit and even pushing between your walls. Your hands grip the sheets where you sit at as Toji continues to eat you out.

“Mmm, fuck,” you moan, spreading your legs wider. You couldn’t help but push Toji’s head even closer to your pussy. Your gaze turns to the mirror where you see your legs spread open while Toji’s on his knees, licking and sucking your aching cunt.

You arch your back and moan as you feel Toji inserting his tongue between your wet folds. You position your legs on top of his shoulders and your hand is holding the belt around his neck while the other his gripping his hair from behind his head.

“Ah… Toji, make me cum, don’t stop—ah!” you moan until you feel yourself cumming on his mouth again. Your legs quiver as well as your body.

You stand up and drag Toji’s collar, making him stand without any protest. You made him sit on the bed with his back resting on the headboard. You didn’t give him a warning and start to sink down on his cock, making him groan and tilt his head back.

“Fuck! It’s so deep,” you moan when he bottoms out in you. The head of his cock reaches your cervix and as much as he wants to hold your waist and make up ride him, he can’t seem to do that since his hands are still tied on his back.

You didn’t waste any time and starts to ride him up and down in a rapid pace. You wrap your arms around Toji’s neck as you ride him. You both pant hard as you carry on. Every time you sink down him, his cock would hit your sensitive spot, making you moan on his ears. You look down on the lewd sight of his cock as you bring yourself up and down that you can see the head creating a bulge inside your abdomen.

“Ah! Oh, my god, Toji! You feel so good—fuck!”

“S-shit! Keep going, keep riding me—wanna cum in you again. Please, let me see you, please!”

You chuckle in between your moans when you finally hear him beg. You remove your tie covering his eyes. Your gaze met his half-lidded eyes, which made you smirk. Toji’s lips are slightly open as he pants and moan.

Your pace keeps getting faster and faster as you ride him that the bed is shaking. Your legs are starting to ache yet that doesn’t stop you from reaching your climax again. A warm, transparent liquid gushes out of you and spills against his pelvis and abdomen as soon as Toji releases his cum in you again.

Toji presses his lips on yours and you moan when you feel his cock move inside you.

“You squirted,” he chuckles in between his breath.

“Shut up,” you pant.

“You still wanna kill me?” he asks.

“I’ll let you go this time,” you say. “Or maybe I won’t kill you at all, who knows? It’s a shame if I kill someone who has a dick that big.”

“You don’t have to kill me,” he says. “You already have me in a chokehold.”

You lean down and kiss him but you didn’t bother releasing him from his restraints.

“This time, Toji,” you say, “I’ll spare you this time so you better run before someone else kills you.”

Toji grins at you before kissing you again.

“God, you’ll be the death of me, Y/N,” he whispers.

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