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SOOO tempted to make an Eddie Phone theme layout

Im so fucking lazy tho-

My Adrian Chase one took so much out of me and idk if i can do that again but its Eddie Freaking Munson, so why not. 

This time imma try to make it so others can attempt to remake it on their own (photo board of pictures used and everthing) if i do it that is..... ;D

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More than friends.

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No one ever really understood why you were friends with him, and the way your friendship with him was, could be simulated as rather...odd.

Which never really made sense to you because like, why? Hes a good guy, he's helpful, caring, doting when needed and just overall a good person. People always called him uptight but around you he was just so amazing.

When he called you sweet, or said you looked 'divine' called you things like 'enchanting' or 'breath taking' at some moments, he was an angel sent from the heavens above, truly.

He always found a way to make you squirm in your seat, the way your friendship worked was confusing sure, but it was yours and you wouldn't trade it for the world.

"hello, y/n! How are you? Have you eaten?"

Tenya continued bombarding you with these questions, you always loved hearing them he was so caring and gentle with you it always made you feel so loved.

"I'm fine, ten ten."

You replied, offering him a smile that instantly brought one to his face, his features being complimented by the way he did.

He pushed up his glasses as he nodded to you, you giggle and nod back.

He was never really this doting on others, well except for midoriya ever since his vigilante arc tenya vowed to never really let izuku out of his sight, you admired his passion for wanting to keep his friends safe, it was one of the things you liked about tenya.

"wanna come to my dorm?"

You said blatantly, looking at him with a pointed look. You couldn't keep eye contact well, especially not with him but it always got worse when he'd look at you with such a piercing gaze, one of which was always filled with something, a desire.

He was shocked at your random outburst but was quick to agree.

You two found yourselves talking and laughing with each other which wasn't out of the ordinary for you two, he held you close to him your bodies colliding in a peaceful way like this is how things were supposed to be.

You faced him while his hand was on your hip, not in a sexual way, rather a comforting and safe way, the way his tight grip on his hip was all that you could think about, how much smaller you were than him, truly, he was tall and muscular and very attractive, being this close to him did something to you. You craved to be one with him.

"so.. I would prefer you've heard it from me rather than anyone else bombarding you with such things, but.. mei hatsume and I are dating, officially now.."

He told you, excitement being tinged slightly in his tone. His words caught you off guard interrupting your laugh as your eyes went wide, your smile fell as you looked at his chest before glancing up at him.

He looked down at you with a smile before seeing your reaction and concern went to paint his features instantly.

"is.. is something wrong, y/n? Are you alright?"

He was quick to ask you, god why did he do the things he did to you. You can't blame him for finally getting a girlfriend, he deserved one, a great one, one that was worthy of him, that was worthy of his bombarding love and caring personality, the way he smiles so perfectly, the way he was the walking embodiment of perfection.

He deserved someone that was perfect and more, and if he found that in.. mei hatsume, then who are you to stop him from pursuing that.

You exhale through your nose, looking down with a defeated look not bothering to answer his question, you felt rather uncomfortable in this moment now. Not because you hadn't wanted to be with him, lord knows it might just be the only chance you have left to be with him intimately of some sort. You didn't want to be held by him like this especially if he was with some other girl, he was a good guy who didn't deserve to be accused of cheating because you had some deranged fantasy of being with him.

He hadn't seen you like that, so you shouldn't see him like that. Yet, you couldn't help but feel something flutter in your stomach or much lower.. when his grio of your hip tightened and when he grabbed you by your chin and gently craned your head up to look at him. He stared down at you with a piercing gaze, concern filling the way he silently took you in, your wide eyes staring up at you sadly, your smile long gone as he frowned his brows furrowing.

You couldn't speak, not that you wanted to, you were stunned to say the least. You hadn't wanted to be a downer because this might be the last chance you have with him, once people get significant others they stop hanging out with their friends and when they do decide to hang out their significant other always has to join.

You didn't want to be that person who wanted him to feel like he shouldn't hang out with his girlfriend outside of them being together, plus if they are really together why should you be the one to stop him from being with her.

"y/n.. please tell me what is disturbing you."

He asks you softly, his voice hushed into a whisper as he looks down at you through his glasses lens. The way his blazing, lucent, electrifying ocean blue eyes looked deep into your own was magical, he could tell a start with only his eyes, how you wished you could live in them, dive in and never come out. He had such a grasp on you, not just physically but mentally, you were his and he was all you wanted.

You felt so defeated. So much so that you could almost cry, but you don't want to embarrass yourself in front of him due to your unrequited feelings for him.

He pulled you into a swift tight hug, burying his nose in your hair, the smell instantly taking over his senses, it was intoxicating he enjoyed the smell of your hair, the smell of your skin, the way you felt next to him was perfect. Meant to be even.

The hug was ended by you pulling away slightly, you look up to him once more staring deep into his eyes. He stared right back at you with just as deep eyes, however, something else on you caught his eye.

His eyes moved down a little, you seen that and followed his eyes on your face, your first thought went to maybe he was staring at your boobs? No he's not that kind of guy. Well.. maybe on the dl, but he wouldn't make it blatantly obvious if he were staring at your boobies.

His eyes were on your lips, he just couldn't help himself! Your lips looked so good and soft and kissable, he just wanted to grab you by your neck and kiss you.

That's just what he did, he slowly pulled you closer by the back of your neck, a soft hand holding you firmly and bringing you closer to him, you welcomed it and embraced it. You were so ready for this magical and enchanting kiss he was going to give but he stopped right in front of you, his breath fanning your lips as he continued to look down at them before bringing his deep ocean eyes to yours.

"may I?"

God why did you find him so sexy, the way he spoke and looked at you, the way he made your heart flutter when he was around, the way you got butterflies from just thinking about him. It was genuinely bazaar.

You pulled him into a rigid kiss, you needed this kiss so badly you fekt like you were going to explode. His eyes went wide from the way you yanked him into yourself, he ended up pulling away catching his breath that yous tole from him.

You looked up at him afraid, had you gone too far?

He simply chuckled before pulling you back in but into a much softer and rhythmic kiss. He held the kiss for a while, holding your face as well while he hummed lightly inside of it.

You sighed as your eyes fluttered shut, this was it, what you needed his beautiful lips on yours, if you were to pass in this given moment you would.

He pulled away with a sigh and a smile, you were speechless. The way he looked down at you, his thumb rubbing your cheek as he smiled at you with his beautiful eyes peering over you.

You eventually started to feel guilty creep onto you. You just kissed a taken man, let alone your best friend. Were you the girl best friend that people's girlfriend had to worry about?

Out of all honesty, you quite literally didn't mind if that meant tenya was yours.. selfish as it is.

You brushed the feeling away, yet still felt the need to ask,--

"what about your girlfriend."

You said bluntly, curious on what this meant for the two of you and how it would effect his relationship.

He gave you a confused look as his smile faultered before he mouthed an 'oh' with wide eyes, he sighed with a smile and chuckled.

Wait, what's funny? The fact you want to be a good person? God forbid.

You had started to get slightly angry, was he making fun of you?

"darling, I'm not really in a relationship. I only said that to see how you would react to if I actually had one."

He told you continuing to rub your cheek slightly pinching it.

You nod with a hum, your gaze then moving down to his chest as you ran a finger up and down it, you bit your lip slightly thinking to yourself, does this mean what you thought it did? That you and your best friend might actually get together?

"nothing to say?"

"not yet.. still thinking."

That made him laugh, he smiled brightly, just watching you and the way you worked, you were a beauty really, you were magical and one of a kind, the way you were programmed to him is just so mesmerizing, you're so.. yourself it makes him crazy. He would never say it to your face, but honestly he thinks you're a bit of an airhead, however he loves you all the more. These little facts and tricks about you are just so cute and amazing to him he can't help but want to be with you.

"take your time, my love."

He whispered, lying his head on top of yours and shutting his eyes with a comfortable sigh, you were his officially, now he can relax.

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AN: this needs to be said, no one can tell me certain mha characters js don't love black women like I js get vibes from certain people who either love or need a black woman in their life.

Tenya, bakugou, shoto, monoma fr

Idk what it is ab blondes who are ridiculously mean but I js love it and hate it at the same time.

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Wolfhybrid!Bakugo x Reader

nsfw/ MDNI 18+

Warnings: afab reader, aged up characters, lowkey monster fucking (hybrid bakugo has wolf ears, a tail, and fangs), knotting, HUGE breeding kink, no specific dynamics, biting, small blood kink (if you squint), marking/ bonding, heat/ rut behavior, panty sniffing, kind of rough sex, oral (f receiving), and fingering

Summary: Taking in a wolf hybrid already didn’t seem like a good idea, but when spring hits… all hell breaks loose.

Wc: 4.6k

An: Happy Birthday my sweet Kacchan!!!

Taking in a damaged wolf hybrid stray was totally not on your bucket list. But your kind heart wouldn't allow you to leave him outside when it's on the brink of snowing.

It took a couple days after you initially saw him to catch him. His eyes are full of fear but he looks quite scary with his blonde ears pulled back as he snarls at you.

At first you weren't going to keep him but every shelter was either full or wasn't taking in such aggressive hybrids. With a sigh you glance at him again. He's dirtying up your couch by laying facedown on it, an annoyed pout on his face.

"Bath time, dirty boy." The hybrid scoffs and keeps his gaze away from you. With a little encouragement, from some beef jerky, you get him into the tub. His body is scarred, most likely from fighting, and he flinches when you touch him.

He suddenly grabs your wrist when trying to wash his lower abdomen. "Don't touch," he snarls. His vermillion eyes pierce into yours.

"Wash there then. I'll clean your face." You give him the loofah and grab a rag to clean the dirt off his face. The scowl never leaves his face, dirty or clean.

What you learn soon enough is that your new hybrid is a biter. He nips and bites if you do something he doesn't like. Not enough to draw blood but enough for it to hurt and warn you there'll be consequences if you keep doing what you're doing. He doesn't like to be pet. He doesn't like when you sit next to him. Lastly, he absolutely despises the collar you bought him. It's just a simple red collar with a bone shaped tag.

"C'mon Kacchan. Let me put it on." Since he refuses to tell you his name you gave him a nickname. Whenever you manage to get him to speak it's mostly explosive, hence the name.

"Get that shit away from me!," he growls, baring his teeth at you. You really didn't need any more bites.

"What if you get lost?"

He's quick to quip back, "Not like you wanted me anyways."

You sigh. "Please Kacchan?"

"Stop callin' me that dammit!," he groans.

"Then for God's sake tell me your name!" He's quiet now, looking away from you. He's met his match. You're just as stubborn as him.

The response is quiet but it makes you smile. "It's Katsuki. Now leave me alone." You're slowly cracking his hard exterior.

After that moment Katsuki slowly started to warm up to you. He seldom bit you anymore, resorting to glaring or growling if he didn't like something. Some nights he would sit next to you on the couch while you worked a little late to finish a project for work. His tail would wag slightly when you place a hand on his head.

There were days when he would wait at the door for you to come home. When you were late he would grumble out, "took you long enough." On the inside he was relieved you returned home to him. His words often contradicted how he really felt. The hybrid always complained that you got on his nerves and that he doesn't even like you. But you don't miss the way his tail thumps and his eyes close when your hand caresses the back of his pointed ears.

Katsuki has also grown accustomed to your bed. He starts off on his own side of the bed but his body ends up gravitating to yours. His nose is nuzzled into your neck and his strong arms hold you to his warm body. It's very cute to you.

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The weather is starting to warm a bit and Katsuki grows worried for two reasons. One, he thinks you're going to kick him to the curb now that it's not shivering cold. Two, his body is going through a change. He's not sure how he's going to act if he ends up staying. When he's far enough from women it's not so bad to manage. But you're here. And he kind of likes you, likes your scent. Sometimes you look really pretty after a shower and in your pajamas. The blonde knows he's in trouble already.

Something sour would stir in him when you came back smelling like another man. "Where've you been?," he grumbles.

You shrug off your coat. "On a date. Sorry for being late." When you go to pet him he backs up, flattening his ears on his head. He huffs and lazily stretches out on the couch. He made the decision to sleep there tonight.

As time passes and you go on more failed dates, Katsuki has grown distant and cold. He's almost resorted back to his old self, just without the biting. He's also started ripping things or chewing things up, like books or anything plastic you leave out.

"Katsuki." He doesn't even spare you a glance as he lounges on your bed, on his belly with his head slightly hanging off the furniture, having messed up your neatly made sheets and blankets. "What's wrong buddy?"

He rolls his eyes and sucks his teeth. "Nothing"

You knew how to perk him up. "Wanna go out for a walk?" His tail slightly wags on instinct. His body betrays him. "Aww Katsuki wants to go walkies," you coo at him. His tail wags harder despite the annoyed expression on his face.

"I'll wear the damn collar but not the leash," he snaps.

"I have to bring the leash still because you're a troublemaker but you don't have to wear it. Deal?" He nods and gets off the bed. "Ah one more thing." You stop him in the doorway and feel so small compared to his massive size.

He shakes his head. " 'm not wearing that shit."

"Kacchan, if you want to go out you have to wear it. It's the law."

He sits on the floor with a pout, crossing his arms. "Then I won't go." You sigh and grab his collar and muzzle that he refuses to wear. Dangerous hybrids like him are permitted to wear a muzzle out in public. The last time he wore it was to the doctor. He hated the fabric on his face more than the doctor touching him and he dislikes being touched.

Katsuki lets you fasten the collar on him but growls when you hold the muzzle up to his face. "Stop being a baby." He swats it away from him and you groan.

"Told you I don't want it," he mumbles. He's surprisingly not as aggressive as you thought he would be.

You were so tired of him not listening. So you grab the muzzle again and straddle his lap. His body tenses. He realizes he's never been this up close and personal to you before without being asleep. Your sweet scent fills his nose and keeps him distracted long enough, almost dizzying him, for you to fasten the muzzle on him.

The lingering thoughts about how warm your body is is cut short by you tightening the stupid thing on his face. "Wasn't so bad Kacchan, see?"

He says nothing when you climb off his lap. Instead he just gets up and follows you to the door, hands stuffed in his pockets and shoulders slightly hunched. He felt all prickly from the uncomfortable feeling of the thing on his face.

The sun shines, making it a bit warm outside. Katsuki likes it. He misses the outdoors. His head lifts up to sniff the outside world. But one smell kept standing out among all the others.

When he glances at you he feels this weird sensation stirring in his belly. You smile at him when you catch his eyes. "This feel nice, Katsuki? Gotta get out more often."

He nods and walks alongside you, his arm brushing against yours. "Feels nice," he says softly; you almost didn't catch it. As you two walk he notices how your knuckles keep brushing his. It ignites a fire in his stomach, like when he eats something spicy. Is he sick?

You two reach a park, a pond nearby. He would have enjoyed chasing the ducks around here but he'll try to behave for once. Ruby colored irises watch you sit on a bench. He stays close by, crouching over by the pond. His tail subtly wags as he watches a turtle walk by him.

While he's busy enjoying himself, loving the sun on his skin, something suddenly feels off. He looks behind him and sees a man talking to you. Your body language looks different than usual and he can smell your anxiety. Katsuki rose up and strolled over to you, feeling a growl deep in his chest.

Katsuki's big body slots himself between you and the man. "You're not wanted here." It's a miracle he isn't shouting.

"Katsuki stop it. Be nice," you reprimand him. In actuality you're happy the hybrid was here. This man was a failed date because he made you uncomfortable. Too handsy and talked about himself a lot. Somehow you escaped but your bad luck has you encountering him once again.

"Who's this?," the man asks with a tilt of his head.

"Your worst nightmare. Now leave!," he growls and towers over the guy. You're not sure what Katsuki will do so you hook the leash on his collar.

The guy scowls now. "I suggest you get your mutt under control y/n."

Your eyes widen as you tug on Katsuki's leash but he doesn't budge. "C'mon Katsuki. We gotta go home."

The ash blonde isn't listening. He wishes he didn't have this stupid muzzle on or he would have ripped through this guy's throat out with his teeth already. "Come around her again and you won't be able to eat solid food for a month," he spits. Then he turns around and walks off, tail wagging furiously.

He practically drags you with him, your hand still clutching his leash. You're in shock for once that Katsuki handled himself in a situation that usually would have been deemed deadly.

When you two make it home, you go to the kitchen and grab some beef jerky. You toss him the bag. "All yours for being a good boy Katsuki." And when you say good boy and Katsuki together his heart quickens. He loves it. Suddenly all he wants is to be your good boy.

For the next couple weeks Katsuki has been oddly sweet. He rests his head in your lap while you watch Tv and lazily scratch his head. He greets you at the door every day with his collar on and muzzle in hand to go for a walk and acts accordingly the whole time. When he sleeps in your bed he cuddles up to you before falling asleep, nose nuzzled in your neck and body flush against yours.

But when you come home one day and he's nowhere in sight you're worried. The worry becomes anger when you see the place is a mess. Blankets and clothes strewn all over the place, some of them ripped up. You groan and toss your stuff on the kitchen counter. "Katsuki what the hell!"

When you walk into your room you're immediately caught off guard. Your hamper is knocked over, clothes all over the place. Katsuki is on the bed, your used panties in his hand and his nose buried in them. His other hand strokes his cock, aching and hot.

His eyes widen when he notices you in the doorway. He didn't want to get caught doing this. It's embarrassing and he knows he's going to get in trouble. So before you can utter a single cuss word he sprints to the bathroom slamming the door and locking it, panties still in his hand.

This morning he woke up feeling incredibly hot and hazy. His cock ached and leaked in his pajama bottoms. Usually it wouldn't be this bad, this hot and miserable. But he's surrounded by a woman's scent. His primal side kicked in. He needed to breed. This is probably the most painful heat cycle he's experienced.

There's a knock on the door while Katsuki keeps pumping his heavy cock with his hand. Even if he cums, the pain won't fully go away. "Katsuki 'm not mad. C'mon out please?" You were still a little upset but you guessed this would happen eventually.

All he responds back with is whimpers as he keeps up with his ministrations. You sigh and press your forehead to the door. You can hear his whines and grunts. it causes you to clench your thighs a little. "Kacchan I can help you, baby. Just open the door." It's been a while since you got any action. It would be best to help each other out, right?

The blond freezes. He really wants to indulge in his desires. It'll make it so much easier. But for once he's worried he's going to hurt you. He's seen his fellow pack members get so aggressive during their ruts. There's also the trouble of marking. "C'mon Katsuki. Promise I'll be nice. Be a good boy and open the door."

Within a few seconds the door is opened. He looks so much more different than usual. Cheeks flushed, chest heavy, eyes heavy lidded and pupils blown wide. "You- you can help?"

You nod. "Want the real thing right, Katsuki?"

He abashedly looks away. "Not a good idea," he mumbles. He gasps when you start to stroke him. He feels so heavy in your hand and good lord you wonder how the stretch will feel. The blonde bites his tongue to suppress the loud moan that wants to come out. Your hand feels so much better than his.

He encloses a large hand around your wrist to stop you, panting a little. "Gotta tell me what you want Kacchan."

It's hard to force the words out. His brain is all muddled up from his rut. There's only one thing on his mind. "Want it inside." He hates his primal side. His rational thinking is tossed to the wind, and all he can hear in his head is "mate" and "breed." The self control he once had is gone. At this point he'll say or do anything to satisfy this hunger.

"What do we say when we want something buddy?" He knows you're patronizing him but he doesn't care.

He has to clench his jaw while your thumb rubs over his leaking slit. "Pl- please..."

"Good boy," you coo at him and he groans in response. Oh how he loves those fucking words. You remove your hand and start taking your clothes off. The smell of your arousal when you take off your pants hits him like a truck. It's dizzying and he can't think straight.

Before you know it he has you pinned on your back on the bed. With one swift movement he's ripping your panties off. You squeal a little in response. "I kind of liked those, asshole."

Katsuki is definitely not listening, too lost in your scent to pay attention. His mouth salivates over your pussy. The smell is intoxicating and he can already see how wet you are. He traces his tongue over your folds, sort of confused on what to do. He's fully encouraged by your whines above him. You're rolling your hips against his tongue and he just follows your lead.

When your fingers card through his hair he lets out a whimper. Everything on his body is so sensitive, especially his ears, tail and of course his leaking cock. But he ignores the ache, too busy getting absolutely pussy drunk.

His face is drenched in a mix of his saliva and your juices. "Oh god Katsuki!" One of his fingers pushes inside you while he suckles your clit. He angles his finger just right and you whine, almost squishing him between your thighs when you try to close them.

He takes slow drawn out licks and adds another finger. He didn't want to hurt you when he finally sank himself inside of you. "Is it good?"

Your reply is a low drawn out moan when he had suddenly curled his fingers up towards your spot. "J- just like that- fuck!" The way his tongue traces delicately over your nub while he fucks his fingers knuckles deep into you has you tearing up.

He notices the way your legs shake and presses a little harder on your spot. "There?," he asks with a head tilt. His innocence is downright adorable.

You nod frantically. "Right there! Don't stop," you moan. Your grip on his hair tightens and he growls a little into your pussy. His finger and tongue movements grow more fervent. He needs to relieve this fucking ache.

When he hears you shriek and sees you start trembling he's sure he's done something right. You glance down at Katsuki as you come down from your high. He withdraws his fingers, spit connecting his tongue to your drooling sex. He looks just ethereal to you.

"Did so good, Katsuki. Now I want you to put it in." His ears twitch at the thought. He's quick to stand up and starts lining himself up but something doesn't feel quite right. This isn't right, he thinks.

It surprises you when Katsuki suddenly manhandles you on all fours. One of his large palms lays between your shoulder blades, pressing your upper half flat on the bed. That's better. He needs to breed you right.

When he slowly starts to push in he groans deeply from the pleasure. You clutch the sheets hard because just his tip feels large. You're panting and whining as he starts plunging every inch into you. When he's all the way in he feels like cumming. This feeling... he wants to remember it forever. Your walls are so snug and tight around him. The warmth resembles your body when he sleeps next to it. And god he loves it.

"Y- you can move Katsuki." That's all he needed to pull all the way out to the tip and slam back inside.

"Fuck...," he curses under his breath. Every single thrust is hard and deep, like he's trying to keep himself inside your tight heat as much as possible. His whole body shudders whenever you moan or cry for him.

There's tears in your eyes from him slamming into your cervix and stretching your walls to accommodate him. "K- Katsuki," you moan and gasp when he goes faster, hips flush to your ass, making a loud clap ring through the room.

His huge body looms over yours, teeth bared. He has to resist the urge to claim you. It would be so easy but he knows you're not a hybrid. It wouldn't mean anything to you and just bond him to you. He wouldn't be able to leave after that. It would make his heats worse because he would have a mate to breed.

Instead he threads his fingers into your hair, smushing your face into the mattress as you sob from the pleasure. You're making an absolute mess, a ring of cream glistening on Katsuki's cock.

It's getting hard to keep your arch with the hybrid's weight on you and your incoming orgasm. When you start straightening your back, a heavy smack on your ass jolts your body. "Keep it like that," he growls. So you obey and keep yourself arched for him. You bite your lip hard and keep up the onslaught of his brutal thrusting.

His thrusts are getting more shallow and sloppy and he's panting hard. "Gonna fucking-," he lets out a loud groan and stills his hips. It's so hot as he cums deep in you. His whole body trembles and he clenches his jaw tight. You gasp when you feel something weird.

"Katsuki is- are you- "

"Gotta keep it in," he cuts you off and it sounds off. Like it's not even him anymore. You feel so unbelievably full with his knot swelling in you. He nudges it a little deeper in you and you squeak.

"Too deep Katsuki please." It feels like he's going to pull out but instead he thrusts back in again with a grunt.

"Yer wasting it. Gotta give you more." Your jaw slacks as he goes back to that rough fast pace again. Knocking into your cervix with vigor and making you cry out. Hot tears trail down your cheeks and you hold onto the sheets for dear life. He leans over your body and digs his teeth into the back of your shoulder.

You scream out. "Katsuki please! It hurts!" His mind has become a mess and he can't even focus on your yelling. His teeth pierce the skin and he's licking up any blood that seeps out. His thrusts slow a little, still making sure to fill you the brim with his cock. He groans deeply as he litters kisses on your back and shoulders.

"S- sorry. I just..." The carnal need is still there but he finally got a handle on it. He pulls out. "I- Did I hurt you?" He's become so timid now you can barely recognize his voice.

" 'm okay. Just give me a second," you pant out as you take a breather. His body is still searing with need. Just one try isn't enough for him. He also did something stupid. Katsuki isn't the type to act recklessly. The mark on your shoulder, created with his sharp teeth, stares back at him. Fuck! He let his feral wolf brain take over and slipped up.

You turn over carefully, the start of the pain shooting through your legs. "I-," he starts but then tucks his lip between his teeth at the sight in front of him. You're spread out like a fucking meal, ready for him to devour and his cum leaking from you. That desire wells up inside him once again, threatening to burst if he doesn't have his way. "Let me..." He can't even get the rest of his sentence out.

You haven't had someone treat you like this in a long while. Plus you wanted to help him. Your sweet wolf boy Katsuki. Although he's been a huge pain in the ass you can't help but feel overjoyed when seeing the cracks in his hard exterior. So you lay back and spread your legs for him. "C'mon Katsuki. Be a good boy and fuck me."

He simply can't fucking argue with that. He crawls back up onto the bed, finding himself between your legs once again. His eyes roll back when he angles his hips and inches himself back into your pleasant cunt that still leaks with his warm seed. The hybrid can feel himself losing his rationality once again. It's like second nature, his brain completely switching itself off as soon as he's buried between your legs.

Katsuki takes your calves and hooks them in the crooks of his arms then he puts some of his weight on you, folding you up like a breakfast omelet. Fuck, he's really deep. You have to take a deep breath in order to relax yourself. The hybrid starts the rocking of his hips and you gasp out and arch your back, pressing your chest even closer to his. The hybrid tries so hard to keep himself under control but his pace increases and he's back to growling and moaning while stuffing himself into your cunt.

Nails dig into his strong back but it doesn't even deter him. In fact it spurs him on even more. "Fuck Katsuki!," you yell out when he keeps nudging right up against that spot again. Sane, normally on edge, Katsuki is no more right now. The absolutely feral pace he sets has you screaming and marking his back up. Your teeth sink into his neck and he hisses, getting even closer. When your tongue licks at the mark, he moans and slows his thrusts a bit.

To be enveloped in warmth like this. It's something new and something he didn't know he desired this whole time. For just a moment his sanity poked through and allowed him to brush your lips with his. It was inexperienced but tender. Your fingers thread through his spiky ash blond locks while you kiss back, guiding him into a little more heated kiss. When you suck on his tongue his control slips and he slams his hips into yours. You moan loudly and tug at his hair, resulting in a yelp from him.

Now his feral behavior is returning again. His pace goes back to insanely hard, pulling all the way out to just slam back in, aimed right at your spot like he's a damn expert at this. You tug even harder at his hair and tears spring into your eyes at his roughness. "Fuck fuck fuck!," he groans out, feeling his orgasm creep up on him again.

"M- my good boy, Katsuki! Good b- boy!" That only drives him crazier, intent to breed even heavier on his mind.

"W- want... inside!" The blonde's words are incoherent in his head, not allowing him to form an intelligible sentence. He pants hard and finally pushes himself deep into you again, knot swelling in his cock. His hands damn near shred the sheets when he cums, gripping at it like he's trying to keep his grasp on reality. He lets out a deep moan as he fills you deeply with yet another load.

The room is filled with hard pants and light smacking from little kisses shared. Has Katsuki wagging his fluffy tail. Carefully, he moves you two, unhooking your sore legs and rolling you two over so you're on top of him. He doesn't remove himself from your warmth, his stupid hybrid brain forcing him to think he's creating offspring.

Katuski is... affectionate afterwards. He's nuzzling his face into your neck and cheek, making a low rumbling noise deep in his throat. His large hands rub over your back and he leaves the softest kisses and little nips against your jaw. It's really cute seeing him like this but for the hybrid it's a nightmare. The animal part of his brain is still taking over, soothing his new partner even though his body doesn't know you're not a hybrid so it didn't matter. His inner wolf doesn't care though. It thinks he found somebody to be with and now he needs to procreate to continue his bloodline.

"I'll be out of your hair after my heat," he manages to get out finally.

Your eyes widen. "Katsuki that's not-"

"No! I went too far. This shouldn't have happened and I marked you so it's an even worse idea for me to be here."

You didn't really educate yourself much on the reproductive side of hybrids but you did know marking is important to them. It keeps two hybrids bound together for the rest of their lives. If the other dies or is far away from the other one it causes them to be in great pain. You wouldn't want to cause Katuski that pain. There's a reason you saved him. He looked lost and in trouble. He shouldn't have to go through that and deserved a comfy life. "Katsuki I can't let you leave. We're bonded. So don't say words like that or no more beef jerky."

He looks at you finally and feels overwhelming emotions but doesn't express them. Instead he pouts with irritation. "Fine... I'll stay I guess." He's grateful though and continues to show it with a couple more hours of gentler loving.

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i heard the words downright filth and i'm ready! Eddie and overstimulated reader where he's making her cum over and over and he just won't stop and she's crying and he's like awww you look so pretty like this baby and then aftercare because he knows you need lots of love after him being so rough

i love when men are kind of “mean” during sex mhm let’s get into it.

you being on top is making it way worse, trying to use the little bit of strength you have left to keep yourself up, only having between the headboard and his chest to somewhat stabilize you.

your lips tucked behind your teeth, your eyes clamped shut, your pussy is sore. the pleasure is so overwhelming. he’s wiping your tears away with the pad of his thumb, giving you the most delicate kisses. but he’s pure evil.

you’ve completely lost count of how many times you came tonight, him encouraging you to cum time and time again, PROMISING, “one more and we’re done baby.” yet you’re still on top of him, tears falling past your cheeks and onto him. a slippery mess you’ve created between you two.

“you look so beautiful when you cum, let me see it again.” his voice whispered, so soft, so endearing unlike his intentions.

a high pitched whine pushes past your lips, throwing your head back, “you’ve seen me cum eddie please.”

you can’t tell if you wanna stop or keep going at this point. your legs are completely out of your control the way you’re shaking. he can feel you clenching around him, “that’s it.”

those small words of encouragement have you pathetically cumming on him yet again, a babbling mess. you’re sweaty and out of breath, your eyes low and face fucked out, you already know what’s coming. “give me a smile baby.”

your half-lidded eyes look up at the camera, a dopey smile plastered on your face. he smiles back at you after taking the photo, “gorgeous.”

he’s now slowly lifting you off of him, the emptiness nearly making you cry out. he’s smothering you with kisses and affection, expressing how well you did.

before you know it he’s running you a bath :(

Full story!!!!!! You are a sainttt

Now look here, it's sugardaddy! x sugar baby! reader time >>:3 So here's the rundown: the reader is a college senior who works part-time in a diner and finds out that their favorite customer, Toji, is a sugar daddy and wants to initiate courtship. Although it is a proposition you fail to see yourself saying no to, is this something you can see yourself being in the long run?

A/n: This prompt was picked on a poll to celebrate getting over 50 followers, only for me to get to 100 right after!!?? Y'all...can I give you a hug? ;w; No, oh okay. Anyways, I won't make another poll, BUT I'll be opening thirsts/requests soon!! >:D I just gotta make myself a disclaimer list before we let those lil fantasies of yours fly, lol. But yeah, this is my first time posting a fic over 1k+, so I hope y'all like it. Also, bonus: there's art drawn by Moi (@hoshigaby)?? You'll have to scroll down to find it tho :33 Okay, I'm sorry, go ahead and read!!!

Cw: soft dom! Toji x fem! reader - implied age gap (the reader is in their early 20s, Toji's around early or mid-30s) - mating press - cervix fucking - oral (fem! receiving) - pussy drunk Toji - breeding - daddy kink - overstimulation (fem! receiving) - pet names (baby, babygirl, darlin', good girl, honey, kid/kiddo, mama, princess, sweetie, sweetheart) - praise - clitoral play (Toji pinches your clit) - reader isn't a virgin but, it's the first time you and Toji have sex.

Wc: 4.9k

"Oh look, your favorite is here."

10 o'clock, it's closing time. All the servers and bussers are ready to buss down tables and sweep the floors, hosts at the front split up tips and head straight home, and the cooks clean the kitchen and throw out the trash. All there's left is the silence of the dining area, where not a single customer is in sight.

Well, minus the one Utahime points out to you.

You turn to the bar area, where almost all the tables are empty, and all the high-rise televisions are turned off. All but for one, which was showing a football game.

A man is watching the screen, sitting in a booth at the far end with a glass of beer on the table. He's wearing a black turtleneck covered with a denim jacket, white fur on the collar, and a silver chain contrasting the black clothing. You gaze downwards to his black jeans pants, where his left foot seems to be tapping the ground. He's waiting for someone.

Once his eyes catch your approaching figure, his deadpanned face shows a smile in recognition. He was waiting for you.

And you smile back as you walk towards him.

The familiarity with this man comes from a year working at the diner. His name is Toji Fushiguro, and he's been a regular even before you started working here. And to make things funnier, he was the first customer you served after a week and a half of training. You can recall when you accidentally put milk and sugar in his specifically requested black coffee, to which you apologized profusely ("Heh, it's alright, darlin'" He flashed a smile that was meant to reassure you. "The first time that's ever happened to me.").

It was there that you found yourself being the only person that's served him. At first, you thought of it as some sort of joke after the coffee mishap, but now, unless you're there to take his order, he'll only have a beer or black coffee with all the other servers. The crew often pokes fun at you, stating you're the older man's favorite. And you gotta admit, it makes your heart swoon knowing this is true.

"There she is," Toji watches you approach him with his foot finally stopped tapping the checkered floor beneath him. "My adorable lil' server."

You giggle as you sit on the cushioned booth seat across from him. "It's good to see you, Mr. Fushiguro. I hope life's been good for you." You wave goodbye to the guy behind the bar counter, who turns off the TV still on as Toji focuses on something else. You promised to be the last person to turn off the lights and lock the doors before leaving, so now it's just you and Toji.

"I thought I told you to drop the Mr. Fushiguro, kid." He reprimands you with his playful smile, the right corner of his lip quirking his scar upward. "And I could ask you the same thing. How's college goin', darlin'?"

An exaggerated sigh leaves your system. "It's going alright. Can't believe I'm about to be done after the next semester, but the senioritis hasn't hit me too strong yet, thank God. And I can't wait to graduate with all this debt on my back~!" You flash the fakest beaming smile with two thumbs up.

Toji chuckles at your fraud enthusiasm. "Mmmm, I bet. But I know you're smarter than me and most people who work for me, so I'm sure you'll do just fine."

"Yeah, I'd like to think so, too." Your chipper attitude dwindles, and Toji notices the change in tone.

"What's up? You don't think you'll get yourself a job?"

"Umm, well," You cough to clear your throat from awkwardness. "I tried signing up for plenty of internships. Some of them shut me down, others just haven't replied back. And I guess it's just me overthinking, but I worry that I won't get a job in something I like..."

"Aww, princess," Toji rises from his cushioned spot to move to your side, sitting close to you with his big jean-covered thigh brushing yours. He places a hand on your back to rub comforting circles. "That's just the thoughts in your head."

You groan into your hands. "I know, that's why I don't know why I'm beating myself up about it so much... But it's okay! I know I'll be fine because I still have this job keeping me going for a year."

Toji raises a brow. "You wanna be a server all your life? Wanna serve me my black coffee and BLT sandwich til my last breath?"

You hit his chest in amusement. "Well, no, but if it comes down to it, I don't mind. I'll just take up more jobs or maybe make a side hustle. Either way, I know Mei Mei will help me out. I'm sure everyone here will if they have the chance."

"I could also help you."

Your hands instantly go up defensively. "No, Mr. Fushiguro, I wouldn't want that! I'm sure you're pretty busy, and I don't want my troubles to burden you."

Toji's eyebrows knit together, his sharp eyes surveying your defensive stance. "It wouldn't be trouble if I'm the one offerin' to help you, honey."

"Yes, but even so..." You look at your lap as your fingers dance with each other to ease your anxiousness. "It would feel unbefitting to have a customer — a valuable one such as you — to help me with my financial problems. Seeing you smile at me when I serve you your coffee...I'm perfectly content with just."

Your gaze locks into your fidgety fingers, saying the last part was probably unnecessary. Yet it was true; Toji had always been patient with you whenever he stopped by, even going the extra mile by giving you a seriously generous tip after his meals. You know you didn't deserve it, but he's already at the door before you can argue with him. If his gracious action was just a mere small percent of what he could do, then he's done plenty for you than needed.

Toji, however, didn't see it that way. He hums as he leans back onto the booth seat, his hand now snaking to the back of your neck, his thumb caressing the nook of your neck and trapezius.

"Well," He breaks the silence, you're listening. "What if we take this outside of customer service?"

The brows are pulled together as you turn to him in slight confusion. "What do you mean by that?"

"I've been thinking for quite a while," with his hand maneuvering to rest on your shoulder, he sighs and straightens himself up. "Your manager, Mei Mei, right? I talked with her not too long ago, telling her how much of a hard worker you are and how even while still in school and suffering with assignments, you still smile and make sure the customers enjoy their time here."

You give him a thanks, and he continues on. "Which is why I told her about what I wanna do. So here's my proposition: I'll pay for everything for you. Your debt, bills, clothes, whatever it is your pretty lil' head is worryin' 'bout."

Toji's promise does sound comforting to the ears, but you think about your part in all this. "So, do I have to work for you?"

He chuckles. "No, baby, not working fr' me. But there is something I want you to do."

"Yes?"

Toji doesn't give you a clear answer, staring at your face with a soft smile. You wonder why he's being odd until his face leans forward, and the hand on your shoulder pushes you into a kiss. You let out a yelp into his mouth, but the shock diminishes once you succumb to his warm, intoxicating lips. He tastes like beer, definitely from his drink.

He removes his lips from you, and you faintly exhale in an unsteady breath. "Mmmm, yer too much fr' me, sweetie." Toji groans and kisses down your neck while you place a hand on his chest to grip his turtleneck for support before you dissolve into his arms. And although you shouldn't be at your work at this time of night doing this, it felt too good to end.

"I want you to be with me," Toji says in-between smooches on your neck, moving to paint the other side with his pecks. "You're so good to me, darlin', always being such a good girl." He nibbles on your clavicle, and a soft gasp rewards his eardrums. "Lemme take care of you, y/n."

All that's going through your head is the feeling of his lips on your body and the arousing throbbing sense happening in your nether core.

"Hmm, whaddya say, baby?" His lips are too close to your ear as he playfully bites the lobe. Your thighs rub against one another, and you know there's a wet spot in your panties. "Gonna be my perfect girl?"

If you don't give him an answer quick, you're bound to melt right on this seat, and being a whimpering mess to his touch is embarrassing enough.

"Haaaah...Y-yes," You finally answer in weak whispers, mind spinning and eyes glossy. "I wanna—Ahaaa...I wanna be yours."

You can feel Toji's lips curl into a smile. He lifts his head to look at you, and a hand comes up to cup your face before he gives you a soft kiss on your quivering lips.

"My good girl."

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A few months have passed since you and Toji formed this new relationship. And getting used to certain things is still a challenge.

For one: covering up your new lifestyle is never easy when you're out with people you know. During winter break, you went to dinner with your friends and offered to pay for the whole table. They looked at you as if you were talking nonsense ("Girl, where the hell you get that kind of money to be covering for all of us?" "For real, is this the same diner you've been working at? Are they hiring?").

Another thing that wasn't easy to get accustomed to was Toji spoiling you. Since you're a college student, Toji only sees you every other weekend when he has time. During those days, Toji doesn't hold back in showering you with gifts and affection. Between the fancy dates in expensive restaurants, riding rides at fun amusement parks, or the bags of new clothes you bring back to your dorm, it was something you didn't expect to happen so quickly. Your roommates constantly tease you about this "mystery man" who makes it known you're his special lady.

But outside of that, the most significant change was you and Toji. To say you two got closer was too easy to put into words. Sure, the money was there, so you could finally get a good night's rest without worrying too much about your school debt or bills. However, you knew this went beyond the dollar bills and the fancy clothes.

Come to find out, Toji knows and remembers things that amaze you. There was a time he bought you a whole wardrobe worth of dresses because he remembered you had to cancel dates with your friends since you had nothing cute to wear. Or the time he got you a box of your favorite teas, even though you briefly mentioned them to him during a talk way back from recollection.

And even away from the materialistic things, you can feel how much Toji loves you. You can feel it in his eyes whenever he's looking at you. You can feel it when you try to argue yourself out of trying an outfit you don't think will be good on you, but Toji coaxes you into it because he knows — not thinks, knows you'll look good wearing it. You can feel it in his hands when they hold yours, when he places a hand on your thigh and rubs it in loving warmth, or when he caresses your cheek when he kisses you goodbye when you two have to return to your own lives.

It's a type of love you didn't see yourself being on the other end of. The more immersed you are, the harder it is to imagine yourself out of it.

Spring break is now upon us, and Toji has invited you to join him overseas for a business trip. You tried to decline, saying it's his trip and you don't want to intrude on his business. That argument was immediately shut down ("Tch, believe me, sweetheart, you're saving me from bashing someone's head in if you're close to me than not. Plus, I wanna see you wear that cute swimsuit I got you."), so he dragged you on his private jet, and now we're here.

During the day is when he's away for work, so you spend the morning either in the penthouse suite you two are staying in, outside taking pictures to show Toji later or looking around at the little shops nearby. Toji is done with work around the early afternoon, so you two spend time together exploring the country, trying new foods, and taking walks around the area while talking about how your day went until the sun goes down.

Everything goes well until Thursday when Toji texts you saying something happened at work and that he'd be at the suite later than usual. Well, it's 7:45, the sun is starting to go down, and Toji is still nowhere in sight. I hope everything is alright on his end.

You're unsure about going outside for a walk on the off-chance you stay out too late. And if something happens to you while Toji isn't close by, that'll give him more to worry about on his plate, and you definitely don't want that for him.

So, you look around the penthouse to see if there's anything to keep you occupied until Toji's return, and then what catches your eye is the swimming pool outside on the terrace which you haven't tried yet. That'll do!

You go to change into a swimsuit, a cute two-piece that Toji bought for you when you two went shopping together. After a quick shower, you enter the pool and enjoy the calm waters while watching the sunset, leaving a beautiful array of colors painting the sky over you.

Tomorrow is your last day here while Toji will do business, and then you're back to school on Monday. The fact that you'll be graduating debt free still blows your mind. Toji really fulfilled his promise and took care of your worries.

Is that to say that your relationship ends once you touch that diploma?

You lift your feet and lay on your back to allow the water to hold you up, ears covered in the water and face looking into the sky as you're lost in your thoughts.

It wouldn't be too far off if Toji wanted to close this whole thing off when you graduate, as the point was for you to not worry about debt and such. That much you understood from the very beginning. But what happens after that? Do you two just go back to being acquaintances that only meet at the diner? And what about the stuff he got you? Do they stay with you forever? And do you have to fight memories of him every time you see them?

What about all the touches, all the hand-holding, all the cuddles, and all the kisses? Are they supposed to mean nothing to you the next time you see his face?

You're thankful for the water keeping you afloat in the pool, but having these thoughts attack your brain just makes you want to sink in loathing.

Until you feel something tinkle your feet, having your body react in a state of panic. No longer floating on your back, you search for whatever is torturing your feet. Only to find Toji in front of you wearing black trunks, he chuckles lowly, and your heart sinks in embarrassment.

"T-Toji," You swim up to greet him. "How long were you back from work?"

"For about 10 minutes," He watches you move through the water, following you to sit in the shallow part of the pool for you two to talk. "I saw you in the pool and thought I'd join. I tried callin' out to ya, but the water was blocking your ears."

"Hehe, sorry about that. I was thinking about something. How was work?"

His face went into a deep scowl with rolled eyes, and you giggle at his nonverbal response. "Had I not known I was comin' back here to see you, I'd probably fucked that rookie up."

"That bad?"

He hums and brings you closer to him with his hand on your shoulder. "But don't worry 'bout it. And you? What were you thinking about?"

"Hmm? Oh, it was nothing," your encouraging response is fictitious.

Toji lowers a brow. "Try again."

"No, honest! It was nothing, Toji."

"Don't make me tickle you again, kiddo." You freeze and look at his face. His sharp gaze and slight grin speak for themselves about his seriousness.

A sigh is withdraw from your lips. "I was just thinking about how I'd be leaving on Saturday and being halfway done with my senior year of college."

"And?"

"And, uhh," You gulp and avert your eyes to your lap, your fingers swaying with the pool water. "I was also thinking about me... and you?"

There's silence, the lack of response eating you alive. Then you feel Toji's hand grip your shoulder.

"Are you scared I won't be with you after you graduate?"

He hit the nail because you don't answer for a few seconds. Your eyes still avoid him.

But Toji still persists. "Do you not want to be with me?"

Your head turns to face him in haste, taking you aback at how fast you were. "No! I don't want this to end. I'm grateful for how close you and I have become. I want... I want..." You fall silent once more as your head moves back to your lap as if you'd find the words you want to express lying there.

Using his free hand, Toji grabs your chin to look his way again. "What do you want, baby? Use your words fr' me."

The intense gaze of his jade-green eyes captures your attention, practically daring you to look away from him. The warmth of your cheeks spreads around your face, and you gulp before answering.

"I really appreciate all that you've done for me. And I...I really like you, Toji. I want to be with you." His face doesn't change as you ramble on, causing you to move your eyes to avoid the awkward stare. "But I wouldn't blame you if you want to stop with where we—"

Your sentence was interrupted by Toji's kiss, and a squeak was suppressed between the two lips. You exhale in bliss as your hands find purchase on his solid chest. He deepens the kiss when his hand is posted at the back of your neck.

You break the kiss to breathe, Toji's gruff chuckles fills the warm air.

"You're too adorable, princess. Do you really think I'd want to let my precious girl away from my sight?" You open your mouth to interject, but Toji lifts your hand and brings it to his lips, kissing each knuckle. "Listen here, darlin'. I didn't offer to take care of your debt on a whim. I adore the fuckin' shit out of you, and I was gonna wait til your graduation to ask if you'd still want this thing to be official."

"But now that I hear you're interested," his big hand holds yours, fingers intertwined as his thumb brushes your forefinger. "Are ya up for it?"

You breathe slowly to ease your heart, beating at an irregular tempo. You grip his hand in return and offer a sheepish smile.

"Yes. I'd like that very much, Toji."

He smirks and kisses your cheek. "Good girl." Toji has his arms placed behind your back and under your legs. Then he stands up while picking up your figure bridal style. He grins hard when you squeal in surprise as your arms sling around his neck.

"Let's shower," he walks out of the pool and into the suite. "And then afterward, I'll show you how much I've been itchin' to make you be my girl for real."

The heat on your face grows tenfold, and Toji barks a laugh when you hide your face. You can only mentally pray for yourself for what's to come.

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That little prayer did absolutely nothing!

Now you're lying on the bed nude and wet from the shower as the water droplets on your body slide down to the satin sheets beneath you. Your hands cover your mouth, trying to suppress the moans and sobs from exiting your lips.

And the cause of this is the man currently nestled between your legs. You can see the raven hair between your inner thighs, but you feel a wet muscle lapping around your vulva. The lewd noises of Toji eating you out fill the room and has you writhing in discomfort, and you try to slowly move your lower region away from his ravaging mouth.

"Aht aht, you're not goin' anywhere, mama." Toji's rough hands grip your waist and pull you back down, his nose brushing your clit as you jerk upwards. He lifts his head to look at you, and the image of your slick smeared all over his mouth and chin almost makes you faint.

"Put those hands down, baby. Let Daddy hear that sweet voice of yours." He uses one hand to play with your pussy, middle and forefinger abuse your inner lips as his thumb grinds down on your sweet bud. Your eyes shoot up for the stars, and you're forced to do what he says, hands gripping the sheets while your cries are out for him to hear.

"Aahhhh!! Haaah, T-Toji!! 'S too much, too—Ooohh!" His tongue returns between your cunt, licking and tasting the sticky fluid coating your pussy. Your eyes are watering, your mind starts to feel dizzy, and your legs can't stay still to save your life. He's been doing this for 15 minutes!!

You clutch his hair and wail out his name in pleasure, earning a moan from Toji as his grip on your thighs gets tighter.

He can tell you're close to finishing, so he helps you. His tongue slides from your wet center to your clitoris, licking and sucking on the extremely sensitive bud, his teeth lightly pressing down on the pearl.

Your release comes instantly, and your walls spasm as you cry in pure euphoria. Your head pushed deep into the pillow below you, letting your body finish reacting to the climax. However, Toji doesn't wait for you when his mouth drinks your essence. His tongue attacked your sore velvety walls, having you gasp for air.

When he's done, he finally withdraws from between your legs and kneels before you, taking in your disheveled figure. Your tear-stricken face and hooded eyes peer up at him as he wipes his face of your excess come, licking the rest from the back of his hand.

Toji snickers hoarsely. "Sorry, sweetheart, you tasted so fuckin' good I couldn't help myself. Besides," you watch his hands trail down to his dick as he places himself on your messy vagina. "Gotta get you prepped up fr' me."

He puts a pillow under your lower back to raise your hips more. Seeing his dick for the first time has you in mental turmoil. Toji notices you looking and sneers, pulling your hips to him so his balls practically kiss your opening, his dick on full display on your lower abdomen. The girth alone has your cunt pulsating in anticipation, and good God, the length of that thing. It's not the first dick you've seen in your life, but it's definitely the biggest challenge you've come across.

I hope those 15 minutes of prep were enough.

You come back to your senses when you feel the tip of his hefty member circling the corners of your folds, and your slick aids him as a lubricant.

"Ready, babygirl?" You exhale a nervous breath and nod for confirmation. "Okay, we're gonna start real slow."

Toji began to push the tip in, your folds being spread open to accommodate the foreign object intruding into your tight hole. You close your eyes and hold your breath, the pain worsening by the second. You take one breath, and Toji pushes further. With another breath, he goes further. Another-

A giant gasp takes over you as the tip of Toji's cock enters you. And Toji takes his time pushing himself further into you, using every fiber of his being not to rut into your tight walls off the jump.

"Haaah, hmmm, oh fuck," That's easier said than done with you gripping onto him like your life depended on it. Once he's pushed his whole cock into you, your words come out as a babbling mess, gripping his arms for support. He looks down at your disarranged self, chuckling at such a wonderful sight. "You look really fuckin' sexy layin' under me, baby."

"God...Toji," Tears stream down your cheeks, wincing at the pain down south. "'S too muuu-ch, too big for—Hnnngh!!" A sudden thrust of the hips has you biting down on your bottom lip.

"C'mon now, I thought I told you about that. I already let it slide once or twice." Toji places your legs on his shoulders and leans close to you, his body weight adding onto yours as the base of his cock grinds into your sex. "What's my new name, mama?"

"Ah!! I'm sorry, Daddy." The title comes through sobs.

Toji grins from ear to ear, wiping your tears with his calloused fingers. "Good girl," he kisses your forehead as you adjust to his girthy length. "So fuckin' pretty fr' Daddy." He takes your lips with his soft ones before moving his hips in a slow yet rough rhythm.

The mating press has your body submit to him, taking in his cock as it sinks deep into your swollen core. And it only gets worse when his pace gets faster, hitting your sweet spots accurately. At this rate, you're bound to cum earlier than necessary.

Then you feel his tip abruptly touch your cervix, and the wail you let out is picked up by Toji's ears. "Oh? Think I found what I was lookin' for." His hips grind deep in you, his tip abusing your poor cervix to the point you speak in tongues. "Feelin' good, princess?"

"Fuck, Daddyyyy, please, I'm-Ahaaah, Ohhh!" His irrational pace has your brain turning to mush, his cock bullying your insides. The sound of his balls slapping against your squelching folds has you squeezing him harder. "I'm gonna cu-cumm!!"

Toji hisses into your ear, the tone of his voice dominating your senses. "Oooooh, don't grip on me like that, sweetie. Gonna end up — Mmmph! Shit, shit, shit, shit...Gonna give you a baby."

You reach to cup his face through watery eyes glazed in a haze. "Please, Daddy, I want it," You know you're talking nonsense, but why care when you're feeling this fucking good. "Inside, I want it, inside!"

"Heh, be careful with what you wish for, mama." He kisses you again as his hips become erratic, and he moves a hand to your clit and pinches it, whining into your mouth when you're cunt clutches onto him one final time.

You cum around his cock and push your head back on the pillows, your gushy walls spasming around his length, prompting Toji to cum inside you after a few more thrusts. You two moan into each other's mouths, riding each other's high until your bodies calm down.

The two of you pant heavily once the kiss is broken apart, and his deep emerald orbs take in your dazed expression. He smiles when he notices drool on the side of your mouth, using a thumb to wipe it off for you.

"My sweet darlin'," Toji kisses your cheek and sighs deeply into your embrace. "You're too good fr' me, baby."

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"Did I say that I want your babies?"

You're resting with Toji, your head relaxed on his chest as you sit between his legs. The television in the bedroom plays an episode of a sitcom, anything for you two to look at and enjoy a moment of peace together.

He snickers at your question, his chest rising and falling as you lay on him feels nice. "Yeah, you kinda did."

"Wow, that sex must've screwed something up in my head."

"Yeah, my dick had you wanting to risk it all." He snorts when you playfully hit his arm. "Don't worry, we can find some plan b in the morning."

Turning to face Toji, still watching TV, you furrow your brows. "We? What about work?"

"I have tomorrow off. It's your last day, and I don't feel like going back to work, or else I'll be sour all fuckin day. Much rather spend it with you than with some morons."

You look at Toji for a little longer before you smile and kiss his cheek, catching the older man off guard as you nestle into his warm body. "Thank you, Toji. For everything."

The thanks carry a deeper meaning. Not a single ounce of doubt clouds your mind now that you've gotten the closure you wanted. Thinking about how your life brought you to this moment, you're happy with your decision to pursue this relationship and more. And it's thanks to this man for making it possible.

Toji still stares at you before he scoffs and kisses your temple.

"No problem, kiddo."