His New Wife ; Toji Fushiguro [05]

i know he’s crazy but he’s the one i want

i need him vro...

im looking very respectfully btw

creatur

weak to you. // toji fushiguro.

+ drabble. short ‘n sweet.

+ wc. 800+

+ synopsis. you’re toji’s newest fixation. alt; he’s pussy whipped, you’re cockdrunk, it’s a match made in hell.

+ cw. fem reader. daddy kink. condescending praise. toji is very smug and full of himself as usual. size kink. dacryphillia. overstimulation. mindbreak (but only a little). creampie.

+ a/n. woke up and chose to be a whore. as always, 18+, minors do not interact. (also yes this is titled after the dexta daps song)

toji thinks he’s found his new obsession when he sinks into you for the third time that day, fourth time that week. he’s absolutely sure of it.

his thoughts only reinforce when he sees your reaction. the way your eyes cross and your back arches up, tits circling and pretty nipples becoming pert to the cold air. he looks down and sees the way your soft tummy tenses up, the way your pussy opens and splits itself to take in his thick veiny cock. you’re addicting, he thinks, watching the way you suck him in and soak him and all he’s doing is just sliding in. his large hands brace themselves on the soft of your hips, thumbs pressing into the front of your waist, and an open mouth smirk rests wickedly on his face as he slowly trails up your body to meet your glossy eyes and twitching lips once more.

you’re already about to cry and he hasn’t even fucked you yet.

he doesn’t try to hide back his amusement, pawing up to you like wildcats to lambs. he licks up the side of your neck, flattening his tongue over the muscle, flicking it over the lobe of your ear and pressing a soft kiss accompanied by a dark chuckle to that soft spot right in the nook of your ear. his breath tickles over the sensitive hairs, causing you to twitch away and clench over him— oh shit, he’s gonna need you to do that again.

“‘s the matter, baby girl?” he coos and it’s mocking. “crying already? i’m barely halfway inside you.”

his dark eyes fall greedily to your reaction. he loves this, being so faux concerned and teasing with his tone. he loves it, because you never failed to give him just what he wanted. those doe eyes rounded off, pupils dilating as your eyebrows drooped, chest rising just a tad- just as it always did before you whined out to him.

“it’s- it’s—“ you can’t finish your sentence and he has no intention of you doing it. he pushes in another inch, humming at the way you stretch around him, messy pussy popping in glee as it desperately tried to accompany his cock. you gasp, and he presses a kiss to your cheek.

“too big?” he all but grins, sparing you that at least. his mercy is short lived, a deep chuckle erupting in the base of his throat. “i know.”

he pushes in more, licking his lips. your thighs start to quake and tremble as he forced the fattest section of his dick into you, barely sparing you any warning. agreeing to fuck him was warning enough. you whine and blink, and the glossiness gets watery, tears pooling at your waterline. you couldn’t get any cuter if you tried.

“too much for you?” he asks again. it’s rhetorical. you can’t answer and he doesn’t prompt you to, he could care less when he knew the truth. he was too much for you, overwhelming your senses until you broke and fell apart almost immediately whenever he looked at you. you shook like autumn leaves in his presence and yielded beneath him like dough. he chuckles again, leaning into your sensitive ear once more.

“i know.”

he pauses, and the anticipation builds up in you both.

“but you’re gonna take me anyway.”

he has to suppress a loud moan when he bottoms out, either from the way you wrapped around him, reacted to him or both. the tears in your crossed eyes break their retention and come running down the sides of your face, mouth opening and closing as you try to adjust to his sheer size. it’s pointless, he thinks, because he never gave you a chance to anyway.

“isn’t that right, princess?”

he could never get enough of how you clamped down around him whenever he said something you liked.

“yes, daddy.”

“atta girl.”

he pushes up onto his knees and grabs onto one of your legs, pressing a soft kiss to the ankle while holding the other one down by the thigh to keep you spread and split for him. his eyes travel down and he curses. every part of you was fucking pretty, but goddamn your pussy was something else. your clit was a pretty shade of rosy pink, engorged and yearning for the smallest touch— a graze from his thumb already had you creaming shamelessly around him. your lips stretched to their limit around the brunt of his cock and he hisses, pulling his hips back slowly, watching the way the silvery streaks of slick and cream coated over his cock thickly. he pulls and pulls until the head is just barely in your walls, and then—

“daddy!”

he drills himself back in all at once.

he can’t get enough of this, toji thinks. you’re too much. the way you cry out and babble, slutty little mouth drooling all over itself as you praise and praise him so shamelessly. it’s incredible, he thinks, after you spray all over him for the nth time that day and still cry for more, for him, for all of him. he thinks you’re insatiable when you pull your own legs to your chest, wrapping your hands around the back of your knees and begging him to go deeper, you wanna feel him deeper. he builds up a sweat with you, dripping down the bridge of his nose and onto your already stuck out tongue. you don’t even budge.

“cockhungry little thing aren’t you?” he beams after pulling you to the edge of the bed, propping one foot up on it and bracing the rest of his weight on the floor. “fucked you raw today and you still want more?”

and you insisted. chanted that you needed more, that he had to fill you up, that you needed to feel him dripping out of you one more time. toji wonders if he’s created another monster when you giggle and squeal, playing and pinching your own tits as he sinks into you again and again and again, or if you’d always been like this and no one ever fucked you proper to find out. he’s broken you and he knows it from the way you look at him with your pupils blown drug-like wide, nothing behind your eyes except the desperate need for his cum. he knows when you whimper out and whine for him, locking your ankles around his lower back and pressing him in until his cock nestles and kisses against your cervix and you keep him there. he knows after he pumps his thick seed into you and you thank him, crumbling into the bed while your spent cunt pulses and shivers in thanks as well.

yeah, toji concludes. he’s found his new obsession and he doesn’t plan on breaking away from you very soon.

manhandled

getting fingered by him

swimsuit

thighs save lives

fucking sideways

look at the camera

eat it

jiggle

white couch

plush thighs trapping him

hey so.. this is real right.. other people have seen this and i didn't just hallucinate alex here right….. not that i don't love this extension of his acting career but i am scared and need someone to hold my hand just to make sure,

Ahhh, thirst thursday…know where my brain went. Making me wanna procrastinate and read.

Anyway! Morning Mum! Love you! Hope today’s gets better! You’re doing wonderful.

—On other notes can I mention the sheer idea of being manhandled like a rag doll, fucked dumb and so dick crazy that it makes the degradation not even reach the bloody sticky mess you become..? Idk who would do it though. First thought was possibly Toji, next is Koku because he’s a heartless greedy man who would most likely do it for his gain before anything. Honestly Dunno just wanted to join for once in one of these.

Wish me luck in my next class! I’m getting work done! 😘

ଘ. warnings ⸝⸝ manhandling. mind break. mating press. cervix fucking. size difference. objectification(?).┊(17+).

your limp.

limbs practically dangling against your sides and body running with an onslaught of tingles, almost as if you're some ragdoll being toyed with. being dabbled with by the larger man looming above you, controlling every inch and move for you with such fidelity; holding your body up for you, toji’s sheer strength practically tossing and turning you over in every position he desires as your mind is fogged over into a whole new world.

you probably look so far gone through his murky emerald eyes, but you don't care, too hung up on the debleating pleasure of his fat cock bullying your abused little cunt, too drunk on the feel of his hefty cock jamming so far up your pussy, you can feel the crown of his flushed cock nudging and kissing your sensitive cervix.

“such a perfect pussy.” the bass in his voice is deep, especially with the deep, guttural groan to follow, making you tremble.

you almost forget to breathe when toji quickly slung your legs over the broad of his shoulders, forcing his cock to plunge deeper into your cunt, hearing the filthy pornographic squelching of your pussy milking his throbbing base. the slick juices of your arousal running down your shaking legs drips to the sheets, pooling splotches of a messy, sticky stain to form.

“practically made for me.” toji almost catches himself losing it too, licking up the drool clinging to his lips when he catches a clean view of the clear, thick ring wrapped around his cock, gazing at the way it eases him to push further in with mitigation.

“yeah, there's no denying that.” his lips twitch into a curl.