Random, Slightly Specific Jjk Dating Headcanons

It wouldn't be that bad if I fucked my stepdad, right?

ctto: sso_s_ (twt)

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.

𐐪 “𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐌𝐄” — 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𐑂

featuring… fem!reader, toji

warnings… impact play (face slapping), masochism, daddy kink, creampie

word count… 390

a message from shae… toji is a pain slut. that is all.

“c’mon, baby. you can do it,” he rasps, his voice gravely and saturated with need.

he digs his fingers into the fat of your ass, strong arms working to bounce your hips up and down, rocking you steadily along his thick cock.

he raises one hand, wrapping his thick fingers around your wrist as he guides your hand to lay gently on his cheek.

“do it. just like daddy asked.” he looks at you through lidded eyes, mouth hung open as you raise your hand and bring it down again, watching as his eyes squeeze shut, hands flying toward your ass, your waist, whatever he can squeeze as he groans unashamedly.

“harder, fucking hit me, baby,” his voice is different, almost heavier. it sends shivers down your spine, your hips grinding harder, heat shooting straight to your sopping cunt at his open display of pure lust.

you do it again, harder this time, watching his eyes roll to the back of his head. he plants his feet into the mattress, fucking up into you. his cock throbs and twitches inside of you, a clear sign that he’s close, that you’ve got him this close, this fast. that, deep down, your daddy likes being slapped around by his pretty girl.

“again.”

this time you don’t hesitate, breathy moans leaving your lips as you rock against him faster, hit him harder. his head rocks to the side when you slap him, a dazed smile stretching across his face.

“again,” he growls, teeth bared, balls slapping up against your ass with how hard he’s fucking into you. the wet slap of your skin against his own almost drowns out his loud, raspy moans as you strike your hand across his face one last time.

he cums almost instantly, arms flexing deliciously, teeth bared, big hands squeezing bruises into your ass as he fills you up entirely, pumping ropes and ropes of his thick, hot cum into your needy cunt.

he’s still panting, still struggling to catch his breath when he squeezes your cheeks between his thumb and forefinger, watching your lips pout as you look up at him through your eyelashes.

“good girl,” he laughs at the small twitch of your hips, the way you're still chasing your own high.

“‘s daddy’s turn, right?”

© DEAROMI 2021.

wait wait wait wait

taste of gerbera ∫ t. fushiguro x reader

warnings/includes: mdni, vaginal fingering, impact play, daddy kink, dom/sub dynamics, dirty talk, degrading, dumbification if you squint, use of various pet names (kitten, little one), established relationship, mentions of violence

word count: 2.1k

synopsis: toji's gotten used to you always greeting him when he arrives home. he absolutely loves it when you literally catapult yourself to him once he's at the door, just having finished one of his dangerous missions. imagine how his heart momentarily stopped when he arrives to a quiet home and he doesn't find you in the living room where you would usually be waiting for him.

notes: i present to you, our favorite dilf. enjoy!

Toji is someone who basks in the attention his little one gives him. He loves it when you're all over him, looking at him with the brightest of smiles and your big, doe eyes shining in devotion as if he was the one who hung the stars in the sky. On the surface, his face is always marred with a frown or simply straight, devoid of all emotions but you know he has a soft spot for you and only for you.

The fact that you depend on him so much makes him so happy because how come that you, the sweetest and softest person he's ever met, give your trust and devote your life to a man such as him? Toji Fushiguro is one shady man and yet, you are in his life, smiling so prettily and always waiting for him in your little home.

He's a tough man, he knows that, you know that– heck, everybody that knows who Toji was knows that but still, you worry for him, you cry when he comes home with wounds on his body no matter how much he reassures you that he'll be fine and that it cannot be avoided in his line of work. He's never had someone fret over him like that and fuck if it doesn't turn him on and make him feel that odd but very much welcomed sensation in his stomach all at the same time.

The red tint on your cheeks and the soft squeal you make when he tells you he loves you is a little reminder that you're a gentle soul and that he should protect you, give his everything if it means you're safe and living your best life. 

"If anyone even dares to lay a finger on you, the world's going to end up in flames." 

Is a promise he engrained to his heart and mind so just imagine how his heart momentarily stopped when he arrives to a quiet home and he doesn't find you in the living room where you would usually be to wait for him. No chirpy "Daddy, welcome home!", no one catapulting herself to him, no kisses pressed on his entire face, no you, no nothing.

"Kitten? Daddy's home!" He calls out, voice loud and firm as he peers over the couch to see if you just happened to have fallen asleep while waiting for him only to be disappointed when he doesn't see you there. He could feel the erratic beats of his heart drumming against his chest but he wills himself to calm down and look deeper into the house.

When he doesn't find you anywhere downstairs, he starts trekking up the stairs in desperation. He's never felt this hopeless and scared before. Not even when he's on the verge of death, waiting for the door of doom to welcome him. "Kitten, where the fuck are you?" Never in his life did he expect that he would worry about someone this much.

"Bedroom!" At that, his feet carries him to where your voice is coming from, and there you were, sprawled out on the bed, on your phone, in nothing but his shirt and your underwear. Normally, he would find himself smiling at the sight of you, but after the little scare you've given him just minutes ago? No. Oh boy, he's pissed to say the least.

The fear and nervousness that settled within him slowly turning into annoyance when you don't even look at him after he made his presence known to you, eyes still fixated on whatever is on the screen of your device. 

"Missy." Slowly, you turn on your right to look at him innocently. The tone of his voice and the growl that followed the nickname he only calls you when you're in trouble makes you gulp and shift until you're sitting upright, phone facing downwards.

"Hi, Daddy." You greet him breathily, hoping that the smile you send his way calms him down and change his mind if ever he plans on punishing you. What did you even do?

"I was expecting for you to be waiting for me when I come home. I thought you would be excited to see me but I guess I was wrong, huh?" He is looking at you so fiercely, making you feel small and slightly intimidated.

Toji licks the corner of his mouth, tongue making contact with his scar, a habit of his when he's trying to hold himself back from something. Right at this moment, you know he's reeling himself back from blowing up on you. You watch him make his way towards you before settling on the edge of the bed beside you. "You know what to do." He grunts.

Without another word, you abandon your phone, scurry to take your panties off and tossing it somewhere in the bedroom then lays on your stomach over his lap. "I was waiting for Daddy..." You murmur sulkily, cheeks pressed up on his thigh and just waiting for him to start your punishment (which you think you don't deserve but you don't tell him that of course).

"Sure you were." The man scoffs, a large hand on your ass and kneading your right cheek. "Do you know how worried I was when I didn't find my little girl downstairs?" He asks followed by a smack on the same cheek he was kneading. The action makes you moan and even though he's just getting started, you can feel your slick slowly trickling down your folds in arousal.

"'M sorry, Daddy!" You weakly tell him but the man seems to ignore your apology when his hand lands another bruise-inducing slap on each cheeks of your ass this time, groaning at the sight of it bouncing at the impact. Looking at you like this, he can't help but be mean, wanting to see you cry and begging for him.

"You better start counting or do I have to do that for you too? Come on, little one. At least prove yourself worthy of being Daddy's slut." He hears your soft whimpers but he disregards it, knowing you're aware that whatever degrading things he tells you in the bedroom are empty and only meant to make you cry.

"Four!" The sound of his palm making contact on your reddening skin is loud but not as loud as your needy moan when he places a finger on your clitoris, rubbing it in slow circles which makes you move your hips down, hoping for Toji to insert at least one of his fingers inside your weeping pussy.

"Quit. Squirming. You. Brat." Four consecutive slaps are what he gives you, his words punctuated by each harsh lashes on your skin that it has you pathetically sobbing, mouth pressed on his thigh to bar the sounds of your cries with your saliva messily wetting the material of his pants.

"Sorry, Daddy! Don't want this anymore, want your cock, Daddy, please!" You wail, begging for him to just stuff you full and use you to his heart's content as you arch up, your plush and bruised bottom lifting off his thigh. At this point, your entire butt is decorated with the prints of his hand, pretty and all red.

"You think you can make requests like that, my dumb baby girl? And I don't hear you counting." Going a little gentle on you, he pats your ass twice with just enough pressure to see it bounce before his thumb moves back to your clit, massaging your nub and spreading your juices all over your messy cunt.

"Ten..." You sigh, eyes closing in satisfaction when he adds more pressure on your sensitive button while his other hand runs over the reddening skin of your ass in a caress.

"Good girl." With a swift hand, he fits his middle and index fingers inside your hole, the entire length of them rubbing against your walls just right.

"Oh Daddy... that feels s'good!" You whimper needily, walls clamping down on his digits and slick coating them as they move in and out of you in a pace so addicting that it has your eyes rolling back and mouth parting to release a whiny moan.

Toji leans down so that your back is pressed on his chest, his mouth just teasingly brushing on your ear before he whispers, "What do you say?" in a grunt.

"Tha-thank you, Daddy." You manages a shaky smile, eyes threatening to close with how good your boyfriend's fingers are languidly going in and out of you, his long digits able to reach that sweet, sweet spot you know is his favorite to stimulate just to hear you beg for him to keep going and stop simultaneously. He loves seeing you go crazy because of him. 

Toji pulls your head back by your hair with his free hand, the stretch on your neck making you whine but it doesn't stop him from gripping on it tighter. He wants to see you break and cry, it makes him feel proud of you and it satisfies him. Maybe it's the sadistic part in him but knowing that you can take everything he gives you turns him on so much. The tent digging on his pants and incessantly poking your stomach is enough proof of what you do to him.

"Daddy, more." You pant, tightening around his fingers to entice him into giving you what you want. Without a warning, he adds his ring finger alongside his two digits, his movements frantic and relentless now that you've asked for more. The slick sounds coming from in between your legs is so lewd and your moans only adding on to the heat of the moment, Toji can't help himself but be harsher.

This is one of the many things he loves about you. Even if you're in the middle of a scene, you know how his mind works, you tune your body to how he likes it because you know that he'll take care of you. All the rough handling he gives you, you embrace with your legs open and pussy dripping with want.

"Look how messy you are, kitten. Your little cunny keeps on tightening on Daddy's fingers too." He chuckles, listening to you babble and talk incoherently, too lust and pleasure-drunk to be able to come up with words that make sense. Curling his fingers upwards, he finally aims for the spot that he keeps on intentionally missing to torture you just a bit more, knowing that you can't do anything but receive whatever he gives you.

"Gonna cum, 'm gon' cum, Daddy!" You're fisting on his shirt, knuckles almost turning white with how much you're gripping on it. This time, Toji lets you move your hips back and forth to meet the brutal thrusts of his hand into your wanting pussy, letting you reach that blissful high you deserve.

"Yeah? You gonna cum on Daddy's fingers? Go on then, baby girl." He encourages, his deep voice really doing something to you in ways you can't explain but the pulsing of your walls around his fingers sure is enough to interpret it.

"Fuuuuuck- oh, Daddy!" You burrow your face deeper on your man's thigh, releasing the coil forming in your stomach and feeling that delicious kick of your orgasm settling in on you. You're literally gushing on your boyfriend's still moving fingers, helping you relish your climax to the last bit until your moans die down into soft pants.

Behind you, Toji smiles before he pulls you up so you end up straddling him. The sting on your butt makes you wince a little when your skin makes contact on the rough material of his drenched pants (courtesy of your saliva and cum). "Hey, kitten." He brushes some of your hair out of your face, the smile still on his face as he looks at you.

"Daddy." You only lay your head on his shoulder, too tired to say anything. For a minute, he lets you cuddle up to him to the point of you almost falling asleep but then you get startled when he slaps your ass again in a chastising manner. "Only bad girls swear during sex. Are you a bad girl?"

You lift your head to flash him a sheepish grin, shaking your head a little. "No, sorry, Daddy. Won't do it again."

He hums and presses a gentle kiss on your lips before maneuvering the both of you so you end up laying on your back with him hovering on top of you. "Now, you're going to be a good girl and lay there while Daddy fucks you until you can't say anything but his name. What do you say?"

"I'd love that, Daddy."

© pastel-catto 2021 ∫ plagiarism is a crime

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part one is linked here if interested! afab for all links ! disclaimer im poc, but only could find these videos and i hope thats not much of a problem :(. warnings . rough link in one of each characters i believe, warnings for that. rest is vanilla, slapping.

geto

link [ bouncing on getos cock ]

link [ geto takes care of you ]

link [ geto and gojo have their way with you ]

link [you and geto give gojo a show from the shower ]

toji

link [ toji takes you home after scouting you at the club]

link [ rough with toji ]

link [ making a mess of choso ]

link [ toji fucks you dumb ]

kento

link [ how kento eats you out after a fight]

link [ sucking kento off while he's in a meeting ]

link [ kento fucking you after a long day at work ]

link [ kento fucks you good when hes mad ]

gojo

link [ he makes you forget about your ex ]

link [ satoru makes you do all the work ]

link [ satoru couldn't make it to the house ]

link [ he makes you see stars ]

© SAELESTIA 2023. do not repost, translate, or duplicate any of my works here or any other websites.

girlhood

thinking about all the times you have teased your older boyfriend toji, by calling him an old man anytime you could.

“you can’t even aim right, old man…” your eyes fixated on the screen placed infront of you while playing one of your favorite video games, he didn’t mind since he thought you always looked cute when you looked mad but the nicknames were always popping out of nowhere.

he turns his head towards your direction and lets out a deep laugh slip, “old man, huh?” he asked, you didn’t want to look at him because you knew if you did he would give you those bedroom eyes, you knew you would fold.

runting and pounding the girth of his cock into your small cunt with all the force he could bring to himself to let you cum for the fifth time that night, the earth grounding orgasm coming quicker than usual with his lips wrapped around your breasts giving both the right amount of love— only wanting to make you feel good with every way he could— he pulls harsher on the buds of your nipples, making you overstimulate on the feeling and accidentally letting out a loud scream type moan, “shhh,wouldn’t want to wake up your neighbors with a old man like me nine inches deep into this pussy of mine, mhm?”

“..’m soorryyy! just please don’t stop, i feel so close to—” the bliss feeling of the knot in your stomach almost being set free until he pulls out and pumps his soft cock on top of your stomach, white ropes of his hot cum slipping out and leaking all over your tummy making your flinch at the warmth.

“W-what about me?” you asked, feeling empty now without his presence inside you making you clench your lips onto nothing while feeling a tear slip from your eyes. He wipes it off with his thumb, “I don’t think a girl like you deserves a cock like mine for her age, or am i mistaken little one?” He teased, cupping your face and leaning in closer to your restless body. “It was just a joke, toji!…no need to be so mean to me either.” you told in almost a whisper but he catches on.

“Too bad, go get yourself off with the toys i bought you.” He insists, making your frown deepen in more into your cheeks beofre he says, “Better yet, I want to see you play with yourself on my lap, now hurry!”

graphic shirt im gonna be sick

your works are all SOOO GOOOOD, thank you so much for posting and writing such a great thing <3 do you mind if i request toji getting jealous over gojo flirting with the readers and toji start to fuck the reader when they are back at home?(with breeding kink if you don't mind!) if you don't comfortable with this requests, please just ignore >.< thank you so much again! really love all your writings <3 <3

AHHH TY TY ANON!! and I cant believe I've finally did it, every request that was back up has finally been finished and now im able to work on my own fics for a little bit! But fear not, I will open back up requests again soon lol, just need a little break to finish my own works as well as finish up my last few finals for school, nonetheless, I hope you enjoy!

Cw: nsfw 18+, minors dni, tojis a lil rough in this cus hes jealous, eating pusssyyy, pet names, use of the word "daddy", kissing, jealousy, gojo being a jackass, shoko feeling sorry for you over toji and gojo being dumbasses, breeding, cumming inside cus breeding kink <3

you knew it was a bad idea, any idea that involved Gojo and Toji in the same room, much less 15 feet away from one another in the younger man's backyard, was a bad idea.

Dragging Toji to the barbeque had already irritated him enough and it didn't help that you chose to wore that new top and skirt you'd shown off to him the other night, the one he wanted to see you in, he didn't want to have to share the luxury of seeing your new outfits with anyone, especially Gojo Satouro.

You were seated at the edge of Gojo's pool, legs dangling in the cool water as you sipped lemonade from a small martini glass as Shoko retold a story from her seat beside you. She spoke with soft sighs, hazel eyes tracing blue tile flooring of the pool and coca-painted nails scratching at the skin of her thigh absentmindedly.

You struggled to follow along at the presence of Toji across the yard; ever so often you'd turn around to see him leaned back against island of the grill, arms crossed across the thick of his chest and a bottle of Jack Daniels in a large hand. His silver eyes bore into yours and he cleared his throat before taking a swig of his drink and turning back to Gojo who had been staring at you, now turned back to the smoked grill, flipping burgers with ease.

Rolling your eyes, you turned back to smile at Shoko as she continued talking. you took another sip from your drink, playing with the charm necklace Toji had bought you for your birthday earlier that year. Gojo was watching you.

And he continued to watch you throughout the evening, whether it be, eyeing you from across the yard or complimenting your outfit for the fifth time that night or refilling your drink as the four of you talked. At first you thought it was funny; watching Toji's reactions to Gojo's horribly obvious attempts at flirting but your humor towards the situation quickly dwindled once you realized Toji was actually getting upset.

Every time Gojo would come near you, Toji was either snapping at him or staying eerily quiet beside you. Toji voicing his irritation was one thing, but Toji being quiet was sometimes horrifying. He was completely unreadable as he stopped throwing sarcastic jokes whenever Gojo spoke, sticking to curt nods and grunts as he sipped his beer; the air was so tense that even Shoko was uncomfortable. She'd nervously look back and forth between the two men before her eyes caught yours and then back to the two men again.

You couldn't tell if the snow-haired man was oblivious or completely obnoxious towards Toji's distaste for him.

Gojo leaned closer to hug you before pressing pre pressing a smacked kiss kiss against your cheek.

"Kay," toji's voice interrupted, "that's enough."

Gojo pulled away from you to smirk, brows relaxed as he retorted mockingly, "what?" His hand fell to hit his thigh softly as the other sat on his hip, "no fun allowed here?" The younger man's voice was laced with heavy teas.

Yet toji seemed to only narrow his eyes, hand on your hip tightening as he said his goodbyes to Shoko

You were only able to Usher a rushed thank you to the two friends as toji hurriedly pulled you past the white picket fence, earning and apologetic look from the brunette woman.

The ride home was quiet and you knew toji was still mad; if his white knuckled grip and the impala's wooden wheel and reluctance to make conversation didn't assure you, the way the car speed steadily rose did.

You hated when he got like this ; too angry to slow down and fucking think, too angry to fight it out or just fucking talk about it. But a thing with toji taught you anything it was to it was to remember remind Toji of the things that pissed the assassin off.

"Toji?" You tried, voice soft and calm.

"What?" Toji spoke sharply; he nearly jumped at his tone, making note of the way his grip on the wheel tightened.

You swallowed nervously, throat run dry with anxiety, "can you please slow down?"

The cab was hot, so hot your skin prickled with itch and your clothes suddenly felt too tight to your skin, hot with nerve and tension as he eventually slowed the car.

He didn't speak to you the rest of the ride and you didn't speak to him either.

Once toji Pulled into your grave gravel driveway he shut off the Ignition and waited, for what exactly, you weren't sure. So you waited with him, nails picking a stray thread of your skirt as you listened to the traffic on your street pass by.

"To-" you tried once more.

"Shhh," he cut you off softly before stepping out of the truck and heading towards the front door.

You hurried after him, throwing the door shut behind you and kicking your shoes off quickly to lay messing next to Toji's boots.

You followed him up the creaky stairs and into your shared bedroom where he was pulling off his shirt and cargo pants.

"Toji wha-"

"Get on the bed." He said roughly, turned away from your presence at the door. His voice was filled with annoyance, almost as if it was obvious what he was expecting of you.

Nonetheless, you obeyed.

Crawling onto your made bed, legs tucked under you and skirt laid softly against the thick of your thighs, eyes following toji as he made his way around the room.

"Toji?" You spoke softly.

"No." He cut you off, "you sit there and look pretty while I figure what to do with you."

your mouth snaps shut abruptly, shaky palms coming to rest in your lap as you watch him leave to the bathroom. Your mouth pools at the clink of his belt hitting the floor and you find your thighs clenching beneath the plaid of your skirt.

Toji makes his way back into the bedroom, boats thumping against the mahogany wood as he looks you over - a rough finger tucked beneath your chin. You bite the inside of your cheek, suppressing a tight moan as his thumb comes to rest on the curve of your jaw.

"Gojo was all over you at that party today," He mewls, turning your head from side to side as he looks you over with an arched brow, "touchin' and kissin' on ya' as if i wasn't there," his voice deepens, "as if I'm not the one who fuckin' feeds you and fills your tight lil' pussy every night, huh?" he coos as you melt into his embrace.

slick pools between your thighs as his tone, reaching a hand beneath the fabric of your skirt before Toji catches it in his grasp with a mocked chuckle, "Oh no, baby," his voice hardens, "I think you deserve a little punishment for making daddy sit through all that bullshit today."

your eyes widen before your head falls into an shuddered nod when his grasp on your wrist releases, letting your hand fall to the comfort of your lap. he watches you for a minute, still leaned down and looking you over before his hand slinks beneath your skirt, thumb stroking and pressing against the soaked fabric of your panties.

your breath hitches and a breathless moan falls from your swollen lips as he presses a kiss to the soft column of your neck.

"Lay down," he speaks with no room for question, letting you fall to the duvet beneath you.

You watch as he presses himself up from the foot of the bed, pulling at the band of your underwear from beneath your skirt, "lift your hips," he nods towards you and you comply easily, hips lifting from the comfort of the bed.

Your underwear slides down your thighs with ease before Toji's cupping the insides of your knees and pressing your legs into your chest as his tongue runs over your soaked folds.

Immediately you're caught by surprise, a startled yelp spills from your lips and your nails dig into the meat of your thighs as his nose buds at your clit.

Toji watches you from between your shaky thighs, one hand gripping at your knees bundled together and the other pistoning two fingers into your sopping cunt. Silver eyes lower when you moan and reach for him, hands failing to grasp onto anything as the knot of pleasure tightens in your belly.

"Toji-oh!" you cry, eyes squeeze shut as his finger drags along the spongey part of your heat. Your skin feels hot and you're crying beneath his tongue, clit pulsing as he groans, sending waves of pleasure throughout your cunt. "Toji, m'gonna cum-"

He pulls away, letting your legs fall to the comforter before stepping back from the bed. You pant, chest rising and falling heavily as you watch him shrug his jeans off and make his way back to your place on the bed.

You can tell he's taking his time, letting you catch you breath before taking it away again; he's being patient as he maneuvers you onto your hands and knees by your hips gently. Toji pushes the fabric of your skirt over your ass, lining the tip of his cock up to your folds with a hitched groan.

"Mmm," you whine, pressing yourself into him.

Toji catches your hip with his free hand, massaging your raw skin from beneath the soft fabric of your skirt, "Stop, don't push." he scolds lightly, running the tip up and down your folds ruefully before pressing his length into you with a hiss.

He only waits a moment before pulling out to the tip and thrusting back into you to the hilt. Your back arches into the heat of your orgasm immediately, hands grasping onto the ruined sheets of your bed as you sob at the stretch of him.

"Toji, toji, toji!" you chant, the pap, pap, pap, of his balls against your skin sends your mind into a spiral, "please, please," you cry, though you're not entirely sure what it is you're begging for.

Toji seems to know though, know by the hitched sobs in your voice and caught breath as your thighs tense against his own. "Gonna fill this tight lil' cunt up, fill ya' to the brim," he growls, pressing his chest into the hot skin of your back, "needa' show everyone who you belong to."

Your eyes nearly roll into the back of your head at the thought of him marking you as his own, at the thought of being his, at the thought of people knowing you're his.

"Ya want that, sweetheart?" his voice softens for only a second as he strokes the side of your head before bringing you into a wet kiss as you nod beneath the hold of his hand.

Toji pulls back from you to press you further into the hot covers, grasping your hand that's grown weak at trying to steady yourself amidst his sloppy thrusts. "Gonna cum," his teeth grind as he groans and he feels you release around him, walls spasming around his cock as he spills into you.

"Fuck, oh fuck," he pants, thrusting lightly as the last of his seed fills you. Toji lets you rest a moment, fully supporting your weight with his hands as he lowers you gently to the ruined bed, removing your skirt and top with a kiss to your temple.

"Mmm," you groan, throwing your arm over your eyes as you roll onto your back, knees knockings together, "Toji," you reach out for him.

He links your hands together as he runs a cold cloth up and down the length of your thighs, pressing soft kisses onto your hot skin in wake of the cool fabric, "Gonna look so fuckin' sexy carrying my lil' brat."

you hit his chest with an embarrassed whine and he only chuckles, grasping your hand in his own and pressing a kiss to your palm with an airy laugh.