JJK Characters With Their S/o Crying Because They R Too Rough?

some of alex's veiniest moments

important to remember.

be a good girl and behave for me

parings: toji fushiguro x fm reader

warning(s): smut(!) mentions: size kink + praise + foreplay(?) + penetration + belly bulge + breeding kink(?); dom!toji + bottom!fm reader; explicit

word count: 648

author’s notes: another revamp! sigh. when will i get it together? DILF. DILF. DILF.

smut below (18+) !! MINORS DON’T INTERACT !!

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Toji Fushiguro x f!reader

thirsts + visuals

minors dni

warnings/tags : exhibitionism, size kink, bulge kink, nipple play, unprotected sex, cockwarming

link Toji likes to fuck you against any and every possible surface, whether it be the kitchen counter or the wall behind a club he’s just dragged you out from.

link He especially lives for the way your body presses against him, how your hands roam his back as his lips assault the juncture of your neck and shoulder, needy moans escaping past your lips as he grazes his teeth over the heated skin.

link He doesn’t particularly care about any bystanders or passers, they can all watch from behind the edge of the wall as he claims what is his, pistoning into you like a feral animal, holding you up against the wall with his raw strength as guttural moans echo through the dark alley.

link He’s not the type to pull you close when you sleep, not while he’s conscious of it at least, but he’s learned that he rests easier when his head is resting on the apex of your chest, lazily suckling away on the pebbled nub as he drifts off.

link and more often than not, his hand manages to sneak up under the fabric of your shirt, fingers caressing your breasts before his large hand fully gropes your chest, fingers moving to pull and pinch your sensitive nipples as you feel his hot breath against the nape of your neck.

link Sometimes he likes to slide his hand down your body, spreading your folds with his fingers before playing with the sensitive bundle of nerves just to hear you make all those pretty little sounds that lull him deeper into a slumber.

link link And when he can feel you tug on his hair and lift your hips up in desperation, only then does he pull you close to him, your back against his chest as he frees himself from his sweatpants, cock slapping against his lower abs before he easily slips it inside of you,

link the warmth of your cunt making his length twitch and head fall into the crook of your neck as his breathing slows down, a hand sliding above your stomach right where his cock rests underneath, pressing down like he can almost feel himself.

bonus: toji teasing you

a/n: I apologise for any mistakes since this was an old draft I just skimmed through

oh..

Omg please please please write another fic about needy cry baby gf and Toji 😫🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

thinking abt him not realizing when he’s being mean because he grew up in a house full of boys where insults were a form of affection :( we’ve all got a little bit of crybaby reader in us me finks

warnings: hurt/comfort, angst, fluff

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a sea of limbs dance and weave around the court with intricacies you won’t even pretend to understand, leaving you more confused with each passing minute.

you remind yourself that you’re here for toji, wanting to spend more time with him regardless of whether you were into the activity.

toji liked it, so you liked it. at least before the game got confusing.

“that was two points, right?” you ask him, trying to make sense of the shot a player had just made.

toji pauses, holding the chilled end of his beer can to the back of his neck.

“three, baby.” he corrects, kicking his work boots off. the older man relaxes into the soft embrace of the couch with a groan, propping his feet up on the ottoman.

“right… right.” you realize, listening as the announcer gives a rundown of what just happened. you look over and gauge his expression, searching for any acknowledgment of what you’d just said.

“sorry, not really a basketball fan.” you joke, hoping to alleviate the awkward air.

“not that smart either, huh?” toji chuckles, taking a sip of his beer.

your stomach drops at the comment. blood rushes to your ears as humiliation takes over, eyes welling up with hot tears.

you knew he was 100% joking. that’s just how toji was around the people he loved.

you were being too sensitive, right?

the two of you had discussed instances like this before, the older man explaining that that was truly just how he spoke to people.

he never meant to upset you, in fact he’d rather hang than ever hurt you on purpose. his words, not yours.

toji has promised you he was working on it, trying to choose his words more carefully around you.

that’s all it was, you tell yourself. a simple slip of the tongue.

or was he truly mad at you this time?

nope. just a joke. you tell yourself, fiddling with a loose thread in your sleeve to distract from the lump in your throat. you try to inhale around the blockage, accidentally releasing a sob that alerts toji right away.

“hey.” he mumbles, setting his drink down to look at you. calloused hands cradle your face as the older man takes a close look at you.

you pull away, trying to compose yourself. just a joke! you remind yourself.

a joke, not serious. just. a. joke.

“nonono, hey it’s okay.” he whispers, eyes blowing wide as he realizes the gravity of the situation.

“i’m sorry sweetheart, i’m sorry.” he pleads, muting the tv to focus on you.

“m’ not stupid.” you whimper, wiping each eye with the back of your hand.

“course not pretty girl.” he whispers, rubbing your back in soft circles. “i’m sorry, you know that’s j—“

“just how you talk.” you mumble, not sure if his explanation actually made it ok.

“but.” he starts, pulling you into his lap with a grunt.

“that’s not an excuse, right?” he asks you, clearly remorseful.

“need to watch my mouth around my girl, huh?” he chuckles, still rubbing small circles up and down your back.

“it’s ok.” you conclude, resting your head on his shoulder as he presses soft kisses to your cheeks and forehead.

“hate making you upset.” he tells you firmly, nuzzling into the crown of your head.

“you wanna watch something else?” he asks, placing the remote in your hand. “movie, youtube?”

you crawl out of the older man’s lap and onto the couch, pulling up prime to scan the comedy section.

“i fucking hate basketball.” you giggle, the man beside you breaking out in full blown laughter as you press play on the remote.

thinking toji saying “just the tip i promise, baby” then pushing the whole thing in and saying he couldn’t help it bc you’re so tight :((

* toji x f! reader

CW/TW : dacryphilia and a needy big dick toji — (17+)!

“shh, shh, i got you baby.” the rough calluses of his hands soothe down the fat of your flush cheeks, swiping away the pretty pricks of salty tears pooling down.

“that's it, you got it.. you got it..” toji's promise of just keeping the flush crown of his cock between your slippery and wet puffy folds was now shoved in the back of your mushy brain; only focused on the deep and sudden push he lodges his cock into you with, one quick stroke and you're already filled to the hilt.

“felt too good baby, needed more.” he raises a sappy look with pretty lush eyes batting down to your bubbling and rolled-out red ones.

“just had to, but i promise i’ll make it up to you, ‘kay?” his faux care tilts into a cruel tint; scarred lips twinging into a soft curl, eyes hooding heavy, and tight grasp clipped around the curve of your hips dig in harder, rocking a steady rhythm.

just a simple long and languid drag of his cock makes you cry out, “‘s too much toji, please!” frantic hands trying hard to reach and press against the strong of his abdomen, a silent plea to be careful.

“you got it, just spread your legs a little more.” he thinks that'll help you.. nd with cruel hands flicking yours away to push your legs further apart, he watches extracted, gawking at how your messy folds spread too, a perfect and clear view of his cock pushing in deeper into your little cunt.

and the hefty push sends you; back arching off the bed, legs cramping and wracking in tremors, eyes even knocking to the back of your head, crying out how he's too big and how it's too much, and soon nonsense blubbers out of your mouth as he picks up a cruel rhythm.

toji kisses your neck first, during backshots. you can feel his heavy breathing and growls, he always gets so drunk with the image of you on all fours, ass cheeks wide spread so he can see his thick dick going in and out of your cunt. he loves to see all of you. but he’s so mean to you!! knowing that your back is sensitive, he gives you so much kisses and caresses there:( loves it when you shake and whimper because of it.

i need to do something to him

the way alex laughs…..